Although the giant wolf **** is harmless to the orcs, a giant wolf **** who acts uneasy can still arouse the vigilance of the orcs.

Taking advantage of the lack of hunting missions today, Ah Zhang adjusted the defense personnel of the hunting team. Before, only the guards were arranged on the watchtowers on the front and rear walls. This time, one person was arranged on the watchtowers directly on the four walls. The personnel who go out on patrol have also changed from the original single-person action to a double-person operation, so that there is a good response. Even if there is any accident, at least someone can come back to pass the information.

At this time, Chen Qi greatly missed the convenient and unusual communication system.

Because Azer was injured, the plan to learn to swim could only be postponed.

After finishing the daily morning run, Chen Qi simply took a bath, and then began to organize the wild fruits that A Ze and A Jing picked yesterday.

In order to exercise Ajing's ability, Aze took Ajing out early in the morning. They didn't need to hunt today, and the defense task was also rotated to the females who went out to hunt yesterday, so Aze planned to go to the Chishui River to find a piece of The small clusters of mature sweet potatoes and potatoes were dug back. Three months is enough time for the plants on the plain to mature for one season. The next time they mature, it is estimated that they will wait until the first snow.

There are many kinds of wild fruits in Ajing's small backpack, each of which is only a little bit, but more than half of Azer's backpack are ripe grapes. Each grape is the size of a thumb, lavender, and looks crystal clear. Yes, very beautiful.

Chen Qi picked one and put it in his mouth. It was a bit sour when he took a bite. I don't know if it could be used to make wine. But now there is no other choice.

Chen Qi picked the grapes one by one and put them in a pottery plate. He only picked the ones that were big and good, and those with slightly broken skins were discarded by him.

Worrying that the yeast hoarfrost on the grapes would be washed off, he simply passed the water once, then packed it with a bamboo sieve made of bamboo strips and set it aside to dry in the shade.

This kind of bamboo props was made by Chen Qi after drawing a rough rendering for the old women in the tribe to fiddle with. Although it is not too delicate, it has already taken shape. Now the bamboos in the small bamboo forest have been destroyed. They cut down most of the bamboo. In order not to cut down all the bamboo, A-Chang would occasionally bring people back to cut some bamboo in the forest.

Not only bamboo products, pottery products, paper making, weaving, clothing and so on are now all specially responsible for, even if you don't need to go out hunting, everyone's hands are full of work, and after meeting the needs of the tribe, they will Be prepared to do some exchange with other tribes when the time comes.

Chen Qi took out two cleaned pottery jars. These jars were round in the middle and narrow on both sides. They were much cuter than the previous straight up and down pottery pots. Because there was no alcohol for disinfection, Chen Qi only used boiling heat. The water passed through the jar twice, and then dried for later use.

After the grapes and the jar were completely dry, Chen Qi put on cloth gloves, crushed the grapes one by one and put them in the jar. Each jar only filled about half of the jar, and then covered the mouth of the jar with a cloth. Cover tightly, but leave a small opening for ventilation, and then move the treated two jars of grapes back into the storage room, intending to let them naturally ferment overnight and add sugar in the morning.

During this time, he made a lot of sugar. Unfortunately, when the water milk fruit was not at its most mature, the sweetness of the sugar was not as good as before, but it should not be a problem to use a little more to make wine.

Before noon, A Ze and the others came back. Before A Jing entered the door, he began to call Chen Qi's name. He was holding something in his arms carefully. As soon as he saw Chen Qi, he quickly handed over the cloth bag in his hand, "Chen Qi. Look, is this the rice you mentioned?"

Chen Qi was taken aback. He has been deliberately looking for rice since he came here, but he has never seen any decent-looking wild rice. Now his staple food is to bake rice berries into rice noodles. , and then made various kinds of pasta to eat. Suddenly, when A Jing said that he had found rice, he was stunned for a while, but he didn't respond at all, "Rice? What kind of rice?"

