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

Lang Rui didn't go hunting last night and kept working on his arrows.

Early the next morning, Qiao Xin got up and Lang Rui was sitting on the sofa, still making his arrows.

Qiao Xin: "...Morning."

Lang Rui nodded as a greeting.

Qiao Xin came to the dining table and looked at the two large basins of noodles that had been served last night.

There was a suspicious hole on one of the pots. Qiao Xin looked at Lang Rui. There was no guilt on his face.

But besides her, Lang Rui was the only one in the house. She would not be curious about fermented flour until dawn.

But Lang Rui was so calm that she thought she had misunderstood.

But Qiao Xin doesn't have time to continue to think about it. If there is a hole, just make it. It doesn't matter.

The dough has grown so much that it covers the entire stainless steel basin.

When I pulled it open with my hands, I found that it was full of honeycomb-shaped holes, slightly pantothenic, and quite good.

Qiao Xin sprinkled some flour on the table, took out the dough, kneaded it until smooth, rolled it into a large rectangular piece, sprinkled thirteen spices and chopped green onion on the dough piece, then rolled up the dough piece and cut it into evenly sized pieces. Dosage.

Place a piece of cloth on a round steaming board with holes made of flat rattan and place the small potion on it.

In the other pot, Qiao Xin did not make flower rolls, but directly made white flour steamed buns.

When steaming the steamed buns, Qiao Xin put two sausages in them.

Under the onslaught of fire, the wooden pot lid could not stop the strong and familiar fragrance that Qiao Xin was familiar with from spreading in all directions.

Mao Bai's cave was not far away, and he could smell the fragrance while sitting at home. He swallowed and silently drank the green root and cabbage soup in the bowl. He knew that Wu was making delicious food again.

Just smelling it made Qiao Xin feel hungry. She could eat three in one go.

The adult orcs in other caves are quite reserved and eat their own food in their own caves, but the cubs can't stay and want to jump out.

Especially tiger teeth.

"You kid, please be honest." Hu Ya lived in the same cave with Hu Ding. Hu Ding caught Hu Ya running outside, clamped it in his arm, and let him flop around.

"Lord Qiao Xin, you don't mind if I go and have a bite!" Hu Ya felt extremely aggrieved. He ate Hu Ding's stew every day in the cave, which made him lose weight.

"How could you forget that the clan leader is also here?"

The tiger's teeth pinched and the clan leader became a stumbling block for him to earn a living. Letting the clan leader marry a shaman was the worst decision in his life.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "I think since Lord Qiao Xin is here, the clan leader shouldn't mind if I come to eat."

"Calm down, if Wu Yan abandons us and leaves us, how will we survive?" Hu Ding refused to let him out at all.

As soon as Hu Ya heard Hu Ding's words, he was dragged back to the cave honestly, thinking about the possibility that his own cooking would be better than Hu Ding's.

In Leopard Moon's cave, Leopard Star put down the pottery bowl in his hand and sighed. Master Qiao Xin was making delicious food again.

Bao Yue looked at her grandson funny, brought him two small dried fish, touched the top of his hair, "Eat! Don't be greedy." They didn't offer anything to the witch, so how could they be greedy for the witch's food? Woolen cloth!

Leopard Star took a dried small fish and bit it in his mouth to grind his teeth. He stuffed the other one into Leopard Moon's mouth, "Amu will eat it too."

Leopard Moon held Leopard Star in her arms, tucked the animal skins on his body, and glanced at the green roots and cabbages that filled the entire cave. Even if there was not enough meat this winter, with these things, they would not be hungry.

Who would have thought that after leaving the tribe, they would live a life they had never dared to imagine before.

Shulin handed the half-baked chestnut chips to Shubao, "Xiaobao, eat the chestnut chips. The half-baked chestnut chips are so sweet!"

Shubao took the chestnut fries and nodded seriously. The chestnut fries baked by his mother were so sweet.

"Mother, I want to deliver chestnut chips to Master Qiao Xin."

Shu Lin nodded with a smile, "Yes, Sir Qiao Xin will be very happy to receive the chestnut chips from you."

There are several cubs who have the same idea as Shu Bao.

"Lord Qiao Xin."

"Lord Qiao Xin."

Qiao Xin turned around and saw a group of cubs brought over by adults. Everyone had more or less food in their hands, including dried fish, dried meat, chestnut chips, and dried green roots... .

"Hello everyone, I steamed some new food today, just in time to share some with you." Qiao Xin looked at the group of tall and short cubs with a smile, and did not find Xi Li and his younger brother Xi Qing among them. Timid and shy, Xi Li may have felt that he was a young man and it was not easy to get involved here.

Qiao Xin took a deep breath and opened the lid of the pot. A stream of hot steam with a strong aroma of wheat hit her cheeks and spread out.

Everyone is closer now, and the fragrance penetrates into the nose more domineeringly.

I saw fat and white square steamed buns appearing in the mist. They were as big as an adult's fist and looked extremely tempting.

Qiao Xin clapped her hands and said, "Line up, one person per person. We are running out of materials, including adult orcs. Please forgive me. I promise that next year, when we start farming, everyone will be able to eat big steamed buns."

The adult orcs waved their hands one after another. Qiao Xin's words surprised and expected them. As expected, the adult is still the same adult, humble and polite, thinking about everyone.

Probably in the entire orc continent, only the witches from their Chinese tribe are like this.

Most of the people here are cubs under the age of ten. After twisting and turning for a while, they lined up. Shu Bao was the first in line. She had a handful of chestnut chips in her hand. Qiao Xin accepted her chestnut chips. She touched her head and put the hot steamed buns into her empty bowl, "Thank you, Shubao. I like your chestnut chips very much."

Shu Bao pursed his lips and smiled shyly to express his welcome, and at the same time thanked Qiao Xin.

The next one is Leopard Star. The little guy brought dried small fish. He went to the creek and brought it back with a fish basket and asked Eminem to make it. He was even shyer than Mouse Bao. When he handed the dried fish to him, his face changed. They were all flushed, but their eyes were bright.

Qiao Xin also expressed her gratitude.

Next came Xiong Shi and Lin Zhu, several cubs brought by the old orcs without any father or mother. Some of them brought dried vegetables and some brought dried meat. Qiao Xin took care of them all, impartially, and gave each of them Ordered a big steamed bun.

Qiao Xin finally took out a bowl and picked out a few steamed buns, and asked someone to bring them over to a few half-large orcs who had not come over. Regardless of whether they had grown to 1.8 meters in size, in Qiao Xin's eyes, they were still underage. Human beings deserve the tribe’s care.

A pot of steamed buns is basically divided, leaving only the bottom layer.

Qiao Xin took out the lower layer of flower rolls from the pot and took a bite without caring about burning them.

Lang Rui looked at Qiao Xin intently, his Adam's apple rolling.

After taking a mouthful of hot flower rolls, Qiao Xin suddenly fell into a kind of indescribable satisfaction. This familiar staple food was so nostalgic.

After a while, Qiao Xin took one and put it in Lang Rui's hand. "Look at me. Eat it. It's so delicious. It's salty and soft. The more you chew it, the better it gets."