After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Bai Wu followed his family to burn pottery, and it was not that complicated to burn tiles. He didn't ask his family to help, and ran over by himself with a basket on his back.

When firing pottery and making tiles, everyone brought a lot of firewood.

Now the firewood is still piled on the other side of the river.

Bai Wu flew to the opposite bank, carrying firewood one by one, inspecting the kiln body, repairing the cracked places with wet mud, and carrying the tiles in one by one.

After he confirmed that there was no problem, he directly ignited the kiln.

When the kiln was fired, there was a lot of smoke and dust, and when Baiwu lit the fire, his whole body was already ashamed, with a layer of dust piled on his skin.

Dust and sweat mixed together and piled sticky on his skin, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Bai Wu wiped off the sweat with her shoulders, and went a few steps away to wash her face and hands.

While he was washing his head, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance from his nose.

Before his brain could react, he had already dodged to the side, picked up the stick that was placed aside, and was about to take his turn.

But before the real round went out, it was dangerously frozen.

The stick trembled, Bai Wu frowned, looked at Nan Yao who had just walked from behind him, "Why are you walking so silently?"

"He's quite alert, and his skills have improved a lot."

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Bai Wu put down the stick in his hand, "I have gone out to hunt so many times, and I have practiced it. Why are you here?"

"I heard that you are going to burn tiles. Come here to see what special things you are making. Can you see it?"

"Just look at it, these tiles were made for me by the tribe, there is no secret."

Bai Wu washed her feet, moved a wooden pier over, and signaled Nanyao to sit down.

"I'm going to burn a lot of tiles this time, and I divide them into two batches. One batch is already in the kiln, and the second batch is piled up next to it. It's the same as firing pottery, and it's not worth seeing."

Nan Yao picked up a semi-finished tile from the side, weighed it in his hand, "This tile is so heavy, why did you choose tile instead of miscanthus. Miscanthus is so easy to get."

"Miscanthus needs to be repaired and strengthened almost every year. If you use tiles, no accidents, you only need to repair once every five or six years. You only need to replace some of the broken tiles. It is almost once and for all."

"Besides, miscanthus is prone to mold. I built a stone house with miscanthus as the roof, and the musty smell covered the house, which was very unpleasant."

"This tile is semi-curved, so it really won't leak?"

"No, when the time comes, the roof will be sloped, and the tiles will be stacked one by one, which is equivalent to a series of drainage pipes. No matter it is raining or snowing, it is impossible for water to leak."

Bai Wu added firewood to the pottery kiln, taking advantage of his free time, he simply demonstrated it to him on the spot.

There are wood and tiles everywhere here, and he built the general shape of the roof with one hand.

Nan Yao watched his movements, his eyes flickered, and he took the tile in his hand and looked at it over and over again.

"Admirable wisdom. You're going to have to put a shelf on the roof, after all?"

"Yes. I plan to use wood to build a frame, and use mortise and tenon structure and resin to solve the problem of the firmness of the frame."

Bai Wu knew that he didn't understand, so he took two pieces of wood and showed him what mortise and tenon structure is.

He watched a lot of short videos in his previous life, so he knows a little about everything.

Nan Yao understood, "You really know a lot."

"In my previous life...ah no, the place where I live in my dream is a place with a lot of information, and there are all kinds of people teaching others all kinds of knowledge."

Nan Yao listened attentively, and said in awe: "I can't quite imagine."

Bai Wu was a little melancholy, "If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have imagined it."

The two sat silently in the wind for a while.

Nan Yao said, "That must be a particularly good place."

Bai Wu deeply agrees.

The atmosphere between the two has never been so peaceful.

Bai Wu was very happy to be able to speak freely in front of people, and said a lot to Nan Yao.

There are many things that are not suitable to be said in front of people. He is almost suffocated. He never thought that one day he would be able to talk like that.

While talking, Bai Wu suddenly thought of something. "Speaking of which, do you know where there is finer colorless sand?"

"What do you want sand for?"

"Burn something called glass."

As a science student, Bai Wu has studied chemistry for so many years, and still has a certain impression of basic chemistry.

Glass is mainly fired from quartz, and calcium carbonate and sodium carbonate are added when firing.

Calcium carbonate is mainly derived from limestone, such as the common heathen-gray stones on the mountains by the river.

Sodium carbonate is also called soda ash. There is no condition to produce high-grade soda ash here, and it is okay to use alkali in gray water to make do.The last time he made soap, he used the alkali filtered from gray water.