A Jing handed him the cloth bag in his hand, and Chen Qi took it. This kind of cloth bag was made by Chen Qi to hold small items for him, and it could be fastened around his waist at ordinary times. It was a bit like those money bags in ancient times. Too bad there's no such thing as money here.

He stretched out his hand and took out the contents. There was only one bunch. It looked very similar to the rice that Chen Qi had seen, but the color was slightly cyan, probably because it was not yet ripe. Just like corn kernels, there are only seven or eight on a string. Chen Qi looked left and right in surprise, carefully picked one and put it in his mouth. Yes, similar to rice.

"Where did you find it?"

"By the Chishui River, where we usually catch fish." Aze replied: "There are only a few of these things. I don't know if they are what you need, so I just picked a little and came back to show you."

"Take me to see it." Chen Qi couldn't wait. As long as he had rice, he wouldn't be afraid of starving to death even if he had nothing in winter. This is too important for the tribe. After all, after a winter with many conditions, No one knows what will happen next winter, and storing more food is the most important task this summer.

A Ze unloaded the backpack behind him and put it aside, carried Chen Qi to the Chishui River to watch the rice. A Jing didn't follow, and after dragging things back to the storage room with Xiaolang, he obediently took out the homework and waited for the two to come back.

The little wolf cub was lying at his feet, half-squinting his eyes to catch up on sleep. A cub of his age can only grow up quickly when he sleeps. When it grows to the size of the adult giant wolf god, it will not be afraid of anyone. Now, the little wolf cub moved his ears and fell asleep in his familiar environment.

Rice grows in a tall grass. If it weren't for a milk fruit tree growing nearby, Aze would not have found it. The soil here is not moist. It seems that although it is rice, it can be planted on dry land.

Wandering around this tall grass, I found only three trees, each with only two or three bunches of rice ears. There are at most ten grains in a bunch, which is too small. Chen Qi plans to wait a few days. This batch of rice is used directly as seeds after it is fully matured.

After simply marking the surroundings, the two caught a fish by the river before going home.

The fish in the Chishui River were often caught by the orcs during this period of time, and they had long been wary of the orcs. Even if a lot of bait was thrown down, the fish would not crowd the river to grab food like before. Instead, they will swarm up when the bait slowly sinks to the bottom or is swept into the middle of the river by the current.

Although it is no longer possible to fork a lot of fish as casually as before, there is more than one way to catch fish. As soon as Chen Qi got to the river, he got a wooden stick, tied a rope and a hook on it, and then tied it at the end. Put a small stone, let the stone sink into the water with the hook with the bait, and then stick the wooden stick firmly into the soil by the river. After he and Aze returned from checking the rice, the fish was hooked.

Chen Qi looked at the big fish swaying on the ground happily, and took out the sword-horn knife to solve it directly, "I think this fishing method can be popularized in the tribe, and you can't swim, fishing is much safer than fork fish. already."

Azer nodded in agreement.

After lunch in the afternoon, Chen Qi planned to make some snacks. In addition to the French fries he made occasionally, there is also a snack that can be stored for a long time and can also be used as dry food, that is, dried sweet potatoes.

There are already three large bags of sweet potatoes picked at home during this period of time. Chen Qi has left them in the yard and planted two sweet potato seedlings. They are growing very well now. Occasionally, I can pick one or two sweet potato leaves for cooking, but it’s a pity. These are all used to grow sweet potatoes, and you can't pick too many.

Chen Kai boiled a large plate of sweet potatoes in a pottery plate, peeled them and cut them into strips, then placed them on a bamboo sieve and put them in the yard to dry. It hasn't rained since the summer, and the sun is very good, and the water will dry in just one afternoon. Almost there.

The taste of boiled sweet potatoes will be sweeter, but such a large bag of sweet potatoes is not much, only a small half bag, and if you have nothing to do, you can take a few bites to relieve your cravings. As soon as the snack of dried sweet potatoes appeared, it was immediately popular in the tribe. It became popular here, there is no way, usually everyone has nothing to eat, and everyone is curious about what new things Chen Qiyi comes up with. Anyway, it is not difficult to do, especially for the females who sit and guard It's simply gospel.

