After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Summer heat waves come with heavy rains.

Everyone in the tribe no longer needs to cover the quilt to sleep at night, lying in the nest with arms and legs spread out, blowing the evening wind and sleeping soundly, not to mention how comfortable it is.

Baiwu is an exception.

The weather is so hot, he must cover his stomach with a feather quilt when he sleeps, this is a habit brought from the earth.

Summer is here and the sun rises very early.

Everyone wakes up for a long time before the sun rises.

Now they wake up according to the original biological clock, and when they wake up, the outside is full of orange sunshine.

Bai Wu took the toothbrush and went to the river to squeeze her teeth and wash her face among a large group of people.

When he came back, he saw Kishi sitting by the firepit, breaking off the branches, putting them under the earthenware pot to simmer the vegetable soup, and walked over to him and asked, "There is no place that needs my help."

"What can you help? Go play with your spicy grass."

"Who played?"

"It's not just a joke, what else can you do with the hot pepper every day?"

"Of course it's for eating. I'll pinch a few scallion leaves and put them in the soup to enhance the flavor. It's convenient."

An sneered, and raised his chin to look at the green onion field he opened on the edge of the cliff, "How much spicy weed can you grow here? If you really want to eat it, we will dig some specially, and we can dig a big basket in one morning."

Bai Wu's eyes lit up, and she squatted in front of him, "Brother, do you know where you can dig a lot of wild onions?"

Kishi stepped back a little vigilantly, "What do you want?"

"Let's dig some back and pickle wild onions. The pickles are sour and fragrant, so delicious."

"Come on, you haven't healed up with so many injuries on your body, who dares to take you out?"

"Then you help me dig some?"

"I don't have the time."

An said that he would not help Baiwu dig wild onions, but when he came back in the evening, there was half a basket of wild onions with onions in the basket on his back.

Facing Shang Baiwu's gaze, Kishi raised his chin, "I just saw it on the road and picked some up along the way..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Wu rushed forward and hugged him, "Thank you brother!"

The tips of An's ears turned red slightly, and he tried to tear him off his body with both hands, "Aren't you nasty?!"

Bai Wu ignored his brother's duplicity, hugged his brother hard, and picked up the onion to deal with it.

These wild onions are very old, the green onion leaves are yellow, and they can hardly be pinched. The onions underneath are round, like marbles. When you pinch them lightly, you can smell a spicy onion smell.

Bai Wu uses a bone knife to cut off the roots and leaves of the onion, then peels off the dry and old skin on the outside of the wild onion, and puts the processed white and tender wild onion on a dustpan to dry.

Kishi handled it together with him, and after a while, he was so smothered by the onion that his tears almost flowed out, and he tilted his head and coughed, "Is the spicy grass root made in this way really delicious?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"It's something else, spicy grass—that's what I'll have to taste."

"Tsk, you'll know how delicious pickled onions are after you taste them."

Wash the cleaned onion, put it in a dustpan to dry the water, rub it with salt, squeeze out the excess water, then stuff it into a clay pot for compaction, seal it with dry leaves and soil, put it in a cool place to ferment, etc. It can be eaten in five or six days.

Bai Wu is not in a hurry.

He has to tidy up the vegetable garden these days.

Because Bai Wu's foot injury hasn't healed yet, and collecting firewood and burning rocks was too hard a few days ago, the two fathers didn't let him go out, hoping that he would be raised in the tribe for a few days.

Bai Wu planned to tidy up his vegetable garden during this time.

There is an open space of fifty or sixty square meters in front of the firepit of their house.

Bai Wu sorted out the open space, pulled out the grass above it, picked out the grass roots, and reclaimed the open space into a vegetable garden.

The soil in the vegetable garden was yellowish-brown when dug out. Baiwu felt that it was not rich enough, so he added some ash and stirred the soil into grayish-brown.

The valuable crops he collected during this period are green roots and wild onions.

There are some green roots and wild onions planted in the vegetable garden, but not many, about two plots.

The rest of the place was vacant, and Bai Wu was worried that the vacant place would gradually fall into disrepair, so he simply picked some moderately sized sticks from the firewood at home, and planned to build a fence to enclose the vegetable garden.

This afternoon, Bai Wu was waving stones, struggling to knock wooden sticks into the soil, and used them to fence.

Mo turned into a big white bird and flew back grabbing a sheep with both feet, and flew over Bai Wu's head with a "swoosh", and the sheep was still screaming "baa-baa", which instantly attracted Bai Wu's attention.

The sheep was so big that it looked like a healthy calf, but the white wool was stained with blood, especially the buttocks and hind legs, which looked badly injured.

Bai Wu stared blankly at the big birds and sheep overhead, and even forgot to knock on the fence.

Mo hovered in the sky, and when he was more than two meters away from the ground, he threw the sheep to the ground with a "boom".

As soon as the sheep fell to the ground, it didn't stay for a moment. It jumped up from the ground and fled down the mountain quickly with its legs dragging.

Everything happens in an instant.

The sheep's movements were so vigorous that Bai Wu was stunned for a moment before reacting and shouting, "Father! The sheep has run away!"

