After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

In the early morning, there was morning fog in the distance.

The orange sun shone down, casting a layer of golden light on everything.

The sun looked warm, but it was actually not very hot. A gust of wind could blow people through.

Bai Wu was still drowsy at first, but after basking in the sun for a while, he became sober. He yawned and went down to feed the pigs with a heavy load of grain and grass.

I don't know if it's because he has exercised a lot, but now he can directly carry two heavy baskets of bitter grass seeds for short-distance flights.

The distance is too long, it is too tiring.

Prosperous Valley is not very far from their home, and they will arrive in a while.

He deliberately recited a little more, so as not to need to go twice.

Thinking of how hard he was trying to carry the food and grass to the side of the pigsty, he found that there was still yesterday's food in the pig trough.

Bai Wu probed into the pigsty suspiciously and took another look.

He thought he was delusional, but he didn't expect that after several consecutive glances, there was food in the pig trough.

This is a pig.

Pigs actually have overnight food!

Bai Wu quickly discovered that it was the bitter grass seeds they fed yesterday.

Their family harvested a lot of bitter grass, which tasted too bitter and tasted bad, and they couldn't eat it every day, so they took it out and fed it to pigs.

It's just that pigs don't even eat, isn't it too exaggerated? !

Bai Wu stared at those pigs, feeling unbelievable.

These guys are not pampered creatures, they are all wild boars caught directly from the wild. They don't usually eat them, and they even eat tree roots. Why do they despise bitter grass seeds? !

The pigs in Bai Wu's family finally waited for the owner to come to feed them, and came over whimpering, begging for food from Bai Wu through the fence.

With a dignified expression, Bai Wu pushed aside the pigs that came to beg for food with a wooden stick, and then picked the bitter grass seeds in the feeding trough. These were indeed bitter grass seeds, and he was not mistaken.

"What's the matter? Didn't you still eat two days ago? You became so squeamish today?"

The pig continued to grunt.

"Today there are still only bitter grass seeds, nothing else."

Bai Wu stood in front of the pigsty and hesitated for a moment, not daring to throw all the grass seeds into the trough, for fear that the pigs would waste them if they didn't eat them.

He tossed only a small handful.

The hungry pig finally waited for him to come to feed, and when he saw him throwing the food in, he hurriedly approached the trough.

Unexpectedly, the group of pigs just sniffed and didn't even wear the bow, so they turned their heads and continued to beg for food from Bai Wu.

The bad premonition in Bai Wu's heart grew stronger.

Baiwu had no choice but to feed the sheep with bitter grass seeds.

Unexpectedly, the sheep didn't like bitter grass seeds either. There was still a shallow layer of bitter grass seeds left in the sheep trough, but they had finished eating the straw.

Not to mention two cows.

Cows eat fine materials and have always looked down on these bitter herbs.

Bai Wu had no choice but to take the bitter grass seeds back the same way.

The whole family came back to eat after finishing their morning affairs.

Seeing Bai Wu coming back with a large basket of bitter grass seeds, Nan Yao stepped forward to meet him.

Kishi sat aside and ate the core of comfrey, glanced at it and asked curiously: "Why did you carry the bitter grass seeds back? Did you find other food on the road?"

"No, they are picky and won't eat." Bai Wu sat down on the recliner depressedly, and said, "I have to go down and feed again after eating."

"Didn't you still eat yesterday?"

"It's just that I didn't finish eating the bitter grass seeds yesterday, so I didn't dare to put any more, so I carried them back."

Kishi laughed loudly.

Bai Wu looked depressed, "If all the livestock don't eat, then we will have to eat it ourselves."

An's laughter suddenly disappeared, and he asked in horror: "We still can't be treated like livestock?"

Chuan stretched out his hand and patted the shore, "Don't be poor."

After teaching the elder son a lesson, Chuan said to the younger son, "Isn't it more bitter to eat raw, and it will be better after cooking?"

Their family has had bitter grass seed porridge, and the taste is not very difficult to swallow.

Bai Wu stood there and thought about it, but there was no other way, so he said: "Then let's try, if it really doesn't work, we can only eat a little bit every now and then."

