Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

At noon, the sun was like a fire.

There are six stoves built outside the animal den.

Shen Rong and the others polished the smooth stone pot, cleaned it, and put it on the stove. The marinated meat is poured into the oiled stone pot, and after a while, the tempting smell of burnt meat permeates.

Xylophone waved the spatula, stared at the double-eared stone pot in front of him with fiery eyes, and said to Gen: "Gen, you have to go to the rocky beach when you have time, Chang Xia said that it is more convenient to cook fried meat and stir-fry vegetables in stone pots. If there is a lack of a stone pot, you go to the rocky beach to collect a few stones and polish them into a stone pot.”

The reason why she asked Gen to pick a few more stones.

The purpose is the same as Chang Xia asked Yadong for rosewood, wanting to polish a stone pot for Wu Ye. Chang Xia sent furniture, and the family sent a stone pot.

"In the afternoon, I will go to the rocky beach." Gen Ying said.

He had lived with xylophone for decades, when xylophone asked him to quarry, he guessed what she was thinking, and nodded in agreement without saying a word.

"Changxia, where do you put the red sandalwood?" Yadong shouted, taking advantage of the time when Changxia and the others were cooking fried meat, Yadong Shankun went back to the tribe and brought the rosewood that Yadong hoarded. Also came with Nuan Chun with a full stomach.

With her back on her back, Shi Shiran followed Shan Kun and the others.

Nanfeng saw Nuanchun from a distance, and stepped forward to take her basket.

"Find a cool place to put it away from the sun." Chang Xia replied.

"Okay!" Yadong carried the red sandalwood and put it in the shade of the animal den, and suddenly the ground shook a few times.

Chang Xia doesn't know much about wood.

However, looking at the beautiful lines on the cross-section of rosewood, I am in a good mood.

"Nuanchun, sit down quickly."

Appreciating enough, Chang Xia waved to Nuan Chun, signaling her to sit down casually.

Nuan Chun pointed to the pan that Nanfeng took over, and said with a smile: "I brought you some yellow skin root pieces, I mixed them with meat and stewed them before. It tastes glutinous, I think... you should like it."

"Really." Chang Xia happily walked over, took out the yellow-skinned roots in the basket, looked carefully, oh shit! This yellow bark root turned out to be yam. Immediately, Chang Xia excitedly said: "Nan Chun, this yellow-skinned root is yam, where did you find it?"

Tribal females go out daily to pick and collect.

Like shepherd's purse, cabbage, green vegetables, etc., they are all called wild vegetables. Kohlrabi, such as peanuts, are generally called root cubes.

When stewing the meat, put the roots of wild vegetables together.

With that taste, Chang Xia's scalp tingled after eating it once.

It happened that my body was too weak before and couldn't eat, so I had to bite the bullet and eat. Otherwise, you can only drink rice noodles.

Chang Xia made comments——

It's a pity that she, a cub who has been bedridden all year round, has no right to speak at all.

As an adult, if you get married, you can live independently.

Chang Xia thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

Getting married is really scary, but compared with the daily food, Chang Xia thinks maybe getting married is not that scary.

So, she happily followed Root and Tribe to the Normandy Fair.

"Yam, the name is indeed better than yellow root." Nuan Chun held her belly, leaned back, opened her mouth and said, "I dug the wasteland next to the pine trees at the edge of the wasteland."

"Chang Xia, is the yam delicious?" Nan Feng said briskly.

Chang Xia nodded, opened his mouth, and said, "Yam stewed meat, yam in hot pot, stir-fried. No matter how you eat it, yam tastes very good. Like some old people in the tribe who are in poor health, eating yam is good for their health. "

This explanation.

Not to mention Nanfeng's foodies, Lian Gen and Xylophone wanted to go to the wasteland of the bush immediately.

"Nanchun, are there many yams growing in the wasteland in the shrubbery?" Xylophone asked eagerly.

