After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

The green roots were placed next to each other, each of them was ugly and covered with dirt.

After Baiwu dinner, take the green roots to the river and rub them with grass stems.

After washing, they use stone knives to cut off the damaged part of the green root, pull out the excess root hairs, and then put the whole thing into a stone mortar to crush.

Dark night.

From the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, bonfires were lit in the fire ponds in front of hundreds of big bird nests.

Looking from the mountain, the bonfire is like a trembling red silk.

After a tiring day, the orcs and sub-beasts sat in front of the bonfire, chatting or playing games. Occasionally, they could hear the laughter of children. Accompanied by the sound of Baiwu's family pounding green roots, the whole tribe seemed extraordinarily peaceful.

Gradually, the fire pond of Baiwu's house attracted many people.

The orcs and sub-orcs stretched their necks and gathered around the stone pound to see what food Bai Wu's family could produce.

Unexpectedly, after washing and pounding, they finally produced a large basin of blue-gray water, which looked like mud soup.

The mud soup also exudes the unique astringent smell of green root.

It smells pretty bad.

There was a moment of silence among the crowd.

A hesitant voice sounded, "Ki—is this food you made edible?"

"Yes. Can this thing be eaten? Why don't you mess around?"

"How do you eat green roots in spring? My family picked red berries today, I'll get you some!"

"How can you believe the things in Wumeng? This doesn't look very delicious, let's forget it?"

Bai Wu struggled to move the green root water to the side, "The green root powder is quite delicious after washing, and everyone will know it after cooking."

Everyone obviously didn't believe it.

Kishi interjected, "The smell of meat was so good just now, did everyone smell it?"

"Smell it, the flower animal meat given by the priest, right? It smells really good."

An raised his chin slightly, "Wu made it."

"He can make flower and animal meat, but he doesn't necessarily know how to make green roots. Chuan, Mo, you can't spoil your children too much."

Chuan smiled, "He will. Besides, no matter what, he is still a green root, and he can't be a bad person if he eats it. Wu is a child who knows what's on his mind. Don't worry everyone."

Bai Wu didn't take the family's words to heart at all, and said to his family: "I'll take these green root dregs up to dry."

These green root dregs are good fishing bait after drying, and they are definitely good for making nests when fishing.

Kishi was impatient, stood up and chased him, "I'll go too."

The clansmen shook their heads, seeing that they were ready to rest, they also slowly dispersed.

Chuan and Mo simply packed up their things, followed their two sons back to the nest halfway up the mountain, and urged them to rest.

Anzui responded, came over and squatted beside Baiwu, and asked in a low voice, "When will your green root be ready, will it be as fragrant as meat then?"

Bai Wu stared at the pot of blue-gray green root water, but remembered the taste of casserole powder, sausage powder and other kinds of powder in his mind, and nodded affirmatively, "It's as delicious as meat!"

Kishi patted his knees, "Then let's cook more that day and cook longer!"

Hungry others!

Kishi fell asleep with a sweet dream.

When they got up the next morning, the water in the tub was clear.

Bai Wu asked An to join him, and gently poured out the water in the wooden basin, underneath was a layer of blue-gray green root starch, scooped it up with a spoon, pinched it lightly, it was fine and moist.

Kishi felt it carefully, his eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief, "Is this something in Qinggen?"

"Didn't you watch me wash it yesterday?" Bai Wu put the wooden basin flat, stood up and went to get a wooden spoon by the fire, "Bring me two dustpans here."

"You can eat it after putting it out in a dustpan?"

"Do you want to dry it first?"

"why?"

The eyes of the two brothers collided in mid-air.

Bai Wu was speechless, holding back for a moment, "There's no reason, it's just like that in my dream."

In his previous life, he saw that other people would dry out after washing their powder. How could he know why?

Kishi made a long "Oh", but didn't get to the bottom of it.

The two brothers scooped the green root powder into the dustpan and carried it to the side to dry.

Bai Wu specially ran to the edge of the neighbor's nest below, asking the old neighbors to watch, and if it rains, help them collect green root powder.

Picking up today too.

Bai Wu and the others were busy for a long time, and they picked a lot of mushrooms and wild vegetables in the basket.

Kishi said that there is a kind of mushroom in it that is particularly delicious. It is fresh, fragrant, smooth and tender.

Five days passed in a flash.

The green root powder is thoroughly dried and solidified into small hard particles, like small pebbles.

Kishi observed the green root powder, saw that after drying, the powder was so hard that it could hit someone, he pinched a little and licked it, and even the green root taste was gone, feeling a little disappointed.

