Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Chang Xia, are you still awake?"

The next day, Chang Xia was still awakened from his sleep. Opening his eyes, the animal den was gray, obviously Shen Rong was still asleep.

Last night, Chang Xia warmed up Shen Rong's body.

It was rare for Shen Rong, who was suffering from pain, to sleep peacefully. This was the most comfortable night he had slept since he was poisoned.

Yesterday, Chang Xia suggested that Gen Gen let the tribal elders sleep on the bed instead of lying on the ground. When Gen returned to the tribe, he chatted with the elders of the tribe. The elders didn't ask much about the wooden bed, and asked Gen to help find Changxia to make the bed.

In addition to trusting their own beast cubs.

It's more that they have eaten delicious fish balls and fried meat, and I believe the bed is the same this time.

Gen tried it overnight.

As a result, he found that it couldn't be spliced ​​together.

So, he ran over before dawn.

"Patriarch, is there something wrong with you coming so early?" Chang Xia said in a daze.

Embarrassed, Gen smiled and looked at Shen Rong who lifted the animal curtain. Hearing Gen's shout, Shen Rong woke up quickly. Sleep well and feel good.

Lifting the animal curtain, he greeted Gen with a smile.

"I'll ask Shen Rong something, you continue to sleep." Thinking of Chang Xia's weak body, Gen immediately pulled Shen Rong out of the den. At the same time, some guilt came too early in my heart.

These two days.

Chang Xia moved out of the tribe's original animal den.

Has been busy without rest.

Although Wu said that when Chang Xia became an adult, his body would gradually recover. It is inevitable that he still treats Chang Xia as a cub, regretting that he came too early.

Chang Xia waved his hand and replied, "It's okay, I'm already awake."

After chatting with Shen Rong, Chang Xia got up, washed and prepared breakfast. Just right, you can ask Gen to try the fruit powder pancake, I believe he will like it.

"...It turns out that this is the only way to get stuck."

Gen squatted and watched Shen Rong piece together the wood, and soon a wooden chair was made by Shen Rong. The beastlike claws are sharp and sharp, and the barbs on the corners are quickly polished smooth and bright. A rivet-like structure that holds wood together. It won't let go even if it is beaten, this is something Shen Rong figured out by himself.

"You can also try to punch holes and inject resin, which should be stronger." Shen Rong pointed to the position of the card slot and said.

There are low stools in Xilu, and the custom of nobles is to sit on their knees.

When Chang Xia mentioned tables and chairs, Shen Rong thought of Xilu's low stools. By analogy, it is easy to make the desk and chair that Chang Xia said. At the same time, the finished product is far beyond Chang Xia's imagination.

"Will it be too hard to lay wooden planks?" Gen hesitated.

The wooden bed is temporarily made for the tribal elders. I wonder if it is a little harder to lie on it?

Shen Rong pouted at the vine next to it, and said, "If it feels hard, weave a few rattan curtains to cover it. Otherwise, fill in grass mats and leaves, and then spread animal skins."

Lie hard, this problem is easy to solve.

Gen didn't turn the corner for a while, so he asked this question.

Sure enough, as soon as Shen Rong finished speaking. Gen patted his head with his hands, regretting that he had become a fool.

Chang Xia talked about this with Shan Kun earlier.

"Come on." Gen stood up and said, "I'll go back to the tribe and try again—"

"Patriarch, don't rush away." Chang Xia hurriedly opened his mouth and shouted to Gen, holding a wooden basin in his hand to stir the fruit powder paste, "I'm making fruit powder pancakes, and it's not too late for the patriarch to leave after eating the pancakes."

In the morning, they will go out to pick or hunt in the south wind.

Chang Xia estimated that they would come over to help build the kiln in the afternoon.

There is food sent by the tribe in the animal den, she and Shen Rong are not in a hurry to collect it, they can try to make a kiln first. By the way, how much water is there in the loess layer? If there are too many, the speed will be slowed down to avoid collapse.

"Fruit powder pancakes—" Gen paused, grabbed his hair, and looked curiously at Chang Xia's wooden basin.

How did the fruit powder paste turn into a fruit powder cake.

Didn't Chang Xia create a new food again?

This thought.

Root stood still, no longer in a hurry to leave.

