"Shen Rong, I'm going to trouble you." Chang Xia said softly.

Bai Qing took Nanfeng and other orcs to the Horubad Basin to exchange wild fruits, and the tribe wanted to hunt and pick, plus the opening of the Baihu commercial area.

There are not many people staying in the tribe, and Shen Rong is the main force to smoke more smoked chicken. Killing the chicken, dissecting the chicken and disposing of the internal organs, all of these had to be done by Shen Rong.

"It's not a trouble." Shen Rong shook his head lightly, he understood the reason why Xylophone Ranggen arranged for his tribe to go to Woye to catch pheasants. The white-legged chicken is produced in the salt lake of the holy mountain of Kanna, which is a fact recognized by the orcs in the evening forest.

Bai Qing was able to hunt white-footed chickens because of his status.

Because of the relationship between Changxia and Baiqing, the Heluo tribe secretly ate white-legged chickens, and no orc would talk too much. However, if it is eaten with great fanfare, it will definitely attract dissatisfaction from some orcs. As the saying goes, don't worry about scarcity but unevenness.

Xylophone is afraid that the smell of smoked chicken will attract the prying eyes of foreign orcs on Baihu Street.

I just wanted to smoke some ordinary smoked chicken as a substitute, and send it to the Baihu business district for everyone to try.

Here it comes.

It can not only cover up the white-footed chicken, but also deepen the relationship with the foreign orcs.

"Killing chickens is very simple."

"Besides, there are Baiqing and the others to help."

Not to mention killing small poultry like white-footed chickens, orcs are better at hunting huge prey, like wild boars and bison.

"I'm not going to nag, you guys should kill the white-footed chicken quickly. I'll prepare more stew and seasonings. Looking at the expression of the snail, it looks like I want to do a big job." Chang Xia laughed, Push Chang Xia to leave, let him go back to the shack to slaughter the white-legged chicken.

It is best to wait until the batch of pheasants that Gen arranged for the tribe to catch arrives.

The white-legged chicken can be blanched and stewed, and smoked on a thatched grate. It can also be steamed in a steamer, but the heat permeability of the grate is better.

Before Changxia, thatched poles were often used to pad the bottom of the steamer, so that steamed buns and steamed buns would be cleaner. The steamer woven in the cave is made of vines, which is strong and compact, and relatively speaking, the heat permeability is poor.

Pushed gently by Chang Xia, the corners of Shen Rong's mouth rose slightly.

Follow the strength, step over the threshold and walk towards the shack.

In the past, Tianluo Liushan and the others would joke a little or two, making fun of Changxia Shenrong for being too sticky. However, at this moment, they all lowered their heads and were busy rubbing salt cubes, so there was no time for teasing.

"Chang Xia, the water is boiling. Are these white-legged chickens directly boiled in the pot?"

Half an hour passed.

All the salt blocks piled up in rattan baskets turned into salt crystals, sealed in animal skin bags and moved into the cellar to be stacked neatly.

The snail, Liushan and other females couldn't wait to wash their hands, and took over the work from Shen Rong. Of the hundreds of white-legged chickens, 76 were slaughtered, and the rest were temporarily locked up in the shed. After the batch of white-footed chickens were processed, they were slaughtered and used to cook white-footed chicken soup at night.

"Yes, blanch the water first."

"After blanching, rinse with clean water."

"Then add flavored root sauce, stew, scallion and ginger, etc. After boiling over high heat, simmer slowly for half an hour on low heat. When it comes out of the pot, add salt."

With sugar in his mouth, Chang Xia stood over the stone bench, not approaching the stone stove.

With his mouth open, he instructed the snails how to blanch the white-legged chicken. There are more than 70 white-legged chickens, and even five stone stoves with full firepower cannot blanch all the white-footed chickens at once.

However, the snails and the others are nimble.

When Xylophone came back from Tribe/White Lake Street, half of the white-footed chicken had been blanched, fished out, and waited to be stewed to taste.

"You guys are so fast!" Xylophone said in surprise.

