Through the wild age

By the time they finished building the fence, the weather had already started to turn cold, and Chen Qiao could finally start Maodong as he wished, serving rabbits and wild boars at home every day.

There is plenty of food in the warehouse, including corn, taro, and some dried meat.In the first few days, he felt that his life was very comfortable, but after being idle for a long time, he couldn't bear it anymore, and always wanted to toss about something to eat.

This corn, in fact, can be ground into cornmeal, but this millstone is not very easy to make. He felt tired after thinking about it, so he put it aside for the time being.

Just when he was bored and idle, Ada came to his door. This Ada didn't usually go out when he had nothing to do, so he came here to see Chen Qiao for a serious business.And her arrival really surprised and delighted Chen Qiao.

Looking at the round and black thing in Ada's hand, Chen Qiao couldn't help admiring, this is really a happy iron pot!

It turned out that Ada always knew that Chen Qiao wanted such a thing. He asked Ada before if he could make such a mold. Later, when some iron tools were being made in the village, Chen Qiao taught Kevin and Qiao the process of making iron. Several other men in the tribe.He was trying to save trouble, but everyone was still grateful in their hearts.

Ada thought of this when the wall was built. Anyway, it doesn't take much effort to make a mold, it just needs trial and error, and it takes a lot of effort.After she finished making the pottery, she simply asked Kevin to cast the iron pot before sending it over.

At this point, Chen Qiao's iron pot dream finally came true. Right now, he left Ada to eat at home, and then rushed to the kitchen by himself. Baya thought for a while, and asked Dila to go over and call Kevin over. .

Chen Qiao peeled a small pot of taro, cut it into small pieces and boiled it in a clay pot, added a few pieces of bacon with bones in it, and then added a few slices of ginger, and it was ready to be stewed slowly.

Killed one of the oldest roosters, removed the feathers and disemboweled them neatly, and left all the internal organs aside for the time being, and just chopped the whole rooster into pieces for later use.Grab two handfuls of chestnuts, cut each one with a kitchen knife, cook it on the stove, and remove the shells when you take it up.Cut more than half of the ginger and got some spicy grass.

I took a few pieces of chicken skin with a lot of fat on the rooster, fried it in a pan with some oil, and put some in a bowl to fry other dishes later.Put the ginger in the pot, then pour all the chestnut chicken pieces into it and stir-fry. While frying, add some wine with the highest concentration in the house. Stir-fry until the color of the meat starts to turn red, and when the aroma is overflowing in the room, pour two large bowls of water into it. cooking.

Here he cracked five eggs, scrambled eggs was a dish he used to eat, but he missed it so much these past few years, in such a cold day, there were no green onions, but he didn't mind at all.

After a while, Kevin also arrived, holding a large piece of goat meat in his hand.Chen Qiao took it and cut a part to make a plate of stir-fried mutton, and save the rest to make "discus".

Now the weather is cold, they all eat in the house, move a few stones to set up the house, put the discus on top, and put the red charcoal on the bottom to heat.

Chen Qiao brought the prepared dishes to the table one by one, watching the men in the room salivate profusely.

First, a can of crispy stewed taro, which is common in their house and not a rare thing in their village.Then there was a large plate of roast chicken with chestnuts. It was the first time Chen Qiao made this dish for them, so it was quite expected.Then there is a plate of scrambled eggs, golden and looking very good, ordinary but classic.The last thing that came up was a plate of fried pork. Thinly sliced ​​meat was served with thin slices of ginger. The main reason was that it smelled very fragrant.Of course, there is also a "discus", the eternal theme of their family.

Of course, if there is food, there must be wine. There are still a lot of jars left in their cellar.

There is wine and food, and it is naturally enjoyable.When the atmosphere was pushed to a new level, Kevin announced the news that Ada was pregnant.

It is said that it has just been discovered not long ago, and the baby will probably be born in the fall of next year.Being a father is really a joy, but he has been refusing to drink too much, because he is worried that Ida will be exhausted if he is drunk and has to take care of himself.What a nice man.

Chen Qiao got up early the next morning, did nothing, just smirked at their iron pot.What do you want to eat next?What a happy trouble.

But soon, Chen Qiao had no time to care about the iron pot.Because Macy's sick.

The child was usually fine, able to run and jump, but this morning he refused to get up. When Chen Qiao entered the room, he saw him lying on the bed crying, and thought he had quarreled with Dila.But later, I gradually realized something was wrong. Mai Xi's face was a little flushed, and he looked listless. Wiping his forehead, the temperature was quite high.

So he immediately told Baya about it, and without saying a word, Naya went out to collect herbs with a basket on his back.

What should we do next?Dila wandered around the house anxiously. In this world without hospitals and medicines, fever is also very dangerous, let alone the child is so young.

He could only take a piece of soft animal skin and apply it on Maxi's forehead with water, hoping to lower the temperature.

But he waited all day, but he didn't see any improvement in Maixi. Dilla cooked a meal for him in a sensible way, and he just took a few bites casually.

When Baya came back, the father and son were sitting beside Mai Xi's bed, Dila was wiping tears, and Chen Qiao was expressionless.Boiled the herbs that had just been picked and fed them to Mai Xi, and then the three of them sat around the bed together.

After waiting in fear until the middle of the night, Mai Xi finally got rid of the fever, and gradually fell asleep peacefully.Chen Qiao asked Dila to sleep with his father in another room, while he nestled directly on Maixi's bed for the convenience of taking care of her.

Although Mai Xi recovered from his illness, his body was weak. Recently, he was a little weak and his appetite was not good. Chen Qiao tried her best to make him eat more.

Inspired by her father's love, Chen Qiao finally began to seriously consider the matter of Mopan.He doesn't lack chisels, hammers and other tools. He just needs to find a suitable stone and start working slowly.

Stones are not difficult to find. The men in the village always know where to find good stones. Chen Qiao only needs to say what kind of stones he wants, and they will bring two stones to his house that afternoon.

Making stone mills is kung fu work, Chen Qiao has no foundation, and even has limited understanding of stone mills, so it is really not easy to do it.But for his son, he has to work hard!

He tapped and tapped for a while, and Baya came over and asked him what he was going to do, and then he took the tool and began to tap "bang bang bang".The speed is indeed much faster than Chen Qiao...

Sometimes when Baya was tired, Chen Qiao would accept it and tap it a few times. When Baya tapped, Chen Qiao would also give some advice.He was beating stones, and Chen Qiao was also making iron and wood accessories.

Both sides are ready, once combined, the stone mill is out of the oven, and it takes four and a half days in total.

I thought it would be difficult to use a stone mill for the first time, but the result was unexpected. The cornmeal was quite fine.