He looked left and right, "Is this really edible?"

Bai Wu glanced at him, and replied affirmatively: "It's delicious!"

After Bai Wu finished answering, he looked for his father and asked his father to fetch him a bird tomorrow.

He will use mushroom bird soup to cook green root powder.

There are only a few kinds of animal shapes that the orcs can transform into. Most of the beasts and birds are just simple animals, which are different from the orcs.

Orcs have a natural advantage in the air, and birds are an important part of their diet.

If it weren't for Bai Wu being a sub-orc man, his wings weren't strong enough, his claws weren't sharp enough, he couldn't fly fast, and he didn't have enough physical strength...he would also like to go hunting every day instead of gathering.

They went out to collect in the morning, the sun was shining brightly when they went, and the sky was already full of sunset when they returned.

They, Yafuchuan, were sitting next to the firepit, and Xiaguang put a layer of gold on his figure.

Bai Wu wiped the sweat off her face, sat down by the firepit, yelled, and asked, "Father hasn't come back yet?"

"I'm back, and I went to help Da carry the wood again."

Kishi interjected, "Is it going to build a nest?"

Every time the orcs in the tribe reach adulthood, they have to collect stones, firewood and rubber oil to build their own nests.

Orcs generally don't need it.

When they are single, sub-orcs live in the nest built by their fathers, and when they have a partner, they decorate the nest built by their partner with their partner.

Chuan said: "He has long wanted to build a nest, and he is about to start a family with his partner."

"Is it the hawk companion I met at the Hundred Birds Festival this year?"

"It's that little Asian beast." Chuan smiled, "And talk about others, what about that eagle orc that you know? Why don't you get in touch anymore?"

Kishi hummed twice, didn't answer, and sat by the firepit with his head propped up, looking a little lonely under the sun.

Bai Wu looked at him curiously, but said nothing.

Chuan didn't ask, but turned to Bai Wu and said, "Wu, your father called you the bird you want, do you want to help you pluck it?"

"I'll go by myself." Bai Wu stood up, "Where should I put it?"

"It's in the basket, with one breath left."

Bai Wu approached the basket, and sure enough, she saw a gray bird shut under the basket.

This bird was bigger than the ducks he had seen in his previous life, with a cold beak and claws, it looked very fierce.

As soon as Baiwu approached, the bird fluttered and began to struggle.

Bai Wu stared at it, put his hands outside the basket for a long time, but he couldn't catch the bird.

Chuan walked over from behind him, "You go and sit down, I'll come."

"No need." Bai Wu lifted the lid of the basket and reached in to catch the bird.

"Jie—"

The bird struggled frantically, its powerful wings flapping rapidly, and its two claws waving wildly.

Bai Wu's chin receded desperately, her hair was loose, and several feathers were missing from her feather skirt.

"Damn it." Bai Wu half-closed her eyes, trying to catch the bird's feet.

Kishi reached out his hand from the side, held the bird down, pinched its wings and lifted it up, "It's useless!"

Bai Wu: "..."

An lifted the bird out with one hand, looked left and right, picked up the stone knife, and was about to kill the bird.

Bai Wu hurriedly said, "Wait, I'll get some salt water to contain blood!"

"What do you want salt water for?"

Bai Wu couldn't explain it, so he could only put a little salt in a bowl and mix it with half a bowl of water, "When you kill a bird, put the bird's blood in it."

"Trouble." Kishi muttered, "Come here and help catch the bird's feet."

Chuan stood up to help, "Wu, you go to the side to rest, Kishi and I will come."

"No, I'll do it." Bai Wu grabbed the bird's foot with both hands, lifted it up, raised his arm and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "First cut the throat and let the blood out."

Kishi moved very nimbly, pinching the root of the gray bird's wing with one hand and bleeding with the other.

Bai Wu firmly grasped the bird's feet, but he didn't expect that the gray bird's strength was stronger than he imagined, and he almost used all his strength to keep the gray bird from letting go.

After the bird's blood was injected, Gray Bird gradually lost the strength to struggle.

The two brothers threw the gray bird aside.

Gray Bird died after a while.

Chuan brought over the hot water burning in the big pottery pot, "You guys rest, I'll pluck the hairs."

Bai Wu really didn't like doing these things, so she smiled shyly at his Yafu, and went to rest beside him.

The gray bird's hair stubble was not much, and his Yafu's movements were very nimble, he plucked the gray bird's feathers in two or three strokes, and took out the internal organs to clean them.

