Chapter 12 Chicken Soup in Bamboo Tube

Zhu Yuanyuan was very depressed. She was just a five-year-old little female. Her parents fed her well and she had gained a little extra fat. Did she need to remind her repeatedly that she was fat?

But no matter what, Uncle Tu saved her. He couldn't yell at her over a trivial matter, so he could only nodded casually with a dull face, "Yeah, I'll pay attention."

When Zhu Qiang and Zhu Xiaofen heard the news when they came back, they were frightened and gave their little female a rare lesson, "It's true that we orcs are strong, but you are still young and haven't learned how to climb trees and hunt." , don’t jump so high for nothing.”

"I understand." Zhu Yuanyuan admitted her mistake with a good attitude and took the initiative to reflect on it. "I was too playful and I won't do it again in the future."

After all, he was his father and mother, and he felt a little distressed when he saw the little female's obedient appearance. Zhu Qiang pondered for a few seconds and made a decision, "Yuanyuan has learned to freely switch between human and animal forms. It's time to learn some skills."

Zhu Xiaofen agreed, "It just so happens that I don't plan to go looking for fruit and firewood tomorrow, so you don't have to go hunting. Let's take Yuanyuan for a walk in the forest."

The couple happily decided on tomorrow's itinerary, but they forgot to ask Zhu Yuanyuan's opinion.

To put it bluntly, the cub has no independent choice to persuade, it is the adults who have the final say.

Zhu Yuanyuan was open-minded and listened to her parents discussing the plan to educate the cub. She even thoughtfully gave him a cold drink and said, "Mom, dad, are you thirsty? Come and drink some water."

"Okay," Zhu Qiang boldly took the bamboo cup and drank the water. He found that the water container seemed a little different and couldn't help but turn it over and look at it. "Is this the bamboo joint that holds the water?"

It happened that my father brought a pheasant when he came back. He cut it into pieces and put them into three bamboo tubes. Then he filled them with water and placed them beside the fire to simmer slowly.

Zhu Yongmeng curled his lips, "My father is really using my sister's soup to please my mother-in-law."

Fortunately, Zhu Qiang saw that his little female's filter was very thick, so he had no intention of looking for loopholes. He just held the bamboo cup and laughed, "Not bad, it's very useful. Dad will chop down two bamboos later and come back to do more." several."

The adults are really thick-skinned, and they don't even blush.

Zhu Yuanyuan nodded, "It's a bamboo joint. I found it on the road. I thought it was very suitable for holding things. When I got it back, I found that it didn't leak when it was filled with water. Unfortunately, I only got one."

Zhu Qiang was very mobile and soon went to the bamboo forest to lie down. He dragged back two bamboos as thick as an adult's thigh, cut them open with a sharp bone knife, and harvested dozens of bamboo cups of different heights.

As a result, everyone in the family has a marked bamboo cup, and everyone is happy.

"I want one," Zhu Yongmeng picked excitedly and found one that looked more pleasing to his eye. "This one is good. It will be mine from now on."

Some problems are just like this. You don't care when you don't think about them. Once you think about them, you want to solve them immediately.

Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes lit up, "Okay, let's make some taller ones. I want to make broth to drink."

"Yeah," Zhu Qiang nodded in agreement, "Yuanyuan is indeed very good, but you are still young, so just leave the soup cooking to dad."

Although it looks a bit rough, it is really light.

"Buddha bless you, the Jade Emperor bless you...you must succeed~"

Fortunately, there is a large bamboo forest outside the Black Pig tribe. As long as it is not cut down indiscriminately, there is no problem in occasionally cutting down a tree to make bamboo tubes.

Zhu Yongmeng, who was worried that the animal skin skirt would be pulled off, groaned, "Forget it, if my sister says it's not, then it won't be. Just be happy with it."

But he was unwilling to give in, so he persuaded his eldest brother, "My sister and I have our own bamboo cups. You should quickly choose one and let dad help carve the mark."

The smile on Zhu Yongmeng's face froze. Is he suitable for grass?

I always felt that my father was hinting at something, but unfortunately he couldn't figure out the reason, so he had to give up.

Zhu Yongyong was moved. There were so many bamboo cups, so one was not too much for him, right?

A few minutes later, Brother Zhu had a cup with the sun engraved on it. In addition, Zhu Qiang carved a bamboo leaf on his cup and a flower on Aunt Zhu’s cup.

Both her experience and the existence of the system must be kept secret, not even to her parents. Therefore, the rewards obtained from completing tasks cannot be freely used unless a suitable excuse is found.

She looked at the two-digit knowledge points displayed on the virtual panel and smiled. The mall could be opened in up to five days.

Bamboo can be used to cook rice in bamboo tubes, and it can also be used to cook soup, but it is not durable and is probably a disposable product.

Zhu Xiaofen narrowed her eyes in enjoyment, "This soup is good. It's not so dry when eaten with barbecue."

And this bamboo cup was her test.

Zhu Qiang said hurriedly, "This is simple, I will do it for you."

<divclass="contentadv">Without asking what kind of mark to make, he took a bone knife and carved a conspicuous circle on the bamboo cup.

"Okay," Zhu Qiang didn't refuse. He carved a piece of grass on the cup and said proudly after finishing the carving, "This is the best for you."

Zhu Xiaofen was extremely moved, "Sure enough, the little female is still nice and considerate."

Not to mention iron pots, there are not even clay pots in the orc world. At most, it takes a lot of effort to make a clumsy stone pot, which is small and thick. It takes a lot of firewood to boil water.

Zhu Yuanyuan, "..." Her name is Yuanyuan and she can't change it, but that doesn't mean she likes circles so much that she can't carve different shapes?

After Zhu Yuanyuan finished the show, she went to stir-fry the bamboo tube broth. This was related to her dinner, so she had to treat it carefully.

Of course, it would be better if pottery could be fired. I don’t know if the system has a way to collect fired pottery.

"Second brother," Zhu Yuanyuan tugged at someone's animal skin skirt, "My father caught the pheasant and packed it up. My father also made the bamboo tube. I just added water and cooked a few tubes of soup. How can I say it is my soup."

"That's pretty much it," Zhu Yuanyuan turned around with a smile, "If you like it, drink more. I'll make it for you next time."

"It tastes good. Please drink more." Zhu Qiang poured the soup for his friend diligently. "Yuanyuan has cooked a lot. It would be a waste not to drink it."

Don’t ask for flowers or anything like that, just carve a triangle!

Brother Zhu didn't know how troubled his sister was, so he happily took his bamboo cup to his father and said, "My cup also needs a mark."

She deliberately obscured the origin of the bamboo cup and could only say that she picked it up.

After praying to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, Zhu Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief when the chicken soup was boiled and simmered. The bamboo tube was still good.

That night, the Zhu family drank bamboo tube chicken soup. It was seasoned with only a little coarse salt, but it tasted very delicious.

For example, now, Zhu Yuanyuan desperately wanted a soup pot, so she took the initiative to ask the system. The answer was yes, but she had to wait for the mall to open and exchange it with knowledge points.

"Don't worry, second brother, there are a lot of cups. No one will compete with you." Zhu Yuanyuan picked up a bamboo cup casually. "It just doesn't look much different. It's easy to get confused. You have to mark it."

Under Zhu's father's strong request, Zhu Yuanyuan could only agree, "Okay."

In fact, she felt that the knife was too weak, so it was a bit reluctant for her to cook soup independently. Since someone was willing to take over, she certainly couldn't refuse!

Such a happy decision.

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