After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

People like Bai Wu, who have experienced the test of Chinese food for a long time, think that grilled white mussels are delicious.

Not to mention a few Fuyu people who have never eaten any delicacies other than stewing, boiling and roasting.

A group of people buried their heads in eating hard, and the corners of their mouths were full of oil stains.

The only one who is more restrained is Nan Yao. He eats fast, but he returns quickly and can still maintain an elegant posture.

Bai Wu is not a stingy person. Seeing that everyone likes it, he simply broke open the white mussel brought by Anshan and the others, removed the internal organs, cleaned it, and then put pieces of thick and soft mussel meat on the mussel shell, and then roasted it.

Nine people ate hundreds of white mussels, and Bai Wu fried garlic again.

In the end, everyone couldn't hold on anymore, and several people from the Fuyu Clan came to their senses and expressed their thanks in embarrassment.

Chuan greeted them and said that they were all friends, and asked them to eat and drink well, and they had enough food.

After dinner, the Modai Fuyu tribe went to rest in the tribe.

Nan Yao also went back to his nest.

Bai Wu and his father and brother tidy up the house.

An looked at the clam meat in the bucket, "Wu, there is still half a bucket of clam meat left, what should I do with this? Save it for tomorrow morning?"

Bai Wu took a look with her head, "I guess I can't keep it anymore, take out the clean pottery pot and cook it in it."

"I can't eat it anymore!"

"I can't eat it either, boil it thoroughly with salt, thread it on a thread, hang it on a tree to dry, and eat it after it dries."

"Can't just hang it out?"

"There's not enough salt, it's easy to rot. I'll cook it, brother, Yafu, help me filter some grass ash water, and I'll make a batch of soap later."

"It's too late today, why don't we do it tomorrow?"

"The Fuyu tribe helped me a lot. I made some soap for them. They will go back tomorrow, so there is no time to do it."

Bai Wu swiftly put the clean clam meat into the earthenware pot, added water and three tablespoons of salt, brought to a boil over high heat, and cooked through.

The clam meat shrank a little after being cooked, so he fished it out with a rattan fence, passed bone needles through them one by one, threaded them into a large string, and hung them on the tree outside.

When you want to eat it, just throw it into the water and soak it, and you can eat it after soaking the salt.

An was filtering gray water beside him, smelling the smell of white mussels, frowned, and took a step back in disgust, "It's all the same food, why is it so fishy when boiled?"

"What's more, I'm good at cooking." Bai Wu smiled, "The cooking method has a great impact on the taste of the food. I put ginger and garlic in it, otherwise it would be even more unpleasant."

"What else is the pottery pot for? If it's not in use, should I wash it?"

"No, I still need to use the soup inside."

"What can this thing be used for?"

"Make seasoning."

Bai Wu didn't care about his brother's unimaginable expression, and directly thickened the soup in the pot, then poured out the soup, filtered it with a cloth, and thickened it again.

When thickening this time, he put a handful of comfrey candies in it.

Kian watched him ruin things, his face full of heartache, and he muttered, "Anyway, I will definitely not eat this thing in the future."

Bai Wu shrugged, "I think in the future you will probably shout about Zhenxiang."

The clam juice has been concentrated into a paste.

Picking up the spoon used to stir the white turnips, he dipped his tail finger into it to taste.

So salty.

There is a wonderful sweet and umami taste in the salty taste.

This pot of clam juice should be done successfully.

Among other things, it is so salty, at least it should be no problem in terms of preservation.

The earthenware jars where Baiwu stored clam juice were scalded with boiling water, and now they are almost air-dried.

He only kept one clay pot the size of a football.

After filling, he put the clay pot at the foot of the house for daily use.

Kishi asked, "Can we wash this clay pot now?"

"Brother, after you finish washing, put half a pot of cold water and continue to boil."

"What else do you use it for?"

"Boil the shells of white mussels, and use them for soap after they are boiled."

The shell texture of white mussels is delicate and has a certain luster, which is really beautiful.

Kishi took a clam shell and looked at it carefully, but he didn't make any comments.

Boil the clam shells with concentrated salt water, pour them out, scrub them with grass leaves, and boil them again with clean water.

