"You guys wash slowly, I'll go to the tile kiln." Shen Rong said.

He helped cut the flavor root into pieces and put it into a stone pot, and filled the stone stove with firewood. The mallard tribe explained that the longer the stewed flavor root was, the more fragrant the stewed sauce would be.

Preliminary calculations suggest that the root should be stewed for about an hour.

This hour is long enough for summer and spring to clean peppers, ginger, and radishes. Today, Chang Xia decided to marinate everything that can be marinated, and blanch those that cannot be marinated and dry them to make dried vegetables.

The most important thing in the warm season is wild vegetables.

We must take advantage of the season to dry a lot of dried wild vegetables, so that we can eat all kinds of delicious dried wild vegetables in the cold season. Thinking about it, Changxia watched Shen Rong walk out of the tribe, and said to Nuanchun, "Nuanchun, when was Songshan picking wild mushrooms?"

"I want to pick more wild mushrooms to dry and use them to make hot pot in winter. The taste is extremely delicious. Unfortunately, there are no bamboo forests near the tribe, and no bamboo forests have been found in other tribal territories. , the taste is also unparalleled."

"Pickled bamboo shoots, stir-fried beef with sour bamboo shoots, and mixed noodles with sour bamboo shoots."

Speaking of hot pot, when Chang Xia thinks of wild mushrooms, he inevitably thinks of bamboo forests. As well as the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, whether it is spring or winter bamboo shoots, the taste is very delicious.

"Songshan stone house, the tribe picked a batch of wild mushrooms. You want to eat wild mushrooms, and the tribe warehouse has a lot of them. If you want to pick wild mushrooms, you have to wait a little longer." Nuan Chun said.

She was curious about the bamboo shoots Chang Xia said.

Chang Xia mentioned bamboo forests and bamboo shoots more than once.

The tribe not only cares about the bamboo forest and bamboo shoots in the warm spring, but other clansmen also care about it.

Together with the leaves of the Sorcerer's Temple on the holy mountain of Karna, they also remembered this.

In Su Ye's mind, he vaguely seemed to have seen a bamboo forest somewhere in the Twilight Forest. However, the impression was not deep, and Su Ye couldn't recall it.

"Bamboo forest—"

"The root patriarch has asked many orcs."

"Unfortunately, it seems that the orc tribes/tribes who come to Baihu business district to participate in the exchange activities have no news of bamboo forests and bamboo shoots."

After listening.

Chang Xia looked regretful and couldn't help sighing.

With such a big forest, why is there no bamboo forest?

Could it be that there is no bamboo forest in the Twilight Forest, and this bamboo grows on the Qinghai Plateau?

She asked Shen Rong, and Shen Rong also didn't know about bamboo, nor had he seen any plants similar to bamboo. This made Chang Xia more and more puzzled and puzzled. Is bamboo so scarce and rare?

"Maybe, when I have the opportunity to ask the Bird Clan or the Fish Clan?" Chang Xia said.

Nuan Chun nodded and said, "Inquire with the birds and the fishes. When the Normandy Grand Bazaar next year, both the birds and the fishes will show up. It's quite appropriate to ask them at that time."

Chang Xia nodded.

However, she was thinking in her heart.

Next year's grand fair, must it be held in Normandy?

Changxia thinks that the Baihu business district is actually quite suitable. During the long cold season, the tribe does not have to worry about enough food to eat, so take the opportunity to expand the tribe and use it to entertain the orcs, birds and fishes from afar. Isn’t it good?

Think.

Chang Xia made up his mind that one day he would go to the tribe to talk to the patriarch Gen.

If he also has this idea, he will talk to Su Ye again.

passed in an instant.

After the two washed the peppers and ginger, there were still radishes, Kira grass sprouts and some vegetables left unwashed.

Shen Rong returned with a rattan basket filled with clay pots.

Next to him were two old men, Liu He and Mu Shan. The two were also carrying rattan baskets with clay pots inside.

"Grandpa Liuhe, Grandpa Mushan."

