After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

The patriarch of the Qing clan returned soon.

His name is Lu Qing, and his age is a circle older than Mo. If it was Bai Wu's previous life, he would already be an old man.

Because of the many troubles recently, the whole person looks very haggard, the corners of the mouth are full of blisters, and the bags under the eyes are almost drooping to the corners of the mouth. It looks not far from the image of the elderly except that the hair is not gray.

Seeing that he came back with a group of orcs covered in dust, Bai Wu sighed even more.

Lu Qing came over to say hello to Nan Yao and Bai Wu.

After exchanging some pleasantries, Bai Wu cut to the chase, "Patriarch Lu Qing, the speed of drying these meats by smoking is too slow, and it requires a lot of firewood. I have other methods. I wonder if you are interested?"

"What do you mean by other ways?" Lu Qing smiled wryly, "To tell you the truth, we have thought of all the ways we can and cannot think of in the past few days. If you really have any way, just say it, and we will all listen. "

Bai Wu reiterated the theory of dehydration, "Compared to smoking, I think frying is more reliable. There are not more than a dozen smokes, and it will not dry after 20 days. It will dry after frying for a while, saving time and effort. The meat won't go bad any more. If you can trust me, try frying a little bit first. If not, we'll go back to smoking."

"Fried?" Lu Qing heard this method for the first time, "Fried?"

"Yes, use hot oil to force out all the moisture in it, and squeeze the meat completely dry, so it won't go bad. Do you have enough oil?"

"Enough! We have not only stored a lot of animal oil, but also a lot of autumn fruit oil. If you want it, we will get it now."

Bai Wu didn't expect Lu Qing to accept it so quickly, and he didn't say a lot of words that he had prepared.

He paused, "Thank you Patriarch Lu Qing for your trust, I will definitely not let you down."

Lu Qing smiled wryly again, he didn't know there was a word called "a dead horse should be a living horse doctor", but he already had this kind of mentality initially.

With a wave of his hand, he asked the clansmen to bring over the stone pot and oil, "Let's try it first."

Bai Wu didn't expect him to listen to her, it was good enough if he was willing to try.

Thinking of this, Bai Wu smiled at him, and then looked at the stone pot in front of him.

The stone pot of the Qing nationality is very similar to the tripod that Bai Wu had seen in his previous life, with four corners, hollowed out bottom and deep grooves on top, like a pot on a shelf.

The most wonderful thing is that its wall is much thinner than that of a clay pot, only about one centimeter thick. Its opening is still round, and the bottom has a certain curvature, which looks not much different from a modern pot.

Bai Wu stretched out his hand and tapped lightly on the tripod wall.

The tentacles are hard and appear to have a very fine texture, which is different from ordinary stones.

Bai Wu couldn't help but marvel, "Where did you find such a big stone pot?"

"It was dug out of the soil. When it was first dug out, it had a rough shape. After several generations of polishing, it became what it is now."

After Lu Qing's introduction, "Our tribe has a total of three large stone pots, and this is the largest one. What else do we need?"

"Prepare firewood and oil, first scald the smoked meat with boiling water."

"What?" Suspecting that she had heard it wrong, Lu Qing repeated it unwillingly, "Wash the meat with boiling water. Doesn't it make the meat wetter after washing? The meat will go bad—"

Bai Wu nodded, "The seasoning on the bacon is too thick, you have to wash it first, hang it in a ventilated place to dry before putting it into the pot, otherwise so many seasonings will be fried as soon as you put it in the oil pan, and then put it in the pan. A piece of meat will be bitter."

It was the first time Lu Qing heard of such a strange method, and he glanced at Nan Yao as if asking for help.

Nan Yao nodded, "Do as he said."

Lu Qing stood there and hesitated for a while, then said: "Let's wash some of it first to see if it works, and if it doesn't work, then think of other ways."

Bai Wu knew that the preservation of meat was related to the wealth and life of the Qing people, so no matter how straightforward the other party promised, it was impossible for him to let him go.

Seeing that he no longer persisted, Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll let them wash the meat."

Lu Qing said that he asked the tribe to wash the meat.

