After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

The peppers of Baiwu put in clay pots sprouted quickly.

Their sides are bulging, and small white buds pop out, and the buds can vaguely see two leaves hugging each other tightly, which is very cute.

Bai Wu looked at them, almost holding the mentality of an old father, hoping that they would grow leaves soon.

It was also at this moment that Bai Wu realized that although the taste of these peppers was similar to the peppers of his previous life, they were not the peppers of his previous life.

The peppers in the previous life were grown in the tropics, and it is impossible for them to germinate at such a low temperature.

Once again, he clearly realized that he had come to a strange world.

Although there are pigs, sheep and ducks in this world, they are all a little different from the previous life.

They are not the same species.

Bai Wu originally thought he would be sad, but he didn't expect to realize this, he was only slightly sentimental.

The previous life is really different from this life, and I have been reincarnated, so I don't have to miss the past all the time.

After the white pepper buds are a little taller, transplant them to the side of the cliff near the top of the mountain, hoping that when they grow up, they will be able to surround the cliff with a small guardrail.

The orange sunlight of the morning sun sprinkled the earth.

Bai Wu looked at the small mud pit that had just been dug out, feeling a little proud in his heart.

Maybe in a year or two, this "native pepper" will be full of fruit, and they will have countless peppers to use, and they can cook all kinds of pepper-related delicacies, such as pepper chicken, pepper fish fillets, pepper soup...

Bai Wu felt a tendency to drool, and raised his head to wipe it off, when his brother's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "Damn it! Something serious happened!"

Bai Wu was wiping her face, but when she heard this, her hand shook, and a red mark appeared on her face, and she almost missed her bald skin.

Grass.

He really shouldn't have taught his brother to speak foul language.

"Brother, what are you doing?!"

"Today, the people from the long-leg tribe carried two people and flew to the mountain to find the priest early in the morning. Do you know that?"

"Aren't they in the north, very far from here?"

"Yeah, that's why I was surprised. They must have been heading this way during the night. Guess what happened?"

"injured?"

"Okay, you can guess this! How about you guess how they were injured?"

"Don't be so secretive, you must be hurt because of love."

"Fuck! Did the priest just come to see you and tell you the matter in advance?! Bah, I know what's going on between you and the priest, but you still try your best to keep it a secret and refuse to tell me."

"Master Priest is such a big man, you can't hide it if you come to me, okay? Where can I hide it from you?"

"Go to the water's edge and look at your expression. With your gossip-like face, I don't believe that they were injured without inside information. Two people were injured, and there is inside information. What else can there be besides love?"

"As expected of my younger brother, he is smart!"

Bai Wu looked away, not bothering to pay attention to his brother.

There are wounded people on Nanyao's side. He must not be able to get away now, let alone go to the fish orc tribe with him.

Bai Wu frowned.

Kishizui told him from behind Baiwu's ass that the two orcs fell in love with the same sub-orc.

The suborcs were still hesitating, and they couldn't make up their minds after the Zhibuning Grassland Market ended.

The two orcs made an appointment to fight, but the last one broke his wing and the other broke his leg.

"You don't know that the animal-shaped legs of their long-legged tribe are very long. The one who broke his leg seems to have turned his leg straight over. Hearing them say it is very scary."

Bai Wu knew.

Isn't it wading birds?Who doesn't know.

The animal shape of the long-legged tribe is quite similar to the red-crowned crane, but there is no red spot on the head, and the body is much larger.

Bai Wu said: "Since they were injured so badly, should they stay with the priest for a while?"

"Sure. They are so badly injured, who dares to take them back? What if they are not cured and left crippled? They are still young orcs."

Bai Wu sighed.

Nanyao lives alone, but there are two nests.

He lives in one room by himself, and the other room is specially built for orcs or sub-orcs who are inconvenient to stay overnight.

Bai Wu said, "I'll go up and have a look."

"Go up now? Yafu is about to make breakfast? Don't you bring some for the priest?"

"He doesn't cook himself?"

"I'm busy taking care of patients, how can I have time? Maybe I will do it at noon, and I have to do it for the patients. I must be hungry by the time I eat."

Hearing this, Bai Wu retracted her wings that were ready to move, and said with a frown, "I'll make a few more omelets and bring them up."

There are still several baskets of bird eggs in his family, and the number is growing at a rate of several every day.

Baiwu has developed many egg delicacies, including but not limited to salted eggs, steamed eggs, stewed eggs, egg cakes, and double-skin milk.

Now the most popular among family members is green onion omelette.

Bai Wu went to the vegetable garden and cut a handful of fresh and tender wild onions, chopped them into egg liquid, added salt and diced bacon, mixed well, and fried them directly in a clay pot.

