After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Bai Wu and the others planned to transplant bamboo, so they had to dig out the bamboo.

The roots of these bamboos are really too hard. Even if they have hoes and are very strong, they still feel very tired when digging.

Bai Wu was sweating profusely, and began to pant.

The roots of the bamboo spread out in all directions, and many roots firmly grasped the ground.

Bai Wu couldn't take it anymore, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Forget it. Cut off the remaining roots, there are enough roots."

Kishi asked, "Can I grow a living?"

"It shouldn't be a big problem, their vitality is already very tenacious."

The orcs and sub-orcs who were helping to dig together were also very tired. Hearing what he said, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Wu took out the knife from the basket on his back, "No more digging, just cut off the remaining roots."

Cutting off the roots is much faster than digging them out. After a while, everyone cut off the extra roots next to them.

They dug out a total of five medium-sized bamboos. If it weren't for the branches and leaves growing obliquely from the top of these bamboos, they would look a bit like bamboo poles.

Kishi asked, "Shall we just carry it back and plant it?"

"Almost." Bai Wu lowered his voice a little, "Nan Yao will come over later, if you want to play, you can stay here and play, and I will carry the bamboo back with him."

Kishi said: "I don't want to play, I will go back with you."

Xi heard a few words from the side, turned his head, and asked in surprise: "Aren't you staying to play? They said just now that they would dig a few bamboo shoots and go back to cook, don't you want to try?"

Bai Wu smiled, "We have dug so many bamboos, if we don't get back in time, it will be a pity if the bamboos die."

"Then shall we go back together?"

"No, you don't need so many people, why don't you stay and play."

Bai Wu had already told the Cui people about the uses of bamboo and how to eat bamboo shoots, and the Cui people didn't deliberately keep him, so they went to other places to play together after a few more words of persuasion.

Bai Wu said he wanted to leave, but he didn't really leave, he stopped where he was.

Kishi stood beside him, his feet were tired, and he even changed several positions. Seeing that he hadn't moved yet, he couldn't help asking: "Didn't the priest say he's coming?"

"Maybe something delayed on the road." Bai Wu motioned to sit down, "Wait a while, he said he would come, and he will definitely come."

"What if he forgets?"

"impossible."

The two brothers waited in the bamboo forest.

Bai Wu even wanted to fly to the clouds and shout a few times, asking if Nan Yao was nearby.

Just when he was about to see through, Nan Yao finally rushed over.

The three greeted each other.

Bai Wu looked at the bamboo beside him, "Look, the bamboo grows an inch taller while waiting for you."

Nan Yao smiled and patted him, "I just had a conversation with someone from the Cui clan, so I came a little late."

"The digging is done. The Cuiming patriarch said that only five roots can be dug, and they are all here."

"I'll carry it."

"Bamboo is hollow, so it's not heavy for me to carry."

"Then I will carry it, and later you will fly along my wind."

Bai Wu is not too tired now, but if he can be lazy, he is still willing to be lazy.

He can only be lazy when he is here at Nanyao.

Kishi coughed lightly and flew to the back without making much noise.

Baiwu had already planned the planting locations of these five bamboos.

Two are planted behind the hill of their house, just a little farther away from the house.

The three are planted in Xingwang Valley. Anyway, the pigs, cattle and sheep have been locked up these days, and they will not be released to cause harm. It doesn't matter where the bamboo is planted.

The bamboo is planted behind the hilltop of their house, and the state of the bamboo can be observed every day.

Bamboo is planted in Xingwang Valley, because this valley is extremely warm and humid, which is conducive to the growth of bamboo.

Planting bamboo is much easier than digging bamboo, and they planted all five bamboos in a while.

It's just that the Cui people are far away, even if Nanyao opened the way, it would take a very long time for them to go back and forth. After planting the bamboo, it would be dark.

Kishi said at the dinner table while eating dinner, "I went out to do a lot of work today, and it seems that I didn't do anything."

Bai Wu: "Why didn't it work? Didn't we dig up five bamboos and come back? When they grow up, they can eat bamboo shoots."

"How long until then?"

Without waiting for Bai Wu to answer, An said to himself again: "At least wait until next year? Otherwise, you must be reluctant to dig their bamboo shoots."

