Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 398 Primitive Farming Records (65)

Qinghun took a steamed stuffed bun, biting into bites, and replied: "It's more delicious."

Dumplings are her favorite.

Feng Lie felt a little sorry to hear it: "It's too small, do you have a big one?"

It's smaller than a steamed bun.Although the one called Baozi is about the size of a cub's fist, he can enjoy it one bite at a time, but this dumpling is too small.Even though it's delicious, it tastes so tasteless.

Green soul: ...

so tired.

Feng Lie pointed to the iron pot and asked Qinghun again: "Is this also a pot? It looks weird, it doesn't look like a stone tool, what is it made of?"

Qinghun said: "Iron, this is an iron pot."

Her collection is nothing else, but kitchen utensils are the most complete.

This iron pan is the most primitive of all her kitchen utensils.

Feng Lie didn't know what iron was. Anyway, the things Zuwu gave him didn't understand the normality. Besides, the pot was for cooking. He was curious, but he didn't have much interest.

After the dumplings were cooked, Qing Hun didn't take a bowl, so he just used an empty coconut shell to make a bowl. After filling the dumplings, he used the peeled coconut shell to mash garlic, added chili oil and vinegar, made seasonings, and then started eating.

Feng Lie watched how she ate, and followed her to eat, imitating Qing Hun's example, after sticking the seasoning, once he ate it, that feeling! ...

Reluctant to spit out the dumplings, he quickly swallowed them and then stuck out his tongue, pointing at Qinghun with a flushed face.

Green soul: ...

Forget that the chili sauce is the spiciest she's ever made.

It doesn't matter if she likes spicy food herself, but her uncle has never even eaten spicy food.

This is exciting, tears flowed down.

Qinghun hurriedly handed him coconut juice: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous, take a sip of coconut juice slowly, it won't be spicy after a while."

Feng Lie drank a few gulps of coconut water before he suppressed the spicy heat that filled his body.

Although I felt a little worse than life just now, but after I calmed down, I felt inexplicably happy again.Like that wine, it refreshes the whole body.

Qing Hun kept a stern face, shaking his shoulders, watching him pick up another dumpling with the entanglement and unwillingness to give up, took a bite with the dipping sauce, and then continued to blush and cry.

I asked you to carry me around just now!

Suppressing the laughter, the uncle and nephew quickly finished a large pot of dumplings. Qinghun was full, but Feng Lie was still full of taste. After eating all the dumplings, he looked at Qinghun with bright eyes: "Is there any more? Eat this at night too?"

In fact, cooking dumplings in coconut milk or something, Qinghun thought it was a dark dish, the taste would probably be hard to describe, but after cooking it, it turned out to be pretty good, so he nodded: "Yes, I will make something else, you will definitely like it .”

That's good, Feng Lie nodded in satisfaction.

I feel so blessed to have a little niece blessed by the ancestral witch.

After eating and drinking enough, the two rested for a while, and continued to look for a place suitable for digging salt fields.

But in the afternoon, I ran forward for thirty or forty miles, but I didn't see a suitable place.The two rushed back.Decided to look in the opposite direction the next day.

On the way back, the two entered the jungle, beat a single four-tusk wild boar cub, then hurried out of the forest and headed back.

The four-toothed wild boar is a ferocious beast, but Feng Lie is now a fourth-level fighter, as long as it is not a herd of beasts, ordinary ferocious beasts, he can handle them alone, let alone a cub.

But when it comes to cubs, there must be at least two four-tusk wild boar adult beasts nearby. If he is alone, it doesn't matter if he hunts them down, but with his green soul, Feng Lie doesn't want to take any risks.

The two returned to their residence.Feng Lie picked up the wild boar, and Qinghun collected the shellfish that had been drying during the day and put them in the rock house. Then they looked at the shells and coconut shells filled with seawater. The seawater in the coconut shells was almost bottoming out, but the water in the shells was It was originally small, but after being exposed to the scorching sun for a whole day, the water dried up, and a very thin layer of white sea salt was already attached to the shell.

Qinghun took it to Feng Lie and said, "The fine white powder on top is the salt we want to make. I'll cut it off first and put it on top. I'll get more shells tomorrow morning and let them dry more." "

In the morning, there were more than 50 shellfish in a large bucket. After opening, there were more than 100 shells. The sun-dried salt was included, and there was almost a bowl of salt.

After Feng Lie took care of the four-toothed wild boar cubs, he saw the bowl of salt that Qinghun had collected, happily held the salt, dipped some of it with his fingers and put it in his mouth: "It's really good, it's better than the salt produced by the Salt Tribe." There is a lot of salt, the salt of the salt family, the best salt also has a bitter taste. How good is the salt we dry out, it is as white as snow, and there is no bitterness, and the salty taste is much stronger. We can collect so much in one day A lot, the amount of one leaf of salt, even if we can't find a place suitable for the salt field, just drying it like this is enough for us Jiushan people to use."

In the past, each person could not use half a leaf of salt for a year.It's not that I don't need it, it's that I can't bear it or can't afford it, so if I can use it without salt, I don't.

But it's different now.

Qinghun nodded: "I'm sure we can find a suitable salt field. At worst, we'll go far away. It's okay to use shells to dry the salt, but the amount is too small and too slow."

The Jiushan people can't tell too many people to dry the salt.

For Qinghun, drying the salt in this way was too slow and the amount was too little, but in Feng Lie's eyes, it was incredible that he could dry out so much salt in one day.

Qinghun set up firewood and started cooking, Fenglie thought about drying the salt, so he got off the rocks and went to the beach to collect shellfish.

Because he was looking for salt fields, Qinghun didn't bother to catch sea fish, so he started cooking with the ingredients he had.

One pot was not enough, so she took out two more pots.

Cooked a pot of rice with spiritual spring water.

A pot of braised pork with braised four-tooth wild boar.

Another pot, she uses for cooking.

All three fires were ablaze.

The sun was setting, and the sky was filled with fiery red clouds.

In front of you is the endless blue sea.

Behind is the lush virgin jungle.

By the sea, her only family member in this life is happily and actively looking for seafood.

In the nose, is the aroma of food.

Qinghun thinks that this kind of life is quite good.

It's a pity that those relatives who used to be are not around.

There was some bitterness in his eyes.

This kind of inadvertent missing is the most hurtful and sweetest.

But when he saw Feng Lie walking over with a wooden bucket and smiling brightly, the sourness in his heart faded away.

"Hey, I picked up so much in a while, wake me up early tomorrow morning, and I will pick it up again. Let's dry more salt. Ah, why are there so many pots? It smells so good, what did you do?"

In the rock house, there is a wooden table with several plates of fried dishes already placed on it.

A large plate of sea shells with vermicelli and garlic, a large plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, a large plate of shredded wild pork with celery and four teeth, a large plate of Xijiang Lily sea shrimp, and a large plate of fried four-tooth wild boar liver with green garlic.A large pot of four-tooth wild boar ribs and radish soup.

Qinghun smiled and said: "When the braised wild pork with four teeth is finished, we can have dinner. If you are hungry, you can eat first. The braised pork will be ready in a while."

Feng Lie immediately responded, "Then I'll eat first."

Qinghun also brought in the rice cooker, took out a jar of younger wine, opened the jar and poured out a bowl.

Feng Lie's eyes immediately lit up: "Can I drink it normally?"

He was both greedy and a little bit reluctant. (Second more)
(End of this chapter)