Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Xylophone, I didn't bother Xiao Changxia." Pukang justified, took out a beast bag from his arms, waved it a few times, and explained: "I'm looking for her because I want to give her a gift, really. Xylophone, You have to trust me."

While explaining, Pu Kang played the xylophone.

Jamie! ! !

He absolutely does not want to see Jamie.

That kind of female is more terrifying than a witch.

If Xylophone really told Yami what happened today, he would never want to be lazy in the future, let alone sleep late in the tribe.

Xylophone froze.

The arm was pulled by the elder Pukang, unable to struggle.

Elder Pukang's wailing was like thunder, and Xylophone's face showed pain. The unscrupulous Elder Pukang is really scary, who can save her?

Xu is God has eyes, Chang Xia walked over.

Chang Xia walked over with his face twisted, this scene was really eye-catching.

A majestic tribal elder, messing around with an underage cub. Fortunately, all of them were members of their own family, so the embarrassment was not thrown outside.

"Grandpa Pukang, what gift did you bring me?" Chang Xia smiled, and put his hand on the back of Elder Pukang's hand that was pulling the xylophone, and flicked it lightly. With a clever force, Elder Pukang's hand holding the xylophone was flicked away.

"Huh?" Elder Pukang let out a startled moan, and looked at Chang Xia in amazement.

Xylophone withdrew her hand, crying out in pain.

She didn't pay attention to what happened just now.

"Grandpa Pukang, where's the gift?" Chang Xia spread his hands and asked for the gift. She doesn't want to reveal her strength yet, at least until her physical fitness catches up. Otherwise, if you are really being exercised by the elders of Pukang, your life will definitely be worse than death.

Pu Kang looked suspicious, did he perceive it wrong?

thinking.

He handed the animal bag in his hand to Chang Xia.

"Little Changxia, this is Grandpa Pukang's treasure. No one else in the tribe has it except me." Pukang had a big heart, so he didn't bother to think about it if he couldn't figure it out. Instead, he stared eagerly at the animal bag in Chang Xia's hand, swallowing carefully.

It can be seen that he attaches great importance to the contents of the animal bag.

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Chang Xia's expression changed slightly.

She didn't rush to open the animal bag and sniffed it.

A faint sweet smell came from the animal pouch.

sweet, sugar?

"Chang Xia, quickly open it and have a look."

In the distance, Nanfeng Nuanchun stopped their movements one after another and walked towards Changxia.

"Okay." Chang Xia replied.

After the words fell, she untied the animal bag. Pour out a few yellow particles about the size of your fingers, and the sweetness is emitted from these yellow particles.

"Elder Pukang, what is this?" Nanfeng asked curiously.

Look, not like gravel and stone.

Gemstones are not like that either.

The yellow particles are not smooth and the gloss is average.

"Little Changxia, try it." Pu Kang grinned, held a yellow granule and fed it to Changxia's mouth, explaining: "It's sweet, although it's not as sweet as honey. But this one is also delicious. !"

No no!

Chang Xia opened his mouth and took the yellow granule.

Soon, a faint sweetness filled the entire mouth.

"Sugar!!!" Chang Xia said in surprise.

Hearing this, everyone was excited immediately.

"Candy, honey?" Nan Feng squeezed over, reaching out his hand to eat.

Elder Pukang stretched out his hand and slapped it, then waved his hand, "This is for Xiao Changxia, Nanfeng, don't mess around."

"Nanfeng, this is not honey." Chang Xia looked seriously at Elder Pukang and asked, "Grandpa Pukang, where did you pick these yellow particles?"

The yellow granules are sugar, somewhere between hard candy and soft candy.

If you have to say it, the yellow particles are more like solidified syrup.

If she guessed correctly, it should be some kind of tree sap or syrup that is naturally evaporated and condensed, completely natural.

"Red Leaf Ridge.

"Pukang said.

Chang Xia is unfamiliar with the word Hongyeling.

However, the xylophone He Yun beside him was no stranger.

Hongye Ridge is a mountain in the south of the Heluo Tribe. This mountain has many tall deciduous trees, which are different from shrubs.