Mo interjected at the side, "The livestock are well-fed, and there is no shortage of food. It's not surprising that they don't want to eat this kind of bitter-tasting grass seeds. It's enough to be hungry for two meals."

Chuan immediately said: "Don't make up your mind, it's already autumn, and the pigs and sheep will be slaughtered soon, and you will starve them twice, be careful to starve them thin."

Nan Yao said: "Try to cook it first, it's not so bitter, maybe the livestock will be willing to eat it."

The family discussed it and decided to cook the bitter grass seeds first.

Their house has a lot of pots and firewood, so it is not difficult to cook bitter grass seeds. After cooking for a while, the unique fragrance of bitter grass comes out.

Bai Wu took a bowl and ate a bit, feeling that the bitterness was quite acceptable, not as bitter as the bitter gourd he ate in his previous life.

Bitter grass is not poisonous, so it is really not good, so they can only use it as a food supplement at home.

After eating, they fed the boiled bitter grass seeds to the livestock. The livestock were slightly more accepting of bitter grass seed porridge, but they were still not very happy to eat it.

Bai Wu was very depressed, and it was difficult to tell others.

Nan Yao patted him on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, when we planted bitter grass, we didn't intend to eat its seeds. If we can't eat it, forget it."

They planted bitter grass at the beginning, just to grow some fodder for livestock, and to see if bitter grass could be hybridized with wheat to increase the yield of wheat.

Bai Wu understood the truth, but he was still very upset about being in Waterloo. He hummed and said, "No, I have to find some other uses for the bitter grass seeds."

"What's the use? The heat-clearing and detoxifying effect you reminded me earlier is indeed very good. If the tribe gets angry, I will prescribe some bitter grass seed porridge for them to try?"

"There aren't many people who get angry in the tribe, so I'll think of other ways to use it. You let me think about it first, let's go collect it first."

When Bai Wu went out to collect, he still kept his bitter grass seeds in mind.

From the morning to the evening, he finally came up with an idea in his mind.

While soaking in the hot spring at night, he asked Nan Yao, "Say, how about I make some wine out of bitter grass seeds?"

"Brewing? The red melon wine you brewed for me last year."

"It's similar, but not the same kind. Red melon wine is fruit wine, and bitter grass seeds should be grain wine. After it's brewed, it can be distilled again to get baijiu, which has many uses." Bai Wu said, "I just don't know that we don't have distiller's yeast. Can it happen?"

The more Bai Wu thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Alcohol has many uses, you can drink it and you can use it, especially in winter, if you can get some strong wine, it would be good to drink it to warm your body in winter.

Bai Wu explained to Nan Yao carefully about the brewing.

After hearing this, Nan Yao also felt that it was feasible, and said: "If there is no other way, then it's the same to take the residue of wine making to feed the livestock."

"The hero sees the same thing, I think the same as you!" Bai Wu said excitedly, "I'll try it tomorrow, and it happens that there is still a little red melon wine left over from last year, so mixing it in to make wine should have some effect."

Bai Wu said try it.

Grass seeds actually have a thin shell on the outside, and they have to be shelled before making wine.

This shelling process is the same as pounding rice.

Their family has a water reel, and this time they don't need to manually pound the grass seeds. The two directly carried the grass seeds to the water reel, and put the grass seeds into the stone mortar.

Put the pestle head in the right position, and the water wheel drives the lever to start pounding the rice.

Baiwu and Nanyao moved beside them to make the water pestle more even.

The crushed grass seeds cannot be used directly. They have to manually use a sieve to sift them several times, and after sifting, they have to winnow again.

There are so many steps in there that they can't devote all their chunks of time to it.

They still need to hunt and gather during the day, so they can only start working in the morning and evening.

They devoted themselves to it for several days, and finally shelled all the grass seeds.

The bitter grass rice inside the bitter grass seeds is light yellow and has a layer of oil, which is more delicate than the bitter grass rice used to feed livestock.

The white wu was taken home and soaked in water overnight, then steamed in a pan.

