"...Ask Chang Xia." Tian Luo said.

Her simple reply, and the excitement on her face, showed Tianluo's inner restlessness. The tribe used to smoke meat, even if it was concentrated in a brick kiln, it would be fast for ten days and a half months, and if it was slower, a month should be enough.

Mu Ning's words just now were like a stone thrown into the lake.

It hit the hearts of females such as snails hard.

Just thinking about the ready-to-eat smoked chicken, all the orcs were extremely excited. This means that when they go out to hunt, they don't need to think about how to store them for the time being. They hunt directly back to the tribe. By smoking, they can also keep the prey for a period of time.

The jerky is too hard, except for the Pukang elders.

Normal orcs still prefer to eat fresher or better-tasting food.

"Ask me what—" Chang Xia came out of the pharmacy. The rattan basket contained the stewing ingredients for the smoked chicken. The kitchen had seasonings such as **** and garlic. Just go to the kitchen and take it when you need it.

"Sister Changxia, how many days does the smoked chicken need to be smoked?" Xi Ling smiled and asked first. Of course, he wanted to ask whether the smoked chicken could be eaten directly. He was afraid that it would be bad if it was too direct, so he simply chose to take a detour.

Chang Xia pursed her lips and smiled.

She wasn't stupid, she naturally guessed the hidden meaning in the Xiling dialect.

"Smoked chicken, you can eat it when you're done. It can be stored for a day or two. It's probably not too long in the hot weather recently. If there is a cold stone or ice crystal grass that can cool down, it can be stored for three to five days."

After listening.

The orcs couldn't help laughing.

For the time being, Han Shi and Ice Crystal Grass didn't dare to hope.

They are looking forward to the ready-to-eat smoked chicken.

"Xiling, you and Mu Ning will help Shen Rong Baiqing slaughter the white-footed chicken. We will try to grind these baskets of salt into salt crystals for half an hour." Muqin said quickly.

"Yes, let us be responsible for the salt." Liu Shan agreed, and rushed Xiling Mu Ning to the shack to help Shen Rong Baiqing slaughter the white-footed chickens.

"Changxia, the white-footed chicken doesn't need to be distributed to the tribe. When you stew the white-footed chicken soup, keep a portion for the tribe's elders and beast cubs. We'll just try the smoked chicken." Tianluo glanced at the xylophone and said directly. .

Smoked chicken, she just wanted to eat smoked chicken.

Besides, there are so many tribesmen, dozens of white-footed chickens are simply not enough. Instead of giving the white-footed chicken to the tribe, it's better to make it all into smoked chicken, which can't be air-dried now anyway. The old white-footed chicken is stewed in soup, and the young chicken is made into smoked chicken.

"Is this appropriate?" Chang Xia hesitated.

There are hundreds of white-footed chickens, which sounds like a lot.

However, it is definitely not enough to divide it evenly among the tribesmen.

Chang Xia didn't want to eat alone, so she thought of giving the tribe some white-footed chickens.

"Appropriate." Xylophone nodded.

Tianluo misses smoked chicken, and Xylophone chooses to fulfill her. Besides, they are all adults, so they don’t necessarily have to eat white-footed chicken. There are so many pheasants in the forest. If you learn to make smoked chicken, you can eat it at any time.

Obviously, the xylophone is more stingy than the snail.

When the smoked chicken is ready, it is natural to eat it in the long summer. Tribal people can just deal with it casually. A white-footed chicken weighs 30 to 40 pounds, and it is stewed into white-footed chicken soup, which is enough for each of the tribe's old man and beast cub to drink a bowl, which is very good.

"Okay!" Chang Xia replied.

In killing chickens, it's not her turn to help.

Mainly to help prepare more stews and seasonings.

"Xyen Mu, we used to help Bai Qing slaughter the white-footed chicken—" Xiling said excitedly.

Slaughtering white-footed chickens is more fun than grinding salt blocks. At their age like Xiling, they are the most active, where can they sit still?

Before the words were finished, Xiling Mu Ning jumped down the corridor and went straight to the shack.