Nuan Chun thought about it for a while, and replied: "There are quite a lot. I accidentally dug up the yellow-skinned roots in the cold season last year, which are yams. This year, when the warm season begins in spring, I dug some more.

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"Okay, okay." Xylophone was very excited.

Gen nodded to Nuanchun and said: "Tomorrow, I will tell the tribe members who go out to pick yams, let them go to the bushes to dig yams."

"Patriarch, the best season for picking yams should be the cold season." Chang Xia said. Yams are usually harvested in November and December. Considering that the Dusk Forest is different from the earth, she is a little uncertain.

"Long summer, you can pick them at this time of year. The yams in my basket were picked two days ago. They taste soft and glutinous, very good." Nuan Chun said.

Chang Xia picked up a yam and looked it over.

Nuan Chun was right, the yam did not germinate, and the reed head did not grow bulbils. Chang Xia suddenly thought of ginkgo fruit all year round, and suddenly lost all thoughts.

"Then let's stew some yam with meat for a taste." Chang Xia didn't struggle any more, and decided to add another dish for noon.

Upon hearing this, everyone agreed and agreed.

I learned that there is something delicious at noon.

Xylophone Nanfeng took over Chang Xia's job of cooking fried meat and asked Chang Xia to prepare lunch.

Nuan Chun stuck out her stomach and followed Chang Xia. In her words, she wanted to learn from Chang Xia. Whether you go back to the tribe to teach the tribe, or go home and do it yourself, it is a very timely choice.

After listening, Chang Xia didn't stop Nuan Chun's decision to help.

Let Shen Rong go to Baihu Lake to get fish and shrimp, and Chang Xia took Nuan Chun to pick up and clean up the food sent by the tribe. Except for a part of the meat, the rest is all made into fried meat.

Wild vegetables, rhizomes.

These are what Chang Xia most wants to search for.

Sure enough, she quickly found the baby.

Pepper, Chang Xia found a fist-sized bell pepper. Picking it up, a pungent smell came over my face, Chang Xia smiled very happily.

To be a vegetarian all year round, for Chang Xia who grew up in southern Shonan, it was simply inhuman.

After finding chili, she quickly found spices such as prickly ash and cinnamon. Among the wild vegetables, Chang Xia found cabbage and radishes. She was not surprised, after all, she had eaten them all. It's just that the cabbages and radishes in the Dusk Forest were twice as big as the ones she had seen before.

"What's so choking?" Nuan Chun covered her mouth and nose, took two steps back, and said in surprise, "This taste is more pungent than ginger and garlic, Chang Xia, are you sure it can be eaten?"

Vaguely, she seemed to see a witch using this thing as medicine.

As for the taste of Nuanchun, I feel terrible even in retrospect.

"Chili, this taste is spicy. Next to it are peppercorns and tangerine peel, which can be used in dishes." Chang Xia excitedly said. Praise the tribe, it seems that some people in the tribe like to hoard like themselves.

It's just that she was surprised that there would be peppers in this season.

The prickly ash and other things are dry, and they should have been picked and hoarded by a certain tribe.

The cabbage and radishes are wilting, and one can tell that they were collected and stored in the cold season last year. In comparison, fresh wild vegetables taste better at this time.

However, Chang Xia didn't dislike it at all.

Naturally, the more food, the better.

When the kiln is built, she must get more cellars.

Listening to Chang Xia's explanation, everyone in the distance smiled. Although they were curious about how Chang Xia knew all this, no one really asked.

"Chang Xia, do you still eat fish balls at noon?" Nan Feng asked.

Chang Xia shook his head, waved the chili peppers and other things in his hands, and said loudly: "At noon, we eat boiled fish."

As he spoke, Chang Xia couldn't help swallowing.

Spicy and delicious boiled fish, soft and delicious yam stew, fried meat and wild vegetables. Then ask Shen Rong to make a barbecue, and the fish and shrimp will be stewed and steamed directly.

Soon, Chang Xia decided the menu for the noon meal in his mind.