MTL - Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom-Chapter 11 Fried meat and vegetables

"Changxia, can rattan shoes also be taught to the tribe?" Gen asked.

The three walked into the animal den and couldn't wait to ask about the rattan shoes. In his hand he held a pair of woven rattan shoes, which he had woven for the xylophone.

Chang Xia dipped the animal hide in water and washed his face.

"Yes." Chang Xia said: "Rattan shoes, in addition to weaving with thin rattan, can also be woven with thatch or reed/pampa reed, compared with thin rattan. Straw sandals woven from thatch and reed should be softer. "

"Okay, I'll try it later." Gen clapped his hands, very happy.

"Chang Xia, what did you eat in the morning? It's delicious." Nan Feng made a fire and added water to the clay pot on the stove. Suddenly smelling a seductive fragrance, he immediately raised his nose and asked Chang Xia.

Hearing this, Gen turned around and looked at Nanfeng.

In fact, he smelled it earlier than Nanfeng.

Very fragrant, very different from the taste of barbecued and stewed meat. It was like the smell of burnt oil splashed on the flames, and it smelled very greedy.

"In the morning, Shen Rong cooked barbecue." Chang Xia said.

After a while, she seemed to remember something. After washing his face and hanging the animal skins to dry, he pointed to the clay pot in the deep corner of the animal nest and said, "You sent half a piece of meat yesterday, I was worried that it would spoil if you didn't finish eating it. Last night, you left and I let me Shen Rong cut the meat into pieces and made it into deep-fried meat directly. Go take a look and smell it, is it that smell?"

Yesterday, Nan Feng left the tribe with half a fan of meat.

Root is informed.

The prey was hunted by Nanfeng alone, and he guessed that Nanfeng would send the meat to Chang Xia, after all, his family was not short of meat.

Actually, if the south wind hadn't brought the meat over yesterday.

Other tribesmen of the tribe, it is estimated that some people will come over.

Chang Xia was raised by the tribe, and the clan people were reluctant to let her go hungry. Nanfeng took the initiative to bring the meat over, but the other clansmen did not come.

"Yes, that's the smell." Nan Feng lifted the lid, smelled the oily aroma of the fried meat, and said excitedly, "Chang Xia, how did you make this fried meat?"

"Cut the meat into pieces, pick out the fat and boil the oil first. Then put the meat in and fry, remember not to fry too dry, the degree of half-cookedness is just right. Finally, when the oil temperature is cold, pour the oil and the fried meat together. Store it in a clay pot, and when you want to eat it, you can just take it out and cut it up and eat it." Chang Xia said, carrying the bowl over and taking out a few pieces of fried meat.

"Noon, I'll fry wild vegetables with fried meat for you."

"Patriarch, fried meat can be preserved for a long time. This season is not suitable for bacon, and fried meat is a very good choice."

Bacon, suitable for the cold winter and twelfth lunar month.

At that time, the weather became cold, and after the meat was marinated, it was dried naturally. Of course, it's different if it's smoked meat. However, the taste of smoked meat is not as good as that of naturally dried bacon, and the taste is not so good.

"Chang Xia, you wait—"

Geng listened and hurriedly reached out to stop Chang Xia's tirade.

Nanfeng also heard a different meaning. Without making a sound, Quietly took the wooden bowl in Chang Xia's hand and handed it to Gen.

Gen took the bowl and carefully looked at the fried meat in the bowl.

The serious face is a little bit of joy and complexity. He is not blind, he naturally understands the meaning of fried meat.

"Chang Xia, you're doing well." Gen slapped Chang Xia's shoulder heavily a few times, and the appearance of fried meat gave the tribe a way to preserve meat during the warm season. Arguably, deep-fried meat excites Gen more than fish balls.

Orcs feed on meat, and fish meat is also meat.

However, fish cannot replace other meats.

Deep-fried meat gave Geng a bright hope.

With fried meat, plus the bacon that Chang Xia said. In the future, the tribe will no longer have to worry about eating meat. The warm season is rich in prey. If the tribe can store enough fried meat, bacon, etc. in the warm season, they will no longer have to cut back on food in the cold season.

Geng pressed Chang Xia and let her sit aside to rest.

What to do, let Nanfeng do it directly. He asked Chang Xia to talk about fried meat and bacon, and by the way, he talked about building a kiln.

When Shen Rong came back with the basket on his back, he saw Chang Xia sitting and eating wild fruits.