In addition to picking wild vegetables and mushrooms, the tribe will go to the mountains.

Few clansmen would pass by at ordinary times.

This time, the elder Pukang revealed a big news.

Xylophone and the others were immediately excited.

Sugar, there is no orc who doesn't love it.

From the elders of the tribe to the young cubs, everyone loves sugar and is addicted to sweets.

"Xylophone, where is Hongye Ridge?" Chang Xia excitedly asked.

Xylophone took a deep breath and explained: "Hongye Ridge is to the south of the tribe, and it will take half an hour in the past."

"Half an hour, that's not too far away." Chang Xia said, "Mum Xylophone, I want to visit Hongye Ridge."

The sap of birch, maple, and palm trees can all be condensed into syrup. In terms of taste, maple sap has a higher sugar content and tastes a little better.

However, no matter what kind of tree.

It all means that the Heluo tribe will be able to eat candy in the future, delicious and sweet candy.

Chang Xia licked the corner of his mouth, wishing he could fly to Hongye Ridge immediately.

"Little Chang Xia, my barbecue is ready..." Pu Kang looked at Chang Xia quietly, and clasped his hands to remind Chang Xia not to forget his barbecue. After all, the gift was given, and Chang Xia couldn't starve him.

The excitement of everyone in this room died down in an instant.

Sugar or not, the most important thing at this moment is to prepare food for the elder Pukang.

"Chang Xia, let's go to Hongye Ridge tomorrow." Xylophone said decisively.

Chang Xia looked at Elder Pukang, rested his mind, nodded and said, "Okay."

Afterwards, Chang Xia's thoughts fell on Hongye Ridge.

I don't care much about cooking.

With the help of Elder Pukang, Shen Rong quickly dissected the black-horned bull. Marinate, then grill.

Chang Xia cut out a few pieces and made them into fried steaks.

Then season with sour pulp, ginger and garlic, etc., simmer slowly over low heat, and stew a pot of beef cattle.

Cold noodles, fruit powder pancakes, barbecue, roast chicken, roast duck and so on. All kinds of food were brought to the long table by Chang Xia and the others. Elder Pukang grinned and ate with big mouthfuls.

Beside the table, the three tits watched this scene in horror.

"Sister Changxia, why is Elder Pukang so good at eating?"

Listening to the chickadee's question, everyone was silent.

Not to mention tits are curious, who in the Heluo tribe doesn't want to know why the elders of Pukang can eat so much?

"Hey--" Elder Pukang laughed loudly.

"For a powerful totem warrior, the first thing to do is to learn to eat and eat more. Only by eating enough can you become stronger."

That's right, this is the explanation of the elder Pukang.

Almost everyone in the Heluo tribe has heard this sentence from him.

Elder Pukang is very strong, no one knows how strong he is.

However, Chang Xia listened to a word that Gen had inadvertently said.

Elder Pukang, standing on the top of the Dusk Forest.

"Sister Changxia, I still want to eat." Wuliu said loudly.

Chang Xia looked down and landed on his bulging belly, stepped forward and patted it twice, and said speechlessly: "Wu Liu, you eat again. The little belly is about to burst, get up and take a few steps to digest and digest."

With the help of Shen Rong Xylophone and the others, Chang Xia would not be paralyzed from exhaustion.

When their arms were sore and almost unable to lift up, all the ingredients they prepared were made into food and served on the long table in front of Elder Pukang.

Tired and hungry, Chang Xia felt drained.

Not a drop left.

Alone, Elder Pukang ate a whole head of black-horned ox, and countless chickens, ducks and fish. Plus a hundred catties of cold noodles, and countless servings of fruit powder pancakes.

That's not a lot.

It is almost the meal of forty or fifty people.

After all, the elders of Pukang are free to eat, and it is estimated that they can easily finish eating two or three times.

However, they were exhausted.

"Is it gone?" Elder Pukang still couldn't finish it, licking the gravy from the corner of his mouth with regret.

Chang Xia waved his hand and said in a bad mood, "Elder Pukang, goodbye."