Delicious life in another world

Chapter 133
It was already late when Xiu Lun came out with the roasted meat.

"Tomorrow, we will process the wheat, shell it and grind it into flour." Chu Wanqing said while eating.

"No problem." Rogge swallowed a mouthful of meat and put on a reliable expression.

"Also, I want to make some fruit wine tomorrow. The Leopard Tribe has a lot of cherries, and the fruit wine they make must be good. But..." Chu Wanqing hesitated to speak, "It's just that in other people's tribes , After all, it’s not good to make it wantonly. If I teach them this method, I would be reluctant.”

"Qingqing, you don't have to worry," Luo Ge raised his hand and squeezed Chu Wanqing's cheek, "Just do it, and leave other small things to me."

Rogge's appearance was too reliable, Chu Wanqing nodded and felt relieved, "Then I will do it, if it is difficult to deal with it, don't force yourself too much."

Roger listened and smiled, it was just a fight with Johnny, there is nothing difficult to deal with.

If the boy Johnny dared to ask more questions, he would definitely not let him have any good fruit to eat.

"Don't worry." Rogge squeezed Chu Wanqing's hand, secretly mopping up.
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In the early morning of the next day, Xiu Lun and Phil were at home studying the pound and stone mill with Chu Wanqing, and Rogge went to find Johnny.

"It's so early today!" Although Johnny was woken up, he was very happy, and he didn't have the usual waking up spirit at all. "Come on, finish the last bit today."

"Wait, I have something to tell you." Rogge took off Yonny's hand on his body, with a look of wariness.

In the past two days, Johnny has become more and more intimate with him. Although there are many males who can't find a female in the beast world, they will live together, but obviously he is not.

"What are you talking about? Say it quickly." Johnny urged with his mind full of building his wooden house.

"Our family, Qingqing, has taken a fancy to the red sour fruit outside the tribe, will you give it?"

"Red sour fruit? That piece of wild fruit? My family wants to take it anyway, and even came to ask me what to do." Johnny's words were not to be beaten, and Rogge said angrily: "Who is with you? I don't take it You are cheap, give me the fruit grove, and we will exchange it with salt."

"Salt in exchange? Are you serious?" Johnny clapped his hands in surprise when he heard that there was such a good thing, "Exchange for exchange, do you want the whole film? Is it a one-for-one exchange or a one-off price? It doesn't matter, it's negotiable. "

Roger pretended to be impatient, and stretched out two fingers, "All, twenty bags of salt, how about it?"

"Twenty bags?" Johnny stroked his chin. "How many bags?"

Rogge: "...it's as big as an ordinary animal skin bag. It can hold half an orc."

"Yes, yes, as long as you bring the salt in front of me, this forest will belong to you!" Johnny estimated that 1000 bags of salt would be enough for [-] of them to squander for a year. There was no need to suffer anymore, so I made a decision on the spot and decided on this matter.

"Don't you need to discuss it with the people of your tribe?" Roger twitched his lips, watching Johnny being silly.

"No, no, no, no one picks that piece of red sour fruit, and it rots on the ground every year. Besides, if someone wants to eat it, there are still a few scattered ones on the mountain, which is enough." Johnny waved his hand indifferently.

"Then change it, but it will be changed forever. I don't want anyone to enter that forest again." Rogge tentatively said.

"Hey, you can't say that," Johnny stopped Rogge, "As long as I'm still the patriarch, I mean what I say, then let's do whatever we want, and I can restrain everyone."

"If I am not the patriarch one day, I can't control so much. I can only talk about this matter, and I can't guarantee you in the future. You, you better pray that I can be the patriarch for a few more days."

Rogge originally wanted to punch someone when he heard the first half of the sentence, but when the second half of the sentence came out, he could bear it no longer, and said sarcastically, "Don't worry, you still have a few years to live."

"Tch." Johnny gave Rogge a blank look, and pulled him to the side of the cabin, asking him to finish the big work before leaving.

Chu Wanqing made a stone pound here, and put the wheat in it to thresh.

Xiu Lun hammered down the stick heavily, and the husks and grains gradually separated.

"Take it outside and shake it, let the wind blow away the wheat husks." Chu Wanqing grabbed a handful and fell down, feeling really happy in her heart.

"Okay." Xiu Lun put part of the wheat into the dustpan that Chu Wanqing described and took it outside.

When the force is applied upwards, both the wheat grains and the wheat husks are lifted up, and the lighter wheat husks are blown away by the wind, leaving the heavy wheat grains in the dustpan.

"These are clean, Qingqing." Seeing that there were only grains of wheat left in the dustpan, Xiu Lun brought it to Chu Wanqing and showed it to her.

Chu Wanqing touched it with her hand, feeling the wonderful touch, "Well, put it on the stone mill and grind it into powder."

Phil took it, poured the wheat into the stone mill, and started the next process.

Xiu Lun continued to sweep some wheat into the dustpan to separate the husks and grains.

The two of them worked hard all morning, and after Rogge came back, they managed to finish the two bags of wheat ears they brought back, and ground them into more than ten catties of black flour.

"These are enough for a while." Chu Wanqing looked at the big bag in front of her and said with a smirk.

Seeing Chu Wanqing's expression, the males also felt refreshed.

"There's still a large piece of wheat over there. We'll get it tomorrow." Xiu Lun continued while Chu Wanqing was happy.

"Okay, now is the time to harvest. But tomorrow, you take some tools and don't pick them with your hands."

"Where is it? How come I don't remember it?" Roger scratched his head, logically speaking, if there is such a place near the tribe, he should know it.

"In front of the mountain, there is a huge area." Xiu Lun said honestly.

As for why Rogge has no memory, either he really never went there, or he went there when he was a child and forgot.After all, Rogge had never seen a real wheat herd.

"Really? You have to take me there tomorrow, I still don't believe it..." Seeing the way Xiu Lun looked at him, Rogge felt that he was looking at Miou, and he refused to accept it.

Seeing Rogge's appearance, Chu Wanqing had no choice but to appease him.

"Okay, tell me quickly, you went to find Johnny, what did he say?" Chu Wanqing asked, grabbing Rogge's arm.

"He agreed. As I said earlier, you are still so worried that no one will pay attention to that piece of red sour fruit." Luo Ge hugged Chu Wanqing on his lap, scraped the bridge of her nose, and said dotingly.

"That's great, you can take me to pick cherries this afternoon, okay?" Chu Wanqing pressed Rogge's shoulder, with a little coquettish tone in her tone.

"Of course. In this way, you have lunch first, then sleep, and we will go after waking up, okay?" The weather has been getting hotter and hotter recently, and the temperature around noon is unbearable.

"Okay!" Chu Wanqing was happy, the cherry tree was not tall, and she could pick the fruit herself.This is really the event that has excited her the most recently!

(End of this chapter)