The cooked hand feels very dry, warm and beautiful when held.

Kian held two pieces of white clam shells and looked at them over and over again, "These clam shells are much more beautiful than the leaves."

"Keep as many as you like." Bai Wu yawned and called Yafu, "Yafu, can you help me stir the soap?"

"No cool herbs today?"

"It's too cold, and the cold vanilla soap feels chilly when you rub it on your body. Everyone doesn't want to use it, so let's make the original one."

Bai Wu's family has made soap many times. The ratio of plant ash and animal oil is very accurate, and the saponification process is also completed just right.

The whipped soap is neither over-drying nor under-cleaning.

Soap dries quickly in cold weather.

Baiwu poured the first batch, and before they were completely dried out, he quickly trimmed the shape with wood chips.

By the time all the soap was ready, it was already midnight.

The whole family had been busy for half the night, and they were all exhausted. An and the two fathers hurriedly washed their faces and feet, and went to bed separately.

Only Bai Wu had to go to the bathroom with water, shivering after washing and bathing, and drying her hair in the cold wind.

Fortunately, the sub-orc man was in good health. He struggled for half the night, but he still didn't catch a cold. When he slept until noon the next day, he felt refreshed.

Chuan stayed at home, watched him get up, and served him broth, "Several orcs from the Fuyu clan came to say goodbye in the morning. I saw that you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't call you. Everyone gave them two pieces of soap, and sent them back home." gone."

Bai Wu yawned and went to get the toothbrush, "Got it."

After Bai Wu came back from washing, he sat in the sun and drank soup, saw his Yafu was making winter robes, and said, "Yafu, why don't you go to the tribe to do it with something, let's enjoy the sun and chat together, how nice. "

"Today is almost over, let's do it tomorrow. Wu, I sewed a pair of animal hair socks for you, you can try them later."

"Thank you Yafu. I'll go and have a look right away."

Bai Wu put down the soup bowl, went into the room of the two fathers, and quickly found the socks.

This is a sock woven from animal hair. It feels very thick and soft, and feels dry.

Bai Wu could smell the faint smell of soap on it, presumably his Yafu had washed it many times.

Bai Wu pulled his foot out of the animal skin boots and immediately tried it.

The socks fit well and are warm to wear. Except that they are too soft and too thick, which makes the foot feel a little strange, everything else is perfect.

Bai Wu thought that there was not enough supplies this year, and he would definitely be exposed to the cold. Unexpectedly, there were animal fur clothes, animal fur boots, and now there are animal fur socks.

He put on socks on both feet and jumped up and down in place.

After jumping around for a while, he pawed at the door and pointed his head: "Yafu, the socks fit well and are warm, I like them very much!"

"As long as you like it." Chuan smiled, "Your father went to clean up the livestock in the morning. Kishi also looked at the fish cages and vegetable fields. There should be nothing to do at home. You should take a good rest today."

"Okay, I'll take the leaves of the chacha tree and soak them before resting."

The giraffes say that the fishing nets are made from the leaves of the chacha tree.

Although Baiwu doesn't know the exact steps, it's basically the same. It probably means retting the leaves of the chacha tree, extracting the fibers inside, twisting them into ropes, and finally making them into fishing nets.

Among other things, he is familiar with retting leaves.

Anyway, my previous life was an era of information explosion, and retting a leaf didn't have much technical content.

It is not advisable to find a place where the water is too fast for retting the leaves, otherwise the leaves will be easily washed away.

Bai Wu thought about it, and the most suitable place nearby was the lake where he and Nan Yao went fishing last time.

The flow of that small stream is not large, and the flow speed is not too fast. It is still running water, which is good for retting leaves. If it is stagnant water, so many leaves are thrown down for retting, which may damage the ecology.

Bai Wu flew five or six times by himself before carrying all the leaves to the creek.

Back to the place, it is necessary to build a dam so that the leaves can be put down for retting.

In this way, another afternoon was gone.

At night, Bai Wu took advantage of the firelight of the firepit and the moonlight to pick the newly harvested beans.

