Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"You wash slowly, I'll go to the Wayao." Shen Rong said.

He helped cut the root of the root into the stone pot, and filled the stone stove with firewood. The Fu tribe explained that the longer the root of the root is stewed, the more fragrant the stewed sauce will be.

According to preliminary calculations, it takes about one hour to stew the flavor root.

This hour is long enough to wash peppers, ginger, radishes and other things in warm summer and spring. Today, Chang Xia decided to marinate everything that can be marinated, and blanch those that cannot be marinated to make dried vegetables.

The most indispensable thing in the warm season is wild vegetables.

It is necessary to take advantage of the season to dry a lot of dried wild vegetables, so that you can eat all kinds of delicious dried wild vegetables in the cold season. Thinking about it, Chang Xia watched Shen Rong walk out of the tribe, and said to Nuan Chun, "Nuan Chun, Songshan was picking wild mushrooms at that time?"

"I want to pick more wild mushrooms and dry them for hot pot in winter. The taste is very delicious. Unfortunately, there are no bamboo forests near the tribe, and no bamboo forests have been found in other tribal territories. Otherwise, dry some dried bamboo shoots and use them to fry bacon in cold season , the taste is also unique."

"Marinated bamboo shoots, stir-fried beef with sour bamboo shoots, mixed with sour bamboo shoots."

Speaking of hot pot, when Chang Xia thinks of wild mushrooms, he inevitably thinks of bamboo forests. And the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, whether they are spring bamboo shoots or winter bamboo shoots, taste very delicious.

"Songshan Stone House, the tribe picked a batch of wild mushrooms. If you want to eat wild mushrooms, the tribal warehouse has a lot of them. If you want to pick wild mushrooms, you have to wait a little longer." Nuan Chun said.

She was very curious about the bamboo shoots Chang Xia talked about.

Chang Xia mentioned bamboo forests and bamboo shoots more than once.

The tribe not only misses the bamboo shoots in Nuanchun, but also other tribesmen.

This is also remembered by the leaves of the Wizard's Temple in the Holy Mountain of Karna.

In Su Ye's mind, he vaguely seemed to have seen a bamboo forest somewhere in the Dusk Forest. However, the impression was not deep, and Su Ye couldn't recall it.

"bamboo forest--"

"Patriarch Root has asked many orcs."

"Unfortunately, it seems that the orc tribes/tribes who came to the White Lake business district to participate in the exchange activities have no news of the bamboo shoots for the time being."

finished listening.

Chang Xia looked regretful and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Why is there no bamboo forest in such a big forest?

Is there no bamboo forest in the Dusk Forest, which grows on the Qinghai Plateau?

She asked Shen Rong, and Shen Rong also didn't know about bamboo, nor had he seen any plants similar to bamboo. This made Chang Xia even more puzzled and puzzled. Is bamboo so scarce and rare?

"Maybe, when I have a chance, ask the Bird Clan or the Fish Clan?" Chang Xia said.

Nuan Chun nodded, and said, "Ask for the Birds and Fishes. They will show up at the Normandy Fair next year. It would be a good time to ask them."

Chang Xia nodded.

However, she was thinking in her heart.

Will the big market in the coming year be in Normandy?

Chang Xia thinks that the White Lake business district is actually quite suitable. In the long cold season, the tribe doesn't have to worry about whether there is enough food, so it takes the opportunity to expand the tribe, and then it will be used to entertain the orcs, birds and fish from afar. Isn't that great?

think about.

Chang Xia made up his mind that one day he would go to the tribe to have a chat with the root patriarch.

If he also has this idea, talk to Su Ye again.

In an instant.

After the two washed the peppers and ginger, there were still radishes, sprouts of Kira grass and some vegetables left unwashed.

Shen Rong came back with a rattan basket filled with clay pots.

Followed by two old people, Liuhe and Mushan. The two also carried rattan baskets with clay pots in them.

"Grandpa Liuhe, Grandpa Mushan."