The people of the Qing nationality still hesitated when they washed it. They first picked the whole meat from the wooden beam, and when they put it in the wooden basin, they took out half of it first, and when the water was boiled to wash it, they took it out again. the other half.

Bai Wu didn't intend to make a sound at first, but seeing that there was only a small pot of meat left, he said to the Qing people dumbfounded, "I should wash a little more? It's just that little, it can't even cover the bottom of the pot, so it's meaningless to make a special preparation." .”

The members of the Qing Clan looked at him in embarrassment, then at the head of their own family, and finally complied with his request with great heartache, and soaked all the meat in a basin filled with boiling water.

The meat had gone a little off.

When it was put into the boiling water basin, it was stimulated by the hot water to produce a strange smell.

Bai Wu was standing beside him, and several young people looked at him with embarrassing expressions.

Bai Wu's tone was as gentle as possible, "Brush off the seasoning mud on it with grass, and if you see black spots, peel them off until the red meat or yellowish fat is exposed."

Lu Qing nodded, signaling to the clansmen to follow suit.

Bai Wu sat next to them and washed them together, "The gray or black meat is poisonous. Eating it is not good for the health, especially for children. In fact, it doesn't need to be peeled off much, just peel off the thin layer of broken meat on top. Just drop it."

"I have a knife here, but it is very sharp, so be careful when using it."

Bai Wu sat beside and stared.

No matter how reluctant the people of the Qing clan were, they still cut off all the bad meat according to his request.

The cut off meat was buried in the soil by Bai Wu.

He was a little worried that the people of the Qing people would dig out the meat and eat it again. When they buried it, they stepped on it with their feet in front of the people of the Qing people.

They washed the meat and dried it.

In winter, the wind is strong, and the meat hangs outside and is dried by the wind in a short while.

Bai Wu motioned for the people from the Qing clan to come over, and started to light the fire.

The people of the Qing tribe store a lot of animal oil, which is very convenient for frying.

Bai Wu stood by the pot and watched a large pot of yellowish animal oil melt in the stone pot, slowly bubbling.

He hung his hands over the animal oil, and when he could feel the heat slightly, he poured the dried animal meat into the stone pot.

When the meat was put into the oil pan, tiny bubbles appeared immediately.

That's the upwelling of air or the boiling of moisture in the meat.

Bai Wu made two long wooden sticks, cleaned them and used them as chopsticks.

He put his long chopsticks into the pot, held the meat in his arms, and inspected it piece by piece.

These smoked meats were already half-dehydrated, and even if the surface was soaked today, the moisture wasn't too much.

Bai Wu patiently watched the meat inside slowly turn slightly yellow, then browned, and finally browned in the yellow, and then picked up the meat.

After the meat was picked up, there were still tiny bubbles on it.

Lu Qing pointed at the meat, "Is this all right?"

"It's almost done at this level. If you're still worried, let's put it down and fry it again when it cools down later." Bai Wu said, "Wait a minute, after it cools down, everyone can taste it."

In such a cold day, the meat will cool down quickly in the air.

Lu Qing picked up the piece of meat suspiciously.

The dried meat is firm to the touch, with obvious fibers and smells delicious.

Lu Qing sniffed it carefully, and found that the smell of it was completely fried when it was still smoked meat, and no one could smell it as a piece of meat that was about to go bad.

After smelling it, Lu Qing tried to tear a small piece and put it in his mouth to taste, but when he tore it, he didn't tear it.

The surprised expression on his face is even more obvious. Although he is not in the shape of a beast now, his nails are still sharp, and they can't even tear a piece of flesh, which is too exaggerated.

He didn't believe in evil, secretly used eight percent of his strength, grabbed the meat and tore it hard, and finally tore the meat apart.

The torn meat fiber became more obvious, he looked at it, and put the small piece of meat in his mouth to chew.

The meat is quite salty. When they were marinating, they were afraid that the weather would spoil the meat quickly, so they added a lot of salt.

Tasting now, the meat is full of salty aroma.

In addition to the salty flavor, the biggest feature of this piece of meat is that it is hard to chew.

Lu Qing even felt his teeth creaking, chewing a piece of meat was like chewing a vine, which made his cheeks sore.