After everything was said by his brother, Bai Wu could only give his brother a thumbs up, "My brother knows me too."

"Go, go, I don't understand your strange words. Apart from bamboo shoots, there is really nothing to eat? I always feel empty in my stomach after going out without getting something to eat."

Bai Wu also wanted to know what delicacies can be made with bamboo.

Bamboo rice is the first.

Now there are only five bamboos, so it is definitely impossible to cut them down to make rice in bamboo tubes.

Bamboo shoots don't have to be dug either.

Bai Wu thought for a while, but could only focus on its leaves.

The newly planted bamboo will have to remove some leaves to conserve water.

The picked leaves have no other use, they can just be used to make zongzi.

Bai Wu said: "We can only wait for tomorrow, get up tomorrow morning and pick some leaves to make rice dumplings for you."

"What are zongzi?"

"A delicacy made of rice. It should be made of glutinous rice. You can use rice to deal with it. There are two pieces of bacon at home? Tomorrow, I will wrap you with bacon and salted egg yolk rice dumplings."

Kishi imagined it, and it was hard to imagine what the delicious food would taste like, "Is this really delicious?"

Bai Wu promised: "If I lie to you, you will let me eat all the zongzi by myself."

Chuan smiled at the side, "You are so beautiful, you still want to cheat meat."

"Anyway, it's delicious. Since I'm going to make zongzi, after dinner, Father, help me pound the rice?"

Mo asked, "How much?"

"I don't have much millet at home. If I make a pot, if there is less rice, I can put a little more in it."

Chuan looked up, "Then what are we going to do?"

"You don't need to do anything, you guys go to rest early, and Nanyao and I will go find some Miscanthus later."

Making zongzi requires ropes, and the ropes in their family are made from the leaves of the chacha tree. They are thick and tough, and they are too good for making zongzi.

Bai Wu planned to go outside to cut some Miscanthus grass, and use Miscanthus grass to make do with tying rice dumplings.

It happened that they were on the way to mow the grass, so they could take a bath by the way, soak in the hot spring, and treat the pampas grass at the same time.

Miscanthus has sharp edges on both sides, so they have to carefully tear off the leaves on both sides, leaving only the more resilient leaf roots in the middle.

Otherwise, when I make zongzi tomorrow, I will definitely cut my hands.

Bai Wu made all the arrangements, and after dinner, the whole family went about their business according to his arrangement.

Bai Wu himself dragged Nanyao openly, carrying a basket and a knife on his back, and went to cut miscanthus on the mountain.

Mo looked at them several times from behind, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Bai Wu pretended to be very calm in front of his family. As soon as he left the family's sight, he bowed his waist and rubbed his arms a few times, "I'll go, I'm getting goosebumps, I'm afraid my father will stop us .”

Nan Yao patted him on the back, "Are you scared?"

"Just now my father glared at you several times, did you see that?"

"It's not a stare, it's just a few extra glances."

"You just have to be stubborn, walk around, and cut the miscanthus."

Bai Wu was very familiar with the distribution of plants near his home, so he pulled Nanyao straight to his destination.

The moonlight is very good today, the moonlight is like silver, and the miscanthus is rustling in the wind.

Looking at the land at night, Bai Wu suddenly turned her head and said to Nan Yao: "If we saw such a scene before us, we might have to recite poems."

"E.g?"

"For example, 'The reeds are green, the white dew is frost, the so-called Iraqi people are on the side of the water'—"

At the end of Bai Wu's speech, he sang, and his obscure and beautiful singing voice spread far away.

He said the content of the poem in Chinese, and Nan Yao didn't understand a single word, but seeing his focused expression and listening to the clear song, his heartstrings moved slightly.

Bai Wu turned her head to look, and just met his eyes, and couldn't help showing a faint smile on her face, "Isn't it very nice?"

"Yes." Nan Yao held his wrist, "Are you homesick?"

Knowing that the "family" he mentioned refers to his previous life, Bai Wu nodded, "It's hard not to think about what I've experienced."

The temperature of Nanyao's palm spread along his wrist, "What were you like before?"

"The appearance of an ordinary person?" Bai Wu thought about it seriously, "It's not too ordinary, I'm a little more withdrawn than ordinary people."