The purity of the glass fired in this way will definitely not be very high. It may be yellowish or greenish due to the many impurities, but it is definitely enough for making glass and tiles for lighting.

Bai Wu carefully described to Nan Yao the appearance and use of the glass.

Nanyao showed great interest, "The sand you want can be found in the lower reaches of the Changshui River. There is a place in the Qing nationality where there is a lot of it."

"That--"

"I'll take you there, and you teach me how to make glass."

"Deal! Wait two days for me to finish burning these tiles, and I will go with you."

Nan Yao looked back at the pottery kiln behind him, "Do you want to burn glass in the pottery kiln too?"

"Theoretically, it is possible. But firing glass requires a higher temperature than firing pottery, and you need molds and charcoal. You reminded me, I just happened to make a batch of molds today."

When the people from Baiyao came to help make tiles, they washed a lot of clay and piled it next to them.

He is now making molds, and he doesn't even need to dig the soil, he just kneads the mud to make billets.

Seeing that he was fine, Nan Yao said goodbye to him and went hunting.

Baiwu is making molds and firing kilns at the same time.

Mo came to replace him at night.

He continued the next day.

In the afternoon of the second day, he felt that the tiles were almost burned. After the last firewood was burned out, he covered the kiln with wet mud, and waited for the tiles to continue to smolder and cool down naturally.

The finished molds are placed outside the pottery kiln and dried by the temperature emitted by the pottery kiln.

at dinner time.

Holding the bowl, Bai Wu thought about going out with Nan Yao, "Yafu, Afu, tomorrow I will go out with the priest to collect materials."

"Why are you going out with the priest again?" Kishi cast an inquiring gaze from the edge of the bowl, "You have a good relationship with the priest recently?"

"My lord priest is familiar with the neighborhood and knows where the materials I want are."

Chuan had no objection, "You go out and pay attention to safety. You are going to go for a few days and come back at night?"

"Shouldn't be back tomorrow night, but the day after tomorrow." Bai Wu lowered the bowl in his hand, "Ya Fu, the sheep at home—"

"I know, the baa-baa beast, the quack beast, the fish cage, and the vegetable garden are all entrusted to us, so you can rest assured."

"It's good to have you! Then I will leave early tomorrow with the priest, and come back early the day after tomorrow."

Bai Wu and Nanyao got to know each other well, and they didn't need to prepare anything special when they went out. They carried dry food and water in the basket on their backs, prepared daily necessities, changed back into animal form, and set off.

When they set off, it was still early and the sun had not yet risen.

Bai Wu was flying in the wind belt rolled up by Nanyao, and he became sleepy while flying, and after yawning a few times, his eyelids gradually couldn't open.

He flapped his wings one after another, and accidentally flew out of the wind belt brought up by Nanyao, shaking and falling directly below.

This fall was a drop of tens of meters. The feeling of weightlessness made him break out in cold sweat, and he became sober.

Fortunately, they were flying high enough that this drop did not matter.

Nan Yao flew to his side, looking like he was about to pick him up, but seeing that he was fine, he beeped to signal him to follow.

Bai Wu flapped his wings, and flew obediently beside Nan Yao, flapping his wings vigorously to wake up and dozed off, not daring to be lazy anymore.

At noon, the two fell to the ground.

Bai Wu first apologized, "I was a little excited last night, I didn't sleep well, I accidentally squinted while flying, I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

"I'll get some sleep later, and I'll set off after I've had enough rest."

At noon, the two of them simply ate some barbecue and simmered noodles, paired with sour jam and sweet goat milk with white radish, the taste was not bad.

After Bai Wu was full, she found a shade under a tree, wrapped herself in the robe she brought, covered her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

It's good to come out with Nanyao, he never has to worry about safety issues, and he doesn't have to keep watch.

He slept for at least two hours.

Bai Wu raised his head to look at the sun above his head, the sun had sunk to the west from the sky directly above.

"I woke up." Bai Wu met Nanyao's gaze and jumped on the spot, "Let's go."

"Drink of water."

Bai Wu took out the wooden tube and took a few sips of water, "I'm really sober now."

There was a smile in Nan Yao's eyes.

The two set off directly and arrived at their destination in the evening.

This is an island in the middle of the river, and its area is quite large. Bai Wu turned his head and looked at it. The longest point is more than 500 meters, and the widest point is also 200 meters. The center of the island is full of green plants.

There is a beach on the periphery of the island. The sand is white and pure, and the particles are smaller than sesame seeds. It is soft to the touch and very comfortable.