Bai Wu tilted her head and asked, "How about it, is it a bit like bacon?"

"Drier and tougher than bacon."

"Hahahaha, right? If it's dehydrated to this point, it won't be a problem if you want to preserve it. If you don't worry, you can put it in the pot and fry it again later."

"It's okay to fry it again." Lu Qing took the initiative, "Can I wash other meat now?"

"If you think this method is reliable, you can wash it. By the way, is there any animal oil? This kind of meat is called oil-bottomed meat. When storing, first put the meat in a clean and water-free jar, and fry the meat. Pour the old oil into it, seal it with oil, and keep it for two or three years without any problem."

Lu Qing nodded immediately, "Yes, I'll let them fetch it."

"You can also start preparing the jar. It must be oil-free and water-free. It is best to choose a jar that can be sealed and has a rim."

The people of the Qing clan have personally tasted the meat fried by Baiwu, and no longer doubt whether this method is reliable.

What he said, everyone followed.

They gathered the strength of the whole family to wash and dry the meat together, and the meat on the side of the white radish quickly piled up a hill, and he gradually became overwhelmed.

Lu Qing directed the clansmen to bring the other two large stone pots, cleaned them and set them up nearby to fry the meat at the same time.

After a busy day in the Qing clan, Bai Wu's fur coat and hair smelled of meat.

It was so cold in winter, his mouth was parched from the heat, and the flesh on the back of his hands was a little scorched.

In the middle of the night, they finally finished frying the meat, and Bai Wu led them to store the meat one by one.

Bai Wu: "When you eat meat, you can use the oil in it at the same time. Generally speaking, the meat will not taste better until you eat it for a month."

Lu Qing subconsciously asked, "Why?"

"The fried meat is too dry. After a month of storage, the oil on the outside will slowly seep back into the meat, and the meat will become tender. If you eat it now, you will only feel dry and woody."

Bai Wu paused, "If you eat it now, you can cut it into slices, put it in the water and stew it for a while, it should be delicious too. I have the seeds of Fat Grass, and Fat Grass is good for stewing meat , I’ll bring you some tomorrow.”

Lu Qing is fairly well-informed and knows the fat and grass, so he can't be polite at this time, "Wu, thank you. We will take you back tomorrow, and I will go to your place to get the fat and grass, is it okay?"

Bai Wu is tired and sleepy now, and she doesn't want to stay here any longer.

He glanced at Nan Yao and asked if he would go back.

Nan Yao gave him a positive look.

Bai Wu waved his hands and said with a smile: "Our two clans are not too far apart. If we don't go back, my father and the others will be worried. Let's go back today."

It rained for several days, and everyone's nest was somewhat damaged. The Qing people lived in the cave during this time.

The cave is so big, there is no way to have a cave for each person. When they live, they are divided according to gender, and all of them live in Datongpu.

Bai Wu helped a lot, Lu Qing was too embarrassed to let him squeeze into such a small cave, and couldn't say anything about staying overnight, so he nodded and said, "Then we'll see you off."

Bai Wu smiled, "I'm not a stranger, what can I give you as a gift? After this trip, it might be dawn, you should stay in the tribe well, and the priest will just take me back."

The two pushed back, and Lu Qing saw that he really didn't need to send it by himself, so she nodded at him, "Then we'll look for you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Bai Wu and Nan Yao flew back quickly.

It was so late, Bai Wu was too lazy to go home and come out again, so she went to the hot spring on the mountain with Nan Yao to take a bath - the soap and robes were prepared by Nan Yao, they were brand new.

If it were normal, Bai Wu would have to make a joke, but today he is not in the mood, he is too sleepy.

He was so sleepy that he went home to say hello to his family, fell asleep, and didn't do much with the fried meat he brought back.

In his sleep, he was still thinking about getting up early the next day and cutting more fertile grass for the Qing clan.

Unexpectedly, the people from the Qing clan would come first the next day.

Not only did the people from the Qing clan come, but they also brought him a big gift—a stone pot with freshly fried meat.

It is a large stone pot that was polished slowly by several generations of Qing people.