"Didn't you like chatting with people before?"

"I don't like to chat with people I don't know well. We were very tired at that time. There were a lot of people and things to do. We didn't have enough time every day..."

When Bai Wu talked about his previous life, he already felt that it was very far away.

Compared to talking about the past, he always felt like he was telling a story.

Nan Yao listened very carefully, and occasionally asked interesting questions.

Bai Wu didn't realize that he was talking more and more, and he didn't stop until the two of them cut pampas grass, soaked in hot springs, processed the leaves, and returned home——

Only then did Bai Wu realize that he had talked all the way, so that his cheeks were a little sour.

Nan Yao put the back basket with miscanthus stalks under the eaves, hugged him with open arms, and whispered in his ear, "Go to bed early tonight."

"You too, good night, see you tomorrow."

The two said goodbye to each other, but neither let go.

Finally, Bai Wu hugged Nan Yao's hand and tightened it, "It's late at night, go back to sleep."

Nan Yao gave a "hmm", tilted his head and kissed Bai Wu's hair lightly.

Bai Wu felt this kiss as if touching.

His hair moved slightly and his scalp tingled.He even vaguely felt that Nan Yao's breath was blowing on the top of his head through his hair.

Bai Wu trembled slightly, this time it was not because of discomfort, but numbness.

He didn't expect that he would have such a big reaction just by kissing his hair.

Nan Yao kissed his hair again, looked into his eyes and said, "Good night."

Bai Wu smiled, turned her head suddenly, and rubbed against his shoulder like a cat rubbing against its owner, "Good night."

After Bai Wu finished speaking, she quickly returned to her room.

Nan Yao had no time to persuade him to stay, so he looked at him outside with very gentle eyes.

Nanyao stood in the moonlight for a while, then changed back into a beast shape, spread its huge wings, and flew into the sky with a splash.

This time, he didn't go back to his nest directly, he flew around the mountain several times.

It was the first time he did such a meaningless move since he broke his shell.

When An woke up the next day, he always looked at Bai Wu in a strange way.

"Tsk, brother, what kind of eyes do you have? If you want to see them, you can just look at them openly. With such weird and wretched eyes, those who don't know will think that something is wrong with you."

Kishi responded with one sentence, "The priest on you smells so strong."

The root of the white turnip turned red, "Are you still eating zongzi?!"

"Eat! Okay, I won't talk anymore, how do you want to eat zongzi?"

"First take out the salted duck eggs we salted earlier."

The salted duck eggs in their family have been marinated for a while, because they intend to eat them as they are marinated, and the white turnips are not too salty.

Now take it out, it is just the saltiness that can be eaten without a stutter.

Bai Wu boiled a basket of salted duck eggs in a clay pot, then rolled them in clear water, and began to shell them.

Since the ducks in their family moved to the crab forest, their diet has become much wider, their weight has increased, and their eggs have grown much larger.

Now the duck egg is about the size of a goose egg. It is light blue in color and has a smooth shell.

Bai Wu peeled off a duck egg.

The salted duck eggs also have a slight salty taste to the egg whites, as well as other flavors of seasonings. They are not as fishy as boiled duck eggs, nor as salty as salted eggs that have been marinated for a long time.

Bai Wu tasted a piece, and felt that the saltiness was just right, the perfect saltiness to eat as a side dish in the morning.

The white on the outside was already perfect, but Bai Wu knew how successful this salted duck egg was after seeing the yolk inside.

This time the salted duck eggs are already out of oil.

The salted duck egg happens to be a double yolk egg. The two yolks lie quietly in the middle of the white. The whole is orange-red, slightly sandy, and looks very oily and attractive.

Bai Wu couldn't resist picking up a corner of the salted egg yolk with chopsticks.

The salted egg yolk is fragrant and moist, very fresh, and very delicate. He sips it with the tip of his tongue, and the salted egg yolk is like a paint, smeared on the tip of the tongue, touching every taste bud, making people fully feel its deliciousness.

Kishi asked next to him, "How is it? Has the salted egg yolk been marinated successfully?"

Bai Wu picked up a corner with the other chopsticks for him to taste.

