Beginning Backpack [Farming]

It may take a day or two for the wet paper to dry, and finally Shen Huaijin and the others are not forced to stay in the valley.Taking advantage of the fact that it was still early and the sun was not too strong, Shen Huaijin and Li took the shrimp traps and left the valley, heading east.

Because she just came out to set the shrimp pots, Shen Huaijin didn't bring a rattan basket, but only a bow and arrow and a messenger bag, and a bunch of cages on her body.

Shen Huaijin looked at Li's generous back who was leading the way, and became playful, and started to rush towards him.

He has a good habit of exercising since he was a child. He looks thin, but in fact his whole body is covered with a thin layer of muscles, which is flexible yet refined.Using strength from the waist and legs, Shen Huaijin stepped on the huge tree root next to him. Borrowing the strength, Shen Huaijin jumped up like wings on his back, lying on Li's back completely, with his legs crossed and tightly entwined. Hold each other's waist.

Li's muscles tensed and swelled in an instant, and he relaxed after realizing that it was Shen Huaijin, and instead of driving him down, he just patted his butt, "Naughty."

Shen Huaijin shook her calf, "I'm tired from walking."

In the mountains and forests, insects and birds were singing, and the sunlight fell through the branches and shone on the entangled figures of the two.

When Shen Huaijin arrived at the river, he first planted four fish with branches, cut off the viscera and divided them into several shrimp pots as bait, and then used stones and grass stems to firmly fix the shrimp pots in the waters where there were more shrimps.

Li Ye was helping, and suddenly he let out a surprise, "What is this?" He pointed to the river bank.

Shen Huaijin looked at it, and was also a little surprised, "This is snail, it's delicious when fried, let's touch some back."

The snails here have never been touched by anyone, so there are a lot of them. The two only picked the right size ones to pick them up, and they picked up quite a few within half an hour. Fortunately, Shen Huaijin had a messenger bag with him, so he had the tools to hold the snails.

As for the eviscerated fish just now, Shen Huaijin originally thought of grilling it on the spot, but he didn't bring any seasoning, so he had to pierce it with a grass stalk and bring it back to the tribe to make soup for drinking.

On the way back with the fish and snails, Shen Huaijin also went to the potato field in the wild to have a look. It was obvious that the potatoes he planted were more energetic. It seems that the daily watering and fertilization are still very effective. , Shen Huaijin also has some confidence in the bumper harvest in a few days.

After returning to the tribe, Shen Huaijin first poured the snails into a clear water basin, and then added some melted animal oil to make them spit sand.The fish was cleaned and processed by him again, fried on a slate until the skin was golden, and then put into a jar to simmer slowly.

After stewing the fish soup, Shen Huaijin went to the shed to look at his wet paper, felt it carefully with his fingers, and said to Li, "It feels almost there, and it should be able to be peeled off and dried tomorrow."

Li nodded, "Then I'll take out the bamboo rafts and wash them, and bake them on the bamboo rafts tomorrow."

Shen Huaijin sighed in her heart, "That's the only way."

In the traditional papermaking process, the paper should be dried in a narrow alley made of two earth bricks.Light a fire in the alley, let the heat escape from the gaps between the alleys of the bricks, and make the paper dry slowly, and after it is completely dry, it will be a usable paper.

Shen Huaijin didn't have this condition, and she didn't plan to spend a lot of time to do so.He plans to burn several limestone kilns at that time, surrounded by papered bamboo rafts, drying the paper with the heat from the lime kilns.Although it is a bit slow, it can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

"It's still early, let's go to the stone forest to pick up some limestone and come back. It is estimated that several kilns will be fired tomorrow."

Li stood up, "Okay, then look at the soup, I'll feed the wild birds and furry animals first."

Shen Huaijin reminded: "Remember to bring some bird eggs, I want to steam a custard to eat. By the way, when I can catch some male wild birds, I want to try to see if I can let them hatch small wild birds and raise them by myself." It’s not easy to run, and it’s troublesome to cut feathers for this group of big ones.”

