Through the wild jungle to be king

Lei Ting walked fast, and came back even faster. As soon as he landed, he lay on the ground panting like a dog sticking out its tongue. It was still an old dog.

Ji Haoran's big words detonated the entire Holy Gold Source, and almost all the orcs who were still in the tribe couldn't wait to rush over to see what the food that could feed the entire Holy Gold Source was, and in the end it was Quesna It was the aura of the patriarch that violently suppressed this trend. He said that they were all gone, who would come to see the house, in case the Toulon beasts left and returned...

This assumption frightened everyone, so Ques packed up the things Ji Haoran wanted and rushed back overnight.

"Uh, look, there's nothing missing, right?" Ques regretted following Ji Haoran's busy schedule. The animal partner can make them spend the winter safely and prosperously, that is a group of excited people, but if the holy animal partner can't do it... Ques can't even imagine how disappointed the tribe will be, but in the commitment-oriented Sheng Jinyuan, what kind of humiliation this disappointment will bring to the holy beast and the beast god.

The pot is the largest stone pot in Shengjinyuan. It is usually placed in the square on the top of the mountain. After Ji Haoran promoted the stew with dried grass and fruits in the tribe, the orcs in the tribe used their spare time to grind it freshly. It is specially used to stew meat for cubs during celebrations and other parties.

Just because of this huge pot that can be used as a bathtub for Ji Haoran, the bone dragon Lei Ting, who is good at carrying weights, was so tired that he could fall directly from the sky to meet the beast god.

Ji Haoran looked at the pot, and at Lei Ting, who was so exhausted trying to carry the pot back, that he had been full of self-confidence for the past few days, and finally he was a little timid.

If his judgment is wrong...if green fruit powder is not the same thing as flour...

A pair of hands behind him suddenly pulled off Ji Haoran's animal skin apron. Ji Haoran turned his head in extreme panic, and saw Lang Lang pursing his lips at him, "Uncle Ji, I'm going to boil the water!" His eyes were still on the wooden chopping board. On buns with round heads and big ears.

Ji Haoran suddenly felt reassured, what to be afraid of, the big deal is that all the steamed buns are steamed into smiles, anyway, the buns are full of pure meat, and the green fruit flour paste is edible, the two things are mixed together, the skin is wrapped in stuffing, It can be eaten even if it is not a bun!

Such a big pot can’t be tolerated by digging the stove. Teddy moved a few stones along the bank of the stream, stacked them on the ground according to the shape of Ji Haoran’s stove in his memory, and carried the big pot up with his father. The firewood was prepared early in the morning, and it could be burned by poking it into the bottom of the pot, but instead of water, Langlang took out a small bucket with the file on his finger in the shortest time.

Scooped half a bucket of water from the stream and poured it into the pot, Haoran put the simple curtain weaved in the past two days on the pot, Teddy washed his paws almost devoutly, and carefully put them into the pot with each other .

Uncle Ji said that the outer layer of minced meat is called steamed stuffed buns. The test product was only steamed eight in one pot, Teddy, Pan, Ques, Heidi, Wolf Wolf, Lei Ting, Gray Back, and Ji Haoran all stared at the big stone pot intently.

Ji Haoran's palms were sweating nervously, not only the hopes of the tribe were on his shoulders, but also the pasta, for a person who grew up eating rice and white noodles, what kind of greed is it if he hasn't eaten food for 40 years? Ji Haoran was so moved that his saliva almost became a river.

Just silently counting to five hundred, Teddy asked Haoran again and again, "Uncle Ji, are you alright? I can already smell meat."

Ji Haoran, who answered patiently the previous 49 times, pointed in one direction without raising his head this time, "Where does the smell of meat come from!"

In that direction is Ji Haoran's new chopping board for the past two days, on which a stone ax just smashed a piece of tapir horse's hind leg into fine pieces.

Teddy groaned and remained silent.

After that, Teddy still asked Ji Haoran every dozens of numbers, okay? When he asked No. 80 nine times, he was finally slapped two miles away by his unbearable father. Not daring to breathe, counting down from ten to one in my heart, holding my breath and lifting the simple lid on the stone pot.

Looking at it for the first time, Ji Haoran closed his eyes in relief. In the mist, the blue buns finally turned white. Although they were not as white as snow and snow, they were no longer blue-faced with excess chlorophyll. It didn't turn into a smile.

Erlidi was nothing to Teddy at all. Less than a minute after the alienation, the young man lost control and rushed back like a locomotive. His huge bear head poked up the edge of the pot and said, "Ah, ah, ah——"

He sat down covering his eyes.

"Ah, is it smoky? Let me see..." Ji Haoran's joy of steaming a big steamed bun was scared off by Teddy on the spot. Water vapor can also blind people!

Ji Haoran panicked, but fortunately Teddy was only fucked a bit, and he was fine after weeping for a while.

Ji Haoran pinched his waist in a fit of anger and amused himself, "You, the pot has been lifted, what are you in a hurry for, one person and one person will not miss you...Huh?"