In the past few days, they have already threshed the pods, and the beans have been taken out and put into baskets.

It's just that there are sundries and bad seeds in it. The family pours the beans into the dustpan and picks them out before proceeding to the next step.

There are not many beans at home this year, so Bai Wu plans to make some bean paste and fermented bean curd.

Neither of these are very complicated, but the things are more trivial and the waiting time is longer.

Now the family lives in the tribe, there are no extra entertainment activities, the most important thing is time.

It's good for a family to work and talk together.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

One day when Bai Wu woke up together, she felt that the light outside was abnormal.

He pushed open the door and saw that it had snowed in the middle of the night, and it was already ankle-deep.

Standing at the door and taking a deep breath, his lungs were filled with clear air.

This is the second snow this fall.

The first game had already been played when Bai Wu and Nan Yao went to the Long-necked Clan, but it was not a big one.

The snow is not very cold, but after it officially snows, it means that it will be more difficult to go hunting and gathering.

Everyone is getting ready for winter.

Bai Wu's family is not short of food.

The food stored in the utility room of his house is rich in variety and huge in quantity.

All kinds of stems, dried fruits, jams, bacon, cheese, etc., almost filled the utility room.

In addition to the utility room, there are a row of jars at the door of their kitchen and utility room.

There are all kinds of vegetables soaked in the jar, all kinds of sauces are placed, and all kinds of food are marinated.

When pottery was being fired in summer, Kishi murmured that there were so many bottles and jars to be made at home, and it was too much to use up, which was a waste.

As a result, it is only the first winter now, and the pots and jars at home are almost not enough.

Winter is here, that is, the seasons have changed.

Until the weather is too cold to go out, the life of their tribe will not change much.

One day, Bai Wu went out to collect and came back, and landed on the open space outside his house. Before he could stand still, he saw two heads protruding from the utility room of his house, "Wu!"

Then Kishi poked his head out, "Wu, are you back?"

Kishi is showing them around the utility room at home.

Bai Wu quickly changed back to human form, pulled out a large animal skin coat from the basket on his back to wrap it up, put on shoes and socks, "Brother, Hen, Xun, why are you here?"

"At that time, I said I would give you a gift when my injury was cured. I haven't been free for a while, and I finally got some free time. Of course, I have to find time to come and see you."

The two injured orcs from the Longlegs came.

They were recuperating at Nanyao's place some time ago, and when Bai Wu gave Nanyao food, he would often bring their portion.

Bai Wu didn't expect them to bring gifts, and asked them to sit down, "Have your injuries healed, did you feel cold along the way?"

"The wind is a bit strong, but it's nothing to worry about. Wu, we brought you fat grass."

This is the first time Bai Wu heard about this kind of grass, "Do you want to eat it?"

Hen brought the back basket to the front, grabbed a handful of grass from inside, and showed Bai Wu, "It's this kind of grass. This kind of grass is only available in winter. It grows near the water. It's crisp and tender, with a very light bitter taste. Eat it raw." It's also delicious."

Bai Wu took it and looked it over carefully.

This kind of grass looks like a piece of cake, the stems and leaves are very tender, and it can be cut off with a light pinch.

Kishi also took a plant, "We haven't seen fat grass in the territory of the Bai people for many years, it looks so tempting."

Hen immediately answered, "If you like it, I'll bring some over next time."

Not to be outdone, Xun said, "I'll bring it for you too, this time I brought two baskets over."

When the two orcs first arrived, they could barely maintain harmony, but soon they began to confront each other.

Bai Wu looked at them, the rivals didn't seem to be completely reconciled yet.

Bai Wu pinched a small piece of fat grass, put it in his mouth, bit it lightly, and the rich juice splashed out.

It's not bad, it's even delicious.

In winter, I eat a lot of dried fruit and bacon at home. Such a vegetable supplements vitamins and other necessary minerals, which is very good for the body.

Bai Wu's heart skipped a beat, he looked at the four baskets of fat grass on the ground, and asked, "How did this kind of fat grass grow? Did you pick it in the wild?"

"Yes, it's everywhere outside our tribe. As for how it grows—it grows every year."