Chang Xia Nuanchun got up and called out the names of the two old people cordially.

"Chang Xia! You made the pork cheek and braised chicken that Shen Rong sent to be so fragrant." Liu He nodded kindly and greeted Chang Xia Nuanchun. Soon, the topic came to the gravy.

Mu Shan said: "If you can drink this pork cheek and braised chicken with sweet potato wine, it will be wonderful!"

Pooh!

Chang Xia couldn't help laughing when she heard the words.

Dare, these two came to ask about sweet potato wine?

"Master Mushan, don't worry, the sweet potato pulp is still fermenting. When the fermentation is complete, I will let the tribe cook the wine." Chang Xia explained with a smile.

Counting the time, the fermentation time of sweet potato pulp is almost here.

No wonder Liuhe Mushan couldn't help coming over to try it out. Seeing how the two old men were greedy for wine, Chang Xia was both funny and bitter.

If you fall behind, you will be beaten. This sentence applies no matter where you put it.

Like the bird family and the fish family, although they lack wine, they can drink it to some extent.

The Twilight Forest Orcs are much more miserable, and the exchange of wine is expensive. Even if the Twilight Forest is rich in resources, it cannot stand such consumption.

He had no choice but to choose not to drink it. Every pot of wine is probably a treasure of the tribe. If it is not a sacrificial ceremony, one would not dare to mention the word wine at all.

After all, even the Sacred Mountain Wizard Hall of Karna is short of wine, so the situation of the Orcs in the entire Twilight Forest can be imagined. I can't complain, when Chang Xia told the golden rods, corn and sweet potatoes that they could make wine, the orcs would be so excited and fanatical.

The twilight forest orcs have been looking forward to wine for too long!

At the same time, it also gave Chang Xia a deeper understanding of the knowledge blockade of Gangwa Continent. On the same continent, the development of the eastern and western continents is completely different. Although the western continent is developing rapidly, considering the strictness of the slave system, Chang Xia thinks that it is sometimes a good thing to be backward? !

"Changxia, when will the wine be steamed?" Liu He said quickly.

Putting the rattan basket in the courtyard of the cave dwelling, he stared at Chang Xia eagerly. Those fiery eyes made Chang Xia a little scared.

Although Mushan didn't say anything, his expectant eyes were self-evident.

"It depends on the fermentation of sweet potato pulp—" Chang Xia said frankly.

The fermentation is good, and the wine flavor is released. Naturally, you can set up a pot and start distilling sweet potato pulp~lightnovelpub.net~ If the fermentation is not complete and the yield of wine is low, even if it is distilled, it will not get much wine.

Recently, Chang Xia went to the shooting range every once in a while to check the sweet potato pulp.

I did smell a little alcohol, but it wasn't enough.

However, Chang Xia did not understand the situation of the sweet potato pulp on the tribe's side. Xylophone was staring over there, with the clan's attention to sweet potato wine, if you can really smell the strong wine, Xylophone will definitely come to inform Chang Xia.

"Chang Xia, do we want to check the sweet potato pulp?" Liu He suggested.

squeak-

Just as Chang Xia was about to answer, the courtyard door was pushed open.

Xylophone walked in from outside, she looked at Liuhe Mushan with black lines all over her head, and said, "Changxia, don't listen to them. The sweet potato pulp will take another three or five days. It's the same whether you see it or not. ."

The group of drunkards in the tribe, three times a day, ask Xylophone about sweet potato pulp.

Xylophone was troubled with a headache.

Just now, she learned that Liuhe Mushan came to deliver clay pots to Chang Xia.

Xylophone knew the bad thing immediately, and the two would definitely encourage Chang Xia to check the fermentation of sweet potato pulp. She checks twice a day to see if the sweet potato pulp is fermented, can the xylophone know?

I don't know what these alcoholics think, she has to confirm it again and again.

"..." Liu He and the two laughed shyly, looking left and right, but didn't dare to look at the xylophone. Apparently, in the tribe no less is said by the xylophone.

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