After Kishi tasted it, his eyes lit up, "Yes. This tastes delicious, much better than boiled eggs, not as dry as boiled eggs, and more salty."

An smacked his lips, and swallowed a corner of the salted egg yolk, and the whole mouth still had the same fragrance, so he couldn't help asking for more, savoring it carefully.

Seeing that he liked it, Bai Wu simply gave him the whole salted egg yolk.

Kishi was not too polite, just sat on the stool little by little, and ate up the whole salted egg yolk.

While eating, his eyes lit up bit by bit.

After finishing eating, An said, "Let's make more zongzi today. The zongzi filled with salted egg yolk must be delicious."

Bai Wu said: "Use up all the bamboo leaves, and we won't make any more."

"Didn't you say that it's useless to keep those bamboo leaves, can you pick them all off? I'll pick the remaining bamboo leaves!"

"Come on, it's useless to have too much. We just pounded a little rice. You just sit down and wait to make zongzi with me."

Bai Wu plans to wrap dumplings with egg yolk and bacon stuffing. Both of these are preserved foods, which are relatively salty, and they need to be added with some ingredients.

He specially took shallots, chopped them finely, added some miso, fish and shrimp roe paste, and mixed all the seasonings well.

The bamboo leaves they picked were not that big, not as big as the rice dumpling leaves that Bai Wu had seen in her previous life, and each rice dumpling was also not that big.

These zongzi are small and exquisite, only one bite size, only children or people with smaller mouths need to take two bites.

When they make zongzi, they have to put three bamboo leaves together to make enough.

Looking at the zongzi he made, An couldn't help admiring: "You are so amazing, you can still come up with this kind of food."

"It's not my fault. Brother, you should use less zong leaves and see how I do it."

"It will leak."

"I can't miss it, aren't you tied up?"

Not long after they started making zongzi, Chuan and Mo came back after cooking the livestock. After washing their hands, they also joined the army of making zongzi.

Nan Yao also came.

Nanyao was the tallest, with the biggest palms, but the most dexterous. The rice dumplings he made were fast and good, and they were neatly placed beside him, like a bunch of works of art, and Bai Wu had to be behind him.

Bai Wu glanced enviously, not wanting to praise him in front of his father and brother, so he started talking about other topics, "Did you just go to see the white clams we got earlier?"

"Fly over there and take a look."

"How is it? The remaining white clams are alive and well. Has anything special happened?"

"Very good, I put some worms and meat crumbs to feed, and basically didn't see any dead clams."

"There shouldn't be any more deaths. They've all adapted. If there are individual deaths, it's mostly due to external causes and shouldn't affect the group."

Bai Wu is very optimistic about his own white mussels. They have been kept for so long and have fully adapted to the corresponding water environment. Now they are waiting to be harvested.

All the things planted and cultivated by their family are basically on the right track.

Especially the wheat and rice underneath.

Every few days I will go to see the white wu, or pull weeds or fertilize, these wheat and rice are growing very well.

He doesn't know how much the final output will be, but judging from the current situation, this year is definitely a bumper year.

Of course, I have to thank the two little wolves for their hard work. If they hadn't been there to watch the fields every day, no matter if they were pests or pests, it would be enough for them to drink a pot.

Bai Wu thought of this and said, "Let's make two more meat dumplings, and let the two little wolves taste it later."

"What about Maverick? Do you want to make a bag of Maverick's zongzi?"

"Forget it, those two calves are so lazy, there's no need to make zongzi for them, just feed them grass."

Bai Wu never thought that those majestic bison would be so lazy after returning home, never standing when they could lie down, never lying down when they could lie down.

It was far from the cow he imagined.

The whole family made zongzi, and the zongzi was made very quickly.

Seeing that the first batch of rice dumplings had been wrapped, Bai Wu lit a fire and boiled water to cook the rice dumplings.

Their family now uses stone pots a lot. The main thing is that the stone pots are more durable and will not break no matter how hard they are tossed.

If you use a clay pot, it is easy to cook the pot in two or three times. Even if you have enough pots on hand, Bai Wu will feel sorry for his own pot.

He plans not to make clay pots next time, and if he wants a pot, he will go to the Qingzu to exchange for a stone pot.

