Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Chang Xia, do you want to cut the peppers?"

"Cut. It's easier to eat when cut open, and it's more refreshing to eat."

Chang Xia holds a knife, and there is no specific way to cut peppers, either horizontally or vertically, no matter how you cut it. At the same time, prepare some garlic and garlic slices.

Ginger does not need to be cut, washed and drained.

Then mix it with sauce and salt in a certain ratio, and put it in a clay pot to marinate directly.

Radishes, and other stem vegetables, can be pickled in two ways. One is pickled with soy sauce, and the other is made into sour radish.

Chang Xia didn't struggle, she chose to do both.

The only trouble is, it must be distinguished when it is ready to put. In order not to take the wrong one when eating.

On the stone stove, the root of the taste is stewed until soft.

The strong aroma of sauce spreads quickly.

"The flavor of this soy sauce is stronger than that of soy sauce fruit." Nuan Chun said. Fragrant, viscous, smelling the taste, you know that the quality of this soy sauce is absolutely unmistakable.

Chang Xia smiled and said, "It has the root of flavor. I don't have to worry about making soy sauce. I'm really relieved." Soybeans can be used to make soy sauce, but the problem is that Chang Xia doesn't know how to use soybeans to make soy sauce. Making soy sauce is not as complicated as making wine. Chang Xia wanted to open his mouth a few times before and tried making soy sauce.

However, Nai He couldn't figure out how to start.

So, I can only endure it.

Now, with the taste root of the Fu tribe, Chang Xia is really relieved.

"Stuffed sauce——" Xylophone was slightly startled, and said in amazement.

Chang Xia was slightly embarrassed, and said softly: "Soybeans can be used to make soy sauce, but I don't know how to make it."

"It's okay, I'll ask my clansmen to help me figure it out." Xylophone said generously.

The tribe exchanged a lot of beans with the Yuanhu tribe, including soybeans. Soybeans can be used to make sauce, so naturally you have to try it.

"Chang Xia, soybeans can be used to make sauce, can you tell the Tiger Clan about this?"

After a while, xylophone looked up at Chang Xia.

Soybeans are a specialty of the Yuanhu tribe, and the six tribes advance and retreat together. The other five major tribes are more or less busy with their careers, and only the tiger tribe is left.

If things go on like this.

Xylophone worried that Yuanhu tribe would feel uncomfortable.

"Yes." Chang Xia nodded, and said, "Xylophone, can you ask the Tiger Clan to try the sugar and wine making methods to see if you can make soy sauce?"

Unfortunately.

Other than that, Chang Xia couldn't make any more suggestions.

After speaking, Chang Xia looked at Shen Rong.

Shen Rong spread his hands and said aloud: "Don't look at me, I don't know how to make sauce. The Yuan family started with cloth, spinning and weaving. I can tell one point one two three, but making sauce is nothing I can do."

In the west, the aristocratic families attach great importance to skills.

Even if they are disciples of their own family, they don't necessarily know their own skills.

"The Yuanhu Tribe is rich in soybeans, and soybeans can be used to brew soy sauce. Let the Hu clan slowly explore, and maybe let them brew soy sauce that day." Xylophone said with a smile. Before, there was no direction to think about, but now Changxia gave the direction. As long as the tiger family is willing to part with soybeans, why not find a way to make soy sauce?

"Chang Xia, listen to the xylophone Eminem." Nuan Chun echoed.

If Chang Xia knew everything, they would feel a headache. Because even witches can't do everything,

Before Changxia was omnipotent, the Heluo Tribe was quite worried.

Now, Chang Xia worries about how to make the sauce.

On the contrary, Xylophone and the others felt relieved.

After the root is boiled, it melts directly into a thick and fragrant sauce.

Chang Xia asked the trio of xylophones to chop peppers and radishes, and she made a sieve with Kirab to fish out the scum of the root that remained in the sauce.

Then scoop the sauce into the earthen basin and enjoy the coolness.

Once the peppers and other things are cut, they can be marinated at any time.

"Shen Rong, someday I have time to go to the salt lake, there is not much salt left at home." Chang Xia came out with a salt jar and said.

