Wild farming: I was hugged by the cold patriarch

Chapter 88 088. Braised pork and earthenware plate

They brought back basket after basket of sand and gravel.

Ye Sang took a hammer and smashed the sand and gravel. After smashing and sifting, he sent everyone to do other things. He took the opportunity to pour cement into the sand and gravel, add water and mix well, and mixed three large piles.

Okay, now we can start construction.

It was also Ye Sang who personally demonstrated and provided guidance, and the tribesmen learned from it. After learning, it was officially built and the project was slowly advanced.

It is the first time for everyone to do this, and it requires a process of learning and adaptation. It is normal to work slowly.

Use up all the three piles of reconciled cement, just in time for the evening, and call it a day.

When he came outside, Ye Sang smiled and said to everyone: "Thank you for your hard work, I will cook tonight and treat everyone to a good meal."

The people who helped her with the construction were Cang Team and Lie Team. They completed the hunting mission in the morning and would be free to help Ye Sang build the project in the afternoon. They had reached a tacit understanding.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaao --" the clansman immediately cheered.

Everyone has reached a consensus that Ye Sang's food is more delicious than the food of the tribe, so every time he eats Ye Sang's food, he becomes very excited.

Ye Sang waved to everyone: "Let's go back to the tribe."

Back at the tribe, Ye Sang made a big pot of braised pork in a hurry. The aroma spread out and made the tribesmen moan with greed.

The braised pork takes an hour to eat. Taking advantage of this time, Ye Sang asked Lu to help her light the fire. She taught everyone how to fry hazelnuts. The peanuts she collected earlier were also dried in the sun. She took some peanuts and fried them together.

In fact, it should be fried with yellow sand and fine salt, so that it will be more fragrant and delicious. However, under the conditions of the tribe, using fine salt is too luxurious and can only be discarded.

Ye Sang waved the spatula and kept turning: "Lu, lower the fire, otherwise it will be fried. If it is fried, it will not taste good."

"Okay." Lu immediately pulled out a piece of firewood and kept a small fire in the stove.

Ye Sang secretly thought that after the toilet was built, she would have to build some stoves and cook things while bending down, which would be too taxing.

Seeing that Ye Sang kept helping his waist, Yucang took the initiative to come over and take the shovel from Ye Sang's hand: "I'll turn it over, and you can just watch from the side."

There were many tribal women around, learning to fry hazelnuts, and their eyes became ambiguous at this moment.

Ye Sang was a little embarrassed.

Tan Cang was cold by nature and usually had no expression on his face. He ignored everyone and just continued to stir-fry on his own.

Xia had been abused so many times that she was numb with sadness, but she became calm.

Qing looked at Xia and sighed inwardly, Sang was too good, there was really no way to compare, he could only accept the defeat.

Hua, who was looking after the children, looked at Ye Sang with bright eyes. She was really lucky to have met such a sister.

Unknowingly, the tribesmen who had not recognized Ye Sang before became convinced.

Probably conquering everyone with strength is like this.

As they stir-fry, the unique aroma of nuts comes out, and the sound of inhaling shows everyone's love for this aroma and acceptance of nuts.

In fact, the barbarian tribesmen really don't choose, as long as they can eat, anything is fine.

After stir-frying for 10 minutes, sparse black spots appear on the surface of the hazelnut shells and peanuts, which means it is ready to be taken out of the pan.

Ye Sang took out a bamboo dustpan and put the hazelnuts and peanuts into the dustpan: "You can eat them after they cool down."

Yu came over and said excitedly: "I'll fry a pot of hazelnuts." Ye Sang gave her place.

The people in the tribe were also eager to try it, so they went to stir-fry it in other pots. After a while, the mountain was filled with the aroma of nuts, and of course, the aroma of braised meat.

Xi and Huo's children gathered around the braised meat pot. Seeing that Ye Sang was making something fresh, the children quickly brought their own meat over and asked Ye Sang to cook it together.

With a little effort, Ye Sang agreed.

Gurgling, the oily brown stew is rolling in the pot, and the white steam brings out waves of aroma, which is simply intoxicating.

Some of the men in the tribe were forging iron, while others gathered around to weave bamboo products.

Since the introduction of iron weapons, the tribesmen have abandoned stone weapons.

"Bah baa baa..." The little sheep beast that Ye Sang rescued that day ran over and circled around her, barking as it turned. It was lively, cute and endearing.

Ye Sang took a fried peanut, peeled it open, ate one for himself, and fed one to the little lamb beast.

Like peanuts the size of a double yolk egg, the fried peanut kernels are also as big as a small egg. You can't finish it in one bite, so you have to eat it in several bites.

"Bah baa baa..." The little sheep beast ran to the side with the peanuts in his mouth, chewed them up and put them on the ground, eating them bit by bit.

Ye Sang looked at it with a smile on his face, it was so cute.

When the little giant horse beast and the little white pig saw Ye Sang eating peanuts for the little goat beast, they also ran over quickly. Ye Sang couldn't bear the cute eyes, so he quickly took another peanut, peeled it open, and gave it to them.

Satisfied with the peanuts, he ran to the little lamb beast and ate them together.

Lu joked: "Sang, these little beasts you raise seem to be able to understand speech."

Ye Sang was not sure whether they could understand the words, but she was sure that they listened to her words: "In the future, when everyone goes hunting and gathering, you can bring back small beasts like this. Let's raise them and then kill them for food." the same."

A word to awaken the dreamer.

Yes, why didn't they think that they could raise the little ones to be big? Wouldn't that eliminate the need for hunting?

Feng Da praised: "Sang, you are so smart, we know it."

Ye Sang smiled at him and said that domestication was on the agenda, and the life of the tribe would definitely get better and better by then.

As the sun sets on the hillside, Ye Sang's braised pork is ready: "Come on, come on, let's eat braised pork."

Gancang and others brought the pottery plate over, and Ye Sang put a large piece of braised pork on the plate, cut it open for them with scissors, poured a spoonful of secret dipping sauce on it, and then put a piece of bone with a lot of meat on it. I took this and gnawed it myself.

The pottery plates were made by everyone in the back. If you have pottery bowls, you must also have pottery plates, pots, and pots. Nowadays, pottery is still fired in the brick kiln in the back mountain.

Once you have better things, you will want to have more and better things. The same is true for the barbarians, but their desires are not that big and they just simply satisfy themselves.

Everyone drools when they see the braised pork so brown and buttery, but no one is shameless enough to ask for it.

People here live as a family. The separation of families means that everyone has boundaries, so they will not eat other people's food casually. Ye Sang likes this very much.

The braised pork was distributed to everyone, and the last one was for Ye Sang's family of four. Yun'er could also eat meat, but only a little.

Ye Sang put a chicken leg alone in a ceramic plate. She specially braised it for the little guy and let it cool for her to eat.

Children in the wild are not as delicate as modern children. They can drink blood and eat meat in five or six months. If they don't eat, it will be difficult to feed them.

(End of this chapter)