The steamed bitter grass rice has distinct grains and tastes less bitter than before. If you just take a small ball and dip it in honey, it will have a special flavor.

Baiwu put the bitter grass rice on a dustpan and spread it to cool, mix it with red melon wine, then take a clean big tank, put the bitter grass rice in the tank and seal it for storage.

Now that the weather is a bit cold, Bai Wu didn't dare to put the bitter grass rice outside, so she and Nan Yao carried the jar of bitter grass rice into the kitchen.

The temperature in the kitchen is relatively high, which is conducive to fermentation.

He decided to let the bitter grass rice ferment for five or six days to try.

During this process, the wheat in their family finally matured, and the family did not dare to delay any longer, and the whole family went out to harvest the wheat.

The processing steps of harvesting wheat are similar to that of bitter grass. It also needs to be dried and threshed, screened repeatedly, and finally ground again and again to obtain fine powder.

Except for the two days of harvesting, they do everything in the morning and evening, trying not to take up the normal gathering and hunting time.

Except for the Baiwu family, several major tribes also planted wheat more or less. The wheat in the tribe was planted later than the Baiwu family, and the harvest was also later than the Baiwu family.

Baiwu happened to have time to guide everyone in harvesting and grinding, and taught everyone how to make some special food by the way.

The nine major tribes are not far apart, but in such a short distance, everyone's phenology is very different.

The wheat planted by several major tribes almost at the same time, some mature early, some mature late, and the harvest time is different.

Fortunately, whether it is early or late, the wheat is safely harvested.

What worries Bai Wu more is the rice they planted. This year's weather is cold, and the rice they planted is late.

Up to now, the rice still has no signs of maturity at all, and there is a piece of green rice in the paddy field, which has just begun to fill.

There has been a thin layer of frost in the morning, and their batch of rice has not matured yet, and the production must be reduced, but I don't know how far the production will be reduced, or whether there will be no harvest.

Every time Bai Wu sees their rice fields, he feels emotional, but it's not easy to tell others, so he can only chat with Nan Yao in private.

Nan Yao comforted him, this year is the first year of rice planting, at worst it will be an experiment, anyway, they didn't wait for the rice to eat.

It is not a big deal to reduce production this year.

Bai Wu happily told him that fortunately the rice stalks had grown up, but if it was not possible, it would not be a waste of money to feed the cattle and sheep with those rice stalks.

Everyone has been busy recently, and Bai Wu also got up earlier.

When he got up that day, the sky outside was still not fully lit.

He passed the room of the two fathers and found that the two fathers had gone out.

Kishi was not at home either.

Bai Wu went down to wash up, and came back to make breakfast after waking up.

There is nothing fresh to eat recently. Although the products in autumn are abundant, they are all stems and dried fruits. Fresh vegetables and fresh ingredients are gone.

Bai Wu rummaged through the basket in the kitchen, but found no appetizing ingredients.

Eating the same thing every day, even he himself is tired of eating.

After looking around in the kitchen, he finally decided to go to the utility room to find some shiitake mushrooms, and chop some meat stuffed buns this morning.

It just so happens that this year's flour has come down, and they are not short of flour.

As soon as Bai Wu entered the utility room, he saw the row of large jars they put at the door of the utility room.

There are all kinds of things in the big jar-salted eggs, preserved eggs, fermented bean curd.

Bai Wu instantly remembered that they hadn't tasted their preserved eggs yet.

It has been more than 20 days since the preserved eggs were made. Logically speaking, this batch of preserved eggs has already been made.

Bai Wu hurriedly opened the straw curtain covering the vat.

As soon as it was opened, a lime smell mixed with a strange smell spread in the utility room.

The smell is really bad, but fortunately there is no rotten smell.

Bai Wu fanned the front of his nose with his palm, and looked down at the preserved eggs in the big vat. The preserved eggs were tightly wrapped in ashes and rice husks, and he couldn't see the shell clearly, let alone what was inside.

He picked two, took them out, and washed the outside with cold water, but he still couldn't see what had become of the preserved eggs.

At least from the shell point of view, it is not much different from ordinary duck eggs.