Bai Wu took the clean gray bird, put it in a large clay pot, put it under cold water, lit the fire and started to cook.

It is very simple to cook bird soup. The water is boiled and the foam is skimmed off, and then simmered slowly.

Bai Wu is very patient in doing this kind of thing.

After the bird soup is stewed until it smells good, put the cleaned mushrooms down, and finally put the bird blood.

Dried mushrooms are more flavorful than fresh mushrooms, and the aroma becomes more intense after the mushrooms are put down.

Kishi sniffed, "Wu, you are really talented in doing these things. I think you make the most delicious soup in the tribe."

Bai Wu smiled triumphantly, "Yes, in terms of eating, I'm not bragging, I'm sure a lot better than everyone else."

"Your requirements are much higher than others. In the future, your orcs still don't know if they can meet your requirements."

Bai Wu was taken aback, "Why are we talking about orcs again, can't I not want orcs?"

Chuan patted him on the back and said with a smile, "Sub-orcs will find orcs sooner or later, and you will understand later."

Kishi said: "He is still a child, what kind of orc is he looking for, let's talk about it later."

The two of them changed the topic in a few words, but Bai Wu himself would not drag it back.

He stood up, "I'll get the powder and sieve it."

The powder sieve is a new gadget made by Baiwu in the past two days. The log is hollowed out, and a few round holes are drilled underneath. When it is needed, put the green root powder mixed with water into it, and then press it with a wooden pestle. , the green root powder will leak from the hole and fall into the boiling water to form a root powder.

Kishi and Chuan watched from the side as Bai Wu prepared a bowl of neither dry nor thin green root powder with an almost sacred attitude, and then poured it into the powder sieve.

The green root powder leaked through the hole and fell into the bird soup, translucent.

Both of them were full of curiosity.

Kishi asked: "Can I eat it like this?"

"Almost, it can be eaten after cooking."

Bai Wu looked at the long and short, thick and thin powder, and then looked at the green root powder left in the powder sieve, and sighed inwardly, as if he didn't succeed in doing it.

Still have to do it twice.

Bai Wu looked up at the dark blue sky, "It's getting dark, why haven't Father and the others come back?"

"Soon." Chuan said, "I can't fly with the wood on my back, so I probably walked back."

Bai Wu said: "Then I'll cook some bird eggs again."

Baiwu not only boiled bird eggs, but also boiled wild vegetables.

Bird eggs are boiled, put in cold water, shelled, and cut into two pieces.

At this time, the egg yolk has just solidified, and the orange-red egg yolk and white egg white form a clear contrast, which looks very beautiful.

When the wild vegetables are blanched, a little oil is specially put in the boiling water for Baiwu. After blanching, the wild vegetables are still emerald green and firm.

Take the white turnip powder out of the pot.

The bird soup is golden, the egg yolk is orange, the egg white is white, the wild vegetables are emerald green, the bird’s blood is brown, and the vermicelli is translucent blue-gray. They are swayed into a large black pottery bowl, and they are colorful.

It was the first time Kishi saw such food, and he couldn't bear to eat it for a while.

Right at this moment, their father Mo came back.

Followed back and behind the cousin Da.

Before he got close, he sniffled his nose and asked loudly, "What do you eat? It's so delicious?"

Bai Wu replied, "The green root powder you saw the other day."

He leaned over to look at the bowl, "No way, how can there be green roots in it?"

Chuan smiled, and picked up the transparent vermicelli, "I'm not lying to you, this is green root powder, try it?"

Da sniffed, "Then let me taste what this green root powder tastes like."

Bai Wu snorted softly, "Didn't you say a few days ago that you wouldn't eat it even if you killed it?"

"It didn't kill you, you can try it." Da rubbed Bai Wu's head, "I picked so many wild fruits for you every year, do you still hold grudges?"

When Bai Wu's soul was not in place before, his IQ was only four or five years old. He liked wild fruits very much, and he waited for a few older children to feed him a lot every year.

Bai Wu gritted her teeth, finally took a new bowl, mixed a bowl of noodles, and divided the two egg petals in her bowl into one for him.

Da suddenly patted him on the shoulder, his face full of emotion, "Good brother!"

Bai Wu loosened her shoulders and pressed him, "Get up, I'll mix some bird meat."

The bird meat in the soup was almost stewed, Bai Wu took out the bird meat, tore it into strips, added sour jam and salt, and mixed it well with chopsticks.

It was the first time for Da to see people handling bird meat in this way. When he saw the sauce-colored bird meat in the bowl, his eyes were full of doubts, "Is this food delicious?"