He didn't care about his foot that hadn't fully recovered, he dropped the stone and limped after him.

Mo fell to the ground and turned back into a human form. He simply straightened his feather skirt and quickly rushed up. He passed Baiwu like a gust of wind, and pressed down on the fleeing sheep with his powerful palm, "Don't worry, I can't run away."

The sheep bleated and struggled under Mo's palm.

Bai Wu ran over with a limp, held the sheep together with Mo, blushing with excitement, "Yes, father, where did you catch the sheep? Why haven't you caught the sheep before?"

"Today the priest took us to a new place to hunt. As soon as we arrived at the destination, we saw a large group of bleating beasts running there, which was also blessed by the beast god."

"That's great! Father, shall we have mutton tonight?"

"If you want to eat it, I'll kill it. It's injured and won't grow long."

"Slaughter, I'll make mutton soup for you guys." Bai Wu's saliva was about to flow out, "There are green onions at home, when making mutton soup, put some green onions to make it more fragrant."

"Then I'll kill the baa-baa beast, and I'll save the leather later to make two more pairs of shoes for you."

"Okay! Father, I'll go get some salt water. Sheep's blood is also a good thing, so don't waste it."

Bai Wu turned around to adjust the salt water, but as soon as he turned around, he caught a glimpse of something wrong with the lower abdomen of the sheep.

He turned around in surprise and looked closely, only to find that there was a little pink part of the sheep near the hind legs.

It looked like—breasts?

Bai Wu wanted to look at it again, but Mo grabbed the sheep, stretched out his arm muscles, turned it over, lifted it up on all fours, and was about to take it down to be slaughtered.

"Father, wait!" Bai Wu ignored the salt water and ran after him, "Does this sheep have milk?"

Mo was puzzled, "What?"

"I said goat's milk—" Bai Wu ran closer, and had already seen the huge breast bulging near the hind legs of the goat, "Father, there really are!"

This sheep is lactating!

Mo stopped, glanced at the sheep in his hand, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Bai Wu's eyes lit up with excitement, "It has milk! Then we can squeeze some goat's milk!"

"It doesn't taste good." Mo waved his hand and said, "Someone in the tribe tried it before, but the milk of the baa-baa beast is not good, and it will run out of milk after a few days of milking. When I arrived, I was much thinner and only had a handful of bones left.”

"Maybe it's because they don't taste good, but it actually tastes good when it's ready. Father, please stay for a few days and let me study it."

There was a smile in Mo's eyes, "Don't you eat the meat of the baa baa beast?"

"It's okay to eat again in a few days." Bai Wu turned his head and saw the vegetable garden he had just fenced, and pointed out, "Father, put it in a corner of the vegetable garden, and I'll find a vine to tie it to."

Mo met his excited eyes and smiled, "It's fine to put it there for now, and you can raise it after your Yafu and An agree to let you raise it."

"No problem, I'll tell them well. Father, I'll cook something delicious for you tonight. Do you want to eat dumplings?"

"You don't want to drink the broth of the baaaaaaa beast, I'm going to someone else's place to exchange some of aaaaaaaaaa meat for you."

"No, no, there are not many supplies stored at home, let's make do with it."

Kawa and Kishi came back soon.

The two immediately discovered the vegetable garden surrounded by Bai Wu and the sheep tied inside.

Kishi leaned on the fence and asked, "Aren't you going to eat the baabaa beast today? Its legs are all injured."

"I don't want to eat it. I want to raise it, milk it, and see if I can cook something delicious in the future. But my father didn't fully agree. He asked me to ask you and my father's opinion."

Kishi's first reaction was also: "Baabaa beast's milk doesn't taste good."

"If I cook it well, it will taste good." Bai Wu said, "If I can make it delicious, we will have new food in the future."

"It's up to you, but I won't help you raise baa-baa beasts."

"I don't need you, I can just mow the grass myself."

Bai Wu specially wrapped the sheep's wound with scallion leaves, then put the sheep in the vegetable garden, and cut the grass for the sheep to eat.

Sheep don't eat much.

Bai Wu called his father and brother to forcefully help hold down the goat, and squeezed half a can of goat milk.

The extruded goat's milk has a milky smell, and it really doesn't smell very good.

The white wu was boiled in a pot for half a pot at night. After it was boiled, some salt was specially added when it came out of the pot.

After dinner, the whole family sat by the firepit with half bowls of goat milk and drank goat milk.

Kishi took a deep breath, "Put salt to make it more fragrant."

Bai Wu: "After two days, I'll go get some insect honey and use it to boil goat milk. It will taste better."

Kishi immediately sat up straight, "I'll go with you. I found two nests of honey worms a while ago, they were very big, and I didn't have time to get them. I just went to get them this time."

Chuan said: "You two sub-orcs don't go alone, when your father is free, I will go with you."

Bai Wu looked at Mo, "Father, you are enshrining priests this month, and the warriors in the tribe have to go hunting every day, how can you be free?"

Mo Dao: "Then next month. Aren't you going to build a house? Just go to cut some wood with you next month."

Kishi said: "Next month is too long, so when will we have to wait? We will go there in two days, be careful, you won't be bitten by honey bugs."

