Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

Dusk, the hour of magic.

Chang Xia brought the fried spicy chicken to the table.

On the side is the barbecue made by Shen Rong, as well as the fruit powder cake and cold noodles.

"Cough cough!"

The moment the spicy chicken was on the table, Su Yebaiqing sneezed and coughed. Shen Rong was very calm, staring at the spicy chicken on the table with a look of impatience.

"It sucks!" Su Ye said.

Bai Qing covered his mouth and nose, looking at the bowl of spicy chicken in horror.

Chang Xia was slightly embarrassed, and explained, "I fry it a little dry and choked a little."

She was so craving for chili, she accidentally added more when cooking. In addition, deliberately stir-frying, the taste will naturally choke.

Chang Xia couldn't wait to be seated after smelling the pungent spiciness.

He brought a bowl of cold noodles with noodles, shouted Su Ye and Chen Rong to eat together, picked up the wooden chopsticks and picked up the peppers to eat.

Spicy mouth trembled, but he was reluctant to stop.

"Spicy, really spicy!"

"It's delicious. Sure enough, the dishes with peppers are more delicious."

Chang Xia said while eating, his spicy mouth was swollen. His eyes were red and full of tears, and the three of Shen Rong at the table looked at each other in dismay.

Is this delicious or bad? !

"Changxia—" Bai Qing held up his chopsticks, but he didn't dare to move them for a long time.

Su Ye chuckled and said, "If you want to eat it, try it. If you are afraid of spicy food, just drink water."

Saying that, Su Ye took the initiative to stretch the wooden chopsticks towards the spicy chicken. Smell, fragrant, spicy, choking nose. However, the taste in the mouth is completely different.

Obviously shivering spicy, but reluctant to eat.

So, the three of Su Ye followed in Chang Xia's footsteps, shrank their mouths, ate hard, and then poured water.

After a meal, the four of them felt like they had fought a war.

"It's cool, it's been a long time since I've eaten so well." Chang Xia shivered and said, "Next time, we'll eat boiled fish."

"It tastes heavier than the spices in the West!" Shen Rong said.

Four identical faces with high swollen lips. Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, there was half a bowl of maple syrup in front of him. This maple syrup was brought back to Su Yebaiqing by Chang Xia from the tribe.

this time.

It has become the best anti-spicy thing.

"Chili peppers can ward off the cold. When the chili peppers are exchanged with the Tianshi tribe, I will ask the tribe to help grow chili peppers." Chang Xia said happily.

Peppers are not drought tolerant and waterlogging tolerant, but they do not pick regions.

Basically anywhere can be planted, nothing more than the difference between the climate sooner or later.

"Yeah! This pepper should be of the right kind." Su Ye heard Chang Xia say that pepper can ward off cold, and immediately nodded in agreement with her proposal. Not only the Heluo tribe should grow chili peppers, but other orc tribes in the Twilight Forest should also grow a chili pepper.

In addition to ginger, onion, garlic and yam, pepper has become a crop that must be planted by the Heluo tribe.

Chang Xia smiled, one step closer to the tribe entering the farming era.

"Changxia—"

In the distance, the cry of the south wind came from the evening wind.

Obviously, Nanfeng had already had dinner at Nuanchun's house at this time, and called Changxia to go to Tribe Square to prepare the dough for fermentation.

"Let's go! Let's go over together."

Su Ye got up and prepared to go to Tribal Square with Changxia Shenrong.

By the way, talk to Gen and Yami about the peppers. Of course, the promotion of ginkgo also needs to be discussed in detail.

"Wu, you and Bai Qing are also going?"

"I'm looking for something to talk about."

While speaking, Shi Shiran, a group of people, approached the tribe.

It is clear that dusk is approaching, and the birds are returning to their nests.

However, today's Heluo tribe is extraordinarily lively and noisy.

The high stone pots in the Tribal Square and the roaring bonfire in the stove made the sky red.

The tribe gathered around the Tribal Square.

Smelling the caramel sweetness of maple syrup and maple syrup, everyone had a big smile on their faces.

Elder Yami asked the tribe to make a mold, pour the boiled maple syrup into the mold to form a fixed shape, and then move it into the cave where the tribe stores materials for storage. maple syrup.

Maple syrup boiled into maple syrup is stronger than the maple syrup eaten straight.

According to Chang Xia’s wishes, Elder Yami made two-thirds of more than 10,000 catties of maple syrup into maple syrup, and boiled the remaining one-third into maple syrup. Maple syrup is stored by the tribe, and maple syrup is distributed to tribesmen for consumption.

When Chang Xia and the others came over, the last pot of maple syrup was being boiled in the stone pot.

After that, the collected red maple sap, the tribe will no longer boil sugar, but choose to distribute it to the tribe to drink directly.

After all, the red maple sap can be drunk directly, and the taste is also excellent.

The sweet and moist red maple sap is tantamount to nectar nectar for the Heluo tribe, which is barren of drinks.

"So fast!" Chang Xia exclaimed.

Elder Jami smiled and said, "It's okay."

Saying it was okay, Elder Jami's face was full of pride.

She also did not expect that so much red maple sap could be boiled into maple syrup and maple sugar so quickly. According to the plan, it should be finished by noon tomorrow.

She and Chang Xia underestimated the resilience of the tribe.

More than ten stone pots, working one after another, literally cut the time in half. Of course, this is also related to the improvement of the proficiency of the clansmen.

"Patriarch, how is the construction of the cave dwelling going?" Chang Xia asked again.

"All the cave dwellings in Baihu have been dug, but the last mud wall and doors and windows are left. This matter can be solved tomorrow morning. Now, only the expansion of the tribe is left." Gen's face was full of smiles and confidence.

The mud wall needs to be dry before proceeding to the next step~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Otherwise, it will be completed today.

However, he knew that the mud wall was meticulous work, and there was no room for sloppy work.

In the past few days, everyone in the tribe has been busy non-stop, and the results have been remarkable. As a result, it is worthy of their efforts.

"Great!" Chang Xia Chaogen gave a thumbs up.

"All of this, thanks to your selfless dedication. This year's rainy season, we no longer have to worry about leaking rain in the animal den, and we don't have to worry that the den is wet and uninhabitable." Gen sighed.

Before the rainy season, the tribe will overhaul the animal den.

However, no matter how it is repaired, the leak will still leak.

Not to mention many problems such as the occasional collapse of the beast den during the cold season.

The cave built by Changxia completely ended the dilemma of the orcs for many years.

When the few of them were chatting, Muqin Heyun arranged for the clan to carry buckets of fruit powder from the cave.

Then with the gooey, knead the dough.

Unfortunately, fruit powder bags need to be made of green cloth.

In addition to the fruit powder bags Chang Xia brought, the tribe shrewdly sewed five more fruit powder bags, for a total of six fruit powder bags.

This makes filtering a little slower.

That night.

The clansmen chatted about the menu prepared by Chang Xia for the hot pot banquet, and pondered which ingredients to prepare for tomorrow. While learning to knead dough **** in Changxia, laughter and laughter spread throughout the Heluo tribe.

Many people are powerful.

Thousands of kilograms of dough were made with the concerted efforts of the clansmen.

Then put it on a rattan sieve, cover it with animal skins, and move it into a cave to ferment.

When the females made the dough, the root and the male did not rest, and they made a similar press compared to the press of the Changxia family. There are a lot of them. In their words, it is best for every family to make one press, so that it is convenient to eat raw rice noodles in the future.

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