"I mean does it bloom and set seeds? Or is it nothing, it's all picked this year, and it will grow back on its own the next year?"

Xun rushed to answer, "No, it has seeds, and it will bloom small purple flowers in spring, which is so beautiful."

Bai Wu's eyes lit up, "Then do you have any seeds in your tribe? Can you bring me some?"

"It seems that the patriarch has it. Otherwise, you can wait a few days. After a few days, the early fat grass should bloom and plant. I will pick it for you then."

"No, no, no, this is too much trouble for you. It's such a long trip. Let me see if I can go to your tribe to collect some. I just haven't visited your tribe yet."

There is a mountain range named "Anshan" between the Long-legged tribe and the Fuyu tribe.

The patriarch of the Fuyu clan was named after this mountain range.

Their Fuyu clan is the same as the Yeming clan, every patriarch has the same name. As for who will be the patriarch, it is often decided as soon as the child is born.

Of the nine tribes of bird orcs, only the Fuyu tribe and the Yeming tribe have this tradition.

The long-legged people live at the western foot of the Anshan Mountains, with a warmer climate, fewer people, and a long coastline.

Their tribe is almost the richest tribe of the entire bird orc tribe, and they don't have much contact with other tribes.

Bai Wu really wanted to take a look at it when he was free in winter.

Bai Wu's family invited Xun Hehen to have a meal, and when they left, Bai Wu brought them soap and lipstick as special products.

In the next few days, Bai Wu was thinking about when to make a trip to Nanyao every day.

This morning, Bai Wu got up, washed up, and went to the livestock shed.

His family's duck flock has multiplied to seventeen, a total of five big ducks and twelve ducklings.

The weather is too cold now, even if the big ducks still plan to cuddle, Bai Wu won't allow them to continue.

Their family will maintain a population of [-] ducks for a long time, and will eat a few during the Chinese New Year, and then breed ducklings next spring.

Ducks are relatively intolerant creatures, so Bai Wu inspected the shack carefully and replaced the thatch that was blown off the roof of the nest.

When mending the shack, he sat on the top of the shack and looked down at the entire Xingwang Valley.

The vegetation in Xingwang Valley is bleak now, and the stream in the middle passes through, and the place where ducks often move is relatively green.

But compared to the outside, this place is much better.

After all, this is a warm valley nestled among mountains.

Bai Wu thought of the fat grass that He Xun sent a few days ago.

It is inconvenient to grow fertile grass in other places. Isn't this valley perfect?

It is relatively warm and humid here, the soil is fertile, and it is easy to get water. Especially in winter, the livestock are basically raised in pens, which will not cause too much damage to the fertile grass.

Bai Wu sat on the thatched shed, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was suitable.

If the seeds of fat grass are sprinkled here, he doesn't even need to use water and fertilizer.

The best part is that after the whole fall of the sheep and pigs, weeds are almost invisible on the ground. After the fat grass is planted, there is no need to come here to weed it.

Bai Wu's heart beat fast.

If this plan is really feasible, besides they can pick some of the fat grass in the valley, they can also release the livestock when the conditions are right, so that they can eat grass by themselves.

Fat grass can be used as pasture.

After much deliberation, Bai Wu never thought of the shortcomings of Fat Grass.

If you really want to talk about the disadvantages, it is probably that it is not easy to get seeds?

His relationship with the long-legged family is not bad. This time, he went to collect the seeds once, and he can save the seeds next year, almost once and for all.

The more Bai Wu thought about it, the more feasible it became.

He had no intention of repairing the roof, and hastily covered the miscanthus on the roof, and directly transformed back into the shape of a beast.

He doesn't fly home.

He went to find Nan Yao.

The long-legged family is too far away, it is difficult for him to fly there alone, if he wants to go, he has to find Nanyao to pick him up.

As far as he knew, it was time for Nan Yao to inspect the entire tribe again these days.

It was easy to take him there.

The seeds of the fat grass are not too heavy. If conditions permit, he can directly carry a basket back, which is enough.

The more Bai Wu thought about it, the more beautiful she became.

Flying to Nanyao's nest, before landing, he beeped to remind Nanyao that he was here.