After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Bai Wu stayed in the Yeming Clan until the evening of the fourth day, when Nan Yao came to pick him up.

The moment he saw Nan Yao's figure, Bai Wu ran over, stood in front of him and asked out of breath, "Why did you finish your inspection?"

"It's already sped up."

Bai Wu collected herself and smiled at him.

Nan Yao asked, "You miss home?"

"I'm thinking about it. The first batch of rice has already turned yellow. I collected two baskets. It's enough and I can go home."

Chang Shui came over, "Master Priest."

Nan Yao nodded, "I have troubled you these few days."

"No trouble, Wu taught us a lot."

Bai Wu emphasized, "A lot of things have been exchanged."

"What was exchanged?"

"The Yeming tribe gave me five quack beasts, two baskets of dried fish, and one basket of deciduous grass; I taught them to pickle salted eggs, pickle pickled shallots, and pound rice to eat."

"It seems that you are getting along very well."

Chang Shui asked with a smile: "Master Priest, when will you go back? I sent warriors from the tribe to help Wu send the things back."

"Come back tomorrow, just let the orcs of your tribe go back with us."

Bai Wu interjected, "Master Priest, how about we go back after breakfast tomorrow? Try my salted eggs first."

Chang Shui smiled, "Don't worry, even if it's not marinated well, I won't blame you."

Bai Wu snorted, "I'll take the shot, how could it not be marinated well?"

In order to preserve her reputation, Bai Wu got up early the next day and was gearing up to make breakfast.

Most of the orcs and sub-orcs of the Yeming tribe have already got up. Seeing Bai Wu walk to the fire pit, everyone kindly made room for him, "Wu, do you want to cook?"

"I want to try it. Where's the rice we pounded the day before yesterday?"

"Here. I put a handful in it to make soup yesterday. It doesn't seem to have any taste."

"It's tasteless. Can I have a clean clay pot?"

Without further ado, the people from the Yeming tribe brought him a big pottery pot.

Bai Wu scooped the rice into a clay pot and took it to the river to wash it.

He carefully picked out the remaining chaff and sand inside, put half a pot of water in it, brought it back and put it on a clay pot to boil.

The rice soup quickly turned white, and a fragrant smell wafted out.

Everyone gathered around the pot, sniffing carefully.

"It does seem to be a bit fragrant."

"It doesn't taste as good as meat, but I still like to eat meat."

"It's strange that when the rice is boiled in the soup, it doesn't smell like this."

Bai Wu stirred the rice porridge, went to the side of the firepit to hold the small altar of salted eggs specially reserved for salted eggs that day, and smiled to the orcs and sub-orcs whispering beside him: "I still need a clay pot."

"I have it here!"

"Woo, are the eggs edible?"

"It should work, let's open this altar first to see the effect."

Bai Wu opened the mud seal on the small jar, and the smell of spices wafted out.

He took out a dozen or so salted eggs, and surrounded by the Asian orcs, he took them to the river to wash off the mud outside, and when he returned, he put them in another pottery pot and boiled them with water.

Chang Shui came over and glanced at the scene of the clay pot, "It seems to be no different from ordinary bird eggs?"

"What you see doesn't count, let's taste it." Bai Wu stirred the porridge in the earthenware pot with a spoon, and saw that it had been cooked into rice crackers, "It's almost ready, where is the priest? Invite him to come over for breakfast."

Immediately, an orc volunteered and ran to call for someone.

Nan Yao came over soon.

Bai Wu fished out the salted bird's eggs, and split one egg into eight pieces with a stone knife.

These salted bird eggs have been marinated for a short time, and the yolk has not produced much oil, but it is not powdery, and the oily texture can already be seen slightly, and the egg white is older than boiled fresh bird eggs.

Bird eggs are served in earthenware dishes, exuding a fragrance.

Bai Wu stirred the white porridge in the earthenware pot, served the porridge for everyone, and gave the first bowl to Nan Yao first.

Nanyao took it with both hands, and waited until Bai Wu finished dividing up all the porridge before picking up the bowl and starting to eat.

After Nan Yao took the first sip, everyone raised their bowls in unison, and the breakfast time officially started.

