After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

The braised pork is really delicious, and it is even better with white rice.

It's a pity that except for the seeds, there is only a little food left in the rice at home, and only half of the meat is left.

Bai Wu thought regretfully, he could only wait for next year to grow more, raise more, and have a good time.

Baiwu's family still has some wheat left.

The weather was cold and he was too lazy to cook. He baked bread in a bread kiln and made a few sandwiches every day. There were eggs, meat, vegetables, and starch. The family’s breakfast was very good. If you were hungry at noon, you could eat some more sandwiches Make it up.

The sour jam in his house is sometimes used as vinegar, and it is consumed quickly.

Taking advantage of the clear and dry weather, Baiwu went to Nanyao, planning to pick some ground berries.

Because he was going to the place of the Qing nationality, which was very far away, he also brought two extra sandwiches and planned to have a picnic there.

It had been five or six days since the last time they picked ground berries. They didn't expect that when they arrived, they bumped into people from the Qing tribe again.

"It's destined." Bai Wu turned back into a human form on the ground, and exchanged a glance with Nan Yao.

Nan Yao frowned unobtrusively.

Bai Wu felt his worry.

Their flight made a lot of noise, and the people of the Qing clan also spotted them.

"My lord priest, Wu—" a person from the Qing clan came over to say hello, "Let's come to collect firewood."

"It's still raining in your territory?"

"It hasn't rained today, but it has been raining for the past few days, and the firewood has been soaked through." A Qing tribe member explained, "This is the only place in our tribe that hasn't rained much, so we came here to collect firewood."

Bai Wu nodded, "How is your smoked meat?"

It's just a greeting.

Bai Wu thought that their meat had been smoked long ago, so he casually searched for such a sentence, saying that he didn't expect that when he said that, the faces of the Qing people showed hesitation.

There is a situation at a glance.

Bai Wu's heart skipped a beat.

Nothing really happened to the Qingzu, right?

He turned his head to look at Nan Yao, it was impossible for Nan Yao not to know that something had happened.

Nan Yao frowned even deeper, "Don't smoke the meat? Didn't you already smoke it the day before yesterday?"

The people of the Qing clan were obviously a little nervous, "I didn't expect it to be so warm this year, and it has been raining all the time. There is not enough firewood, and some of the meat left has been marinated. The warriors of our clan have started hunting and gathering again, so there shouldn't be too much shortage." food."

There is water in these words, Bai Wu thought.

Even if the people of the Qing tribe go hunting and gathering now, the food they can get in winter is limited.

Winter is here, even if it is warmer than previous years, many animals will still migrate and hibernate, and many plants will be out of season.

No matter how capable the people of the Qing Clan are, it is impossible for them to find food that does not exist.

Bai Wu knew the situation well, and Nan Yao would not be fooled.

He said: "Is your patriarch here? I will go to your tribe later."

"He took the warriors to hunt. When we go back, they should be back almost as well. The meat is not bad for now, and we have been eating the food we saved before."

The people of the Qing clan seemed a little uneasy, they looked at each other, and their faces began to turn pale.

Nan Yao didn't ask too much, "I'll take a look with you later. Go and collect firewood first, it's important to collect firewood."

The people of the Qing clan dispersed quickly after hearing the words.

Nan Yao asked Bai Wu in a low voice, "Are you going to the Qing Clan with me, or should I send you back first?"

"Let's go to the Qing Clan together. I'll see if I can help." Bai Wu also whispered, "Don't be nervous, the patriarch of the Qing Clan didn't find you, which means the problem is not too big to deal with."

If it really came to the point where people were going to starve to death, the people of the Qing clan would definitely not support themselves.

They are unwilling to say it now, which means that they can take care of it for the time being, and they don't want to trouble other tribes.

It is also impossible for Nan Yao to conjure food out of thin air.

If they asked for help, Nan Yao could only ask other tribes to give them food.

Nan Yao nodded, "I'll help them chop firewood. You're here to pick ground berries. Call me if you need anything."

"You take my knife with you."

Both Bai Wu and Nan Yao have their own metal knives, which they also bring with them when they go out to collect.

Metal knives are much more efficient at chopping wood than stone knives.

With Nanyao joining in with two metal knives, the speed at which the Qing people collected firewood was significantly accelerated.

Before, they had to assign some people to chop firewood, and others to collect firewood below, but now they all follow Nanyao to collect firewood.

Bai Wu looked for Diberry absent-mindedly, hearing the sound of the metal knife chopping firewood, her heart throbbed with pain.

Black gold is very hard, harder than iron, but it still curls the blade when chopping wood.

