Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

Click!

Then, there were crisp clicking sounds everywhere.

Along with the clicking sound, there was also a strong fragrance.

“The fried eggs are so fragrant and delicious!”

"It's much more fragrant than boiled eggs. I haven't eaten such delicious bird eggs?!"

"Chang Xia, don't you want to eat?"

Everyone sat around the table, snoring and eating.

Nanfeng glanced at the roasted bird eggs in Chang Xia's hand, she had tasted very good roasted bird eggs. But compared with the fried eggs in the mouth, it is a bit worse.

Nan Feng couldn't figure out why Chang Xia liked to eat roasted bird eggs, and he also showed a devout and grateful expression. Don't they eat different baked eggs? But, isn't it just a matter of throwing the eggs into the stove and eating them as soon as they are cooked?

"I'm full, you eat slowly." Chang Xia waved his hand and replied.

She didn't have Nanfeng's huge appetite. After eating so much in the morning, Chang Xia felt like he couldn't take two steps, and he was about to vomit.

"What are you eating? You can smell the aroma from afar, and you're so hungry."

"It smells so good!"

"Patriarch, why don't you call us if there is something delicious?"

Hearing the sound, it should be Nuan Chun and the others coming. The cave is not far from the animal den, so it's normal for the smell to spread. Besides, no matter how beautiful the cave dwelling is, it won't take too much time to go around a few times.

"He Yunlai, how about a bowl for each person to taste first?" Xylophone didn't hesitate, got up to add powder, soup, fried eggs, minced meat and other toppings, as if she had done it countless times.

All the females in He Yun are neat people, so they didn't nag any more.

Step forward and take the freshly squeezed rice noodles.

Find a place or sit or squat, and eat one by one.

Compared with Yundong and the others, He Yun's female movements are a little gentle.

In an instant.

The fine powder stuffed by Yundong and the others was eaten clean.

Everyone looked aftertaste and stared at Chang Xia with bright eyes. After eating and resting for a while, Chang Xia led Nanfeng to start cutting meat, preparing to make fried meat from several baskets of meat brought by Kong Shan and the others. At night, let Kong Shan bring it back to the tribe.

"Chang Xia, is this raw rice noodle made from ginkgo fruit?" He Yun asked pleasantly.

Chang Xia smiled, put down the beast knife, nodded and said: "Yes. The stuffed dough is made of ginkgo powder and then fermented into a dough. This is not difficult. He Yun, you guys If you want to learn, I can teach you, just like building a kiln. However, there are bags for making dough for fermentation; the rest."

listen.

Everyone was overjoyed.

"Chang Xia, what do you want us to exchange?"

"No need to exchange, I will teach you directly."

The tribe helped a lot in building the kiln.

Besides, when she first studied ginkgo, besides being greedy, she wanted to benefit the tribe. Unfortunately, the production process of dry powder is complicated, and further research is needed.

"The patriarch—"

"Listen to Chang Xia."

In two sentences, the root decides the matter.

After all, sometimes the distinction is too clear, but it seems alienated.

After eating raw rice noodles, He Yun and other females surrounded Chang Xia, helping to make fried meat, while asking Chang Xia for various methods and techniques of fruit noodles.

Nanfeng Nuanchun has recently brought new food back to the tribe from Changxia.

Over time.

The clansmen were fascinated by it, and they all learned from it.

However, there is time today. Naturally, they are not willing to miss, in addition to the various methods of fruit powder, such as the preservation of meat and bird eggs, as well as the picking and eating of wild vegetables. There are all kinds of things, and the clansmen are always happy to ask Chang Xia for questions.

before noon.

The few baskets of meat that Kong Shan and the others brought were made into fried meat, and they were stored in clay pots until they cooled completely, and then covered with wooden lids.

This can be stored for a long time and is very convenient to eat.

Chang Xia is busy making fried meat here.

The physical work of stuffing the dough was taken over by Yundong and the others. When Chang Xia finished cooking the fried meat, all the more than a hundred catties of dough balls were made into fine powder, which was still stored in a powder sieve.

before noon.

Shen Rong returned with a full load.

Everyone carried several prey, among which Yadong carried two big geese. It is very similar to the big white goose that Chang Xia knew, two or three times bigger. One, weighing about forty or fifty catties, is definitely a big goose.

"Chang Xia, what do you think I hunted for you?" Yadong said loudly.

While speaking, he kept shaking the big white goose in his hand.

Under the pain, the big white goose yelled "Goose Goose Goose". He opened his mouth and pecked at Yadong's thigh. The painful Yadong changed his face.

"Goose, where did you hunt it?" Chang Xia said happily.

Seeing the goose, a dish of big goose stewed in an iron pot flashed in her mind. There is no iron pot in the animal den, and stone pots can also be stewed, two, just enough to stew in one pot.

"There is a shoal in the upper reaches of the White Lake, similar to the White River Beach. These two geese were caught there. Besides the geese, there are also many bird eggs." Shen Rong said gently.

Put down the five or six pheasants in your hand. These pheasants have their legs bound, so they don't worry about running away when they are placed on the ground.

"Chang Xia, can these sharp-billed beasts be eaten?" He Yun squeezed forward and looked at them.

Chang Xia said: "Eatable. The big ones are called geese and white geese. The smaller ones are ducks, white ducks and gray ducks. It seems that there are many wild ducks inhabiting Baihu Lake. The most colorful ones are chickens. These small Birds can be raised by clipping the feathers from their wings. I plan to build a shed among the reeds beside the White Lake and raise some chickens, ducks and geese..."

nowadays.

Nanfeng and their cave dwellings were built.

It just so happened that many people came from the tribe today, and Chang Xia directly revealed the idea of ​​raising them. Ever since he was a child, Chang Xia has always spoken surprisingly.

In the past, the clansmen classified these as beast cubs.

However, with the construction of kilns in Changxia, fruit powder is used to make a variety of foods. The tribe gradually understood that Chang Xia's words were not aimless.

"Chang Xia, do you need help?" Root asked.

This time he didn't obstruct, and directly asked Chang Xia if he wanted to help?

What is feeding, I don't know at all.

He just knew that Chang Xia would not harm the tribe.

"Patriarch, no need." Chang Xia said happily.

Nanfeng patted his chest, and said bluntly: "Chang Xia, how many chickens, ducks and geese do you want to raise, I will go and catch a few more for you. When you are ready, remember to treat me to eat."

"Ha ha!"

Suddenly, cheerful laughter sounded all around.

Obviously, the clansmen were all entertained by Nanfeng's thick skin.

The clansmen didn't say anything about Chang Xia's idea of ​​breeding, but the females like He Yun kept it in their hearts. They will not decide what to do until they have tasted the chicken, duck and goose. For now, don't worry.

Chang Xia rolled his eyes at Nan Feng, and then turned his eyes to Shen Rong.

"Shen Rong, take Yadong and the others to Baihu to dispose of chickens and ducks, and clean up these two geese. We will make a hot pot feast in advance, and the clansmen are welcome to come and visit."

She feels that there is no communication, which is more convincing than a meal.

If one meal doesn't work, then two.

"Chang Xia, do you want to eat beggar chicken at noon?" Nan Feng said happily.

She didn't feel Chang Xia's white eyes at all. Hearing that she asked Shen Rong to go to Baihu to deal with chickens and ducks, she was immediately excited.

Beggar chicken, Nanfenghui Tribe made it by hand.

It's a pity that the taste is not as good as Chang Xia's.

"Yes." Chang Xia nodded, and continued: "In addition to beggar's chicken, we have stewed goose in stone pot at noon."