The ceramic pot is not heated very evenly, and the heat transfer is relatively slow, and it is easy to burst if you are not careful, but it is perfect for frying eggs.

Bai Wu stood in front of the clay pot, poured the stirred egg liquid in batches, and immediately turned it over with chopsticks after it solidified, and fried it until slightly browned on both sides, before putting it on the black pottery plate.

Kishi sniffed beside him, "It's been a long time since I ate your fried omelette, it's really delicious!"

"How long did it take, besides, isn't Yafu's cooking the same?"

"It's really different. Yafu and I can't cook that soft, tender and fragrant taste."

"It's because you didn't put enough bacon and animal oil. The omelette is fried, you should eat it while it's hot."

"Wait with you."

"I'll go up and eat with the priests and the others."

"Okay." Kishi took out three pancakes on the plate, and before leaving the kitchen, he poked his head in and asked, "Master Priest is not free today, do you want to go out with us to collect?"

"What do you want to collect today?"

"Sour fruit. I think it will snow soon. After the snow, all the sour fruit will fall. Let's save more while the weather is good."

Bai Wu's family is a big eater of sour fruit, and there are several jars of sour fruit jam in the utility room of their house all the year round.

Every time there is one or two cans left, An is very anxious, and he will definitely pick a lot of sour fruits and bring back the Baiwu to boil again.

Driven by the shore, the clan also set off a wave of eating sour fruit, especially like to make sour jam.

There are too few seasonings in the main tribe, only salty and sweet.Sweetness is not easy to come by.

In this case, sourness becomes the important flavor.

Bai Wu nodded, "Take me one, I'll come down sooner."

"Just don't be too late. It will take some time for me to feed the livestock after eating."

Bai Wu promised to pick sour fruit later, but he had to speed up when doing other things.

He quickly spread out the omelette, took the bacon and roasted fruit from home, and a can of yogurt, put them in a basket, and went to find Nanyao with them.

As soon as he approached Nanyao's nest, he smelled a strange smell.That would never be Nan Yao's experience.

Bai Wu uttered a cry, and after flying low, he lightly placed the basket he was holding on to the ground, stepped back a little, and turned back into a human form, "My lord priest?"

Nan Yao looked up from the nest, "Here."

Bai Wu carried the basket and walked over to his den for entertaining guests. As soon as he entered, he saw two young orcs lying in the den.

The skin of the orcs was a little fairer than those of the Bai people, and they looked quite upright, but both of them were frowning.

Bai Wu glanced at it.

The unlucky man on the left had a fixed stick tied to his arm, and the unlucky man on the right had his thigh immobilized. They all looked miserable, and Zhou Zheng's appearance was unattractive no matter what.

Bai Wu saw that the wounds of the two orcs were covered with green herbs, and Nan Yao was also sitting and grinding the herbs with a stone mortar, so he knew that he was still preparing medicinal materials for the two orcs.

Bai Wu walked up to Nan Yao, and snapped his fingers under his nose, "I brought you breakfast, have you all had breakfast?"

"I'm planning to eat later, you put it there." A smile flashed in Nan Yao's eyes, "Who told you that I have injuries here?"

"Who else is there besides my brother?" Bai Wu lowered his voice, "I guess you'll be very busy here, so I brought some for you by the way. It's for three people. Remember to eat when you're done."

"it is good."

"Then I went to collect it today."

"be careful."

After the two talked in a few words, Bai Wu waved to the two orcs lying in the nest, turned and left.

The two orcs watched his back leave.

Nan Yao stood up holding the medicine mortar, "Take the medicine again."

"Hiss—" the expressions of the two orcs changed instantly.

It's fall, and there aren't many berries in the wild.

Bai Wu and his companions flew to the woods where they often went to pick berries.

Whether trees or shrubs in the forest, most of the leaves have fallen.

Sour fruit trees are easy to find. They are small shrubs that can be found everywhere in the forest. After the leaves fall, the red or yellow sour fruits on the branches are exposed, which are very easy to identify.

Everyone walked in twos and threes in all directions.

The sour fruit is only the size of a fruit tomato, with a thick skin, and it grows specially among the thorns of the branches.

They are quite skillful when it comes to picking sour berries.

Baiwu and An are both skilled hands, they specially picked the sour fruit in the gap, one after another, and one after another, their slender fingers seemed to dance, and after a while, each of their baskets was covered with a shallow layer Sour fruit.

Bai Wu looked at the slender thorns of the sour fruit, and said, "This tree is good for a fence."

"Fence? Do we need a fence?"

"I don't need it at home, so I can take it to Xingwang Valley. Wild boars and sheep are always escaping from prison these days. I think I can grow a bunch of sour fruits at the mouth of the valley."

"Sour fruit can't stop a sheep's tongue."