Shen Rong left the wood next to him to Gen, and turned to Baihu to collect the fish basket.

Down the hillside, in the puddle beside the White Lake, dozens of fish have already been raised. Shrimp and crabs, Shen Rong would bring them back to the den every day. The dried shrimps were ground into shrimp powder by Chang Xia and packed in clay pots. For crabs, they were eaten directly.

At this time, the crab has no crab roe.

For the time being, Chang Xia has no desire to make a fuss.

The amount of shrimp powder is small, and Chang Xia has not taken it out for the time being.

After hoarding more, I will take it out and distribute it to the tribe. Changxia dare not tell the tribe about this kind of meticulous work, for fear that they will directly use shrimp to cook.

After all, the power of the stew is still vivid.

"Add bird eggs, minced meat, and chopped wild vegetables to the fruit powder paste, and then fry it in a stone pot until golden on both sides. It is crispy and fragrant when you eat it. When Shen Rong returns from the fish basket, I will add some shrimp or fish to it... "

Listening to Chang Xia's description, Gen's tongue was full of fluid.

Quietly pursing his lips, he couldn't help swallowing.

It is still good to come to find Chang Xia in the morning, this fruit powder pancake just sounds delicious.

They shouldn't have restrained Chang Xia before.

Otherwise, why would I eat random stew and fruit powder to fill my stomach all these years.

Thinking about it, the root gave birth to a touch of regret.

Especially when Chang Xia fried the first pancake with minced meat, bird eggs, wild vegetables and fruit powder, this kind of regret reached its peak.

"Clan chief, come and have a taste—" Chang Xia handed over the fried fruit powder pancakes, and motioned for him to eat with wooden chopsticks to avoid burning his hands.

He didn't care about it and reached out, took the fruit powder pancake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Click——

The crisp sound surprised Gen.

Bite lightly, and the rich aroma explodes from the mouth.

The minced meat, bird eggs, minced wild vegetable and fruit powder pancakes with onion, garlic and sour pulp are delicious. Salty and fragrant, crispy, with a light smell of roasted meat.

One bite down, it is amazing.

The stone pot is not as fast as the iron plate, but the fruit powder is not mung bean noodles, and the taste is more chewy. In the mouth, with a little bit of chewiness, the more you chew, the more fragrant it becomes.

this moment.

Changxia ginkgo powder is more like ground rice flour.

The noodles should be out of the question.

However, she can be a fan.

After the collected batch of ginkgo is dried and ground into powder.

She has to seize the time to tinker with rice noodles.

Compared with all kinds of rice noodles, Chang Xia feels that the fruit powder cakes are not so fragrant.

When Shen Rong came back to collect the fish basket, Gen took the spatula from Chang Xia's hand and started frying the fruit powder pancakes. He planned to fry a few more and bring them back to give the xylophone a taste later.

Every household of the tribal tribe hoards ginkgo fruit, and ginkgo fruit is the only one that the tribe will actively hoard. But whether to eat or not is another matter.

After the ginkgo is dried, as long as it is not ground into powder.

Storage for half a year to a year will not go bad.

However, if the fruit powder is ground, it cannot be stored for too long, and the fruit powder is prone to moisture or insects.

"Shen Rong, get me some shrimp." Gen urged.

Shen Rong glanced at the fried fruit powder pancakes on the table, and there was nothing he didn't understand. Carrying the basket, he squatted next to the stone tank, and handled the river prawns in his hands neatly.

After a while.

Gen Ruowei returned to the tribe with a rattan basket containing fruit powder cakes.

Before leaving, tell Chang Xia that the south wind will come in the afternoon. In the morning, Nanfeng went to the bushes to dig yams. The yam was prepared for Wu so that Chang Xia would not have to go to the bushes.

Chang Xia responded with a smile, knowing that the patriarch didn't want her to run around.

At the beginning, if Gen and the others knew about the fact that she and Shen Rong went to the salt lake to fetch salt in advance, they probably would not have been able to go.

Afterwards, although they didn't say anything.

However, there is no lack of expressing that meaning inside and outside the words.

at this point.

It made both Chang Xia and Shen Rong feel very subtle.

In terms of strength, they are really not weak. It's just that this kind of rebellious thing is too cool to do, so they can't help but want to try...