Invasion of alien beasts

Ding Wang also told Ding Hao that the orcs could eat three to forty catties of meat in one meal, and they were not full. Ding Hao didn't know how to react.

"Dad, do the dragons also eat that much?" Ding Hao asked in a low voice.

"It should be about the same, right? And I heard that their ability to control elements will consume more energy." Ding Wang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought of the difficulty of the previous rainy season.

Ding Hao looked up at the sunny sky and the lush trees around him. He couldn't imagine what it would be like when the rainy season came, but his father's description gave him a sense of crisis. He used to think that Langton, the patriarch He was too leisurely and greedy, and now he understands that it is not easy to be the patriarch. He saw a lot of roast chickens in the kitchen, but Langton got only half of them in the end. No wonder the orcs Everyone was so hungry, it turned out that it was because they hadn't been able to eat enough.

"Dad, I ate with Langton and the others in the woods just now, but they have also changed their bodies, maybe they are not full yet, let's make more food for them?"

"Why? Distressed?" Ding Wang seldom teased him.

"No, no!" Ding Hao retorted hastily, "I just see them hungry and pitiful."

"Hehe." Ding Wang just chuckled, and didn't expose his 300 taels of silver here.

Ding Hao blushed slightly, turned his head and said to Langton, "How much of the rice crackers we brought back are left?"

"There's still a lot left, what's the matter?" Langton pointed to a small pile of rice crackers placed under the tree.

"Let's cook and eat. My dad's pork chop rice is delicious!"

If you say you’re not moved, you must be lying. After eating Ding Wang and Ding Hao’s crafts, Langton and the others have fallen in love with the food of the earth. The soft and glutinous taste of cooked rice crackers is still clearly present in their minds. Among them, he just wanted to bring some rice crackers back to the clansmen who didn’t come out to hunt. Although they said they had a good harvest, they ate a lot. I can't control it, what should I do if I finish eating all these delicious things.

"Don't you still have to hunt in the afternoon? You are not full at all. How can you have the strength to hunt in a while? After eating these rice crackers, you can pick them again. It is easy to get full with rice crackers as the main food. Isn't there still leftover echidnas?" How many pigs? Just take one out and make it into pork chops, and take the rest home.”

Langton considered it for a while, but in the end he couldn't resist the temptation of food, so he nodded in agreement.

Langton directed some of the clansmen to move the rice crackers to the fire, cut open the rice crackers with a bone knife, then poured the rice grains into a simple large basin made of wood, washed them by the stream, and finally Then put it in the pot and let it simmer.

The other part took the body of a needle-haired beast, and according to Ding Wang's dictation, it was skinned and boned, and cut into pieces.

Ding Wang took a rice cracker and handed it to Nuoqi and Tony, asking them to grind the rice grains into powder. With Nuoqi's strength and Tony's cleverness, I believe that flour will be produced soon.

It's a pity that Ding Wang overestimated the two of them. The rice grains are harder than expected. They can't be pinched with hands, and they are afraid of getting dirty when they are smashed with stones. Right now they don't have suitable tools, and the two of them can only stare helplessly at the rice crackers. But he was embarrassed to disturb the busy Ding Wang.

Ding Hao looked at their troubled faces, and thought of something, so he kindly reminded them, "Do you know wooden pestles?"

The two shook their heads blankly.

Ding Hao picked up a small wooden stick and chiseled it a few times on the ground, "A wooden pestle is a kind of thick and heavy wood. You find a stone slab, dig a hole in it, and then pour rice grains into it, and then you can use it like me. Just use a wooden stick to smash the rice grains one by one."

The two suddenly realized, and went to tinker with great interest, while Langton and Sale volunteered to catch fish by the river. They liked this delicious food even more, and Sig was left behind to protect Ding Hao.

The only person who was free was Garnier, who was standing behind Ding Wang with great interest, studying his every move.

Imagining fried golden and fragrant pork chops, Ding Hao suddenly felt that it would be better if he could have some sauce or vinegar. Remembering that the barbecue sauce was made by Garnier, Ding Hao thought that maybe he would know that other seasonings are not necessarily the same, so he called Him, "Garnier."

"What's the matter?" Carnell asked, turning his head.

If Garnier had looked down on Ding Hao because he was a pet, now he completely regarded him as his own, and his attitude could be called amiable.

"How do you make that barbecue sauce? Did you put soy sauce in it?"

"Soy sauce? That's made by mixing berry juice and red fruit juice. I wonder if it's the soy sauce you mentioned?"

"Can I see these two fruits?"

"Of course." Garnier asked someone to fetch two fruits and handed them to Ding Hao.

The berry was very hard. When it was knocked open, dark juice flowed out. Ding Hao dipped a little bit of it with his finger and tasted it. It was indeed soy sauce. The other red berry looked a bit like a mutant tomato. The ones are bigger, the juice is full and sweet, no wonder that after mixing together, there will be that sweet and sour and refreshing taste.