"If you can't stop it, you can't stop it. If you can stop their footsteps, it's already pretty good."

The more Bai Wu looked at it, the more he felt that this plan was feasible.

When he was halfway through the harvest, he simply flew home and brought back a few stone picks to dig for the sour fruit.

Seeing him saying that wind is rain, Kishi muttered beside him.

"Autumn and spring are good times for transplanting trees. Try it, and you won't suffer any losses. If you plant it well, we won't go so far away to pick sour fruits. When we go down the mountain to feed livestock, we will pick a handful by the way. That's it, that's great."

"There are all over the mountains and plains here, how many plants can you plant when you dig them back?"

"Plant a little today, plant a little tomorrow, and sooner or later the whole valley will be filled, but it's not necessary."

They are addicted to digging sour fruit trees, and the speed of collection is slow.

The other sub-orcs had picked enough sour fruit, and they came back to find them. They hadn't picked half of the basket, but there were already many sour fruit trees dug up on the ground.

"What are you guys talking about? Why are you digging sour fruit again?"

"Wu said that he wanted to dig some and go back to plant. Don't worry about our brothers, you go back first."

"What are you doing back home? There's nothing else to do next, why don't we dig together."

"That's right, it didn't take much time. I dug here, and there is a plant that grows very shallow. I pulled it out with my hand, and it was lifted up."

The sub-orcs called their friends and friends, and they all came to help.

They were very skillful and strong, and they helped dig a lot in a short while.

Bai Wu and An couldn't bring back so many sour fruit trees all at once, so everyone grabbed one and flew back directly.

The Asian orcs not only helped them bring back the sour fruit tree, but also planted it for them.

Bai Wu looked at the large sour fruit trees planted at the exit of the valley. When these sour fruit trees grew up next year, most of the livestock would probably not come here, let alone escape from prison.

The sheep may come to nibble on the young leaves, and the wooden fence at the mouth of the valley is enough to stop them.

"Thank you so much everyone today, let's go! Go back to our house and invite everyone to drink goat milk!"

"Wow! I want to drink it! Can today's goat milk contain insect honey?"

"It must be let go!"

"Hahahahaha."

Bai Wu and An took their partners home, and everyone came to their house without restraint. They each found a place to sit and looked at their house and yard with envy in their eyes.

Before the house was built, no one could have imagined what the house would look like. After the house was actually built, everyone realized that the house was much better than the nest.

Strong, warm and neat.

Especially in this cold and windy autumn, living in a house, sleeping on a bed and living in a nest, the feeling is completely different.

Living in the nest may be woken up by small ice particles blown by the wind at night, which is really not a very good living experience.

Many people in the tribe have already said that when they are free next year, they will learn from Baiwu, dig stones and burn tiles, and build a few decent houses.

Bai Wu's family now has two more ewes, and a total of three ewes can produce milk, and they can milk a large pot every morning and evening.

Their family saved two cans of milk yesterday, and sent one to Nanyao in the morning, and left one can of yogurt for everyone to eat.

The morning milk has been boiled and put in a jar, and I haven't finished drinking it yet.

With ample supplies in hand, Bai Wu has become very generous, and he is not at all soft-hearted in asking everyone to drink milk.

Goat milk is available in the entire tribe, and only Baiwu's family has it.

Everyone drank in small sips and cherished it very much.

"This goat's milk is delicious. Next year, I will ask my father to catch me a ewe."

"I want it too. Shuangpi milk and ginger milk are both delicious. I bought a lot of ginger at the market, but unfortunately there is no goat's milk."

There are many people in the tribe who hate the taste of ginger, and there are also many people who like to eat it.

Bai Wu smiled, "You guys reminded me, I still have a little ginger at home, and I'm going to make salted ginger shreds tonight."

"How did you get that salted ginger? Last time I tasted it, it was delicious! I just can't get that taste out, no matter how much salt I add."

"That, I put a little Houttuynia cordata, a little sour fruit juice, and a little insect honey. After mixing well, the taste will not be so strong."

"So that's the case, sour fruit is still useful?"

"Yes. There are so many uses for sour fruit. You can put a little in it for cooking and tea. The taste is very different."

"Then can you put sour fruit in goat's milk?"

Bai Wu didn't answer yet.

An rushed to speak, "That won't work, the milk will be lumpy after letting it go, and there is no way to drink it at all."

Bai Wu: "?!"

Yep, goat milk clumps!

Bai Wu's heart was beating wildly, and she looked back at his brother.

Kishi met his eyes, was also startled, and asked hesitantly, "What's wrong? Did I guess wrong, goat's milk can also put sour fruit?"

"Of course! It's just not for drinking! I just said I felt like I forgot something? It turned out to be this!"

Kishi was even more at a loss, "What?"