"Then don't eat it." Bai Wu nimbly picked up a big ball of mixed pork shreds for each of the two fathers, and let An to do it himself, and then urged, "Father and Yafu, try this noodle."

Bai Wu's face was full of anticipation, and the two fathers took a bite with their chopsticks.

After tasting it, both of them were surprised.

Mo suddenly reached out to grab the uneaten powder in his hand, "Don't eat it yet."

Da looked confused, "Huh?"

Mo Dao: "Give this bowl to the priest to taste, and I will share half with you."

Bai Wu burst out laughing with a "puchi".

Kishi laughed louder beside him.

Da Huan Huan Ji Ji withdrew his hand, "Master Priest may have finished his dinner long ago, and he can't eat at all."

"A bowl of noodles is not much." Mo said, "Even if you can't eat it, it's good to have a taste."

Bai Wu remembered the piece of meat that the priest gave him a few days ago, and didn't object, but said: "Father, you can send it to the priest after you finish eating, anyway, it won't take long."

Mo nodded.

Bai Wu put a piece of shredded bird mixed with chopsticks in the priest's bowl of noodles, covered it with a plate, put it aside, then took out another bowl, picked up a chopsticks of noodles for each person, and ate them evenly.

This is the first bowl of noodles that Bai Wu ate after coming to this world.

This bowl of noodles did not disappoint him after such a long time of tossing and waiting.

The soup cooked in the earthenware pot is fragrant and thick, and the umami taste of the bird meat is all in it.

The sifted powder is full of the taste of bird soup, thick and smooth, bouncing in the mouth, and full of chewiness.

Taking a sip, he felt the fragrance of the powder in his mouth and nasal cavity.

It's so delicious.

He thought back to his previous life. After get off work in the morning, he went to eat noodles at a nearby time-honored noodle shop under the sun.

The air conditioner was blowing overhead, and the boss behind him was cooking noodles in the back kitchen, and the aroma wafted all over the room.

He blew the hot noodles to cool down, ate a mouthful of noodles, chewed a side dish, drank a sip of soda, and spent the long summer days slowly day after day.

Bai Wu's eyes were a little red.

He lowered his head, blowing the hot air of the powder to cover up the unnaturalness on his face.

The taste of this powder was different from any food they ate, except for Baiwu, no one had ever eaten such delicious food.

"It's amazing, the dry and hard green root can make such food!" Dahulu took a big mouthful of noodles, and stuffed a chopstick of shredded pork into his mouth, "I'm going to go after hunting tomorrow. Dig green roots."

Kishi said: "We're going to Xilin to dig green roots, so don't rob us."

"Aan." Mo gave his son a warning look. There is no habit of eating alone in the tribe.

Da didn't care, "How many green roots are there in Xilin? People from other tribes have already been there. I'm going to a forest you don't know. There are not only green roots, but also many edible mushrooms."

"Just blow it up, how can there be strange forests near the tribe?"

"I didn't say that we were nearby. The wings of our bird orcs are so powerful that the place we can fly is far away. Does Lushan know? There is a forest there, especially a lot of green roots and mushrooms. No sub-orcs have passed by yet. I'm going Dig there."

Sub-orcs are much weaker than orcs in physique, and their flying ability is also poor. Many places that orcs can go, sub-orcs can't go.

Bai Wu had only heard of the place he mentioned, but had never been there.

It was too far away, and the suborcs couldn't fly there in one go. If they wanted to go, they would probably have to fly for a long time. If they were unlucky, they might not be able to return until the next day.

Bai Wu was full of curiosity about that place, "There are really so many green roots and mushrooms there?"

"Of course, there are so many mushrooms in baskets that almost no one has ever been to. When I went hunting last time, I found many rotten mushrooms on the ground. It's a pity."

Bai Wu suspected that he was bragging, "Then why don't you pick some up?"

Dahehe laughed twice, "I originally planned to take Yu over there to play."

Yu is a sub-orc of the eagle clan, and is his partner in dating.

Bai Wu understood as soon as he heard it, this guy Ganqing discovered such a treasured place of geomantic omen, and planned to bring his partner there for a date.

Bai Wu smiled, showing a set of beautiful small white teeth, "Shall we bring the rain tomorrow? Can we go too?"

Da was not happy, "Aren't you going to Xilin?"

"You said Xilin doesn't have any good things." Bai Wu's eyes fell on the bowl he was holding, and his chin slightly lifted, "So what if there are good things, you don't know how to make them."