In the past six months, there has been a lot of marinating at home.

He also distributed a portion of salt to Nanfeng and the others. The salt blocks they brought back from the salt lake were almost eaten up.

"How much salt is there in the salt pot, enough for a few days?" Shen Rong asked.

Chang Xia said: "Three to five days."

"I'll go to the Salt Lake tomorrow." Shen Rong said.

The xylophone is not playing, and there is salt in the tribal warehouse. She could bring over a jar of salt at any time, but judging from Shen Rong's intentions, she obviously wanted to fetch the salt by herself, so the xylophone simply didn't speak.

"In Changxia, there is a kind of pheasant called white-footed chicken near the salt lake. It is big and delicious. Shen Rong went to the salt lake to get salt. If you encounter white-footed chickens, remember to catch some white-footed chickens and return to the tribe." Nuan Chun said .

The white-footed pheasant is a unique pheasant near the salt lake in the holy mountain of Kanna.

This kind of pheasant likes to eat salt blocks and haunts the area around the salt lake all the year round. The holy mountain of Karna is the territory of witches, and the orcs will not enter or leave the holy mountain of Karna except for salt.

If you want to hunt white-footed chickens, you can only go to the salt lake to get salt.

At the same time, if there are tribal elders following them, they will not allow the hunting of white-legged chickens. This time, Nuan Chun heard that Chang Xia asked Shen Rong to fetch salt. Nuan Chun encouraged Shen Rong to hunt the white-footed chicken while watching the xylophone's face.

"Is there a pheasant in the salt lake?" Chang Xia looked bewildered. The last time she and Shen Rong went to the salt lake to fetch salt, why didn't they meet a white-footed chicken?

Xylophone glanced at Nuanchun, and replied: "Yes. The white-footed chicken lives in the forest near the salt lake, and occasionally enters the salt lake to peck at the salt block. The white-footed chicken tastes best when it is dried or smoked. You were very fond of it when you were young. I like to drink white-footed chicken soup, so Wu Bian told the tribe that we will go to Salt Lake to catch white-footed chickens for you every three to five days..."

Chang Xia doesn't remember this.

However, the xylophone still remembers it very clearly.

White-footed chickens eat salt all the year round, and the chicken naturally has a salty taste.

When cooking chicken soup, you don’t even need to add salt, just stew it directly, and the taste will be very delicious. This white-footed chicken lives in the salt lake of the holy mountain of Kanna. Orcs usually dare not hunt and kill it when they enter the salt lake to get salt.

Nuan Chun knows that white-footed chicken tastes good.

It is also thanks to Chang Xia's love of eating when he was a child. Unexpectedly, after many years, Nuan Chun still misses the white-footed chicken.

"Why don't I know—" Chang Xia was confused.

Nuan Chun chuckled and said, "When you were young, you didn't like to eat barbecue, and you needed to be coaxed to drink soup. This white-legged chicken soup is one of the few. You don't need to coax you, you will take the initiative to drink the soup. It tastes delicious. !"

"..." Chang Xia sneered, why didn't she know that she was so difficult to deal with when she was a child? Could it be that Xylophone Nuanchun remembered it wrong!

She has always been approachable and will eat whatever she gives.

Picky eaters and so on are all fake, illusions.

"Xylophone, can white-footed chickens be hunted?" Shen Rong asked.

Xylophone coughed, and whispered: "Be careful. Every plant and tree in the holy mountain of Kanna belongs to the witch, and the orcs can't just pick or hunt things there."

"Okay, I'll remember." Shen Rong said seriously.

Be careful, meaning it can be hunted.

However, instead of being aboveboard, it is best to do it in private and quietly.

"Are there many white-footed chickens in Salt Lake?" Chang Xia asked.

Nuan Chun said, "There are quite a lot."

"Shen Rong, you go to the Salt Lake to fetch salt tomorrow, and call Bai Qing." Chang Xia Li said. They can't hunt and kill the prey in the holy mountain of Kanna at will, Bai Qing follows and lets him do it. In this way, even if it is seen by foreigners, there is nothing to say.

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