Chang Xia pouted at Tianluo and replied, "I am so anxious, Tianluo! She can't wait to make the smoked chicken right away in the blink of an eye."

"Her! Mostly she is thinking about Golei, and wants to wait for Golei to go back to the tribe and make smoked chicken for him. The tribe dotes on their mates. If your snail mother dares to be the second, no one will dare to snatch the first place." Xylophone poof With a bared smile, he made fun of the snails.

In private, there is no less talk about snails.

Said that the xylophone didn't care about her, and the snail made some delicious food for Goley, and sewed some new animal skin clothes. Well, well, as long as Goley is in the tribe, the xylophone can hear the chatter every now and then.

Similarly--

Other tribes in the tribe will also have the same discussion.

"Xylophone, what nonsense are you talking to Chang Xia and the others?" Tian Luo was slightly embarrassed and smiled. She had no other thoughts, but thought that Golei had worked too hard outside, and when he got home, Tianluo wanted to leave the best for him.

So, as their cubs.

As soon as Yadong became an adult, he moved away from the animal den at home.

Faced with his greasy father and mother all day long, Yadong felt that his eyes were going to go blind.

"You are eager to learn how to make smoked chicken from Chang Xia, don't you want to make it for Ge Lei?" Xylophone rolled her eyes and asked back.

Tian Luo pursed her lips, smiled lightly, and argued: "Gory went to the forest hard and dangerous. Isn't it right that I want to make smoked chicken for him? Besides, every time you learn to cook new food from Chang Xia , Aren’t you still thinking about Patriarch Gen?”

Oh wow——

The snail Eminem really dare to say.

Chang Xia didn't know about other orc tribes.

However, Changxia of the Heluo Tribe really likes it very much.

The tribe is united and friendly, and the partners have good discussions and good feelings. There are very few quarrels, even if the quarrels are innocuous and trivial, just talk about it and it will pass.

The Tiger Clan of the Yuanhu Tribe learned that the other four tribes were all married to the Heluo Tribe, so they beat the orcs of the Hu Clan a lot in private. Let the male/female be bolder, and try to make the Yuanhu tribe marry the Leopard tribe as soon as possible.

Because of the simple things, the Yuanhu Tribe's reputation has deteriorated a lot.

If he doesn't find another chance to board the ship of the Heluo Tribe, Patriarch Tago worries that the Tiger Clan will become the weakest tribe among the six tribes in the future.

Chang Xia told Xylophone that soybeans can make sauce, and Xylophone Tonggen chatted with the tribal elders. Soon after, Gen revealed to the Yuanhu Tribe that soybeans can be used to make sauce.

When the head of the Tago family heard the news that soybeans could be used to make sauce, he immediately promised that the Yuanhu tribe would send 100,000 catties of beans to the Heluo tribe every year regardless of whether the sauce was made successfully or not. If soy sauce is successfully produced, the soy sauce of the Heluo Tribe will be contracted by the Yuanhu Tribe.

If Chang Xia knew about this, she would definitely say to be kind to others and convenient to herself.

"Xylophone, don't look at Tianluo who usually doesn't talk much. Whenever it involves Golei, she is especially good at talking." He Yun laughed and looked at Tianluo nervously.

Peers, who doesn't know who?

Liu Shan didn't dare to speak, fearing that the flames of war would burn on her.

Chang Xia covered her mouth and snickered.

It turns out that the serious xylophone Eminem also has such an interesting side in private.

While chatting, the orcs kept moving.

Wait for Nuan Chun to bring the twins who woke up from a nap.

Almost thought I was in the wrong place.

"Stewing chicken soup so early?" Nuan Chun asked in surprise.

Seeing Tianluo Heyun busy in front of the stone stove, she thought she was cooking chicken soup with white feet.

Chang Xia smiled lightly and explained: "This is making smoked chicken. There is no rush to stew the white-legged chicken soup. After the smoked chicken is ready, I will slaughter the old white-footed chicken and stew the soup."

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