Beginning Backpack [Farming]

Although it is not yet the days when the ground is golden and the breeze is refreshing, Shen Huaijin obviously feels the coolness in the morning and evening, and only when the sun is shining at noon, there is an unbearable sense of dryness.

Ann said that this is a sign that the off season is coming, and in about ten days, the mainland will officially enter the off season.During this period, every day, the tribe sent two collection teams out of the valley to collect and hoard food.

In the ten days or so of the bad season, two hunting teams need to be sent out of the valley every day to hunt. The hunted animals are preserved for a few days, and then buried in the heavy snow in the cold season to freeze.As long as the snow does not melt, the meat will not spoil, so it can be stored for a whole cold season.

The members of the tribe were busy, and Shen Huaijin didn't want to be idle. He suspended his plan to go hunting with Li, and went to collect with An instead.

Sweet potatoes, radishes and taro, these are the foods he needs to stock up on.

It's just that Shen Huaijin looked at the baskets of food being moved to the tribe. Although the orcs and sub-beasts were busy but beaming, he felt a little worried.

The climate of the Beastman Continent is somewhat different from that on Earth. He doesn't know if the crops here are as resistant to cold and heat as on Earth, but as far as he remembers, sweet potatoes and taro are not low temperature resistant crops.These two are now almost the staple food of the tribe besides animal meat. If they are all frozen to death in the cold season, the consequences will be disastrous.

After thinking about it, he still called Yan and suggested that the tribe change the sweet potatoes into another shape before storing them.

"Another way?" Yan was curious about Shen Huaijin's words.

Shen Huaijin asked: "Did the tribe only hoard animal meat to survive the cold season?"

Yan nodded affirmatively, "Because the fruit is too perishable, it will go bad before the cold season."

Shen Huaijin said again: "The same is true for sweet potatoes and taro. Although they will not rot after a few days like fruit, they will also rot when they are too cold. My idea is to make sweet potatoes into vermicelli, and the vermicelli can be stored for a while. It doesn't matter the whole cold season."

He thought about it, and felt that vermicelli sounded more incomprehensible, so he simply said to Yan: "You will know what it looks like after you make it. Trust me, otherwise the sweet potato will go bad in the cold season, and the situation will be even worse."

Of course, Yan chose to believe Shen Huaijin's words, and asked him to lead the orcs and subbeasts in the tribe to make vermicelli that day.

"It's going to toss us to do something again."

Yang didn't have a collection task today, so he was forced to follow Shen Huaijin to learn how to make a thing called vermicelli. He was dissatisfied and whispered to the Asian animal next to him.

When Shen Huaijin heard his complaints, she just thought it was funny. The other party always had a hard-talking look, and probably thought that Shen Huaijin was kept in the dark, and didn't know that the other party asked other sub-beasts to help exchange bone knives, bows and arrows.

He didn't care about the murmurs in the crowd, but just gathered everyone together, and explained slowly: "Everyone knows that the fruit is easy to rot, and it is not easy to store it until the cold season. In fact, the same is true for sweet potatoes. When it is too cold, it is easy to be frozen. It's useless to put it directly in the house."

The crowd seemed to explode, and everyone was discussing, Yang immediately began to criticize: "It's not that you said sweet potatoes are edible, so let us rest assured! We have stocked up so much, you tell us now that it is useless, isn't it Lying to us?"

Ya Beast next to Yang jerked Yang to shut him up, and then said to Shen Huaijin, "Jin, since you said that, is there a good way to preserve sweet potatoes?"

Shen Huaijin nodded, and said: "There is indeed a way. The leader summoned you to make vermicelli from sweet potatoes with me. It is no problem to store the vermicelli throughout the cold season."

Only then did everyone feel relieved, and an orc suggested loudly: "Jin, let's quickly start making the vermicelli you mentioned."

Seeing this, Yang knew that he had nothing to say, so he could only give Shen Huaijin a bitter look.

Shen Huaijin didn't care, and began to divide the work attentively.

With so many laborers, some are responsible for peeling and cleaning the sweet potatoes, some are responsible for chopping them into pieces, and some are responsible for rolling out the pulp.

Although it is not as convenient and quick as modern machine processing, everyone has inexhaustible strength. Shen Huaijin's clay pots and jars prepared in advance were not enough for a while.

It is difficult to grind out all the sweet potato pulp at one time purely by hand, so it is necessary to add water over and over again, and repeat the rolling and filtering, and finally the remaining sweet potato residue and sweet potato pulp water.

The sweet potato dregs that had been filtered out of all the pulp were no longer available, and they could no longer be eaten. Shen Huaijin piled them aside, planning to feed them to wild birds when the time came.

As for the sweet potato pulp water, it needs to be filtered overnight and wait for precipitation.

The next day, after pouring out the translucent upper layer of water, everyone can see a thick layer of moist sweet potato starch at the bottom of the container.Shen Huaijin originally thought that he needed to filter once or twice, but he didn't expect that the precipitated starch was very clean, and there was no need to filter again, which relieved them a lot of burden.

He hurriedly greeted everyone, and dried the wet sweet potato flour on the stone slab that he had prepared earlier in the morning.

These days, except for the morning and evening, the sun is still shining, so it’s been in the sun for three days. During this period, when everyone is free, they will take the initiative to go to the square, or crush the sweet potato flour that is gradually hardening, or help flip it. .

Three days later, what everyone collected was white and delicate sweet potato starch.

"Is this vermicelli? Why doesn't it look like a strip?" Wen, the sub-beast who has been following Yang, asked curiously.

