Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"You guys—" Chang Xia shook his head lightly and sighed.

Fortunately, she decided not to explore the unknown land. With the crazy energy of the clansmen, if she didn't return to the tribe today, they might want to go to Weishan Holy Land to pick her up. This is outrageous!

hey-hey!

The clansmen smiled foolishly.

It's just that besides being naive, this smile is more about anticipation and excitement.

"Chang Xia, it's Chang Xia."

"Don't get in the way, let Shen Rong take Chang Xia back to the cave."

Stepping into the Baihu Cave, the clansmen besieging Huanhu Road retreated one after another, giving way to Shen Rong and others. When his eyes touched Yuanqing Yuanbai, he was full of excitement.

"Patriarch, you take Yuanqing Yuanbai back to the tribe to settle down. They will live in the tribe for a while." Chang Xia crawled out of the nest and pointed at Yuanqing Yuanbai. She didn't say the exact time, her eyes flickered. A strange color flashed across his eyes.

The old ape really promised Chang Xia to let Yuanqingyuanbai settle in the Heluo tribe, awesome!

"Yuqing Yuanbai, follow me to the tribe. The other orcs get out of the way. Changxia just returned to the tribe and needs to rest." Gen said coldly, waking up the excited tribe. At the same time, warn Snake Snake and other clansmen to go back to Baihu Street and wait for the news.

This moment.

Only the beasts thought of Chang Xia's overnight journey, and they were probably tired.

If you want to drink sweet potato wine, you can have it in the afternoon at the earliest.

think about.

All the orcs came to their senses, dispersed, and did not pester them any more.

"Go, leave first."

"Don't disturb Chang Xia, come back after she has rested."

The people of the tribe expect the sweet potato wine to be authentic, but they are not the kind of people who mess around. After being scolded by Gen, they all understood, yelled and left in twos and threes.

"Huhu!" Chang Xia panted lightly, and said, "The clansmen are so enthusiastic! I can't bear it."

"They are all looking forward to drinking sweet potato wine—" Bai Qing said.

Chang Xia ignored Bai Qing's hints, and said directly: "Light up a fire to boil water, I want to take a bath. I'm a little hungry, look at making some breakfast."

Shen Rong rolled up the small nest with the wolf's tail, and put Chang Xia on the square table of the gazebo.

Chang Xia thumped, jumped off the square table, and walked towards the bedroom. She has a petite animal body, and she can't pile the animal fur coat on her neck like Shen Rong and the others. It is inconvenient to change between the two forms, so she can only go back to the bedroom to restore her human form, and then put on the clothes.

"Shen Rong, do you know how to distill sweet potato wine?" Bai Qing leaned forward and whispered.

Shen Rong nodded and shook his head, and replied: "I don't understand."

I don't understand, why are you nodding? Bai Qing looked at Shen Rong in a daze, with question marks on his face.

"Chang Xia told me about the drinking utensils. I don't understand how the wine utensils can distill sweet potato pulp into sweet potato wine." Shen Rong explained, fetching water to wash his face and hands by the water tank, "When Chang Xia rests, she will naturally We will arrange to distill sweet potato wine, don't worry."

"Shen Rong, tell me...what does the wine taste like?" Bai Qing asked curiously while washing his face.

Shen Rong was silent.

What does the wine taste like? How should I answer this question?

He drank, but was not addicted to alcohol. He has drank all the wines of Xilu, neither likes nor dislikes.

Wine is wine.

"It's hard to say—" Bai Qing said in surprise.

Shen Rong said: "Wine is just wine. You will know when you drink it."

Bai Qing raised his face with a question mark again, which meant that he didn't say anything, he had seen Shen Rong's ability. Chang Xia came from the bedroom fully dressed, pulled her hair up high, moved her limbs, and fetched water to wash.

"Distill sweet potato wine in the afternoon and sleep in the morning."

Chang Xia glanced at the distilling utensils piled up in the wooden shed, and yawned with his mouth open.

After the hot water is ready, Chang Xia goes into the bathroom to take a bath. Shen Rongbaiqing prepared breakfast, Chang Xia took a shower, ate something, and went back to bed directly.