Bai Wu blew on the hot porridge, took a small spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The soft and sweet rice porridge swept his entire mouth with the unique aroma of new rice.

Bai Wu sighed, and really felt that this spoonful of porridge was more satisfying than any delicacies.

"Everyone, try the pickled salted bird eggs."

Bai Wu greeted, and took the lead with a piece of salted bird egg.

The salted bird eggs are slightly salty in the mouth, the egg whites are soft, the eggs are buttery, and there is a unique fragrance of Jiji grass and Xymphaeum officinalis. When eaten with porridge made from new rice, everything is just right.

"Yafu, the salted eggs are delicious! I want more!"

The first one to speak was a little orc. After tasting the salted egg and porridge, he smacked his lips, grabbed his Yafu's wrist with bright eyes, and clamored for more.

His Yafu picked another small piece of salted egg with a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew it cool, and delivered it to his mouth.

The little orc, who never liked to eat, couldn't wait to "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Everyone laughed and praised the salted eggs.

Bai Wu raised an eyebrow at Chang Shui, "How about it, is it a good idea to exchange the quack beast for salted eggs?"

"No loss." Changshui called out to the crowd, "Dare."

"Hey!"

"When you send Wu back, take a detour to the salt lake and bring back two baskets of salt."

The young orc ate ​​without looking up, "I can carry four baskets!"

The salt lake is at the junction of the Bai people and the Ying people. According to the agreement of the ancestors, all bird and beast tribes can go to the salt lake to get salt freely.

The Nine Birds orc tribe have been salting meat and fish for so many years, and they have never been short of salt.

After breakfast, Bai Wu bid farewell to the Yeming people and prepared to go back to his own tribe.

The straight-line distance from the Yeming tribe to the Bai tribe is not too far.

Nan Yao rolled up the wind belt in front, and Bai Wu flew behind him, daring to break the back.

The three of them set off in the morning, flew for a day, and arrived at the Bai nationality in the evening.

Bai Wu invited Nan Yao to eat at home, but Nan Yao refused, sent him outside their tribe and left.

Bai Wu had no choice but to think about finding an opportunity to send him some food or do something to repay the favor in the future.

This time he was able to find rice, and he owed a great favor, and he felt uneasy if he didn't pay it back.

Dare to accompany Bai Wu to fly to his nest.

When they arrived, Kishi was cooking dinner. Seeing them fly over full of supplies, they were stunned and shouted with wide-eyed eyes, "Didn't you just go for a few days? Why did you bring back so many things! Did you rob Can't the Yeming clan succeed?"

Bai Wu turned back into a human form, and roared, "The orcs of the Yeming tribe are here, brother, put it away!"

"The dried fish was sent by the Yeming clan, and I exchanged the others from the Yeming clan."

He took a breath, and then said, "This is the brave man of their tribe, who specially sent the things back from the Yeming tribe for me, and stayed at our house for dinner tonight."

Dare to meet the sight of going ashore, scratched his head and smiled.

An enthusiastically said: "My name is An. Thank you for traveling all the way. Are you thirsty? Come and drink some of our special goat milk."

Kishi poured goat milk from clay pots for guests.

Dare to wonder, "Sheep?"

"It's the baa-baa beast, we call it 'sheep', do you want to try it?"

Dare looked dizzy, and for some reason was stuffed with a bowl of goat milk with insect honey.

He took a sip, and the thick and mellow goat's milk hit his taste buds, and the sweet and fragrant taste made his eyes shine, "It's delicious!"

Kishi smiled heartily, "It's delicious, drink more."

Anlian served three big bowls of goat milk for him.

In the evening, Bai Wu personally cooked the meal.

Chuan and Mo enthusiastically persuaded them to eat, and dared to eat six big bowls of food by the fire pond.

When Mo sent him to rest in the tribe's hospitality den, he was almost too full to walk, and he stretched out his hand to touch his stomach.

Bai Wu stared at the back of the young orc, "He is a warrior of the Yeming clan, if you persuade him like this, it will not be good if you break him."