After chopping so much firewood today, the blade will definitely have a small chip when it is retracted.

The only thing that can comfort Bai Wu is that their knives are all made by themselves, and the maintenance cost is not too high.

If it is really curled, it will be a good knife again by hammering it flat and sharpening it.

Bai Wu can repair it by himself.

The sun had just reached the middle, and the people of the Qing clan had already collected enough firewood.

Because they collected too much firewood, they had to let some people change back to animal form first, and others used vines to tie the firewood to the clansmen who had changed back to animal form.

Nan Yao also changed back into a beast form.

As a priest, he took the lead and carried the largest and heaviest bundle of firewood.

Bai Wu personally helped, and when he tied the firewood to him, he was a little upset to see a large bundle of firewood on his back.

This emotion came suddenly and disappeared in a flash.

Bai Wu didn't know where this emotion came from, because he was too busy now, so he didn't go into it.

He just took out two sandwiches from the basket on his back, and stuffed them into the mouth of the beast-shaped Nan Yao while everyone was not paying attention.

Nan Yao refused to open his mouth, and lowered his head to look at him, shaking his head slightly, signaling him to eat by himself.

He opened his hand, hugged Nanyao's fluffy bird head with one hand, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to carry firewood too, eat it quickly!"

As he spoke, he passed the sandwich to Nanyao's mouth again, and the sandwich touched Nanyao's bird's beak, and Nanyao ate the sandwich under his repeated urging.

After feeding.

Bai Wu stretched out her arms and hugged Nan Yao's neck.

Nanyao's feathers have a metallic luster, but they are actually smooth, soft and warm, and they feel amazing when hugged.

Bai Wu couldn't help but stroked it quietly like a cat.

After the Qing people who were in charge of tying the firewood finished tying, they also changed back to their animal shapes and carried a large basket on their backs.

Bai Wu took the initiative to invite Ying, and forcibly joined in this action of carrying firewood.

In the past six months, due to the increase in exercise, Bai Wu's strength has also become stronger and stronger.

He is taller than ordinary sub-orcs when he is in human form, and bigger than ordinary sub-orcs when he transforms back into beast form.

The animal shape of the Bai people is bigger than that of the Qing people. When standing next to the Qing people, the beast shape is a circle bigger than others, and they can carry twice as much firewood as them.

Fortunately, the firewood is not too heavy, and this place is not too far from the Qing tribe.

They didn't fly for long before returning to the Qing Clan.

The area where the Qing tribe is located is no longer raining today, but the air is still quite humid, there is water everywhere, and the roads that the Qing people often walk are also muddy.

Nan Yao asked people from the Qing clan to take him to see the stored meat.

Because the weather is getting warmer and the rain is increasing, these meats seem to have been taken from the frozen layer of the refrigerator to the cold layer.

Not only has the color of the meat turned gray and black, but it also feels soft to the touch, and the meat is also oozing with sticky juice.

Put Bai Wu under your nose and smell it again. The meat smells a little bit, but it's not completely spoiled.

People of the Qing nationality are in awe of Nanyao, because with Nanyao around, they are also very polite to Baiwu.

After watching the meat, the Qing people took them to see the stored dried vegetables and roots.

Their cellar was also warm and humid, and some of the stored rhizomes had begun to rot, and when Bai Wu went in, he could smell a rotten smell.

It looks very bad.

Seeing that there were children in the crowd, Bai Wu felt more and more heavy.

The Qing people took them around the place where the food was stored, and then took them back to the cave.

Bai Wu specifically reminded people of several tribes not to light fires in closed caves.

After Nan Yao handed it down, several tribes of the bird orcs followed it very seriously.

The cave of the Qing people's bacon is not a closed cave, but a large cave with two entrances.

The way they smoke the meat is very interesting. All the meat is hung on the racks in the sky of the cave, and several big fires are lit underneath, even a bit like a barbecue.

The smoke from the fire was rising, and there was smoke and a strange smell. The smell was not very pleasant, but because it was the warmest place, there were the most Qing people around the cave.

Here they keep warm, eat, rest, and perform most of the activities needed for life.

As soon as Bai Wu approached, he smelled a strong smoky smell, and was choked to cough a few times.

This smoky smell is not a pure smokey smell, it may be related to the dryness of the wood, and the smoky smell has a musty smell of wet wood.

If Bai Wu just felt heavy before, seeing this scene, he couldn't stand it anymore, "Will the meat smoked like this not have a peculiar smell?"

Bird orc Xijie.

Not only do they bathe when they are in human form, but even in animal form they go to the river to wash regularly.

Even if the beast shape is not dirty at all.