Chang Xia put down the rattan basket and walked into the pharmacy again to pick out the stewing ingredients. The stewing ingredients of a few white-footed chickens and the stewing ingredients of dozens of white-footed chickens are not a star and a half, and Changxia naturally needs to be reconstituted.

"Xylophone, cut the pork into pieces quickly, and let us get the salt pieces." Tian Luo said.

She wanted to hurry up and grind the salt blocks well, and then learn how to make smoked chicken and bacon with Chang Xia.

"Don't worry, we will try to grind the salt in half an hour." Liu Shan said.

Obviously, Liu Shan thinks the same as Tian Snail.

I also wanted to learn how to make smoked chicken and bacon from Chang Xia. Influenced by the snails, Liu Shanheyun and the others all had a preference for bacon. After all, the meat that tribes used to eat, except for jerky, was bacon.

Plus, snails do have a song about making bacon.

The bacon made by the snails of the Heluo tribe is quite famous among the six major tribes.

There is food hanging, everyone is enthusiastic and full of action.

"Changxia—" Shen Rong came from the shack with a knife in hand.

Tian Luo pouted towards the pharmacy and said, "Shen Rong, Changxia is in the pharmacy."

"I'm in the pharmacy, Shen Rong." Chang Xia responded in the pharmacy and asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Xiling came over and said that all the white-footed chickens were slaughtered. I want to ask what happened?" Shen Rong entered the room and said in a low voice.

Chang Xia smiled and repeated what Muqin Tianluo said just now.

"Kill all the white-footed chickens?" Shen Rong confirmed.

"Kill them all! Except the old white-footed chickens, they are all slaughtered to make smoked chickens to eat. Anyway, you all said that there is no shortage of white-footed chickens in the Salt Lake. When you want to eat them, let Bai Qing go to the Salt Lake to catch them. We Going to the Weishan Holy Land tomorrow, I can just bring two ready-made smoked chickens as a gift for the old ape." Chang Xia said.

White-footed chickens are not suitable for breeding after leaving the Salt Lake.

That being the case, why waste your energy and slaughter them all.

Xylophone cuts the meat in the kitchen, half a slice of meat, and soon it is cut into pieces of three to five catties. Chang Xia didn't say what to do, Xylophone stacked the cut pieces of meat.

Just as he walked out of the kitchen, he happened to hear Chang Xia say to bring a present to the old ape.

Xylophone's face changed slightly and remembered one thing.

There are still many foreign orcs living in Baihu Street.

Baihu Cave is close to the Baihu commercial area~lightnovelpub.net~ What kind of food is being tinkered with here, the taste can easily drift there.

"Chang Xia, you might want to make more smoked chicken." Xylophone was slightly embarrassed and said embarrassedly.

Chang Xia raised her head and asked suspiciously, "Xyon Mu, what's wrong?"

"Chang Xia, you forgot that there are still foreign orcs on Baihu Street. It's too close to Baihu Street, and the smell can easily drift past. Of course, I know that there are definitely not enough white-footed chickens. I want to find the root and let him arrange it. The clansmen went to Woye to catch some pheasants..." Xylophone whispered, Changxia originally intended to invite the clansmen to drink white-footed chicken soup, who would have thought that things would turn out like this, Xylophone felt very embarrassed.

The Baihu business district has just opened, and the Heluo tribe is the host.

In a place that should be generous, it is natural not to be too stingy.

"Okay!" Chang Xia nodded and smiled: "Xyon Mu, you don't need to feel embarrassed. If I don't bother me, I will help prepare the stew and seasoning, and you will do the rest."

Chang Xia likes lively and lively things, and doesn't find it noisy.

"Then I'll go find the root and let him arrange for someone to go to Woye to catch pheasants." Xylophone said neatly. The farms in the wild groves on the south side of Baihu Lake have raised chickens and ducks that the tribe has not eaten recently.

Chang Xia said before that the second and third generations of poultry would be cultivated.

The clansmen were confused and at a loss.

However, this does not prevent them from being willing to follow Chang Xia's ideas and do as they please.

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