Unsurprisingly, there was a craze for drying sweet potatoes in the tribe, and when there was no hunting, Ah Zhang specially organized some people to go out to the forest to find sweet potatoes. The sweet potato is also very fragrant when it is roasted. Like potato stew, it is a plant loved by almost all orcs in the tribe.

Of course, apart from these two, the beasts don't like other plants so much, so apart from Chen Qi and Ali's family who also grow other vegetables, the rest of the tribe almost only grow sweet potatoes and potatoes in their homes. The behavior made Chen Qi speechless.

Early the next morning, Chen Qi added sugar to the jar containing the grapes, stirred with a clean wooden stick, and continued to ferment.

Chen Qi was making wine for the first time. Although he knew that the fermentation process would take a long time, he still did not dare to be careless every day. He only added sugar twice, and two jars of grapes consumed half of the sugar. In order to complete the fermentation, it is necessary to stir it in the morning, noon and evening. In order to be able to brew wine, Chen Qi has basically never taken a tribal step outside the door when picking rice.

About a week later, the skin, flesh, juice and seeds of the grapes were all separated. The grape skins almost overflowed to the mouth of the jar, and the fermentation became calm. An extra day was left to wait for the fermentation to completely calm down before the wine began to filter out.

Filtration is still only possible with cloth.

Chen Qi found a clean pottery jar, put the prepared cloth bag on the mouth of the jar, and asked A Jing to help hold it, then poured the fermented wine in the jar into the cloth bag, and carried a little purple-red liquid along the cloth bag. into a clay pot.

A Jing frowned, "The taste of this water is so strange."

Chen Qi took a sniff. Although the smell was still light, it was indeed wine. He smiled in a good mood, "This is not water, but wine."

"liquor?"

"Well, a very useful thing."

There is not much wine in the two jars after filtering, only a small half can, which is exactly one jar after the filtered wine is sealed in the pottery jar. Plug the mouth of the jar with cork covered with cloth strips, seal it with cloth on the outside, tie it with string, and then wrap the entire jar with paper.

Chen Qi took the bone shovel and patted the finished wine jar and said to A Jing, "Let's go, let's bury the wine."

"Buried? Why bury?"

Chen Qi tilted his head and thought about it, yes, why bury it? "I don't know. I do this all the time when I watch TV. Maybe it's better to bury it in underground wine?" Chen Qi was not sure.

Although he didn't know the principle of burying the wine, Chen Qi still happily dragged A Jing to the fig tree in the yard to dig a hole, buried the wine jar and filled it with soil, and found a wooden board and wrote it down Today's date is inserted next to it as a sign.

After finishing the incident, Chen Qi patted the soil on his hands, and he seemed to be able to smell the rich aroma of the wine when it was dug out and opened.

In the depths of a plain far away from Qi Ze City, there is a river connected to Luoshui Lake, which belongs to a small tributary of the Dosa River.

The river here is so calm that if you don't look closely, you won't be able to see the direction of the river's flow, and you will think it's just stagnant water. The tall and elegant white giant wolf stood by the river. It looked down at its own figure reflected in the river, and suddenly stretched out its front paws and patted the river, saying, "Stupid dragon, send me a fish. Come up."

The calm water suddenly turned violently, and a dragon head almost the size of half a giant wolf **** emerged from the water. If Chen Qi was here, he would definitely find that the dragon in front of him was the same as the one in the myth he knew. The Oriental Dragon is so similar.

The huge dragon tail tumbled underwater, and then rolled up a thin ichthyosaur and flung it to the shore. Half of the dragon's body was raised high, and the water droplets slid down his white scales little by little. In mid-air, the dragon's voice was low and full of magnetism, "I didn't expect you to come here."

The giant wolf **** didn't pay attention to the giant dragon, but looked at the skinny ichthyosaur with disgust, and opened his mouth to tear open the rough fur of the ichthyosaur, and began to eat the meat that was no longer fresh.