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

Qiao Xin was woken up by Lang Yu's screams.

Rubbing his eyes, he watched Lang Yu being beaten by Lang Qing.

"?" Early in the morning, you and your son performed a full martial arts show!

Bai Ru has been beside him anxiously asking Lang Qing to stop.

"Good morning, you guys!"

Lang Qing slapped Zai's hand and said hello awkwardly, "Good morning."

Subconsciously hiding Lang Yu behind him, this guy was thinking about the dumplings he had not finished last night. He got up early in the morning and wanted to call Qiao Xin.

They made too many dumplings, and the remaining dumplings were frozen in the clay pot outside.

After hearing the reason, Qiao Xin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Lang Yu, let's have another dumpling meal."

Bai Ru: "Thank you." Yesterday's dumplings were food she had never eaten in Black Jing City. They were very delicious. They were made with the simplest ingredients, but they were so sour. Another sip of the broth left an endless aftertaste.

"It's too late to make soup, let's just have dipping sauce today!" Qiao Xin put effort into making dumplings and mixed a bowl of non-spicy dipping sauce.

The remaining dumplings were only enough for Lang Yu and Bai Ru. Qiao Xin rolled out some more noodles, fried a bowl of meat sauce, and a bowl of sauerkraut.

Lang Rui went out for inspection early in the morning. Qiao Xin didn't eat his bowl, but kept the noodles for when the others came back.

Downstairs, Lang Yu ate the food in the bowl and looked at the food in the pot, "Ouch--" Sister, what is this?

It's a pity that Qiao Xin couldn't understand what he was talking about.

"Eat your dumplings."

While Qiao Xin was eating noodles, Lang Yu held his own bowl in his mouth, limping, sitting in front of Qiao Xin and wagging his tail.

Seeing Lang Qing's fist harden, Bai Ru's face turned red with embarrassment. Why did she give birth to a little greedy wolf?

Qiao Xin hilariously took two chopsticks of mixed bolognese noodles and put them into his big bowl, "There's only so much left, I'll have to hold on if I eat any more."

"Ouch——" I can't hold it back, but I can still eat it.

"Ouch——" It's delicious.

Why is the food at my sister’s house so delicious?

When Lang Yu finished eating and looked at her eagerly, Qiao Xin pretended not to notice and quickly slurped up the noodles in the bowl.

It was Lang Qing's turn to be pestered by Lang Yu.

As a result, he received two slaps on his butt, and the little guy groaned and snuggled into Bai Ru's arms to complain.

After a while, he fell asleep after eating.

When Lang Rui came back, Qiao Xin mixed the noodles for him and went out to fill the pot again.

Lang Qing came to the table and stood next to Lang Rui, "Clan leader, I want to follow you on patrol."

Lang Rui glanced at him and said, "The wound hasn't even healed yet, so don't worry."

Lang Qing was really anxious. There was good food and drink here, and his life was better than when he was in the Silver Wolf Clan. This made him uneasy and wanted to do something as soon as possible, otherwise he would be too embarrassed to eat.

After this period of time, he felt that he had enough.

"If you have nothing to do, just choose a mountain wall to dig a cave and move out quickly." What's the point of living in his house!

Lang Qing paused and understood. He had disturbed the world of the patriarch and the witch. "I'll dig next to your house, okay?"

Lang Rui controlled himself and prevented himself from knocking out the shadow guard who had grown up with him with one punch. He knew that he would never be able to get rid of Lang Yu, a wolf cub who was just trying to get rid of him. "It's up to you."

In the end, Lang Qing didn't dig a cave next to Lang Rui's house, because that area was a depression, a depression between two hillsides. If he wanted to dig here, he would have to fill it up. In winter, it is really not suitable to dig such a large cave. project.

He chose the place next to Niu Biao.

After eating every day, he took the basket to dig a cave, while Lang Yu followed him, which was not helpful. Although he disliked his son, Lang Qing did not drive him away. He had to take care of his little cub by himself.

Qiao Xin washed out a lot of clay embryos and used them together with yesterday's to make a clay pot with a handle. In order to facilitate hanging and prevent it from tipping over, she made it relatively deep, about fifty centimeters deep and fifty centimeters wide, with the opening It's relatively smaller, about 40 centimeters.

Others are made into clay pots with large bellies and small mouths, and have a rim that can be used as a lid by inverting a bowl.