Now that metal chisels have been made, it is more convenient to make stone pots.

Everyone's technology is becoming more and more mature, and the cost of stone pots will be lower and lower. He believes that everyone will replace stone pots in the near future.

The stone pot does not conduct heat quickly, but it is very suitable for cooking rice dumplings.

The water in the pot was boiled dry once, and Baiwu specially added cold water to boil it for a second time.

There was a burst of fragrance from the rice dumplings, and An was sniffing hard beside him.

He had just tasted the taste of salted egg yolk, and it was hard to imagine how delicious it would be with salted egg yolk, shallots, fish and shrimp paste, and bacon.

The zongzi they make are smaller and easier to cook.

Baiwu looks at it every once in a while

The bamboo leaves in the pot turned from emerald green to yellow-green, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger, and the water for cooking rice dumplings became slightly cloudy.

Bai Wu looked at it, and in the hopelessness of the shore, finally announced: "The rice dumplings are cooked, and you can eat them!"

"Wow!"

Regardless of the fact that the rice dumplings just out of the pot were still very hot, Kishi stretched out his ruthless iron claws, and took a bunch of them directly from the pot, burning his fingertips red.

There was an intoxicated look on his face.

Kishi gave the first zongzi to Chuan, "Yafu, try it quickly! These zongzi are really delicious. I have tasted the salted egg yolk just now, and it is much more delicious than the salted eggs we made before."

The second was given to Mo, but An didn't care about what to say to his father, so he quickly took the third and put it in front of him.

Bai Wu was sitting at the table, planning to wait for his brother to part, but unexpectedly his brother didn't even raise his head, "Wu and Priest, you can do whatever you want."

"Brother, you are changing too fast."

Is it really good to be so obviously disgusted with the priest in your mouth?

Kishi quickly said, "My family is welcome."

Nan Yao nodded seriously, "An is right."

Both Chuan and Mo were laughing.

They also gradually changed their attitude towards Nan Yao.

To them, Nan Yao is no longer a high priest, but a family member.

Bai Wu took a bunch of zongzi, shared half with Nan Yao, and peeled one by herself.

The rice they use to make zongzi is not glutinous rice, and the rice is still a bit sticky when it comes out of the pan.

When Bai Wu was making zongzi, he forgot to brush the oil. Before, he was a little worried that the zongzi would stick to the leaves of the zongzi and would not be able to be pulled off. Unexpectedly, the bacon and salted egg yolk had leaked out the grease. The beautiful yellow rice dumplings came out.

Zongzi has the unique aroma of Zongzi leaves. After peeling it off, you can imagine how delicious this Zongzi is without tasting it.

Bai Wu took a deep breath, smelled the aroma enough, and then threw a hot rice dumpling into his mouth.

Their rice had already been soaked last night, and the cooked rice was very fragrant and sticky, and almost all the fillings were firmly wrapped in it, forming a smooth and delicate rice ball.

After Baiwu tasted the rice on the outside, the stuffing inside was exposed. The salty aroma of egg yolk, the strong aroma of bacon, the aroma of shallots, and the umami of fish and shrimp paste are all firmly concentrated in this small one. Inside the small zongzi.

This is one of the finest foods Bai Wu and the others have ever eaten.

Zongzi is different from cakes.

The materials of the zongzi are not completely mixed together, the filling is the filling, the rice is the rice, there is me in you, and you in me, complementing each other.

Bai Wu felt that the fillings added flavor to the rice just right, and the rice just relieved the greasy and salty taste of the fillings.

The whole zongzi is soft, glutinous and salty. Compared with the staple food, it has the taste of a snack, which is specially designed for satisfying cravings.

This is simply a food that goes well together.

Bai Wu narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, and carefully tasted the food in his mouth.

After tasting a zongzi, he was in the mood to look at the expressions of the rest of the family.

Judging from everyone's expressions, everyone likes zongzi very much.

Bai Wu was a little relieved, but also a little proud.

Kishi is the most exaggerated. He has one stuffed in his mouth, one peeled off in his hand, and one on the side. He uses three prongs, but he doesn't want to let his mouth idle.

It can be seen from here how much he likes this zongzi.

only--

Brother, you are exaggerating a bit.