Shen Huaijin replied: "Of course not. This is sweet potato starch. There are other steps to make sweet potato vermicelli. But don't worry, everyone, the most troublesome thing is over."

Following the steps in the document, Shen Huaijin added hot water to part of the sweet potato flour and stirred vigorously, which turned into crystal clear cooked gorgon juice, and then poured the cooked gorgon juice into a whole tank of sweet potato starch.

Everyone washed their hands and vigorously stirred the whole tank of starch, allowing them to fully and evenly contact and blend with the cooked Gorgon juice, so as to add paste to the starch.

With everyone's pushing and squeezing, a whole tank of starch became a uniform, sticky and smooth starch paste.

Shen Huaijin took out the pottery powder scoop that she had cooked, took a piece of starch paste and put it on, controlled the strength, and beat the side of the powder scoop evenly, so that the starch paste fell vertically.

When the thickness was right, he lifted the vermicelli ladle onto the large earthen pot that was boiling with water, and the starch paste evenly fell into the hot water to be cooked, and then passed through the cold water again, and the vermicelli was formed.

But this is not the end, the formed vermicelli must be cut to a suitable length, and then hung on the rack to dry until it is hard and brittle, so that it can be stored for a whole cold season without stress.

The tribe has been busy for six or seven days in a row, and Shen Huaijin estimates that at least a thousand catties of finished vermicelli have been harvested, and the matter of storing sweet potatoes for the winter can finally be resolved.

As for the taro, Shen Huaijin couldn't think of a good way for a while. In the end, it will be covered with dry soil and hay stems layer by layer. If it can be saved, it will be saved. The main source of food will be vermicelli and frozen animal meat at that time.

After being busy for so long, I feel even cooler at dinner time in the past two days. Shen Huaijin sometimes needs to add her coat.

The weather was right, and it happened that vermicelli was made recently, so he felt that it would be a pity not to have a hot pot meal.

As soon as this idea came out, Shen Huaijin couldn't help it, so Shen Huaijin asked everyone to save part of today's vermicelli and eat it directly in the evening, and asked Li and other orcs who were in charge of hunting that day to help hunt a few more gray horned beasts and big ears. The beast came back and asked to save some animal blood.

The past few days of getting along made Shen Huaijin and the orcs familiar with each other, and the orcs unanimously stated that this matter was on their shoulders, and Li listened with a half-smile, with a horrifying expression.

Shen Huaijin contributed a basket of dried mushrooms, a male wild bird, two female wild birds that did not lay many eggs, and some seasonings, intending to use them to make the bottom of the pot.

An, Yin and other acquainted Asian beasts heard that he was going to make a food called hot pot, and they all came to help. They finally made six bird soup pots and six animal bone pots.The washed and cut radishes, green grass and vermicelli that have not been dried are neatly stacked next to the hot pot.

When the hunting team returned, Shen Huaijin congealed more than a dozen bowls of animal blood, and took some offal from the gray-horned beast, such as yellow throat and louver, for processing, and asked people to cut the animal meat into thin slices. One yard by one is on the side of the hot pot.

The orcs and sub-beasts in the tribe have no fixed seats. Everyone can walk around freely with their bowls and chopsticks, and they can eat whatever pot bottom they want.

Shen Huaijin and Li sat beside the animal bone pot. Shen Huaijin was reciting "up and down" silently while scalding his belly. His sauce was mashed garlic with salt and soup, which was really simple compared to before.However, Shen Huaijin felt the long-lost crispness with a mouthful of Q bomb hair belly stuffed into his mouth, and still felt satisfied.

He used to think that hot pot would lose its soul without chili peppers. Now, listening to the laughter in the tribe, seeing the joyful expressions on everyone’s faces, and feeling the excitement, he even felt that this mouthful of non-spicy hairy belly was extra delicious. .

Shen Huaijin scalded another chopsticks of the vermicelli that had just been made during the day. After putting it in her mouth, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion. Fortunately, it is a pure handmade product. It is pliable and elastic when chewed. It doesn't hurt to eat more during the cold season.

A hot pot meal made everyone smile.

After the meal, Shen Huaijin felt that her body was smoky, so she proposed to take a bath in the stream at night, and the sub-beasts responded one after another.

The weather was indeed getting cold very quickly, and Shen Huaijin almost had cramps after a sudden dip in the water. Fortunately, there were other sub-beasts around, so nothing happened.

But he was also scared. After taking a bath, he quickly dried himself and put on his coat. He thought that he would not catch a cold after all this trouble, so it would be reliable to go back and make some ginger tea.

He was also a little curious about whether the orcs and sub-beasts in this world would get sick. He felt that he had never seen a sick member in the days of the tribe, so he asked, "You usually have a cough, headache or Do you have fever symptoms?"

Ann said without hesitation: "The cubs and some old orcs or old Asian beasts who are not in good health will do this, and it usually takes several days to recover. But people like us will not."

Shen Huaijin: ...Okay.

Thinking about the problem from another angle, then he only needs to cook ginger soup for himself in the future: (

However, Shen Huaijin still suggested: "In this case, let the old people and youngsters drink hot water boiled with ginger in time after catching cold, this will effectively prevent them from feeling uncomfortable."

Ann nodded, indicating that she understood.

Shen Huaijin went back to the house on the other side of the stream alone, just in case she re-boiled a bowl of ginger tea, and lamented her crispy skin by the way.

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感谢在2020-12-0302:32:58~2020-12-0501:49:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Nanxiu Yun;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!