Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

The next morning, Qiao Xin woke up to the aroma of stewed meat. Today's breakfast was fried pork ribs with garlic sprouts, green root stewed meat, and chestnut potatoes.

Looking at the fresh meat on the table, Qiao Xin was a little dumbfounded.

The antlered deer has been eaten. There is definitely no fresh meat at home, but why is it available again today?

The plates that Mao Bai used to serve the dishes today were stainless steel bowls that Qiao Xin took out. The two largest ones were not much smaller than the basins, and they were full to the brim.

"Lord Qiao Xin, come and eat." Mao Bai greeted Qiao Xin and left with his bowl.

Qiao Xin looked at the peeled chestnut potatoes in her bowl, picked up a piece of meat and put it in her mouth. It was tender and juicy, and stronger than horned deer meat. "What kind of meat is this?"

"Spore."

Qiao Xin suddenly raised her head, looked at Lang Rui and asked, "What did you do when you went out last night?"

Lang Ze looked at the meat in the bowl and said, "I'm going to take a bath and take a walk."

Qiao Xin pointed to the meat in the bowl, "Then the bacteria went blind and slammed into the door?"

Why does she think Lang Rui went hunting specifically to let her eat fresh meat?

Coupled with yesterday's snow boots, it was a bit difficult for Qiao Xin to think that Lang Rui had that kind of interest in her!

Lang Rui tilted his head slightly to the side, licked the tips of his teeth, and said unnaturally: "A witch is indeed a witch, and he can predict all this."

After saying that, he quickly picked up a piece of meat and put it into Qiao Xin's bowl, "Eat quickly, we will gather to collect firewood soon."

Qiao Xin was interrupted by him and forced herself to put all these random thoughts behind. Although the conditions in the Orc Continent were better than those in the last days, they were not much better. She had no solution for food and clothing, and had no fixed place to live. , the dilemma they will face has yet to be resolved, and she has not yet considered the love between children and things like that.

He took a breath and continued to eat.

After breakfast, everyone went to collect firewood again, and still had a big pot of rice at noon.

After busy collecting firewood for several days, Qiao Xin finally focused on the pottery cellar, lying on the bed, holding a piece of charcoal, and writing and drawing on the wooden board.

In the end, she gave up. She really didn't know how to build a pottery cellar, but she could try, but she didn't want to do it now.

Qiao Xin told Lang Rui her thoughts.

Lang Rui pondered for a while and said: "As long as the space is sealed and the temperature is high, is it okay?"

Qiao Xin hesitated, "It should be about the same!"

"Then dig a hole and burn it."

Digging a hole is nothing for the strength of the orcs.

But the hole cannot be dug too big.

"Then let's go dig."

"You wear more clothes."

Lang Rui watched Qiao Xin put on her new boots, with the thin white hair encircling her thin calves. They looked particularly beautiful and she was very satisfied.

Qiao Xin's military coat covered her ankles, she put on leather pants, snow boots, and finger-less gloves that she had sewn particularly ugly.

He wrapped himself up airtight, shouldered the hoe, and waved his hand, "Let's go."

The two went to the foot of the mountain. Qiao Xin looked around, found a relatively flat place, and drew a square frame with a hoe, "It's just this big."

Lang Rui was still shirtless today, and the cold wind was blowing. Qiao Xin felt cold when she looked at him.

It's a pity that she felt that Lang Rui was not cold at all.

He took the hoe and dug down, "How deep?"

"I love how tall you are!"

"Well, leave it to me. You go back, and when I finish digging, you come down again." Their tribe was originally by the river, and there was a plain on the opposite side. The terrain was open, and it happened to be the wind outlet, and the wind was very strong.

The wind kept blowing into her collar. Qiao Xin shrank her shoulders and tightened her collar. It seemed that she needed to make a scarf and hat.

It just so happened that her rabbit skin was still intact, so it came in handy.

"Okay, I'm going back. Come up and call me after you finish digging."

A thin layer of ice formed on the stone slab, and Qiao Xin returned to the cave in three slippery steps.

But she was not idle either. There was still half a spore that had peeled off its skin in the kitchen basket. Qiao Xin chopped it into small pieces, blanch it in water, and fished it out.

Dig out a piece of lard, add ginger and garlic and sauté until fragrant, pour in the blanched meat, stir-fry until it changes color, pour in water, let the water cover the meat, and cover the pot.

They went into the house and scooped up two more spoonfuls of cornmeal. Now the ones they often use are basically piled in Qiao Xin's living room. After all, Lang Rui's cave is full of cabbage.

After taking a look, I felt it was not enough, so I added another spoonful.

She directly used the large stainless bowl as a kneading basin, added cold water, kneaded the dough until it was smooth and did not stick to the basin, and covered it with a wooden lid to let it rest.

I went to the firewood pile and pulled out a seemingly straight stick that was three centimeters thick and half a meter long. I used a machete to scrape off the outside, then scraped it flat and used it as a rolling pin.

After doing this, she didn't rest. She took out a kind of plant fiber and fish bone needle she got from Mao Bai, and started sewing scarves and animal skin hats.

The scarf is easy to handle. Just fold the two sides of the fur together, sew the edges together, and then turn the furry side over, and it's done.

Qiao Xin sewed a small thin strip on the front to thread the other end of the scarf through. This scarf is like a simple fur collar. Although the workmanship is rough, the wiring that is sometimes large and sometimes small does not affect it at all, because All covered by fine rabbit fur.

She expressed satisfaction.

The next step was to sew a hat, which had no shape. Even if Qiao Xin wanted to make a good-looking shape, she couldn't achieve the effect with her hands that didn't have mobility. In the end, she sewed out a hat with two The rabbit fur hat with horns was put on the head like a bag.

Qiao Xin wanted to save it, but unfortunately her skills were limited, so she just had to wear it!

Wearing a homemade scarf and hat, she carried a pot of water, added a few pieces of thick firewood to the meat stewed in the pot, and went out.

Lang Rui's shell has been dug out and he is sitting on the ground to catch his breath.

Lang Rui had just sat down, and his eyes fell on the hat on Qiao Xin's head for a second, and he quickly moved it away. He couldn't lower the corner of his mouth no matter how hard he pressed it, and in the end he could only keep an expressionless face, "Xinxin, do you think this depth is enough? "

Lang Rui obviously dug it according to the size of her drawing. It was square, one meter long and one meter wide, two meters deep, no more, no less. The walls of the pit were smooth, and you could tell at a glance that they had been specially modified with a hoe.

Qiao Xin gave a thumbs up, "Awesome, the digging was perfect. Let's go home and deal with it after dinner."

Lang Rui's head was still steaming, and he followed Qiao Xin with a hoe. Qiao Xin was wrapped in a military coat and walked home like a penguin. The corners of his mouth began to rise again unconsciously.

Lang Rui smelled the aroma of meat from afar. The smell was obviously not Mao Bai's cooking, "Did you cook it?"

"Ok!"

When he got closer, he found Mao Bai adding firewood to the stove. When he saw the two of them, he quickly stood up and saluted.

Qiao Xin was too lazy to correct these people's behavior of not saluting her, "Mao Bai, I'm cooking today, you light the fire, add water to the aluminum pot and boil it, I'm going to make a new food for you to try today. "