Bai Wu lowered his head and smelled it, and he could smell the pungent lime smell, so it shouldn't be broken.

He brought a bowl over and gently cracked the preserved egg open.

As soon as he opened it, he found that the protein inside had basically changed its nature, from the egg white to a very elastic preserved egg. When he cut it open with a knife, there was still a runny heart in the center. The preserved egg and the preserved egg heart were both dark brown and very dark in color. , not very pretty.

Bai Wu sniffed it, but there was no peculiar smell. It seemed that the preserved eggs were finished this time.

Bai Wu went back to the utility room, took out a few preserved eggs and peeled them off.

A total of eight preserved eggs were peeled, and all eight preserved eggs were marinated. The transparent dark brown egg white was very beautiful, and it was very elastic in the hand.

He tasted a small piece directly, and he could taste the salty taste of the preserved egg, besides the taste of preserved egg and a touch of lime, he couldn't tell what it was like, it wasn't too difficult for him eat.

Bai Wu originally wanted to mix it with cold salad, but he was afraid that his family would not be used to eating it, so he thought about it, and finally boiled the preserved eggs.

After the preserved egg is cooked, the egg yolk is no longer in a runny state, and at the same time, there is no lime flavor. It should be more acceptable to eat now.

The white turnip egg is divided into two parts, one part is boiled with chewing fruit, minced garlic, minced green onion, miso, etc. to make a cold sauce, and the other part is put into rice porridge to make preserved egg and animal meat porridge.

He didn't know how his family's acceptance was. He didn't cook too much of the two kinds of food.

Fearing that his family would not have enough to eat in the morning, he specially made buns.

After the sun was some distance away from the horizon, the family members came back one after another. As soon as Kishi came back, he went to the kitchen to see what he had for breakfast this morning. After seeing the food in the kitchen clearly, his face showed surprise.

"It's too rich this morning. How did you cook so many dishes? And buns! I'm just craving buns."

Bai Wu said: "Look at that black one, can you recognize it?"

"What's black?" Kishi looked around on the table, "You said it's under the minced garlic? What is it? Why haven't I seen it before? What kind of special bird's egg?"

"No, the preserved eggs we made before."

"This is the preserved egg you mentioned? It doesn't look like anything special. Is it safe to eat now? I'll steal a piece with my chopsticks."

Without waiting for Bai Wu to express his objection, Kishi hurried into the kitchen, took out a pair of chopsticks, picked up a piece of preserved egg and threw it into his mouth, then fiddled with the preserved egg quickly, and rearranged the plate.

Bai Wu stared at the expression on his face, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Wait a minute, I haven't tasted it yet." The expression on Kishi's face was a little strange, "Try another piece."

After eating three pieces in a row, he smacked his lips and said, "It's better than I imagined. I can't tell what it tastes like, but it doesn't smell like lime at all."

Bai Wu smiled, "Just say no."

"Wait a minute, I'll call Yafu and the others to come back for dinner."

An went out to blow the whistle to call for someone, and after calling, he ran into the kitchen to talk to Bai Wu, "Why hasn't the priest come down today?"

"Maybe there is something to be busy. I saw several waves of people flying to the mountain this morning."

"There's nothing serious about it recently."

As a gossip expert, An tried hard to think about it in his heart, but he still didn't expect what happened recently.

Bai Wu couldn't guess what was going on now, so he said to the bank, "Maybe it's just a routine inquiry."

As a priest in the tribe, Nan Yao took care of everything.

The tribes probably just came to him to ask something.

During breakfast, Bai Wu asked Nan Yao.

Nan Yao really said: "It's nothing, just check the progress of the major tribes' food storage."

This is a business matter, Bai Wu didn't want to ask more questions, so he said to him: "Taste this preserved egg quickly, I don't know if it suits your appetite."

The taste of preserved eggs is a bit strange, and not everyone can get used to eating them. Nanyao feels that preserved eggs are average, and Chuan also feels that preserved eggs are average.

Bai Wu and An, as well as their father Mo, thought the taste of preserved eggs was very good, at least the cold preserved eggs went well with rice.

After dinner, everyone went out to hunt and gather again.

