Traveling through the world of beasts: Controlling the system and building infrastructure

She thought that after watching the blogger's video, she had clearly remembered how to make soybean paste.

After all, as a Northeasterner who can make a green belt by himself with soybean paste in hand, if you are good at making soybean paste, you should be able to do it well, and you should have some racial talent, right? Who would have thought that at the critical moment, some details would be forgotten.

But fortunately, she had just upgraded to a brewing encyclopedia. There was no need to panic, she could still hold on.

An Ruochu took out the brewing encyclopedia from the space, and opened it to see the brewing of white wine. Then he flipped back and saw various brewing methods and the ingredients used to brew various wines. Finally, the last two pages wrote about the brewing methods of soybean paste, soy sauce, and vinegar.

No, you are a wine lover? That brewing encyclopedia, a whole book about wine? You didn't miss any rice wine, yellow wine, and grape wine. Some wines she had never seen before, such as Xifeng wine and Fen wine.

"System, do you want me to open a bar in the Beast World?" An Ruochu looked up at the sky speechlessly.

"Don't give it back to me. It's good enough to have it, and you picked it."

"I worked so hard to upgrade this to get it, how could I not want it!" An Ruochu held the book to her chest, fearing that the system would take it away from her.

When they were almost there, An Ruochu put the book back into the space and then went into the house.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zihui sitting on one side surrounded by a group of little cubs, half of whom were shelling soybeans seriously, while the other half were selecting the right soybeans. Zhuoya was also helping.

Seeing Zhuoya's serious eyes become cross-eyed, An Ruochu burst out laughing.

"Zhuoya, why are you so cute?"

Master Zhuoya, who had been picking soybeans for a long time, raised his head, blinked his sore eyes, and looked at An Ruochu in confusion. He had no idea what had happened to make An Ruochu laugh so hard.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, just shell the beans." An Ruochu also joined the battlefield.

The whole morning was spent shelling and picking beans. Everyone was exhausted by the end. Fortunately, we finally finished the soybeans before dinner.

After lunch, the brewing team was fully revived. An Ruochu led them to clean up the garbage generated by shelling beans.

An Ruochu divided the soybeans into three parts, two of which were used to make paste and one was used to make soy sauce.

She first fried the soybeans in batches in a pan. In order to make the sauce look more appetizing, she also fried the soybeans until they were browned. After the soybeans were fried, An Ruochu's right arm began to tremble after repeated stir-frying. This was with Li Yu's help. If she fried it alone, it would take who knows how long.

After a short break, An Ruochu put the fried beans into the pot and steamed them.

Li Yu followed An Ruochu's steps and put the beans in the pot.

Both of them swung their sore arms and couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

At this moment, An Ruochu was extremely grateful that the few drain sieves she had made before came in handy.

I cooked it several times in a row, and each time I cooked it until the beans were ready to break into pieces when pinched.

After it was cooked, it was too late to cook, but fortunately Xiaoxi had already prepared the barbecue, so it didn't delay the tribe's meal time.

After dinner, the beans had just cooled down, so they crushed them and rolled them into trapezoids with one end larger than the other.

After the dough was rolled, An Ruochu found a few smooth wooden sticks, neatly arranged the dough cubes on them, and waited for them to ferment.

It was then that An Ruochu remembered that she didn't seem to have a jar for the sauce.

For a moment, she felt a little desperate. Without a jar, how could she store the sauce?

And it seems that making a jar requires firing pottery or something? She has never even made pottery by herself before, let alone making and firing pottery by herself now.

Are all those beans going to be wasted? It would be better to just stir-fry them and eat them as bean sprouts.

An Ruochu looked at the prepared sauce cubes with some reluctance.

[Ding, triggering a limited-time task, successfully firing a piece of pottery. Reward (unknown). Countdown 30 days.]

Oh? There's a mission?

An Ruochu was scratching his head anxiously just now, and the next second he heard the system's broadcast.

"Little carrot, there must be a production tutorial for this task, right? Otherwise I can't do it." An Ruochu tried to trick the system into giving him the production method.

[Time-limited task: Build a kiln. Reward: Complete pottery making process. Countdown 15 days.]

An Ruochu then looked at the second task that popped up in the system with satisfaction. Now everything is ready, and we have to burn the kiln first.

However, she still didn't know how to make this kiln. She would wait to get some information from the system. It was too late today. Everyone was tired after a day's work.

She asked everyone to rest, and she rubbed her sore arms and went back to the house. She was thinking about how to get the method of covering the kiln from the system.

In the past, the protagonists of the novels she read were all able to master all kinds of skills easily, like a walking agricultural encyclopedia. But she herself could do nothing.

After washing up, An Ruochu lay down on the bed tiredly. His sore arms could no longer be lifted. After a while, he fell into a deep sleep.

Because she was overworked yesterday, An Ruochu didn't wake up until the sun was halfway up in the sky today.

She rubbed her messy hair. The leather cover she used before had lost its elasticity. Fortunately, she learned to use a hairpin to tie her hair without any instruction, so it did not delay her normal work.

Seeing her beautiful long hair becoming increasingly dry after coming to the world of beasts, An Ruchu couldn't help feeling heartbroken.

If she had the chance she would make something to wash her hair.

She had once washed her hair with ash, imitating the protagonist in the novel, but she always felt that after washing, her whole head was filled with the smell of ash, which made her very uncomfortable. Later, she simply washed her hair with water.

I've heard from her roommate before that there is a kind of honey locust tree that can be used to wash hair, but she didn't tell me how to use it specifically.

An Ruochu sighed, put her hair up, and turned to look for Uncle Duen.

Uncle Dun has been very busy these days. He and his construction team have not only built houses for the orcs to live in, but also added a canteen, a breeding farm, etc.

When An Ruochu wanted to build a kiln, the first person he thought of was the craftsman Du En. Just as he was about to go to him to discuss how to build a kiln, he heard a faint cry in the house.

An Ruochu suddenly became alert. She usually lived alone in this room. There was no sound just now, but now there was an unknown sound. It sounded like a bird?

Why are there birds singing in this room?