Chapter 41 This knife is sharper than my claws!

Here, Xiong Qingmei held Fang Quan's hand very happily, and told Fang Quan that he found that today's sweet zhe gen can boil sugar, and sweet zhe gen can be used to make starch and vermicelli.

Fang Quan looked at Xiong Qingmei's happy face, and gently stroked her head. "Our Xiong Qingmei is very powerful." That tone was too spoiled.

Soon, the fat intestines were fried.Xiong Qingmei first poured a large bowl of Fang Xun wine, and then filled a large bowl for his mother Qionghua. "Zuo Xiayi, this is my fried sausage. You and uncle can try it. If it tastes good, I will make more next time."

"Well, Zuo Xia Yi, let's try." Qionghua was really happy recently.Xiong Qingmei seemed inspired.She is generous and wise,

Xiong Qingmei is also very generous to those around her, "If you want to eat, take a bowl and put it on top."

"Thank you, Xiong Qingmei." Those people were rude to Xiong Qingmei.They just take a bowl and fill it.

However, they didn't eat Xiong Qingmei for nothing.They packed the fat sausage and sent back a large piece of roast meat.

Qionghua is very happy to see that Xiong Qingmei has become good friends with the person next to her.Only in this way can Xiong Qingmei communicate more with everyone, and everyone will like her even more.In the past few days, all she heard was others praising Xiong Qingmei.

Jin Heng stood in the distance, looking at Xiong Qingmei with a complicated expression.This female was so different from the one he had seen many days ago.If he didn't look at that face, or it wasn't like before, he would wonder if Xiong Qingmei had changed.

You said Ming was so obsessed with him that he changed so quickly after his death.I didn't immediately like him.This love comes and goes quickly.

This female doesn't know how to be generous, but she's also smart.She can cook all kinds of delicious food.Everyone in the tribe eats greasy food.In fact, Jin Heng also wanted to try Yin Zhu's delicious food.After all, it smells attractive.

It's just that Jin Heng can't eat with that face.Besides, he's not a good eater.

The next day, Xiong Qingmei woke up early, ready to cook sugar.But when she was about to cook sugar, Xiong Qingmei found that she needed too little.

She knows how to make local brown sugar, which is to squeeze the sugar cane and boil it, stirring it all the time.There is no juicer here, and the grass is not big and hard to pick.Xiong Qingmei planned to crush the sweet Zhagen and boil it in a stone pot, so that the sugar would be fully cooked.It's just that the whole thing is cooked together, the straining afterward is a problem.

There is no gauze here, even if the cotton root wants to make starch, it needs gauze.

There is no cloth in the world.Xiong Qingmei said that he was also in despair.He thought about it, and finally had to go to Fang Quan to cut bamboo, and then offered his dagger to teach them to make small baskets with bamboo strips.Moreover, the bamboo strips should be arranged densely so that only water can leak.

She doesn't know how to make a bamboo basket, but she still knows what a bamboo basket looks like.

Xiong Qingmei could only describe what the bamboo basket looked like, and then let Fang Quan operate it.I have to say that Fang Quan is still very smart.After Xiong Qingmei said it twice, he really made it that way.While it's not very pretty, it's scattered at first, and the first one is for practice.The second is better.After that, it became more and more like this.

Fang Quan shook Xiong Qingmei's dagger, "Xiong Qingmei, what is this? It is very useful. It is sharper than our claws."

When Xiong Qingmei saw it, she said embarrassedly: "This is a dagger made of iron, I can't make it." She didn't know what iron ore looked like.Even iron, she just knew it needed to be refined at high temperatures.With current technology, it will never reach that high temperature.

When Fang Quan heard this, he could only sigh: "It's a pity that if everyone in the tribe has such sharp weapons, he won't be afraid of any ferocious beasts."

Xiong Qingmei just smiled.She can't teach them this.Maybe she can use the identification system to find out what the iron ore is, but she really can't refine it.

At this time, Fang Quan quickly changed the subject, "Xiong Qingmei, we can also make this bamboo basket bigger, and it can be used to hold other things."

(End of this chapter)

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