He said sternly, "Wild birds exist in all seasons. When I go hunting, I will just catch two."

When Shen Huaijin heard this, she nodded in relief.He added a few drops of fish sauce to the stewed milky white fish soup, and when he tasted it again, he felt that the taste was more delicious, and he couldn't help admiring again.

After eating custard and fish soup, the sun was already high, and the two of them didn't care whether to bask in the sun or not. They carried rattan baskets on their backs and went to the stone forest. The stone forest is just to the west of the valley, opposite to the river. The distance is not too far.For some rough terrain, let Li carry Shen Huaijin over, and the speed will be much faster.

The blue-brown limestone was exposed on the ground, and there were a lot of them. The two were exposed to the sunlight near noon, so they didn't dare to delay and picked up the stones in a hurry.After picking up two rattan baskets, they didn't stay any longer and left.

Shen Huaijin was a little distracted by the sun, and comforted herself that the weather was good and the paper dried quickly, so she calmed down a little.

After returning to the tribe, the two hurriedly put the limestone in the shed, hid in the house, wiped their bodies and lay down.

Shen Huaijin complained softly: "The sun is too hot, it's really hard to work in the hot season."

Li leaned aside and fanned him with a thin wooden plank, "Wait for another two days, the rainy season is coming soon, and it will be cooler then."

Shen Huaijin blinked and smiled slyly, "I always do the math, so let me test you. How much is three times four?"

Li was already proficient in addition and subtraction within a thousand, so Shen Huaijin began to teach him new ones. He was temporarily in a state of ignorance when he was new to multiplication, and Shen Huaijin loved to tease him with this.

Li smiled helplessly, kept fanning his hands, and recited the multiplication formula seriously, "One four makes four, two four makes eight, three 42, well, the answer is twelve, right?"

Shen Huaijin smiled and showed her cute little canine teeth, "You're smart."

Li lowered his head and stared at him with green eyes, "Is there any reward for that?"

Shen Huaijin blinked one eye, "Reward a lunch break."

Li leaned down, his voice hoarse, "Not enough."

There was a commotion, and it was already noon when I woke up.

Shen Huaijin scooped up the cool stream water to wash her face, and woke up all over.

He took out the animal hair that had been washed and dried naturally in the shade, sat in the shed, and combed the animal hair fiber little by little with a homemade fishbone comb.

Li leaned aside and asked, "Do you still have a comb? I'll comb it with you."

Shen Huaijin only had a comb, he gave it to Li, raised his jaw, and said, "Try it."

After combing it a few times, Shen Huaijin saw that he had mastered it well, so she simply asked him to be responsible for combing the animal hair, while she took a spindle and spun wool.

The two chatted while working.

"It's really troublesome to make a sweater. What are you going to exchange for it?"

"Earlier, one clay pot was exchanged for one bag of salt. I thought this sweater would have to be exchanged for at least five bags." Shen Huaijin thought for a while, and then said: "In fact, it takes more time to knit one sweater than to burn five. The clay pot has taken a lot of time, and I still want to exchange it for something novel. But in the end, it depends on whether there are sub-beasts who want it, and if not, I can only throw it in my hand."

Shrugging his shoulders sharply, "It doesn't matter if no sub-beast wants it, it's just that you change your own clothes. Anyway, we have clay pots and sugar, so we can always get what we want."

Shen Huaijin smiled, and kept spinning the thread with her hands, "You are right, why should I worry about this?"

They spent the whole afternoon in the shed, and they didn't stop their work until the sunset and the magnificent sunset covered half of the sky.

Shen Huaijin stood up and stretched her body. It was true that she had been sitting for a long time today, and she could still hear the creaking sound of her joints.Li squeezed his shoulders behind him, making him sigh in comfort.

