MTL - Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom-Chapter 1295 hit rice cake
"The window grilles are cut really well, how did the color become red?" Su Ye stared at the window grilles on the window, and immediately fixed on that touch of red.
Chang Xia smiled lightly.
I knew that Su Ye would definitely notice the red window grilles.
The clothes worn by the orcs in the Dusk Forest are very simple. The wolves have been busy researching dyeing Kirab recently, and plant dyeing is the easiest. At the same time, this is also the property that Su Ye took out from the ape clan.
pity.
Progress has been limited.
nowadays.
When Su Ye saw the red window grilles, she seemed to see hope.
"The tribe found it." Chang Xia said: "It's a plant like a cockscomb. I crushed its flowers and squeezed it into juice, and then soaked white paper in the juice. Soak it for several hours, and finally put the dyed white paper Take the paper out to dry."
"It sounds very simple."
Su Ye murmured in a low voice, and then asked, "Chang Xia, have you drawn this plant?"
"Don't worry, mother-in-law, I have all the collections." Chang Xia said calmly.
Painting, she doesn't just paint. He also asked the clansmen to collect all these plants. It is related to whether they can wear beautiful clothes in the future. When Chang Xia collected them, he was very careful.
For fear of missing any plant.
"It's good to have a collection, I'm afraid you will forget it. This plant can dye white paper, and it must also dye Kirab..." Su Ye said excitedly.
Chang Xia smiled, nodded, and said: "I have contacted the Sirius tribe, and I have told the wolf tribe about these plants. The wolf tribe also collects plants that can be dyed. Next year, we should be able to wear other colors clothing."
Su Ye let out a long sigh.
Come to Dusk Forest for a hundred years.
She is almost used to wearing animal skins all day long.
Otherwise, I heard that I can wear different clothes.
Su Ye felt a little uncomfortable, but she was mostly happy in her heart.
"I want to wear red—"
Bai Qing laughed and said.
He didn't wear red clothes, looking at the red window grilles, Bai Qing thought the red clothes were very beautiful.
heard the words.
Chang Xia burst out laughing.
Wanting to wear red clothes, Chang Xia can only say that Bai Qing's idea is really "brave".
"Red clothes?" Su Ye looked at Bai Qing, a young boy who had just grown up, showing a handsome face in the future. The boy coincided with the age when male and female could not be distinguished, so it was really appropriate to wear red clothes at this age.
"Okay! When the wolves dye the red Kirab, I'll buy cloth for you to sew red clothes." Chang Xia promised.
If Bai Qing wants to wear it, then do it.
"real?"
"real."
"Chang Xia, when you make clothes, remember to make one for me."
Su Ye smiled.
Red dress!
She remembered that when she was just an adult, the patriarch personally put on a red cloak for her. That cloak is now in the Kanna Holy Mountain Wizard Hall, but the red cloak has been placed at the bottom of the box by Su Ye.
Duskwood orcs wear animal skins.
How could she have the nerve to wear clothes made of silk and cotton?
now.
With the help of Changxia, the Sirius tribe mastered the weaving of Kirab. Now that a plant that can be dyed has been discovered, Su Ye is looking forward to the opportunity to wear clothes made of beautiful cloth woven and dyed by the orcs of the Twilight Forest in the near future...
"Zai Zai, Zai Zai wants it."
On the low stool, the cub was not to be outdone.
The little body jumped up and down, waving its little claws, reminding Chang Xia and the others not to forget her. She also wants nice clothes.
"Okay, okay, we want it too." Chang Xia replied.
noon.
Shen Rong started to steam the dumplings.
Chang Xia was drinking **** milk tea.
After a busy morning, the smell of oily smoke filled his nostrils.
At this moment, Chang Xia felt like he didn't want to eat anything.
Su Ye and the others had a good appetite. They filled half a pot with the stewed meat bones and prepared the sauce by hand, intending to dip it in the sauce and eat it directly.
At the same time, all kinds of fried goods were placed in bowls on the long table in the small living room.
"Chang Xia, do you eat steamed dumplings or something else?" Shen Rong asked.
It doesn't take much time to steam the dumplings, just wait for Su Ye and the others to bring the food they want to eat on the table. The steamer on the stove started to steam, and a faint fragrance began to diffuse from the kitchen.
Chang Xia shook his head lightly, supported his forehead and said, "You guys eat, I'm so tired. I'll sit and rest for a while, and when I'm hungry, I'll make some more casually."
The smell of oily smoke has been smelling for a long time.
Chang Xia felt tired and flustered.
Not to mention eating, just smelling the smell of oil, I couldn't help but want to vomit in my throat.
Why!
I knew it would be like this.
Fried goods should be fried separately and not crowded in one day.
correct.
In the afternoon, I will also fry some tofu.
think about.
Chang Xia felt the desire to vomit more strongly.
"What's wrong with you?" Shen Rong asked worriedly.
Chang Xia said: "I've smelled the oily smoke for a long time, and I feel a little sick to my stomach. Help me get some pickled fruit made by Nanfeng, and I will eat some pickled fruit to suppress my stomach."
"Okay, you wait." Shen Rong said.
After the words fell, he quickly ran towards the cellar.
There are many pickled fruits made by Nanfeng in the cellar.
Nanfeng has always been generous to Chang Xia, regardless of the quantity of pickled fruits, he would send a bunch of pickled fruits to Chang Xia. Calculating the consumption rate of Chang Xia's side, basically when the food is almost finished, Nanfeng will send some more.
Compared with fresh wild fruit.
The pickled fruit made by Nanfeng tastes really good.
Chang Xia likes to eat.
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Eating, it is more delicious than simple canned food.
"What are you going to blow up this afternoon?" Su Ye hugged the cub and walked towards the small living room. At the same time, ask Chang Xia if there is anything left to do.
Chang Xia said: "The fried tofu has not been fried yet. The tribe sent some plates of tofu. I plan to fry some fried tofu. When eating hot pot, fried tofu, crispy meat and fried dumplings can be cooked together, which is convenient and simple."
"The rice cakes are delicious—" Bai Qing interjected, and muttered, "making rice cakes is very fun, but unfortunately I haven't seen them this year. Changxia, can I still make rice cakes? Zai Zai said that freshly made rice cakes are especially delicious when dipped in sugar—"
While talking, Bai Qing couldn't hold back and licked his mouth.
This said.
Even Su Ye forgot to ask about fried tofu.
"Chang Xia, what's the matter with making rice cakes?" Su Ye asked curiously.
"The sieved fruit powder is steamed in a steamer, then poured into a stone mortar, and beaten repeatedly with a thick wooden stick..."
"Beat the rice cake, pinch it to the size of a fist, and then press it open."
As he spoke, Chang Xia pointed to the rice cakes in the container in the small living room. Let Su Ye look at it by himself and talk about making rice cakes.
When the tribe makes rice cakes.
The clansmen are gearing up to fight for rice cakes.
It is obviously a tiring physical work, but it has been turned into a work that needs to be fought for by the tribe. To be honest, Chang Xia really didn't understand what is so good about making rice cakes?
Making rice cakes is tiring.
Chang Xia estimated that he would be exhausted by swinging the thick wooden stick twice.
It's not like the clansmen are scrambling to grab it one by one, and they are happy to grab it.
at last.
If it weren't for the root patriarch to suppress it.
The people of the tribe can't wait to use their own fruit powder to make rice cakes.
It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, you just want to enjoy the process of making rice cakes.
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