Bai Wu couldn't resist taking off the animal leather shoes, and stepped on a row of footprints on the sand.

"Does the sand here meet your requirements?"

Bai Wu turned around and gave Nan Yao a thumbs up, "It's a surprise!"

"Live on the island tonight?"

"I'm OK!"

"You play for a while, I'll go into the woods to see what's on this island?"

"I'm coming with you just in time to see what we're having for dinner tonight."

Birds and beastmen have a wide range of recipes, roots, leaves, flowers and fruits, birds, beasts, fish and insects, basically as long as they are not poisonous, they can be eaten.

Some unscrupulous bird orcs will put all the food in a clay pot and simmer, and stew dark dishes.

Baiwu prefers to mix and match the ingredients, judging whether to simmer, bake, roast, or stew according to the food in hand.

If you don't talk to him about anything else, at least you won't hurt your stomach.

The two walked into the woods. It was late summer, and the weather was getting cooler. There were fewer wild vegetables and mushrooms, but more fruits and roots.

As soon as Baiwu entered the forest, he saw several common plants whose roots were edible. One of them was called Zihonggen, which tasted particularly good, soft and smooth, with a little sweetness.

Bai Wu picked up a wrist-thick stick from the side, and weighed it in his hand, "The purple red root here is pretty good, shall we eat purple red root stewed bacon tonight?"

"Row."

The purple-red root was buried relatively deep. Bai Wu originally thought it would take a lot of effort, but the soil here was loose and soft. A stick can be inserted deep, and a purple-red root can be dug up with three or two strokes of prying. come out.

There is no such sense of accomplishment in digging purple roots elsewhere.

Bai Wu's eyes were bright, eager to dig one after another.

Nan Yao reminded, "It's enough to eat, there are already more than half of the basket."

"There are still a few fat and big plants over there. After digging out those few plants, we can go."

"You just said that too."

"Then dig a few more. I didn't dig the small ones, so it won't damage the ecological balance. I'll dig some back and let my Yafu and the others taste it. Our family hasn't eaten Zihonggen for a long time."

The process of digging purple red roots is so much fun!Especially this small island seems to have been visited by no one, and there are decades of purple roots growing underneath, which are bigger than a bull's head, and Bai Wu can't let it go.

While digging, Bai Wu suddenly felt that the plants next to Zihonggen looked familiar.

He had seen it several times when he was digging purple roots on the island, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

Now looking at it inadvertently, Bai Wu always felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

Especially the leaves are green and wide, a bit like bamboo leaves, but much longer than bamboo leaves, the mesophyll is still very fat and tender, and the edges are very soft, not prickly at all.

It looks a bit like an ornamental plant.

Bai Wu pulled the leaf and touched it, "Why does this leaf look familiar?"

"The leaves of the spicy medicine, sometimes you can pick some of its roots to make soup when it's cold, it's not very tasty, you probably won't like it."

"Huh? This description is more familiar."

Bai Wu muttered something, simply picked up the wooden stick, and stuck it under the plant to pry it.

The roots of this plant were buried surprisingly shallow, and Baiwu pried out the roots and mud together with a light pry.

The moment the rhizome was exposed to the ground, a spicy smell wafted out faintly.

This is ginger? !

Bai Wu was dumbfounded when he saw a large flat piece underneath.

He couldn't recognize the leaves of ginger, so he couldn't recognize ginger.

In the previous life, which kitchen did not have some ginger on the stove or in the vegetable basket?

Even if there are people who hate ginger, they have studied and worked all the way since they were young, and this thing is absolutely indispensable in the cafeteria!

Bai Wu squatted down and picked up the heavy ginger, broke it into pieces, and smelled it closely, a very strong smell of ginger mixed with the smell of earth broke into his nostrils.

He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the clean section again.

The spicy taste directly swept his taste buds.

The taste is so familiar.

Bai Wu almost instantly remembered countless past events about ginger.

There is absolutely nothing wrong with this stuff.

It is ginger.

In other words, ginger with a stronger ginger flavor.

Bai Wu never thought that he would find ginger here, so he didn't know what to say for a while.

He sighed inwardly, then turned to face Nanyao, "Nanyao."

"Huh? Is there something wrong with this spicy medicine?"

"It's fine, it's the way you're handling it."

"what?"

"It is a very good condiment, especially in terms of removing fishy smell."

Bai Wu looked at Nanyao and said with emotion, "You really are a man favored by God."

Nan Yao frowned slightly, "I am a priest."

"Yes, yes, you are. My lord priest, if it is convenient for you to go to a place that I have never been to next time, please tell me, I want to go too."

