In the end of the world, the whole family rises, and the waste wood is actually myself

Chapter 78 The cold season is the season that all orcs are afraid of
Looking at the half-baked roast pork in front of them, Jiang Baolu and Jiang Nansang were silent.

"Eat, you eat, if you don't have enough, there is more." Tang was very proud.

They are not as stingy as Tatar Buluo, and they are not willing to give the goddess more meat.

Look at the Goddess who is hungry and skinny.

"We are not used to eating this kind of meat." Jiang Baolu had no choice but to explain.

"But if it's baked for too long, it won't taste good. It's hard and bitter." The people of the Amur tribe immediately explained to her in a hurry.

"Eat it, I will tell you how to eat it."

Jiang Baolu had no choice but to take out his tools from the space.

She first dug out a grill and lit it
Seeing that she could create flames, the big guys looked at her without suspicion.

This must be an envoy sent by the mountain god, otherwise how could he have such great ability to control fire.

Jiang Baolu lit the charcoal and grilled the marinated meat with his fourth brother.

These meats were made with the help of family members when they were at home, so that they can be taken out and roasted at any time when they want to eat.

After a while, the roasted meat slices gave off a burst of aroma.

"Sweet! It's so fragrant!"

The people of the Amur tribe couldn't help swallowing.

A few little orcs pulled out a long silver thread from their mouths. When they smelled it, they suddenly felt that the meat in their hands was not fragrant.

Seeing the sharp knives she used, the people of the Amur tribe were dumbfounded.

Wouldn't it be easier to hunt if they had such sharp weapons?

Jiang Baolu looked helplessly at those eager orcs.

One or two hundred people, she can't bake that many.

Food is not enough.

After thinking about it, she took out a cauldron from the space.

It was supposed to be used for boiling the bath water after she bought it.

Now it's time to pour it into the soup.

"Is there any leftover from the meat you roasted?" Jiang Baolu asked.

"Is it the meat of the grunting beast? Yes, there is." The chief nodded quickly, motioning for the clansmen to get it.

The black bear directly carried half a fan of pork over.

Jiang Baolu chopped off the four hooves and the bones.

They looked at her machete with envy.

It took them a long time to cut the bones with stone knives.

She gave them two buckets and told them to fetch some water.

"Remember, drinkable water, clean."

"Don't worry." Tang assured, patting his chest.

Jiang Nansang didn't know how to handle these things, so he roasted the meat instead of his sister, and fed it to his sister while roasting.

Jiang Baolu used ginger and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell from the pig's trotters and bones, and then threw them into the pot for a meal.

Then, she took out the yam from the space.

She put on her gloves and was about to peel the yam when she saw a female beast rushing towards her.

"Goddess, you can't eat this, you can't eat it, you will die if you eat it." She looked at Jiang Baolu in panic.

"That's right, the little grandson of the witch doctor's grandfather's family had a numb mouth after eating this, and a lot of things grew on his hands, which is scary." The orcs who were watching on the side also echoed.

Jiang Baolu knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

Because yam contains yam saponin, it may cause skin allergies and cause itchy hands.

When the orcs eat yams, most of them don't peel the skins, they eat them directly.So the mouth will itch.

"This thing needs to be peeled before eating, and after peeling, wash your hands, and it won't itch after baking it on the fire." They don't have gloves, so Jiang Baolu can only give them other ideas.

"Really?" These orcs were still a little dubious.

"Of course." Jiang Baolu grinned.

"By the way, you have eaten it, so do you know where this thing is?" She realized an important thing.

"I know, it's over there." Tang was very perceptive, and when he heard her ask, he knew that she wanted this thing.

"I'll let the clansmen dig it out, you have as much as you want."

"I'll go with you." Jiang Baolu planned to go and have a look.

Of course Jiang Nansang wanted to follow her, and he immediately extinguished the charcoal fire.

Anyway, he and his sister had almost eaten enough.

So the remaining meat Jiang Baolu was distributed to the little orcs, who stared wide-eyed and let out excited cries from their mouths.

"It's so delicious."

"Mom, I've never eaten such delicious meat."

All the cubs were so happy that some even rolled on the ground in excitement.

"Oh, you little thing." The female beast immediately picked up her rolling cub and slapped the mud off his body.

Jiang Baolu handed over the pot of bone broth that was squatting to the care of the witch doctor Hai Qing.

Hai Qing raised his hand and swore to the mountain god that he would definitely protect the things belonging to Goddess, and never let anyone open them until she came back.

Jiang Baolu followed them to dig yams.

On the way, Jiang Baolu was overjoyed when he saw something white.

Isn't this cotton!

Seeing her running over excitedly, Tang hurriedly followed.

"Goddess, you can't eat this, we've eaten it before, it's sticky and sticky."

After speaking, he was afraid that he didn't understand how to eat it, just like the yam that the goddess brought out earlier, what if it could be eaten.

"It's really not edible." Jiang Baolu nodded.

"Then what are you?" Tang was a little puzzled.

"When the cold season comes, can you only make fire to keep out the cold?" Jiang Baolu didn't answer his question directly, but asked him a new question.

"Yes. It's too cold. Many weak clansmen can't survive the cold season." Tang sighed.

"It's called cotton, it's very warm." Jiang Baolu took out a quilt from the space and motioned him to roll it up.

"This is a quilt made of cotton."

Tang wrapped himself up tightly, sweating after a while.

"It's too warm. With this, we won't be frozen to death in the cold season." He was so excited that he burst into tears.

The people in front looked at him puzzled, why did the chief suddenly cry.

Jiang Baolu put away the quilt.

"You pick the cotton, and I will teach you how to make quilts."

"Alright, alright, alright, we will all obey your orders." Tang wiped away his tears, feeling extremely excited.

"What about us, Goddess, will you also teach our tribe?" Zhuyin was rushed by the chief to deliver food to Jiang Baolu, but he went to the Amur tribe. They said that the goddess and the chief went to dig things.

He ran over in the direction they were pointing, and heard Jiang Baolu telling them about the quilt.

He was immediately excited.

The cold season is the season that all orcs are afraid of.

There is a shortage of food, and only firewood is used for heating, but there are so many of them, and no matter how much firewood they stock up, they may not be able to survive the cold season.

So every time the cold season comes, many orcs will die.

"Why are you here?" The people of the Amur tribe looked at Zhuyin with hostility.

"I'm here to deliver food to Goddess." After explaining, Zhu Yin looked at Jiang Baolu, his eyes full of urgency.

"Can we learn it too?"

"Of course." Jiang Baolu nodded.

It doesn't make sense to teach only the Amur tribe and not the Tatar tribe.

Hearing what she said, Zhu Yin smiled.

He handed the straw basket to Jiang Baolu.

"This is fish soup stewed according to the method you said, without rice, but with sweet potatoes."

The people of the Amur tribe looked at the basket in his hand in surprise.

What is that, it seems very convenient?

Also, what are sweet potatoes?
(End of this chapter)