The world of beasts breeds mountains and rivers [farming]

The first Spring Festival in the life of the orcs is approaching slowly, and the whole tribe is filled with an indescribable atmosphere of joy.

Everyone has been looking forward to it for a long time, time passed day by day, and the New Year's Eve finally arrived.

On this day, the whole tribe got up very early, just after the dawn, the tribe was full of laughter.

The semi-hibernating orcs stopped sleeping, and turned back into human form one after another, put on their most glamorous animal fur coats, and went down to help.

At noon today, the whole tribe will have lunch together, all kinds of vegetables and meat must be prepared, and the cooking pots of each family must be taken out and put on the fire, and everyone will eat together around the fire later.

Yunming's hearing is very good, and he can hear the voices of the tribe from a long distance.

When Ren Heyin woke up in a daze, he saw that he was lying down and listened attentively, so he hugged him and asked, "What are you listening to?"

There was laughter in Yunming's voice, "Listen to the voices in the tribe. Most people have already woken up, and the children are running and laughing below, which is very lively."

Ren Heyin turned his head and glanced at the window next to him. It snowed just yesterday, and the snow has not yet melted away. The light from the snow is shining brightly everywhere. Looking outside from the glass, you can see a very bright light.

He yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

Yunming called up the search box, "Six fifty."

"It's still early, everyone got up too early today."

The sun comes out late in winter, and usually this time is just after dawn.

"We're all looking forward to the New Year."

"That's right. Forget it, let's get up quickly."

He said he was going to get up, but he couldn't get up. He just hugged Yun Ming's waist and leaned against him for a while.

Yun Ming took his clothes and put them under the quilt to warm them up, then got up, put on his clothes and went out to make breakfast.

The charcoal fire in the bedroom was still on, and they had the custom of keeping a large cooking pot of water on it.

The water is boiled every day, and the water vapor diffuses, which acts as an indoor humidifier.

The charcoal fire hadn't been extinguished, and the water in the cooking pot was still boiling hot, Yun Ming scooped up some and went out to wash, and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Their breakfast is very rich, steamed buns and fried dumplings, pickled cucumbers made in summer and shredded radish made in early winter, served with porridge that has been stuffed in the jar since last night, and two plates of sausage and bacon, half the table Breakfast is ready.

He brought over the breakfast, Ren Heyin was too embarrassed to stay in bed any longer, so he simply got up and took a shower. ! .

The bed was very warm, he slept next to Yunming all night, his hands and feet had already warmed up, put on the animal fur coat that was still warm, and just came to have breakfast in good spirits.

"There are so many white flowers and birds left, shall we catch two white flowers and birds and go to the tribe later?"

"Row."

"Bring another sheep over there, the tribe is full of frozen meat, and fresh sheep tastes better." Ren Heyin said happily, "Then we will bring another bag of wheat flour over there, and we have agreed to make dumplings. Can not be less."

Ren Heyin originally said that he wanted to eat hot pot, but when he thought about dumplings, he also wanted to eat them, so there was no need to make too much, just one or two for everyone.

They are making dumplings now, just in time to promote dumplings.

The sour plum sauce they made last year has been stored in a jar for more than half a year. It tastes very sour and delicious. Adding some minced garlic and chili peppers into it is a good dipping sauce.

There is no vinegar to dip the dumplings, sour plum sauce is also okay.

They arrived at the tribe after seven o'clock, and the people in the tribe waved their hands excitedly when they saw them coming from afar.

"Yin, Yunming, are you here? Why did you bring so many things?"

"For Chinese New Year, we must eat and drink well." Ren Heyin put down the burden on his shoulders, "I brought soy sauce, bean sprouts, wheat flour and sour plum sauce and other small things here, and Yun Ming brought sheep and white flowers and birds."

"Aren't you running out of sheep?"

"No more than one or two ends."

Ren Heyin put down the things, and the sub-orcs in the tribe picked up the things and placed them in the open space.

The orcs went to kill sheep and white flowers and birds.

Ren Heyin went to see the food prepared by everyone.

He came over two days ago to fry the hot pot base with everyone. Now the hot pot base is frozen in a large wooden basin, and the hot pot can be cooked when it melts.

Ren Heyin turned around to see that they were all preparing, and reminded loudly: "Everyone first mix the wheat flour and rice flour, ferment it with old sour water for a while, and put a few more bird eggs in it."

Bei Lang smiled, "Understood, let's meet now."

The wheat Ren Heyin and the others grow is native wheat, and the yield is not high. They have eaten so many buns and dumplings, and there is not much left. It is enough to mix with rice flour to make dumpling wrappers.

The whole tribe eats dumplings together, even if everyone only eats two or three dumplings, the dumplings should be as thin as possible and the filling should be as large as possible, and the wheat is still not enough.

When Ren Heyin and Yun Ming arrived in the tribe, they got busy with everyone, come on!At around ten o'clock in the morning, Ren Heyin ordered them to prepare the specially prepared roasted white flowers and birds, barbecued meat and the first batch of dumplings.

Ren Heyin checked the quality of the food, and then led everyone to solemnly set up a table by the river, put the food on it, and led everyone to worship ancestors and beast gods.

He is a priest, and it is his natural responsibility to sacrifice.

Everyone in the tribe has traditions of animal god worship and ancestor worship. Ren Heyin hopes to pass on these traditions. If everyone has faith, there will be a bottom line in many cases, and the society will be more binding.

Ren Heyin hopes that before technology is sufficient to sanction crimes, occultism can make those who harbor evil intentions fear.

Everyone was very serious during the priesthood.