In the animal den, one root and Nanfeng are cleaning wild vegetables, and the other is cutting fried meat. The wild vegetables were cleaned up by the xylophone and brought by the father and daughter.

"Changxia—" Shen Rong shouted.

Chang Xia stood up and walked over with a clean chopping board.

The animal den is not big, so many people can't turn it around. She planned to let Shen Rong chop fish and meat outside.

Geng drained the washed wild vegetables in a rattan basket and walked towards Shen Rong. He stuck his head out and looked at the fish and shrimp in the basket.

"Changxia, can you eat these too?" Gen asked curiously.

Reaching out and holding a river shrimp, his eyes swept across the river crab beside him. There are quite a few of these little guys in Baihe. The tribe can't even catch the beast cubs, the smell is heavy, and they will pinch their hands. Most importantly, less meat.

"Patriarch, these river prawns and crabs are edible." Chang Xia said.

Nan Feng stretched out his hand, stared at the river prawn in Gen's hand, swallowed, and said, "Father, the prawns are delicious."

River crab, she hasn't eaten it yet.

However, look at Chang Xia's happy expression.

Nan Feng guessed that the crab must be as delicious as the shrimp.

"Patriarch, in addition to fish, shrimp and crabs in the river, such as mussels, snails, loach, etc., these are all edible." Chang Xia said excitedly.

She saw a lot of small water holes by the lake before.

In addition to loach, there may also be eels in the cave.

These seemingly inconspicuous little guys taste very good.

Sure enough, we should speed up the collection of ginger, onion, and garlic. At the same time, it can also allow the tribesmen to live a good life earlier.

"Chang Xia, tell this to the tribe. The tribe will help you build your kiln." Gen is not the kind of person who takes advantage of his own children, so he didn't wait for Chang Xia to elaborate. He waved his hand and said the promise.

There is a lucky baby named Chang Xia in the tribe.

Root has a feeling that the tribe doesn't even go out to hunt.

With the geographical location of the tribe, the White River is enough to feed all the clansmen.

"Patriarch, is this okay?" Chang Xia looked at Geng stupidly, but for a while, he didn't come back to his senses.

Nanfeng thought.

After a while, she agreed with Gen's proposal.

Chang Xia gave these things to the tribe and asked the tribe to help build the kiln. This was indeed a good deal.

Shen Rong didn't say anything, just chopped the fish quietly.

The kiln described by Chang Xia was completely different from the animal den, and Shen Rong could not guarantee that it would be built. Now, with the tribe joining in, he was indeed relieved.

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"Actually, I'm selfish." Gen looked at Chang Xia with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Chang Xia pondered for a while.

Soon, she guessed Gen's "selfishness".

Kiln, she talked to Gen about kiln just now. A building different from the animal den, it can provide shelter for the orcs from wind and rain, and can also resist animal attacks to a certain extent.

Just listening to Chang Xia's description, I could hear too many benefits.

"The patriarch is referring to the kiln, right?" Chang Xia smiled and looked at the root.

"Father, do you want to build a kiln?" Nan Feng was slightly startled, surprised.

Shen Rong has a sharper sense of smell than Nanfeng. When Chang Xia told him about the kiln, he knew Chang Xia's plan. She should have a deeper plan than the religious people making fish balls.

After all, the kiln has many benefits, especially Changxia's love for the tribe.

It is impossible for her to hide and not say anything.

"The kiln is really like what Chang Xia said. It is obviously better than the animal nest. In the warm season, the tribe is safe, but in the cold season, there is still a certain danger in the animal nest." Gen said seriously, the Heluo tribe is strong, and there are few Beasts dare to attack the tribe.

However, everything is just in case.

Besides, there is a lot of rain in the rainy season, and the animal den is prone to leaks. In the cold season, in addition to worrying about the sneak attack of the beasts, I am also afraid that the beast den will be crushed by the ice and snow...

"The clansmen are used to living in animal dens and building kilns... They may not be willing." Nanfeng spoke cautiously, just like the bird clan used to build nests, and the fish clan lived on water.

Everything has its own set of rules for life.

Gen smiled and said, "When did I say that I would let the tribe build a kiln?"

"Then..." Nan Feng looked confused.

Chang Xia patted Nan Feng's arm and said calmly, "The patriarch wants me to build a kiln first. The clan people feel that the kiln is comfortable to live in, so the clan leader will naturally speak up without the need for the patriarch to speak."