"I'll go back to my room for a break. You go to the tribe and tell me about the distillation of sweet potato wine in the afternoon." Shen Rong rinsed the bowls and chopsticks, gave Bai Qing instructions, wiped off the water on his hands, and went back to the bedroom.

Bai Qing responded and happily went to the tribe.

Orcs at this age are full of energy.

Staying up late is easy on them.

"Go to sleep!" Shen Rong took off his shoes, went to bed, and hugged Chang Xia into his arms.

Chang Xia opened his eyes,

Ask in a low voice: "I thought you would go to study distilling equipment—"

"Don't worry about that. I'll ask Bai Qing to go to the tribe and tell the patriarch Gen to distill sweet potato wine in the afternoon so that they won't worry." Shen Rong explained.

After chatting for a few words, the two hugged each other and fell asleep.

noon.

Shen Rong opened his eyes first.

Just let go of Chang Xia, planning to get up.

"What time is it?" Chang Xia asked.

Shen Rong said: "It's noon."

"Get up!" Chang Xia got up, bowed his waist, his limbs were sore from sleeping in the cage, and he felt uncomfortable everywhere.

open the door.

I saw many people sitting or standing in the courtyard of my cave dwelling.

After going out in the morning, Chang Xia Shen Rong was not surprised, and waved his hands proficiently in greeting.

"Long Xia, all the distilling utensils have been specially washed."

"We brought all the sweet potato pulp from the shooting range here."

"You scoop the sweet potato pulp into the stone pot, and after I wash my face, I come over and set up the distilling equipment, and we will start distilling the sweet potato wine directly."

Chang Xia didn't say anything, and pointed to the clay pot filled with sweet potato paste.

Let the tribe scoop sweet potato pulp into the stone pot. Chang Xia was afraid that the operation would not be done properly for the first time, so he didn't plan to pour all six tanks of sweet potato pulp into the stone pot for distillation.

"He Yun, come—" Xylophone said.

She called Shanghe Yun to help scoop up the sweet potato pulp, while the other females looked on.

Here pour the sweet potato slurry in the pottery jar into the stone pot, Chang Xia cleaned himself up, followed by Shen Rong and walked towards the stone stove in the wooden shed.

"Shen Rong, put on the distilling utensils." Standing next to Chang Xia, he directed Shen Rong to carry each piece of distilling utensils, and put them on the stone pot in order. When the tribe was asked to make distilling equipment, Chang Xia deliberately explained that the size must be made according to the size of a stone pot. This way, you don't have to worry about inappropriateness.

as expected.

"Wow! It's amazing." ..

"It turns out that the distilling equipment is installed in this way. It's really hard to imagine without Chang Xia."

"Chang Xia, is this all right?"

After the people of the clan finished watching, Chang Xia set the xylophone on fire.

The clansmen sat around the stone stove, and even the scorching sun above their heads couldn't quench their anticipation. Time passed by little by little, and suddenly there was a soft ticking sound from the clay pot placed next to the stone stove...

"Chang Xia!" The xylophone played violently, looking at Chang Xia in surprise.

Chang Xia took the pottery bowl that was placed on the long table in advance, uncovered the wet towel on the pottery pot, took a sip of sweet potato wine with the pottery bowl, smelled it, the smell of the wine was very strong, slightly pungent and tangy. Come.

"Who wants to taste it?" Chang Xia asked softly holding the pottery bowl.

She originally wanted Shen Rong to taste it, but there were dozens of clansmen sitting in the courtyard of the cave dwelling, and Chang Xia couldn't be partial.

Xylophone took the pottery bowl and said neatly, "I'll do it."

The others who spoke slowly watched the xylophone take over the pottery bowl enviously, swallowing their saliva, hoping to wait for their turn.

"Smell, very fragrant." Xylophone excitedly said.

The taste of sweet potato wine is better than that of Yuzu Shaobai.

Chang Xia said that he would exchange jade ornaments for the Niaozu's ice crystal grass, and Muqin thought sweet potato wine was more suitable. Alcohol, no one will hate it.