Ancient wasteland

People in the mountain tribe are used to digging wild vegetables to eat, and they don't know the benefits of planting. To them, opening up wasteland has little meaning.

However, because of the support of the priests and Jing Que took the lead, they all followed suit. Jing Que shook his head and stopped explaining.

It always surprises them when the fields start to harvest.

The wild garlic, green onions, plantains and other wild vegetables transplanted in the field have all survived, two rows of green.

It just rained yesterday, and there are water droplets on the leaves. Looking at the water, the growth is very gratifying.

Next to the onion and wild garlic, the garlic and ginger he arranged, sprinkled with chili seeds and radish seeds, slowly began to sprout.

It is less than an inch long, and it looks inconspicuous. If you don't look carefully, you will be regarded as a weed sprout.

Lentils, Chixiaodou and Zanthoxylum bungeanum haven't reacted yet, it seems that it will take longer to germinate.

Jing Que is not too worried. If these things don't germinate in the field, he will find another opportunity to replant them, and they will always grow out.

Satisfied after seeing the land he planted, he followed the fish down the mountain, ready to touch the eggs of the quack beast.

Jing Zhu is a half-game, half-tech geek.

He doesn't like to go out very much, and at the same time he is a road idiot, the kind with a sense of direction that is slightly equal to zero, and has no image of the road he has traveled.

This kind of road idiot is born. When he was a child, whenever he was more than 300 meters away from home, he had to go to the police uncle.

When I grew up, all kinds of electronic maps became popular, so I dared to go out by myself.

After crossing over, every time I go out, I follow the footsteps of the fish, for fear of getting lost and not finding my way back to the tribe.

He and Yu walked along the hillside, through the sloping dense forest, and walked to the foot of the mountain. The road was full of tall trees, blocking out the sky and the sun.

While walking, he took a wooden stick to explore the way forward, fearing that snakes and insects would suddenly appear and bite him.

After walking for about 40 minutes, my eyes suddenly opened up.

In front of them is a lake, a very huge lake, the calm lake surface reflects the blue sky, the kind that can't be seen at a glance.

If he hadn't just come out of the mountains and didn't see the beach, Jing Zhu would even think it was the sea!

The creek that flows through their tribe is flowing slowly from their right side, converging into the lake.

In the new reeds and water plants, one after another, there are wild ducks' "quack quack".

It was really a duck, similar in appearance to the ducks Jing Qu had seen before, slightly larger in size, but not as big as a goose.

The feathers all over the body are basically black and white, with more black feathers and fewer white feathers. They are crowded in groups of three or four, which is very spectacular.

Looking at the area occupied by ducks, it is larger than the area occupied by reeds!

Not only are there many ducks, but there are also more duck eggs, which are everywhere on the shore, in the reeds, and even in the shallow water near the shore.

White or slightly cyan duck eggs are crowded and densely piled up at random.

While he was standing there, a fat black duck swaggered up the bank, and the round duck eggs rolled out from behind its buttocks.

Jing Que, "..." This kind of super-large gathering place of wild ducks and duck eggs is much more shocking than seeing it in a duck farm.

Just looking at it roughly, there are duck eggs all over the ground, and the number is innumerable. Jing Que estimated the number to be tens of thousands.

If all of this is picked up, it will be enough for the people in the tribe for 2.3 months!

This lake is a large natural duck farm. If they want to eat duck eggs, they can come down the mountain to touch them.

As far as the number of ducks in this lake is concerned, as far as the people of their Dashan tribe are concerned, duck eggs can be fully supplied!

Eggs are still delicious, steamed, boiled, fried, beaten into egg drops, boiled into soup, the taste is also very good.

Although duck eggs have a slightly fishy smell, they have high nutritional value. Jing He doesn't dislike the smell of egg soup, and his ginger and garlic grow quickly.

He couldn't help being a little excited, staring at the duck egg with bright eyes, "Shall we touch all of these back?"

The fish shook his head, "You can't touch them all back. If you pick up too much, it will break if you can't finish it. If you get squeezed on the way back, the eggs will break."

Jing Qu thought about it for a while, the shelf life of fresh duck eggs is about 30 days, and most of the food in the tribe is meat and wild vegetables.

Eggs are seldom eaten, probably because they are not easy to preserve after touching them. In addition, if too many eggs are touched, the breakage rate on the road is too high.

There is no way, the eggshell is very fragile. If it is broken, the egg white and yolk will flow out, and there is no way to save it. You can only watch it run out.

Over time, fish don't like to bring people to touch eggs, but occasionally when they are free and bored, they touch some back and give everyone a fresh meal.

But with so many duck eggs, it was a pity not to bring them back, Jing Que felt that it was a pity, and after thinking about it for a while, "In the past, they were packed in animal skins, which were easily broken when squeezed.

Today we use a back basket, let’s put some thatch on the bottom of the back basket first, then put duck eggs in the middle, and then put thatch on top of the duck eggs.

Let there be some gaps between the duck eggs and the thatch, so that there is a buffer, and the duck eggs will not break, as you said, you can't finish it.

The duck eggs can be stored for 30 days after being picked up. You don’t need to finish eating them too soon. It should be no problem. Let’s pick them up first and put them back for storage.

During this period of time, the tribe eats duck eggs first, and the prey hunted by the hunting team is used to pickle bacon.

If you really can't finish it, use it to marinate salted duck eggs! "

Eating duck eggs alone is definitely not enough, they are so greasy and can be mixed with meat and wild vegetables.

With duck eggs to supplement protein, you can eat less meat.

The saved meat can be marinated into bacon and saved for later eating.

These ducks will definitely lay eggs one after another. At that time, the tribe can eat meat, eggs, and wild vegetables.

If there is more than can be eaten, store it up, make bacon and salted duck eggs, and eat it when you can't find food.

Anyway... there will be no waste.

Yu was a little puzzled, "Salted duck eggs? How to do it."

When Jing Que thought of making salted duck eggs, he needed a sealed container, but the sealable container in the tribe needed to be used to marinate bacon.

Frowning, it seems that the action of burning pottery is imminent. He needs a water tank, a pickle jar, marinated bacon, and salted duck eggs.

There is never too much food, prepare it early, the more food you have, the more at ease. He chatted with the priest that day and talked about the cold season.

Jing Qu originally thought that the cold season here was similar to the winter in his original city, lasting almost three months.

But the priest said that the cold season is as long as the water season and the dry season combined, which is equivalent to half a year, all in the cold season!

Moreover, when the cold season comes, the vegetation will wither, the animals will migrate, and even the most vigorous thatch will fall into a state of hibernation.

It will still snow. Based on his calculations from chatting with the priest, there will be at least two months in the cold season, and the outside of the entire tribe will be covered by snow.

You can't even get out of the cave. If you go out, you will be submerged in snow, your legs and feet will be frostbitten, and the low temperature will last for a long time.

In the tribe, many people die every cold season, due to various reasons such as low temperature and lack of food.

Before the last cold season, there were several children in the cave.

As a result, when the cold season passed, only water and grass remained alive.

When Jing Que thought about that scene, he felt horrible. As a result of this climate, even if there were warriors protecting and hunting in the tribe, the number of people would not increase.

When he sees food now, he wonders if he can store it and eat it in the cold season.

There is a lot of salt exchanged in the tribe this time, and the bacon will definitely continue to be pickled, otherwise.

Salted duck eggs have also been officially added to the cold season recipes by him.