"Let's eat spicy fried snails tonight." Shen Huaijin suggested, "I just saw that some peppers in the pepper field have turned red. Go and pick some. We can finally taste the spiciness again tonight."

Shen Huaijin brought the snail basin. After washing the stains on the surface of the snails, he chopped off the tips of the tails one by one with a stone axe.

After shredding the ginger and cutting the red pepper into sections, Shen Huaijin poured an appropriate amount of animal oil on the slate.After heating the oil, put the prepared ginger, garlic, chili and licorice powder into the pot and stir-fry. After the aroma is released, pour in the processed snails and fish sauce, turn on high heat and stir-fry. After 2 minutes, pour Add water that can cover the snails, boil on high heat, turn to low heat, and cook for about 10 minutes.

Before serving, Shen Huaijin squeezed some lemon juice into it to increase the flavor.

The spicy fried snails just out of the pan exuded a strong aroma. Shen Huaijin saw that it was still early and it was time to eat in the square, so he proposed to serve the snails and have dinner with An and the others.

The four of them hadn't had dinner together for a while, so of course Li didn't mind, took the spicy fried snails and other ingredients that hadn't been processed in the future, and followed Shen Huaijin across the bridge to the other side.

An and the others were grilling meat, and when they saw Shen Huaijin and Li holding a plate, the plate of black and red food exuded the familiar smell of chili, and they couldn't help drooling.

An surprised and asked: "Jin, what delicious food did you do today?"

Shen Huaijin put the things down, "Spicy stir-fried snails. The peppers I planted are cooked a few times, so it's time to try fried snails."

The Asian beasts and orcs around were also a little curious. There were enough snails on this big plate, and Shen Huaijin was not a stingy person. He invited everyone to come and taste it, and taught everyone how to cook snail meat.

All of a sudden, there were a lot of "hissing and hissing" sounds in the square, obviously it was too hot.

Yang chattered about the snails and asked, "What does it taste like, why is it so exciting, but it's still delicious."

Shen Huaijin smiled, and sure enough, the charm of chili peppers is endless, "This is the spicy taste, from the chili peppers I planted, which were exchanged with the orcs of the Tianhe Plain tribe."

Yang suddenly realized, "No wonder I haven't tasted this taste before. I have to say that this taste is strange at first, but after eating it, I think it's quite good."

A sub-beast next to it asked in a low voice with some embarrassment: "Jin, your snail is so delicious, can you teach me how to make it? I can exchange it for something!"

Shen Huaijin was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to be able to play like this. He was a little embarrassed, "It's not that I don't want to teach you, but I added a lot of seasonings that only I have, and it's more troublesome to make."

The sub-beast sighed softly, but did not chase after it.

An rolled his eyes and suggested, "Jin, the tribe plans to make sweet potato vermicelli in two days, and they will all eat together. How about you cook a meal for everyone at that time, and we will exchange sweet potato vermicelli with you. "An asked the surrounding loudly again, "What do you think?"

The folk customs of the tribe are simple, and everyone likes the atmosphere of working together and eating together. The Asian beasts and orcs beside them cheered and expressed their approval.

Shen Huaijin nodded amusedly, thinking that everyone is a group of foodies. "Then everyone wants to eat something, so I can prepare it in advance."

Everyone talked about it, some said fried snails, some said hot pot, and some said it was called flower and bird.

Shen Huaijin made the final decision, "The hot pot will be delicious when it's cold. Let's not eat it this time. I'll make spicy fried snails, calla flowers and birds, hot and sour noodles, scrambled bird eggs, stew a fish soup and a radish rib soup, How about adding a taro dessert after the meal? I try to make as much as possible so that everyone can be full."

The square was full of joy and laughter, and everyone was looking forward to eating the delicacies made by Shen Huaijin.

The author has something to say: Spicy fried snails are too good for rice, I am the king of cooking.

Speaking of the next chapter, I really don't know how to cut it, you know what I mean.cat head big sigh.jpg