Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Nanchun, bring a can of sweet potato wine back to Shankun." Shen Rong unpacked and washed the distiller's equipment, while Bai Qingxiling squatted next to the water tank to scoop up water to rinse.

As dusk approached, Shen Rong asked Nuan Chun to bring home a can of sweet potato wine.

Leave the rest to him and Bai Qing to clean up.

When Chang Xia got drunk, he was drunk for half an afternoon. At this moment, she was still snoring a little while lying on the babu kang bed, and the blush on her red face had not completely dissipated.

"Okay, I'll go first." Nuan Chun replied.

Picking up a can of sweet potato wine, he walked briskly back to his cave. She plans to send the sweet potato wine home first, and then go to the tribe to pick up the twins.

Shan Kun recently went hunting, counting the time.

It's time to go back to the tribe today.

"Bai Qing, you go to the shed to catch two white-legged chickens, and I will cook white-footed chicken soup for you tonight. Smoked chicken takes time, and the old white-footed chicken is too hard to eat. Let's drink white-footed chicken soup tonight! I Get you some more skewers, okay?" Shen Rong moved the washed distilled wine utensils to the stone bench in the wooden shed to dry, and after the water was drained, he moved them into the nearby wooden shed to collect them.

"Brother Shen Rong, is there any braised meat?" Xiling asked excitedly.

It was a rare opportunity to raise conditions, and Xiling couldn't bear to miss this opportunity.

Mu Ning pouted, looking at Yuri and Shuka behind them who were staring at them. Since Xiling Mu Ning became Bai Qing's partner, she spent less time with the tribe Yuri and the others.

"Pork head meat and braised large intestine, delicious!" Yuri whispered.

Shuka nodded, and added: "Grandma Wu gave me some last time, and it tasted delicious! Brother Shen Rong, can you ask sister Changxia to make braised pork head meat and pig offal?"

Last time, Chang Xia marinated two sets of pig viscera and pork cheeks for the tribal elders.

Granny Wu and the others were not stingy, and shared some with the tribe's beast cubs. Yuli Shuka had eaten it, and he was thinking about that bite.

"I'll go to the kitchen to have a look—" Shen Rong said.

They had just returned from Weishan Holy Land, and they had been busy distilling sweet potato wine. Shen Rong didn't know whether there was stewed stew in the stew pot in the kitchen.

"There are stewed meat and chicken in the pot. You want to eat pork cheeks and pig offal, can you stew it tomorrow?" Shen Rong pulled the stewed pot with a hook, and there were delicious stewed meat and chicken stewed in the stewed pot. And some bone meat.

It smells, very fragrant.

Bai Qing said: "Yuri, we will go to Woye to headhunt wild boars tomorrow, and then we will ask Chang Xia to help us stew them. It's too late today, let's eat stewed meat and meat!"

"Okay." Yuri said happily.

Shuka also nodded happily, and said: "I can do it. There are too few lo mei in the tribe, and there is not enough to eat every time." They are small and can't compete with their own father and mother.

"Let's go, let's go to the shack to catch the old white-legged chicken." Bai Qing waved his hand and called his friends to run towards the shack. Just caught two white-footed chickens, Bai Qing and the others went to five people.

Shen Rong had black lines on his face, but he didn't stop him.

Looking at the sun in the sky, Shen Rong planned to go back to the bedroom and call Chang Xia to get up. He lowered his head and smelled the smell on his body, the smell of alcohol was too strong.

Shen Rong turned around and went into the kitchen, lighting a fire to boil water.

I can't wear this dress, it smells like alcohol.

Mmm!

Chang Xia supported his head, opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed, his head was so drowsy that he didn't wake up, and he seemed to have slept for too long.

"Shen Rong—" Chang Xia shouted.

Shen Rong said, "I'm lighting a fire to boil water in the kitchen."