When used to store things, it is not susceptible to moisture.

After several attempts, Qiao Xin finally made two ones with handles and two with edges.

I looked at the sky and saw that the clouds were very low and gloomy. Lang Rui should be back soon! Now he runs out whenever he has free time, mainly looking for traces of Wujin Bird's Nest, and hunting some wild animals by the way.

She took a piece of roe deer meat, cut it into slices with a kitchen knife, and marinated it with onion and ginger slices.

She planned to stir-fry vegetables today. She had been making soup for the past few days and wanted to change her taste.

While the meat was marinating, Qiao Xin washed the green roots and cut them into thin slices.

Smelling the sweet taste of green roots, Qiao Xin couldn't hold back and threw a piece into her mouth. It was sweet but a bit cold to the teeth.

Continue cutting with your hands.

The fat meat separated out by Lang Rui yesterday was put in a stainless steel basin. The basin was full, and Lang Rui cut it into small pieces, weighing more than ten kilograms.

Qiao Xin was well versed in boiling oil. She washed the pot and lit the fire in one go. As the heat increased, the water in the iron pot began to emit white steam. Qiao Xin poured the fat into the pot and threw away two sticks. Firewood goes into the stove.

Qiao Xin went into the space and picked out a handful of garlic sprouts and a perverted chili pepper.

Wash and cut into sections and set aside.

While the oil was boiling, Qiao Xin took five more green roots, washed the outer skin, cut them into long strips, added salt, drained the water, and spread them out on a dustpan.

The winter sky was gray and there was no sunshine, so it was not suitable for drying the green roots. Qiao Xin put it on the charcoal basin, farther away, and planned to dry it.

Then I washed some wheat grains and put them into an aluminum pot to cook wheat rice.

As the fat meat was boiled out, the aroma of the oil floated in the air. Qiao Xin sniffed and was filled with delicious food. These are all natural and pollution-free, and are more fragrant than those on the polluted planet Blue Star. Too much.

Throw the ginger and garlic into the oil, fry until golden brown, and remove the oil residue with a claw.

Qiao Xin left a little oil in the pot, poured in the marinated lean meat, quickly broke it up, stir-fried until cooked, set aside, then added green roots and stir-fried until raw, poured in the lean meat, and added some garlic sprouts. Add flavor, finally add seasonings, scoop it out, and bring it into the house.

Qiao Xin used the spatula to get some oil again, and added garlic sprouts and chili peppers. A spiciness of spicy smell spread out as the stir-fry spread. Lang Qing, who was digging a cave twenty meters away, kept sneezing. Lang Yu was even worse, with his head buried in the wolf. Qing was in his stomach, but he still couldn't stop the spicy smell from wafting into his nose.

"Ouch——" Father, he is poisonous.

The drama wolf's belly turned over and his feet were in the air.

Lang Qing had long been accustomed to him being like this, so he continued digging without squinting.

When the garlic sprouts are cut off, Qiao Xin pours in the oil residue and stir-fries, adds an appropriate amount of salt, and takes it out of the pot.

When Qiao Xin came out again, Lang Rui came back just in time under the moonlight. He turned around and put the two still-breathing antlered deer into another empty pen at the bottom next to the long-nosed pig pen.

I went home and picked up a basket of cabbage and fed it to the proboscis pigs and horned deer.

"Lang Rui, go ask Lang Qing to come back for dinner."

After a while, they all came back, and the little guy followed the adults' feet. He was so small that he was not afraid of being stepped on.

Qiao Xin was the first to serve him rice. She put a lot of lean meat into his bowl and put it on the ground for him to eat.

The little guy didn't know whether it was because of the injury, but he never turned into a human form.

Lang Qing packed the food for Bai Ru himself and fed him before he came over to eat.

The recovery power of male orcs is much stronger than that of females. After being fed and fed for a while, Langqing was able to dig his own cave, while Bairu could still only lie down on the stone bed to recuperate.

When Lang Qing ate the garlic sprouts fried in oil, his eyes widened. What was this smell? Was it the pungent smell he smelled? Why is the finished dish so delicious! It was fragrant and delicious, and his movements speeded up unconsciously.

The fried green roots have a different texture than the stewed ones. They are crispy and sweet. Lang Qing doesn't like sweetness, but he still thinks it tastes good.

You can tell by looking at his wolf cubs that they eat without even raising their heads, making rice while making noises.