Kishi invited: "The tribe has already started digging for rat food, are you going to dig for rat food?"

Bai Wu counted the days and asked in surprise, "Why so fast?"

"It's almost ready to dig, so that the rat food won't go bad if left for a long time."

Kishi said, "I don't know if the grain rats also feel that this winter will be very cold? They store a lot of rat food. Yesterday, my partner and I went to find a place and found seven or eight abandoned grain rat holes."

When they dig for rat food, they only dig abandoned grain rat holes.

Grain rats have a particularly poor memory. They are busy storing grain all year round, but they usually store it for a year, and finally only remember two or three grain rat holes.

The rest are cheap orcs, sub-orcs, and various other critters.

Bai Wu said: "We want to chop the comfrey core today, let's do it tomorrow."

They don't usually move with the young people in the tribe, and they go to different places, and it doesn't matter what day they go.

Kishi just urged them to go as soon as possible after listening, nothing else.

Digging for rat food is a very happy thing, and probably the happiest thing is getting something for nothing.

They can usually find a lot of food in the forest, but the level of happiness is still different when they dig up the food stored by animals in one go.

Bai Wu liked this activity very much. He and Nan Yao said: "We can get up earlier tomorrow and fly farther. The places we dug last year are very good. I hope we can find something special this year."

Last year they found radishes in the process of digging for rat food. This year they have been to many places and far away. Baiwu rationally knows that it will be difficult to get something special and new this year, but he still can't help it. Live to fantasize about it.

He was very active in this matter, and dragged Nan Yao to work the next day.

The situation was as he had expected. They dug for several days and harvested a lot of money every day, but they didn't find any valuable new things.

Unwilling to give up, Bai Wu decided to dig all the grain mouse holes they could find.

That afternoon, they returned with big baskets and small baskets full of loads. Before they got home, they heard the noise of people at home, and they didn't know how many people had come.

Bai Wu and Nan Yao landed and changed back to human form, shouting to the crowd: "Everyone is gathered here, is there any great event?"

"You're right." Kishi poked his head out of the crowd and shouted triumphantly, "When we went digging for rat food today, we found a few pieces of black gold, didn't you expect that?"

"New black gold found?! Let me see."

Black metal belongs to minerals, even though they are no longer short of minerals, Bai Wu is still very interested in black gold.

He pushed his way into the crowd to see the piece of black gold.

The young people frantically found the piece of black gold to show him. Bai Wu looked at it for a while, and found that the piece of black gold seemed different from what he had imagined.

Black gold is different from any metal, it is very hard and of high purity.

Iron is also a metal, but its purity is much lower. Most iron is smelted from iron ore, but black gold is different.

Bai Wu had a good impression of this metal. He picked up the black stones and looked them over and over again, but after a few glances, he found something was wrong.

The amount of black gold he has handled is unknown, and he has some experience in the nature of black gold.

A few pieces of "black gold" are obviously different from real black gold, at least it is lighter than black gold, much lighter.

Not black gold.

Bai Wu met the excited faces of these young people, and swallowed the words in his mouth. Is it possible that these pieces of black gold are black gold ore, so the purity is not very high?

He took a closer look and found that it was still wrong. It should not be black gold, nor iron ore.

Iron ore has a special iron smell, or most iron ores have a special iron smell. He sniffed these pieces of black gold carefully and found that these pieces of black gold did not have an iron smell.

Could it be other ores?

Bai Wu handed these black stones to Nanyao, and Nanyao also took them, looking at them over and over again.

Nan Yao shook his head after reading it. He didn't recognize what these stones were, but he didn't think they were black gold either.

"How is it? Have you found new black gold? When we dug, we found that there is still some more underneath. Give us a while, and we can dig up more."

"Yes, we may have dug a black gold mine, or you can go and see it with us tomorrow. If there are more, we can make another batch of tools."

"We have dug in several holes in a row, and there may be a lot of black gold underneath."

The young people are very excited, there is a kind of excitement that is about to make great achievements.

They looked at Nan Yao and Bai Wu, their faces full of expressions of seeking praise.