Chuan said: "No, I don't worry. If you find it difficult to wait, I will go to Ta's house and ask his Yafu to borrow some insect honey. I will return it to them next time I get it."

"That's fine too. If I can really borrow it, I've thought of another kind of food."

Kishi's eyes were full of curiosity, "What?"

"A dessert that tastes fragrant and smooth. It's delicious. If you really borrow insect honey, I'll cook it for you tomorrow and you'll know."

"Why wait for tomorrow? I'm going to borrow insect honey now!"

An said he would go, put down the bowl and ran to Da's house to borrow a small jar of insect honey.

Bai Wu tasted it, and the insect honey was a little lighter than honey, not so sticky, and had a sweet floral aroma.

This sweetness is enough to make some desserts.

Early the next morning, it was dawn, and Bai Wu had already woken up.

He went to milk the goats in the vegetable garden.

The goat milk this morning was less than yesterday, and it was only half a can when squeezed out.

Kishi knew that he was going to eat delicious food today, so he didn't stay up in bed, so he came over early in the morning and squatted next to him to watch him milk the milk.

Bai Wu looked at the goat milk in the jar, and Kishi leaned over to look at it, "It's a bit small, is it enough for everyone?"

"Add something else to cook together, it should be enough."

Bai Wu shook the goat's milk, the thick milk was hanging on the wall of the clay pot, and it took a while to drip down.

The goat milk seems to be of very good quality.

Satisfied, Bai Wu poured the goat milk into five bowls, covered it with a large saucer, and steamed it over water.

The goat's milk in the bowl was quickly steamed, and the aroma of the milk wafted everywhere.

An stood by and watched Bai Wu take out the bowl, and asked eagerly, "Can I eat it if I put insect honey in it?"

"No, there is another process."

"Why is it so troublesome?"

"Food is troublesome, you wait."

Bai Wu hummed and put the bowl of goat milk in the basin of water to dry.

The upper layer of goat milk quickly forms a thick layer of light yellow milk skin.

The white wormwood pierces the milk skin, pours the goat milk inside into a large basin, adds egg white and insect honey and stirs well, then lifts the milk skin with chopsticks, and carefully pours the goat milk back.

Kishi watched intently from the side, his stomach gradually growling.

Bai Wu ignored him, and put the mixed goat milk back into the steamer, covered it with a lid, and steamed it vigorously.

The goat milk with egg liquid and insect honey coagulates quickly, and it can bounce back when pressed lightly with chopsticks.

perfect.

Baiwu wrapped the bowl wall with leaves, took out several bowls of Shuangpi Nai and put them on the leaves, "Let it cool a bit and then eat."

Kishi took a deep breath, "This smells so good."

"Of course." Bai Wu raised her eyebrows, "Just wait and eat."

Baiwu poured out some insect honey and made it into a bowl of thick insect honey water. After the Shuangpi Nai cooled slightly, he poured two spoonfuls of insect honey water into each bowl.

The black pottery bowl, the white double-skin milk has a layer of light yellow milk skin, and the insect honey water is poured on the double-skin milk, which is bright and very attractive.

Bai Wu shouted, "Brother, tell Yafu, Ahfu and the others to come back for breakfast."

Without saying a word, Kishi turned into a big white bird on the spot, ran two steps to the side, flapped his wings and flew directly down the mountain to call people.

Bai Wu looked away with a smile, and boiled water to prepare a cold dish.

The family came back soon, sat by the firepit and began to have breakfast.

Kawabata picked up the bowl containing the double-skin milk, sniffed it deeply, and looked at it carefully, "Is this goat's milk? Why is it still curdled?"

Bai Wu smiled mysteriously, "Ya Fu, you will know after you taste it."

Before Bai Wu finished speaking, she couldn't wait to scoop up a large spoonful of Shuangpi Nai with a spoon when she went ashore, and even Shuangpi Nai with worm honey water, "Ah" and put it into her mouth in one gulp.

The bottom of the double skin milk hadn't completely cooled down yet, so he stuffed a big mouthful, which made him shiver, and his eyes widened suddenly.

He quickly ignored the hotness, and as soon as he took the smooth and tender double-skin milk, a rich milk fragrance filled his mouth, which was strange and shocking.

He never thought that goat milk could be so smooth, so tender and so sweet!

Tenderer than custard, it has a completely different flavor from meat.

With a dazed expression on his face, Kishi dug another spoonful of Shuangpi Nai, stared at it and muttered to himself, "There is such a good thing in this world?"

Bai Wu ignored his brother's emotion, carefully dug a small spoonful of Shuangpi Nai into his mouth, and tasted it carefully.

It is also the first time he knows that double skin milk can be so thick and sweet.

It may be that the goat milk is completely non-polluting. Every mouthful of Shuangpi Nai he tastes has a strong milk flavor and a rich taste with a lot of fat, even a bit of cheese.

Not to mention that it was the first time in this life to eat such delicious double skin milk, even in the previous life, it was not such a blessing.

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The author who has finished editing and saving the manuscript reminds in a low voice: Generally speaking, ewes have 2N udders, and there are special cases.Anyway, it's empty, please don't textual research.