“Another use for goat milk!!!”

Immediately, Bai Wu couldn't care less about chatting with everyone, he stood up with a "huh", "I suddenly thought of a new way to eat goat's milk, you sit here for a while, and I will milk the goat's milk."

"What new way to eat? I want to see it too, is that okay?"

"Yes, but it takes a long time to prepare for this new way of eating. How about everyone having dinner at my house tonight?"

"Yeah! Wu really likes you!"

"Hahahaha, then we have to go over and help."

The sub-beasts did what they said, and they all surrounded Baiwu to milk the goat.

They had just come over to grow sour fruit, and milked the goats very well.

The goat's milk was squeezed, and there was more than half of the bucket. Bai Wu flew back to the tribe with the goat's milk. He found a new pottery pot, first boiled the water, cleaned the pot, and then boiled the goat's milk slowly over low heat. .

"Wood! The sour juice you want has been filtered!"

"Give it to me, it can be put into goat's milk."

Baiwu dripped half a bowl of sour juice into the milk pot, stopped stirring, and stopped burning the fire underneath.

The goat's milk in the pot curdled quickly.

"Wow--"

A unanimous admiration came from the side, Bai Wu hooked the corners of his mouth, and carefully put the clay pot on the ground.

He used a wooden chip to divide the coagulated goat's milk in the pot into grids.

Pieces of coagulated goat milk slowly precipitated milky yellow juice, floating in the pot.

That's whey.

Bai Wu took the dustpan, and scooped the solidified milk into the dustpan to drain.

Another person asked: "Is this tofu? It looks like tofu?"

Bai Wu: "You can call it milk tofu, or cheese."

Bai Wu said and put the remaining whole pot of whey back on the stove, and re-ignited a low heat to cook slowly.

Panna cotta drains much faster than tofu and appears softer.

Bai Wu used two clean chopsticks to put the ball of milk tofu back into the pot.

This step is hot milk tofu.

If it is hot, the milk tofu can be drawn.

Bai Wu added salt to the milk tofu, kneaded it and continued to blanch it three times in a row to make the milk tofu into a smooth ball.

The gnocchi was about the size of a football and looked like a white dough.

Baiwu cut it into pieces with wood chips, put it on the dustpan and continue to drain.

During this process, Chuan and Mo came back, saw him tinkering in the kitchen, knew that he was cooking delicious food again, and came over to help with a smile.

Most of the bucket of goat milk was used, and finally two pieces of milk tofu were made, one big and one small.

Everyone went to the yard and started another fire, and boiled the purple red root and noodles with water.

Everyone peeled off the skin of the purple red roots and noodles, put them in a stone mortar, added salt and pounded them into mud.

Bai Wu found out the slate for barbecue at home, added bird eggs and milk tofu to the purple root and noodle puree, then added bacon and chopped green onion, and finally put it on the slate for roasting.

The slate is brushed with oil, so that the purple red root puree and noodle puree baked in this way are crispy on one side and soft on the other. When you bite into it, it is full of milky fragrance, fragrant and waxy, and it can be stretched in your mouth.

A group of sub-orcs sat in front of the firepit in a row. You ate each other, and tears almost flowed out.

"I thought the flour puree last time was delicious enough, but I didn't expect it to taste like this."

"Wu, I'll continue to come over to help you tomorrow, so you can cook something delicious for me."

"I can help too! Wu, do you know my brother? It's the very tall new tribal warrior. Can I give him to you in exchange for something delicious?"

"Bah! What are you brothers thinking about?"

"Bah! You're not a brother anymore, why are you only introduced to Wu but not to me?"

"Pooh! I don't know what reason to pooh, but everyone pooh you, let me do the same!"

"Hahahaha, that's all I'll say."

The sub-orcs pushed each other and smiled, and the cold night seemed to be warmed up by delicious food and laughter.

Bai Wu smiled and cooked delicious food for her family and friends.

When he was full, he baked another basket and put it beside him.

Someone was sharp-eyed, so I bumped my elbow against my companion's chest, and asked winkingly, "Wu, you baked so many noodles, do you want to eat it tomorrow morning?"

"No, I will send some to the priest later."

"Oh--"

Bai Wu was calm and composed, "Our house is so close to the Priest, so we might bother him if we fight here. Since we made delicious food, we must give some of it to our beloved Priest."

This reason is too honest.

Bai Wu's expression is still very flat, very righteous.

Asian orcs, you look at me, I look at you, and always feel that something is wrong.

Bai Wu stood up, "Since you mentioned it, I'll deliver it to the priest as soon as possible. It won't taste good if it gets cold. You guys chat slowly, and I'll come back to chat after delivering it."

Kishi whispered, "Waiting for you? You send it up, so you don't know when it will come down."