But now, not only do the Qing people not have a dry resting environment, they don't have fresh food, and even the bacon they make has a peculiar smell.

This is simply how refugees are treated!

When the people of the Qing clan heard him ask this question, their expressions were not good-looking, and they whispered: "No way, we have too much meat in storage, and we can't smoke it all if we don't smoke it this way."

Bai Wu also knew that asking them to give up this batch of meat would simply cut off their rations.

He couldn't help but said: "Don't smoke it. I still have a few new large clay pots at home. I will teach you how to make fried meat, and they can still be preserved."

As Bai Wu spoke, he pinched his thigh quietly in heartache.

He has tried a lot of delicacies during this period of time, and many delicacies contain moisture, and when cooked in clay pots, they often cause frying pans.

This time I want to fry the meat, the water in the meat is so large, it is estimated that it will not be finished without frying in three or five clay pots.

People are still important, and if the clay pot cracks, it will crack.

It's a big deal. Let's see who's turn to use the pottery kiln next year. When the pottery to be made is relatively small, they will borrow it.

Bai Wu quietly worked on psychological training for herself, but when she raised her head, she met the bewildered expression of the Shangqing people.

He waved his hands and explained: "If you want to preserve the meat, you have to dehydrate it. Smoking can dehydrate it, and frying it can also do it, and it can be dehydrated faster and cleaner."

The Qing people nodded with a half understanding.

Nan Yao asked, "Are you sure?"

"As long as you give me enough animal oil and clay pots, I can guarantee the effect!"

The members of the Qing Clan said cautiously: "We have to wait for our patriarch to come back to make a decision on such a big matter."

"Should be, this is your business anyway, you need to get your consent." Bai Wu glanced at the bacon, "It's just that the fried meat can't be smoked anymore, the taste has already changed, and the smoked meat is not good for the body. Well, there are so many children in the tribe."

Which clan's children are not the treasures of the clan?

After Bai Wu said this, the expressions of the adults of the Qing clan became more or less serious.

The children holding the adult's legs next to them opened their black eyes, and two of them were still biting their hands, with innocent expressions.

Bai Wu casually touched the head of a child next to him, "We'll discuss it after your patriarch comes back. I'll go and carry my earthenware pot on my back first, and bring some spices along the way to marinate the meat. It will taste better."

When Bai Wu was about to leave, the members of the Qing clan looked at each other a few times, as if they had something to say, but no one dared to stop him.

Seeing their expressions, Nan Yao pulled Bai Wu back, "They have stone pots here, don't rush back to get the pottery pots, we can discuss it after their patriarch comes back."

Nan Yao spoke out, and the people of the Qing clan immediately opened up the chatterbox.

"My lord priest is right, Wu, just wait a little longer."

"Our meat has also been marinated, with salt, Jiji grass, xymphonymus, and the garlic that your tribe often eats."

"Yes, even if you want to fry meat, you have to use our stone pot first. How can I bother you to get a clay pot? If it bursts, it will be troublesome."

People from the Qing clan surrounded Bai Wu with gratitude on their faces, not letting him go.

Bai Wu didn't expect that they had already done the preliminary treatment. He glanced at Nan Yao and saw that Nan Yao had no intention of objecting, "It's easy to handle. Take the bacon off, and I'll take a look first."

The people from the Qing tribe quickly brought him a piece of meat that was being smoked.

Bai Wu felt and smelled it and found that the meat that was being smoked was in worse condition than the meat before.

Maybe because this batch of meat was on the verge of spoiling, the people of the Qing clan had no choice but to deal with it first.

Bai Wu felt a little nauseous from the smell of meat.

The people of the Qing clan looked at him nervously, "How about it, is there any other way?"

"There is a way, just deal with it."

Bai Wu smiled at the people of the Qing clan.

Seeing him smiling, the people of the Qing clan breathed a sigh of relief.

When Bai Wu was talking, she gently rubbed her fingers.

There is not only meat grease on his fingers, but also thick seasoning mud.

These seasonings are used to marinate meat and prevent it from spoiling.

It just doesn't seem very effective, especially if the meat has gone bad.

Bai Wu felt that there was no need to pick up new seasonings to marinate the meat.

The marinated meat can't pick up other flavors either.

He sighed inwardly.

This batch of meat is all good meat, handled very cleanly, and the layers of meat on it are very clear.

It is estimated that the people of the Qing ethnic group ate up the internal organs and other easily damaged parts in advance, and specially reserved this batch of meat as winter rations.

I didn't expect that after working so hard for so long, the meat would go bad before I could eat it.

I don't know if I can be saved or not.