"Have you finished steaming the sweet potato wine?" Chang Xia walked slowly to the water tank, fetched water, washed his face with cold water, and finally felt a lot better with his dazed head. He saw the five of Bai Qing come back from the shack playing around.

"The sweet potato pulp has been steamed, and the remaining distiller's grains are packed in wooden barrels. Tomorrow, let the tribe move the distiller's grains to the farm in Woye to feed the livestock in the farm." Shen Rong said.

Chang Xia said: "Yes, feed a little less each time."

"Chang Xia, you're awake!" Bai Qing skillfully killed chickens with a knife and bled them. Xi Ling walked into the kitchen and asked Shen Rong if the hot water was boiled, planning to burn the chicken feathers.

"Wake up." Chang Xia nodded and asked, "Do you want to drink white-footed chicken soup tonight?"

"Yes, Shen Rong agreed." Bai Qing said.

"What else to eat?" Chang Xia asked curiously.

Hearing that Shen Rong agreed, Chang Xia couldn't help but asked again, probably because Bai Qing and the others were not allowed to drink, and they asked Shen Rong for compensation.

The tribe is busy distilling sweet potato wine tonight, so I'm afraid they can't control them.

"Grilled skewers and lo mei." Bai Qing said.

Yuri said: "We will go hunting in Woye tomorrow, and brother Shen Rong promised to give us braised pork cheeks and pig internal organs."

"Yuri, do you like braised pork cheeks and offal?" Chang Xia asked in surprise.

"Grandma Wu ate it for us last time, and it tasted delicious!" Shuka licked the corner of his mouth, reminiscing about the lo mei he ate last time, which was more fragrant than other lo mei.

Take a look.

Mu Ning and the others all nodded.

This surprised Chang Xia a bit.

"Okay! You bring the things here, and I'll marinate them for you." Chang Xia said cheerfully. Everything is stewed, and the pork cheek tastes really good.

"Bai Qing, I've marinated the fresh meat for the skewers. Prepare to kill the chicken, and I'll take a shower." Shen Rong carried water and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes.

Chang Xia sniffed it.

"You smell too much alcohol, go wash it off quickly." Chang Xia said, "I'll make white-legged chicken soup, and have golden stick corn porridge or pancakes at night?"

I've been eating a lot of noodles recently, and I don't really want to eat them at night in Changxia.

Unfortunately, the weather is too hot.

She wanted to make steamed buns or something, but she couldn't make more.

If you do too much, it is also easy to break.

"Pancakes."

"I want pancakes too."

Bai Qing and the others spoke one after another, choosing more pancakes.

They always feel that drinking porridge is not fun.

In fact, this is not the case in Changxia. She wanted to eat white rice, but she couldn't find any rice in Dusk Misty Forest yet.

etc--

No rice, she has sweet potatoes, corn and golden sticks, which can steam a pot of brown rice. Although the taste is not very good, but when there is no choice, this option is still very good.

"I decided to eat brown rice tonight, and pancakes later." Chang Xia said excitedly, "Before I always made porridge, but I forgot about brown rice. Brown rice tastes ordinary, and it tastes good once in a while. "

Shen Rong entered the bathroom.

Bai Qing and the others looked at each other, curious about brown rice.

However, looking at Chang Xia's excited appearance, it is obvious that there is no meaning of explanation.

So, they could only pretend to understand, and squatted down to pluck the feathers after the white-footed chicken was scalded. Brown rice or something, when you eat it at night, you will know it naturally.

Steaming brown rice is easy, and Chang Xia goes to the cellar to get sweet potatoes.

There are still some sweet potatoes left over from the last time I made sweet potato pulp. The golden sticks and corn are not much, but dozens of meals of brown rice are still enough.

Half a child, poor father.

Chang Xia thought about it, and deliberately took more sweet potatoes, golden sticks and corn. Wash the sweet potatoes and cut into pieces. The golden bar is threshed, and the corn is husked. These are quite strenuous, Chang Xia directly called Bai Qing and the others to help.