"Some places are very far away."

"What's wrong with Yuan? You don't even know how many good things you missed."

"Dig some back if you like."

"I like it very much! You dig a little more with me, I want to take some back to plant."

"it's getting dark."

"Then let's dig until dark, and get up tomorrow morning to continue digging."

Nan Yao agreed.

Satisfied, Bai Wu really dug till it got dark.

The back baskets they brought were limited, and they simply couldn't hold so much ginger.

After digging to the back, Bai Wu simply pulled out the ginger connecting rods and tied a knot, planning to use the vines to pierce it tomorrow, and directly hang these gingers on his back.

Nan Yao followed him around.

The next day, Bai Wu got up early and dug on the island for half the morning, digging out all the ginger that had grown, and then he stopped in satisfaction.

This time they dug up Zihonggen and ginger, and filled two big baskets of sand.

On the way back, Bai Wu flapped his wings vigorously, carrying the ginger and purple root on his back, without feeling tired at all.

If he can pick so many good things every time he goes out, he can train himself into a strong man!

Nan Yao sent Bai Wu home first, and then helped him transport the sand to the pottery kiln.

Bai Wu landed on the ground, crouched and transformed back into a human form, and shouted to Nanyao, "Thank you this time, I'll bring you delicious food later."

Kishi heard him say this in the tribe, and leaned forward with bright eyes, "Wu, what special food did you bring back?"

"Purple root and ginger, do you want it?"

"What is ginger? Huh? Isn't this a spicy medicine? When I was a child, I saw a sick Asian orc drink it, and I heard him say that it was so spicy that my throat hurt. Can this thing be eaten?"

"good to eat!"

Bai Wu put down the burden, wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, "Help me get some water, I'll wash my face and hands."

"It's just you who care about it."

"Brother, did you drink the goat milk today?"

"The afternoon portion was just squeezed out and put in a clay pot, what's wrong?"

"I'll make ginger milk for you to try!"

Ginger milk is simpler than double skin milk.

Peel the ginger and chop it into fine pieces. Use a cloth to squeeze out the ginger juice and put it in a bowl.

Boil goat milk in a clay pot, add insect honey and stir well, then pour it into a bowl with ginger juice while it is hot, and wait for it to condense.

An stood by and helped Bai Wu.

Seeing him make the ginger juice and goat milk in two or three strokes, the goat milk is poured into the ginger juice, it turns light yellow in an instant, and then turns into a bowl of solid milk after a few breaths.

It looks a bit like Shuangpi Nai, but it has a special fragrance than Shuang Pi Nai.

Bai Wu made a total of five bowls, he stuffed one of them into An's hand, and picked up another bowl himself, "Taste it."

An held the spoon and looked at the milk soup in the bowl suspiciously, a little bit hesitant to put it down.

Without hesitation, Bai Wu dug a large piece with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

Ginger milk melts in the mouth, slightly sweet and slightly spicy, and the taste is much richer than ordinary food.

"Sure enough, it's the taste in my memory, it's strong enough!"

"what?"

"This ginger milk is delicious. I'll bring a bowl for the priest, and these two bowls for Yafu and Ahfu."

"Three bowls are fine for Yafu and Dafu." An took a small sip carefully and frowned, "This taste is really strange."

"If you really don't like it, just leave it, and I'll eat it later when I come back."

Kishi took another sip and didn't speak.

Bai Wu smiled, "Anyway, let's taste it slowly, how about eating and having fun? I'll go first."

Bai Wu gave a bowl of ginger milk.

Jiang Bangnai covered it with a lid, put it in the basket, stuffed it with withered grass beside it, and changed back into a beast shape, holding the handle of the basket in his mouth, and flew directly to the mountain where Nanyao lived.

Nanyao lives in a remote place, with a radius of ten miles, and there is no human habitation.

Bai Wu was not afraid of people's gossip, so she flew to Nanyao's den with a basket in her mouth, put the basket on the ground, changed back into a human form and shouted, "I'm coming!"

Nan Yao poked his head out from the nest, "Why so fast?"

"Can't wait to share it with you!"

Nan Yao frowned slightly.

Bai Wu smiled, "In other words, I hope you can see my value clearly, and take me with you next time you go out. Here, Jiang Zhuangniu, you have a new way to use the spicy medicine in your mouth."

"Even if you don't give it to me, next time you want to go out, you can still ask me to take you."

"It's different, cannibalism is short-mouthed, you accept it, and I'll come here to trouble you next time."