Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Chang Xia, you don't need to intervene in the grinding of salt." Xylophone waved her hand and chased people away. He almost didn't speak out and asked Chang Xia to go back to his room for an afternoon nap.

Rubbing salt cubes with hands, this job can't be done in long summer.

Unless you find a tool to smash it and then crush it. However, with this smashing skill, the xylophone and the others rub their hands faster.

Chang Xia twitched the corners of his eyes.

She often feels that she is a bit out of tune with the tribe and the clansmen, so it turns out that she is not perverted enough.

The block of salt is hard, like a rock.

Rubbing with bare hands, is this something normal orcs can do?

oh!

This kind of strength is necessary for the orcs of the strong clan, so it's okay.

She, ah!

Even if he becomes stronger, he is still weak and thin in the eyes of his tribe.

"Just leave it to me and Shen Rong to slaughter the white-legged chickens." Bai Qing solemnly patted his chest and promised to slaughter a few white-footed chickens, and it will be done in minutes. Take a knife, wipe your neck, and it will be done in ten seconds.

"I'm going to season—" Chang Xia said.

Take a nap, forget it. This day, don't put a cold stone in the room, so Chang Xia can wake up with heat after sleeping for a while. The cellar needs cold stones to keep fresh, and the only cold stones that have been vacated are placed in the small living room in Changxia. I will make it when the third batch of ginkgo is harvested, and I will make some seasoning to make smoked chicken."

The sweet potato wine has not been distilled, so it is impossible to use wine to remove fishy smell and enhance flavor.

The stew is easy to solve. Before making braised meat, Bai Qing got back a lot of medicinal materials. The stew only needs to go to the pharmacy to pick and prepare it. The trouble is the tea leaves, which the tribe does not have, but when brewing herbal tea, a kind of leaves called cool leaves are added. The cool leaves are chewed like six or seven tea leaves, and they also have a faint sweet taste.

"Smoked chicken, do you still need seasoning?" Xylophone was slightly startled, surprised.

Chang Xia paused and asked, "How does the tribe make smoked chicken—"

She remembered that she didn't seem to have asked the tribe how they made their smoked chicken. Similarly, Shen Rong didn't ask her.

Is the smoked chicken of the tribe directly smoked?

this question.

In an instant, all the orcs were stunned.

"Just like bacon, the slaughtered chickens are rinsed and salted, and then smoked with firewood." Xylophone explained that the food storage of the orcs has always been so simple and crude. However, in previous years, the bacon had to wait until the third harvest of ginkgo fruit.

It's too hot this season, and the smoked chicken is easy to break if it's not done well.

Xylophone wanted to remind Chang Xia, but she didn't make a sound when she thought about Shen Rong saying to slaughter a few for trial. When it breaks, it breaks. The tribe can afford to waste a few white-legged chickens.

"Uh!" Chang Xia was startled and coughed.

see.

Everyone immediately understood that the smoked chicken made by Changxia was different from that of the tribe.

If it was the same, Chang Xia's expression would not be so weird.

"Chang Xia, is this wrong?" Tian Luo asked curiously.

Chang Xia shook his head and nodded again, and said, "This method is suitable for the early cold season, which is when the third batch of ginkgo fruit is harvested. Now I use this method to make smoked chicken. I am afraid that the smoked chicken has already tasted before it is smoked. It's broken and can't be eaten."

One said.

Xylophone and the others laughed out loud.

It turns out that Chang Xia is not stupid, but they are the ones who are stupid.

"Chang Xia, what other way do you have to make smoked chicken?"

"Yes! You tell us,

I am a bit greedy for bacon. I have eaten up the bacon hoarded in the tribal warehouse last year. If I want to eat it again, I can only make it in this cold season. "

Immediately, xylophone and other females stared at Chang Xia.

In the past, the xylophone was the most delicious barbecue made by the tribe, and the bacon made from the snail, there is nothing that the tribe would not like to eat. Every year, the bacon is dominated by snails, but this year Changxia taught many new ways to eat food, which opened the eyes of the people.

"Let me talk about the method of smoked chicken first. If the snail mother thinks it can be done, try to make bacon with the method of smoked chicken." Chang Xia tilted his head, thinking that the method of smoked chicken should also be suitable for making smoked meat Meat.

"Shen Rong, when you slaughter the white-legged chickens later, try to choose young chickens. Old hens or something like that are more delicious when boiled in chicken soup. Remember, you must choose young chickens, which are small white-footed chickens."

"Other than that, I will use ginger and garlic, weizon sauce, stew, sugar, and cool leaves."

"It's a pity that the sweet potato wine hasn't been distilled yet. Otherwise, adding some sweet potato wine to remove the fishy smell and enhance the flavor will make the smoked chicken taste even better."

Chang Xia was talking.

Tian Luo took shorthand seriously, thinking about going back to the cave to make bacon.

"Chang Xia, why don't you make some bacon too?" Xylophone said. From the corner of the eye, she glanced at Tian Luo's serious face, living together for decades, how could she not know what Tian Luo was thinking?

If you want to make smoked chicken in Changxia, it is not a big deal to simply make a few pieces of bacon together.

Feel tired or hard, there are so many of them, they are always available to help.

"Bacon—" Chang Xia paused slightly, and it's not impossible to make it. Done well, I can give some to Lao Yuan when I go to Weishan Holy Land tomorrow. If Shen Rong goes to the Erdos Swamp, he can also bring some dry food with him. The disadvantage of cooked food is that it cannot be stored, and everything else is fine.

"Shen Rong, is there any fresh meat in the cellar?"

"Yes, there is half a fan of pork in the earthen jar."

"Cut a few pieces, and make it with the smoked chicken later. You and Bai Qing choose white-footed chickens to slaughter, and I will go into the cellar to cut the meat and prepare the seasoning."

As soon as the xylophone player rubbed it, the salt block in his palm turned into salt crystals and fell into the animal skin bag.

"Chang Xia, go prepare the seasonings, and let me do the cutting of the meat in the cellar. By the way, the meat should be cut into larger pieces or smaller pieces." Xylophone said crisply.

"One piece of three to five catties." Chang Xia replied.

Originally, about one catty is the best, whether it is stewed or smoked, the speed can be faster. However, considering the weight of the white-legged chicken, Chang Xia chose to let the xylophone cut the meat into about three to five catties.

"Okay!" The xylophone responded.

She gave the snails and other females a wink and told them to speed up the grinding of salt. After the salt block is ground, they can free up their hands to help Chang Xia make smoked chicken and smoked meat. What Chang Xia said just now is obviously different from the tribal bacon.

This way, they can eat smoked chicken and smoked meat anytime.

Properly used, the orcs no longer have to worry about the loss caused by the rot and damage of the prey in the early stage of the warm season.

"Yushan, let's hurry up." Tian Luo said.

Liu Shan and other females nodded one after another, Xiling and the others didn't need to be urged at all, they rubbed their hands quickly, almost seeing afterimages.

Smoked chicken, listen to Chang Xia's practice.

The stomachs of Xiling and the others couldn't help gurgling.

Without him, want to eat.

Next, the salt block wrapped in the leaves of the big-leaved tree in the rattan basket decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. The salt crystals in the leather bag next to it increased rapidly.

"I heard from Sister Changxia that this smoked chicken can be eaten after cooking?" Mu Ning blinked and said suddenly.

Instantly, all the orcs looked at Mu Ning.

Mu Ning's face froze, her whole body tensed up, did he say something wrong?

"Tian Luo, what do you think of Mu Ning's words?" Liu Shan said softly. When asking, he couldn't help sliding his throat twice, swallowing his saliva.

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