Chang Xia Nuan Chun got up and called out the names of the two old people kindly.

"Chang Xia! The pork cheek and stewed chicken that you asked Shen Rong to send are so delicious." Liu He nodded kindly, and greeted Chang Xia Nuan Chun. Soon, the topic turned to lo mei.

Mu Shan said: "If this pork cheek and stewed chicken can be drunk with sweet potato wine, it will be so delicious!"

Puff!

Chang Xia couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

Dare these two come here to ask about sweet potato wine?

"Grandpa Mushan, don't worry, the sweet potato pulp is still fermenting. When the fermentation is complete, I will let the tribe steam the wine in a pot." Chang Xia explained with a smile.

Calculating the time, the fermentation time of sweet potato pulp is approaching.

No wonder Liuhe Mushan couldn't help but come over to test it out. Chang Xia was both funny and bitter seeing the two old people's gluttony.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This sentence applies no matter where you put it.

People like the bird clan and the fish clan are short of wine, but they can drink more or less.

The orcs in the Twilight Forest are much more miserable, and the price of exchanging wine is high. Even if the Twilight Forest is rich in supplies, it cannot withstand such consumption.

He had no choice but to choose not to drink it. Every pot of wine was probably a treasure of the tribe. Non-sacrificing, dare not mention the word wine at all.

After all, even the Sacred Mountain Sorcerer's Hall of Karna is short of alcohol, so the situation of the entire Twilight Forest orcs can be imagined. Can't complain, when Chang Xia told him that golden rods, corn and sweet potatoes can make wine, the orcs would be so excited and fanatical.

The orcs in the Dusk Forest have been looking forward to wine for too long!

At the same time, it also gave Chang Xia a deeper understanding of the knowledge blockade of the Gangwa Continent. On the same continent, the development of the eastern and western continents is completely different. Although the western continent is developing rapidly, considering the harshness of the slave system, Chang Xia thinks that sometimes it is a good thing to be backward? !

"Chang Xia, which day will you steam the wine?" Liu He asked quickly.

Putting the rattan basket in the courtyard of the cave dwelling, staring eagerly at Chang Xia. The fiery eyes made Chang Xia a little scared.

Although Mu Shan didn't make a sound, the look of expectation in his eyes was self-evident.

"It depends on the fermentation of the sweet potato pulp—" Chang Xia said frankly.

The fermentation is good, and the smell of wine is released. Naturally, the pot can be set up to distill sweet potato pulp. If the fermentation is not complete and the yield of wine is low, even distillation will not yield much wine.

Recently, Chang Xia would go to the shooting range to check the sweet potato pulp every now and then.

It did smell slightly alcoholic, but not enough.

However, Chang Xia didn't know about the situation of sweet potato pulp in the tribe. The xylophone is watching over there, and because the clansmen value sweet potato wine, if they can really smell the strong smell of wine, xylophone will definitely come to inform Chang Xia.

"Chang Xia, should we check the sweet potato pulp?" Liu He suggested.

squeak --

Just as Chang Xia was about to reply, the courtyard door was pushed open.

Xylophone came in from the outside, she looked at Liuhe Mushan with black lines all over her head, and said, "Chang Xia, don't listen to them. The sweet potato pulp will have to wait another three to five days. It doesn't matter if you take it now or not." .”

The group of drunkards in the tribe asked xylophone three times a day for sweet potato pulp.

The xylophone got a headache from being bothered.

Just now, she learned that Liuhe Mushan came to deliver clay pots to Changxia.

Xylophone immediately knew something was wrong, and the two of them would definitely encourage Chang Xia to check the fermentation of sweet potato pulp. She checks twice a day to see if the sweet potato pulp has fermented, can xylophone know?

I don't know what these drunkards are thinking, she has to confirm it again and again.

"..." The two of Liu He laughed and looked around, but they didn't dare to look at the xylophone. Apparently, in the tribe no less was said of the xylophone.

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