Ren Heyin led everyone to read the prayers, summed up what everyone had done in the past year, and talked about their expectations for the next year, and then ended the sacrifice and distributed the food used for the sacrifice to everyone in the tribe.

After the sacrifice, Ren Heyin and the others threw the dry bamboo tubes they had prepared into the fire.

Ren Heyin looked at the old and young in the tribe, and then exchanged glances with Yunming next to him. With a smile and warmth in his eyes, he announced loudly: "Lunch begins—everyone eats and drinks well, and have a happy year!"

"New Year's Eve—" a child shouted childishly.

Everyone showed smiles on their faces, and each took a bowl to find a cooking pot and prepared to eat hot pot.

What is stewed in the cooking pot is bone broth. The hot pot ingredients have not been put down yet, and the cooking pot is full of milky white soup. Put the dumplings in, just enough to eat the dumplings and drink the soup.

Most people saw dumplings for the first time. Some people carefully stuffed one into their mouths and felt that dumplings were really delicious.

There is a serious shortage of ingredients here, and Ren Heyin didn't make any tricks for the dumplings, just dried fresh deer bamboo shoots and beef and mushroom fillings. The ingredients are insufficient, and the flour and rice noodles are not enough. Each person can get about three.

Even after biting down, the delicious soup in the dumplings flowed out, and many people were screaming from the heat, and their eyes couldn't help but smile.

The meat in the dumplings is very tender, and the scallion is very fragrant. Those who have a stronger taste can dip it in sour plum sauce.

Eat a dumpling and drink a soup, one!The wind and frost of the year have all melted into this dumpling.

After eating the dumplings, everyone added the hot pot base ingredients, boiled and put the meat in to rinse.

I don’t know when it started, but snowflakes fell in the sky again. Everyone was fearless, chatting and eating delicious food while sitting in front of Fuguan.

The atmosphere was too hot, and there were many fires at the foot of the mountain. The heat from the flames caused the snow to dissipate silently in the air before it even fell.

Today's lunch is unlimited, everyone can eat until their stomachs are round.

In front of the pot where Ren Heyin and Yun Ming sat were surrounded by the backbone of the tribe.

Ren Heyin looked around and picked up the soup bowl, "It's not easy for everyone this year. Our tribe has done a lot of things and is doing a lot of things. I believe the next year will be even better. Thank you for your hard work. I won't say anything else. Yes, it's all for the tribe, come on, do it."

"Come on, do it!"

Han said: "Our tribe can develop so well, thanks to you, we all want to thank you."

"No, we are mutual achievements. The development of the tribe cannot be separated from everyone in the tribe." Ren Heyin looked at Yunming with infinite love and warmth in his eyes, "If I really want to thank, I want to thank my partner Yunming. Without him, I would not be where I am today. He made me and shaped me."

Yun Ming patted him on the back lightly, looked into his eyes and said in a low voice, "Me too, without you, most of my life would be winter."

Quan and the others took the lead in booing, "Kiss one!"

Ren Heyin smiled, tilted his head closer, and gently kissed Yunming's soft lips.

The two breathed together, and Yun Ming turned his back on the guest.

They kissed in public, bathed in everyone's smiles.

After the kiss, Ren Heyin gasped and smiled lightly: "I have nothing else to say, do you have anything else to say?"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed at each other.

Quan smiled, "We probably don't have anything to say, after all, we are together every day, and we have already finished what we wanted to say."

"That's fine, everyone eat and drink well, and enjoy this year!"

On the last day of Lichun, the weather is still cold, but the food and the love between people are enough to warm people's hearts.

Everyone sit around!There are endless words to say, songs to sing, and stories to tell together.

The soup in the cooking pot kept gurgling and rolling. When the soup was dry, everyone would scoop up new bone broth from the big stone pot and add it in, and all kinds of food were brought up continuously.

When everyone is full, sit and chat for a while, and then continue to boil vegetables to eat when they are almost digested.

This lunch has been eaten from more than eleven o'clock in the morning to more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

The roof of the house is covered with snowflakes, and the roof is chubby, which adds a bit of roundness and softness to this black brick and black tile house.

Even before they entered the house, they could already feel the warmth of the house.

Ren Heyin glanced at the search box and smiled: "It's still early, so we just wrote and posted the Spring Festival couplets."

They had already made paper some time ago, and the paper was thick and soft. Ren Ren Heyin and Yun Ming specially picked some red-skinned fruits, and pounded out the juice to dye the paper red.

Yun Ming walked in holding hands with him, "I'll grind the ink for you."

Their ink sticks are made of charcoal smoke, with some isingas in it, and the ink is black and shiny after grinding, and the writing lasts for a long time, but it is more laborious to grind.

The two entered the living room, closed the door, opened the cabinet and took the materials.

The red paper had already been cut, Yun Ming was grinding the ink, and Ren Heyin was sitting at the table contemplating.

After thinking for a long time, he blinked and asked Yunming, "Boss, do you have any ideas?"

Yun Ming kissed his forehead, "No, you can write anything."

"Then I will write whatever I want."

"Write whatever you want. As long as it's written by you, it's fine."

Ren Heyin then took out the red paper, picked up the brush and soaked up the black ink in Yunming's freshly ground ink, and then filtered out the excess ink by the side of the ink bowl.

When writing, Ren Heyin couldn't help but see the tribes and individuals he had contacted before. They had a spring promise, and spring is coming.

Ren Heyin smiled at Yunming, calmed down, and wrote on the red paper: Green water, green mountains, purple air, snow, poetry, plum rhyme, spring sound

Horizontal batch: good things come to the door

The new year is approaching, and good things are coming.

In the new year, they will embark on a new journey.

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