There is only a simple curtain with big holes and small eyes left in the stone pot, and there are no fresh, white and fat buns just out of the pot.

Everyone was licking their fingers intoxicated, even Hei Di was licking his paws with a contented look, Ji Haoran went crazy, "Who has such a fast mouth, why is he not afraid of getting blisters?!"

Teddy burst into tears, this time it wasn't tears, this baby was really crying this time—crying.

Ji Haoran couldn't laugh or cry.

In the early morning, the mountains in the valley have not yet fallen, and more than a dozen bunches of gray-white cooking smoke have been blown by the wind.

"Ji, Ji..."

"Come here..." Ji Haoran ran over from the other side of the valley, sweating profusely.

"Come here and help me see, what's wrong with me?" Lei Ting's newlywed partner, An Long, held up two meat buns hanging in the shape of papaya, full of question marks.

Ji Haoran looked at it with his head, and said with certainty, "The dough is thin! As for the dough, fill in some dried fruit powder and start again!"

"Oh oh oh, I know..."

After solving another one, Ji Haoran stood by the stream and wiped off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

Since the advent of the eight buns, the originally unnamed and inaccessible hillside of this valley suddenly became lively. In just half a month, the orcs from Shengjinyuan sent their partners here to set up camp, and brought a little nameless The valley was packed to the brim.

"Ji... Ji..."

There was another call from afar, and Ji Haoran briskly ran over while agreeing loudly.

"Ugh, you... are too dry--An Long!" Ji Haoran raised his head and raised his head.

"Did you add powder to your side?"

"Not yet, just about to fill in, what's the matter?" An echo came from afar.

"Don't add it first, wait!" Haoran threw the dry, stone-like dough back into the orc's hand, "Go to Anlong, you two...well, let's make each other even..."

The orc Le Diandian who received the order ran over holding the dough.

Like a fire brigade fighting fires everywhere, Ji Haoran once again solved a practical problem encountered in the work of steaming buns.

After a while, all the cooking smoke was mixed with white water vapor, and the meat buns that had been busy all morning were put into the pot, Ji Haoran was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

The buns should have pleats when pinched, and these pleats are difficult to damage the palms of the orcs, so Ji Haoran flexibly improved the method of making the buns, and only asked the orcs to fill in the fillings. As for the outside, close the mouth and pull out a Gnocchi is also okay, so the boundaries between buns and steamed buns will be confused, but that's not the point.

Riley's mother came over and handed Haoran a small piece of tree that was as thick as a palm, and a section of the tree had already been pinched all over with her fingers.Hao Ran was grateful, "Thank you, thank you..."

Riley's mother smiled while watching Haoran brushing her teeth, "Your habits are really strange..."

Teeth are the most important capital to survive in this world. Beastmen's teeth can be regenerated, but Ji Haoran doesn't have this kind of benefit, so he has paid more and more attention to this matter in recent years.

Poohing off the tree residue in his mouth, Ji Haoran said vaguely while gargling, "Is it really strange?"

"Exchanging a piece of meat for a bundle of grass, such a wasteful thing, only the holy beast will not care... Isn't it strange?"

The branches Ji Haoran uses to brush his teeth are the kind of saplings used to fence every household in the tribe. Although they look thin, their toughness is stronger than that of beef tendon. Ji Haoran accidentally discovered that brushing his teeth with it can clean his teeth It was very clean, but he couldn't break off this small sapling by himself, even with a stone axe.

There was no other way, Ji Haoran could only turn to the orcs in the tribe for help.Of course, Ji Haoran is not the kind of person who feels at ease about others' free help, so he will also give some things in exchange, and food is obviously a good exchange object.

However, this kind of prodigal behavior has been discontinued for some days, since his relationship with Riley has become familiar.

Take this visit to the valley as an example, Riley prepared Ji Haoran's "toothbrush" at home early, and brought it here after his mother became the first echelon "face-to-face apprentice".

After tidying up, before I had time to express my gratitude to Riley for his thoughtful behavior, the first batch of meat buns on the steamer began to come out one after another, and half the valley began to spread continuously, "Yeah... oh... ah... ..." and other thoughtless cheers, Riley's mother also hurriedly ended the chat, hurried back to her place, and opened his steamer.A few days ago, these voices would still be accompanied by such mindless praises as "Long Live the Companion of the Holy Beast". Fortunately, under Ji Haoran's strong rejection, this wave of voices finally disappeared.

When the first pot of meat buns came out, it was meal time in the valley.There are now forty male orcs stationed here as guards, twenty females recognized as the most skillful in the tribe who followed Ji Haoran in steaming steamed buns and steamed buns, and two young men doing odd jobs. The first wave of big meaty buns is just enough This group fills the stomach.

The time for others to eat is basically the time for Ji Haoran to rest without having to go around to fight fires as a teacher. It has been like this every day for half a month. He plans to find a place to squat for a while.

An abnormal roar came from dozens of meters away, Ji Haoran jumped up, and the unique clear and sharp scolding and sharp reprimands of young people could be faintly heard in the wind.

Ji Haoran listened intently to a few words, his expression froze, and he quickly got up.