"He's such a big man, how can he be broken so easily. Quickly, quickly, show us what you brought back. I dared to be here just now, and I couldn't even open my mouth."

Hearing what An said, Bai Wu showed his father and brother what he brought back this time.

"Quack Beast, Xymphaeum officinalis, rice, dried fish, and five salted bird eggs, that's all."

Kishi looked at it, with a disappointed expression on his face, "This is the fruit that the priest took you to find? It seems to be nothing special. I saw it at the Zhibuning Grassland Market last year."

"The same goes for the quack beast. It smells very fishy. If we don't lack food, we won't catch it at all."

Bai Wu snorted, "Didn't you say the goat's milk was bad?"

"This one is really different." An held a piece of rice, "If you touch the rice, the skin can't be peeled off at all, and if you eat the skin, it will hurt your throat."

"This one has to be crushed and eaten."

"Isn't there still a shell after pounding?"

"If you can sift out the shell, you'll know when you taste it later."

"I don't want to eat this at all."

"You can't do anything if you want to eat it, so I brought these two baskets back, and I want to keep them as seeds."

The rice in this world may be due to wild rice, the yield is not high, only [-] to [-] grains per ear, even if the grains are larger, the yield is still terribly low.

If he wants to have a good harvest, he must grow more varieties next year.

"Anyway, I don't like to eat it. If you say keep it as a seed, just keep it as a seed."

"Then I will dry it again in the next two days, and put it away after drying. By the way, brother, what is the Zhibuning Grassland Market just mentioned?"

"It's a big market in spring and autumn. On the second day after Chunsheng star and Qiuzang star are lifted into the sky, all bird orc tribes will send people to the Zhibuning grassland to go to the market. They can go to the market for three days. In fact, they can't exchange anything. Things, most of the time is just to watch the fun.”

Bai Wu frowned and recalled, but still couldn't remember the scene of these two big markets.

Chuan patted him on the back, "You were not in good health before, so I didn't take you there. Kishi only went there once."

"Yafu, Wu's health is getting better this year, let's go as a family again, I only went shopping for two days last year. Wu, do you want to go?"

"think."

"Then let's put it this way. By the way, Wu, the soap you left, we bought a lot of resin for you, and it couldn't be piled up next to the nest, so it was put on the hill where you want to build the house."

"Really?"

"Of course. Don't say it's for you alone, it's enough for ten bird orcs to build a nest."

"Thank you bro, I'll check it out tomorrow morning!"

Bai Wu didn't come back for several days. Like a dragon, he inspected his treasures from the vegetable garden to the sheep pen to the fish cage.

Early the next morning, Bai Wu invited the orcs of the Yeming tribe to dare to come home for breakfast.

After the meal, he sent Gan to leave and flew directly to the hill where the house was to be built with the basket on his back.

There are a lot of stones piled up on half of the mountain, and a lot of resin piled up on the other half.

Resin is also a little less than stone.

Two piles of construction materials were piled up like small hills.

In any case, building a house would certainly suffice.

Bai Wu's eyes were bright, and after carefully inspecting the resin, he flew to the pottery kiln to see the finished tiles.

The tiles have been placed for so many days and have dried in the shade.

He randomly took two tiles and read them in his hand.

The tiles are smooth and clean, and the tentacles are slightly cool. When the two tiles are knocked against each other, he can hear a dull but clear thumping sound.

Bai Wu, who already has experience in making pottery, can tell that the tiles are of good quality just by hearing the sound.

Bai Wu flew back to the tribe, and as soon as he landed, he said to Chuan who was cooking: "Yafu, my tiles are ready, and I want to cook them well in the next two days."

"Start burning today? Let your father tell the tribe to stay and help you."

"It's too late today, I'll get some wood to build a fence later, and raise the quack beast that the Yeming tribe gave me!"

"Can quack beasts be raised? Be careful that they fly away."

"It's okay, I'll cut off the feathers of their wings so they won't fly. Yafu, you cook, I'll go find a tada."

"What are you looking for?"

"Didn't he just build a nest? I'll learn how to build a nest from him!"

Bai Wu dropped a sentence, flapped her wings and flew upwards, leaving two feathers spinning and landing slowly.