I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

As Mu Feng thought about it, he patted his head for the last time: "Ha, my brain, the soda noodles and the basket cloth on the steamer!"

He said it was making yeast, but it turned out to be a face primer.

Noodle primer is to let the lactic acid bacteria in the dough ferment by itself under the condition of lack of oxygen.

Of course, the fermented noodle primer will inevitably become sour.

Therefore, if the noodles are mixed with water, the noodles will be sour, and the steamed buns will naturally become sour.

When Mu Feng was young, he had eaten sour steamed buns, so sour that they couldn't close his teeth.

This requires sprinkling some alkaline noodles.

Alkaline noodles are easier to get in the previous life, but they are gone now.

He has two options:

One is to directly exchange alkaline noodles from the system.

The second is homemade soda noodles.

Alkaline noodles are used once less once, and every time you use achievement points to exchange him, it won't come.

Coupled with the steaming of steamed buns, he will not be able to do it all the time. This requires teaching the tribesmen how to make alkaline noodles.

There is one of the most earthy and easiest ways to make homemade soda noodles. Mix the plant ash with water and transport it. After heating, the clean water obtained by filtering contains alkali.

There is no need to extract the powder with such alkaline water, just mix the noodles directly.

In this case, the made steamed buns may have a little earthy taste, but it is much better than sour steamed buns!

Especially for people of tribes, this is almost negligible.

Next is the steamer.

The steamer is only made of bamboo, with a large gap in the middle, so that the kneaded dough can leak into the pot directly when placed on it. At this time, a steamer cloth is needed on the steamer.

However, the steamer is generally made of roving cloth, which has good air permeability, and can also be scrubbed and used repeatedly.

But right now he hasn't even spun the twine. The ramie is soaked in the water well, so he can't make it now.

"It's all said that clever women can't cook without rice, this is true!" Mu Feng frowned and thought, "Now that the cooking materials are available with the big guys, I can't get stuck on a small small cage cloth, right?"

"Find a substitute. But what can be used instead of the tribe?"

Mu Feng thought of being in his hometown when he was young. In spring and summer, he would go to the reed pond and wash the reed leaves and put them on the steamer instead of the basket cloth. The steamed buns will have a little green of reed leaves, and even more. The unique fragrance of reed leaves.

The taste of steamed buns, until Mu Feng grew up, and he had eaten so many delicacies of mountains and seas, and never encountered it again.

"Reed leaf, Reed leaf!" Mu Feng frowned and thought, a little annoyed. "There were reed leaves by the river when I went out yesterday, so I should bring some back."

"Should it be too late to find someone in the past?" Mu Feng thought to himself, and then he shook his head secretly, "You may encounter fierce beasts in the past. It is too dangerous."

"By the way, bamboo leaves, black-skinned bamboo leaves!" Mu Feng patted his forehead, "Although black-skinned bamboo leaves are not as big as reed leaves, they can be used instead of cage cloth."

If he said nothing, he hurriedly went to Lihu again and asked him to make bamboo leaves.

Now, Lihu feels confused: The chieftain used to ask for bamboo slices, but now why does he even use bamboo leaves? From the bamboo shoots under the ground, to the bamboo on the ground, to the bamboo leaves, it seems to be useful to the warchief!

But he didn't dare to doubt Mu Feng's order, so he hurriedly agreed.

He also discovered that the warchief had also taken great pains to move the tribe.

"Get some more bamboo leaves, and then send it to me!" Mu Feng said with a smile, "Tomorrow will move to the tribe. It is a big celebration for the tribe. Let you try something new tomorrow!"

"Is there something new to eat?" Lihu immediately became excited.

Mu Feng laughed dumbfounded, and only felt that when he talked about eating, Lihu was in interest.

"Sure enough, it is human nature to eat!" Mu Feng sighed.

"Well, what we are going to do this time may be our staple food in the future!"

"Staple food?" Lihu was puzzled, "What is a staple food?"

"The staple food is that we will eat in the future, and we will eat this stuff to fill our stomachs. It is no longer the staple food of meat!"

"Don't eat meat?" Lihu was even more puzzled, "What should we eat if we don't eat meat?"

Mu Feng was a little speechless: "We can eat other things without meat, such as mushrooms, wild vegetables, and bamboo shoots. It's just that these things cannot be used as staple food."

Lihu condensed his eyebrows for a while before he realized: "I understand, Chief! You mean that our staple food is meat now, and it will be corn in the future, right?"

Mu Feng was about to cheer with excitement, it's rare for Lihu to react so quickly!

He nodded and said, "Well, in the future, our staple food will be some grains. Corn is just one of them. It is ground into flour and made into steamed buns or wowotou. We must eat meat too!"

"Didn't I say before, the combination of meat and vegetables, so that our stomach, forehead, and stomach can better absorb nutrients, forehead, it is healthier and longer life!"

Seeing Lihu's resuscitation, Mu Feng said more words to him.

As a result, Lihu was dumbfounded again, stunned on the spot: "Food, steamed buns, wowotou? What kind of stomach and nourishment?"

Mu Feng was speechless again, and Lihu didn't understand again.

He waved his hand: "Okay, go get bamboo leaves and keep busy. You'll know then."

"Yes!" Lihu turned around and left without any comments.

Mu Feng touched his forehead with his hand: "It seems that the civilized education of the tribe really needs to be mentioned, otherwise it will take a long time to explain something, and I don't understand it.

"By the way, you have to go and see how much flour you grind. If it's almost the same, you can make the noodles!"

He returned to the cave again, and the four of them were still grinding the noodles.

Almost six large jars have been ground out.

"It's a bit slow!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "The four people are still tired like this. If only there were donkeys!"

Mu Feng thought, but now the flour is enough, he waved his hand: "Okay, you don't need to grind it, it's enough!"

The four of them were relieved and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

One person couldn't help asking: "Warchief, what do you let us grind corn flour for? Isn't the corn cooked? The corn that the leader cooked for us a few days ago, I think it's quite delicious! "

Mu Feng smiled and said, "The corn you eat is not fully mature, so you can cook it. These corns are fully mature and the corn kernels are hard, so you can only grind them into flour to eat."

"How can you eat flour?" the man asked again.

"It can be made into steamed buns and wowotou!" Mu Feng was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Tomorrow the tribe moves, we will have another big meal together, and then we will eat steamed buns together!"

"Bantou?" The man was taken aback, just as Lihu reacted.

Mu Feng nodded: "Yes, I told you to grind corn flour for making steamed buns."

"Then can we see how to make steamed buns?"

Several people asked: "We want to learn how to make steamed buns by the side, and we can also make steamed buns for the people in the future!"

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "I will teach everyone in the clan, so let's go and call all the women in the clan, especially those who are in charge of cooking, call over, and I will teach you. Make buns!"

"Yes!" The man rushed to call for someone, and he was emotional along the way: the chief is willing to teach him to do things himself!

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