After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

An raised his brows slightly, his eyes swept over Bai Wu's slender waist with only a little outline of abdominal muscles, his face was full of distrust.

Bai Wu let his brother look at him, "Really, I will make a lot of delicious food."

"When will you do it, in your dream?"

"Not too much."

Isn't what happened in the previous life almost like a dream?

Kishi sneered, "I don't believe it."

"Get it back and try it, you'll know." Bai Wu looked at Anhe with sincere eyes, "Brother."

Kishi trembled, and goosebumps on his arms suddenly appeared, and he stretched out his hand to push him away, "Don't call me, if you call me, nothing good will happen."

"Try it, even if you can't get it out, there is no loss, right?"

"Xilin is too far away, and you have to fly back with Qinggen on your back, it's so heavy." Kishi said, "It's fine to dig half a basket for you here, anyway, no one will eat this thing except you."

"Half a basket is too little, just a little bit of food, how can it be enough for our whole family?"

Kishi was unmoved, "Yafu is not in good health, don't harm others."

Bai Wu stared, "Don't underestimate people!"

There is a lot of food in this forest, and the sub-orcs went deep into the forest and gradually dispersed, and they would only meet up when they were going back in the afternoon.

Bai Wu followed behind the shore, feebly looking for something to eat.

If An didn't go to Xilin with him, he wouldn't be able to get many green roots if he went alone.

The sun rose high and soon reached the middle.

An pulled Bai Wu to find a big tree, stopped to rest, "Didn't you dig a green root, aren't you happy?"

Bai Wu raised her eyes lazily, "I'm tired, can't I?"

"Squeamish."

Kishi said it anyway, and took out the fruit from the back basket for him to eat.

The tribe only eats two meals a day. If you are hungry at noon, you have to grab something from the back basket to make up for it, and you don’t go back to the tribe.

Bai Wu and the others were busy until the afternoon sun was setting and they were still a little away from the top of the mountain before they basically filled their back baskets.

Among them were more than half of the baskets of green roots - most of which were dug with the help of An.

Bai Wu succeeded in her goal, humming a song when she went back.

The green roots were buried deep and there were so many roots that it was very inconvenient to dig them up with a stone knife. An, who was the main force, was so exhausted that he didn't even want to talk to Bai Wu.

The two reunited with the large army, flew back to the tribe, and flew to the nests of each family.

Bai Wu looked down in the air, and saw his Yafu sitting in front of the nest choosing vegetables at a glance.

The soft evening photos coated his father's handsome face with a layer of warm yellow, and even the two large bird's nests behind him had an artistic sense.

Bai Wu changed back into a human form, tugged at her feather skirt and shouted, "Yafu!"

Chuanzuo raised his eyes, with a joyful smile on his face, walked over to take the basket, and looked down into the basket, "How did you collect so many things today?"

"I want to make some food with green roots." Bai Wu put down the basket on his back, turned his sore arms, and sat down in front of the fire, "I dreamed about a food made with green roots last night, it was very delicious!"

An picked out the green roots in the basket, and said: "If you say he is stupid, he still doesn't admit it, can things in dreams be taken seriously?"

Bai Wu snorted, stretched her legs and said, "Anyway, I want to try."

Kishi rolled his eyes and ignored him.

The two brothers rested by the fire while Chuan cooked.

Bai Wu narrowed his eyes to look at the fire, and thought about the events of his previous life.

He was a civil servant in his previous life, died in a natural disaster on a business trip, and came to this world when he woke up again.

He should have been reincarnated into this world. When he was a child, his soul was incomplete and his intelligence was not high.

The family raised him carefully, thinking that he would also die young, so they didn't even give him a name, so they called him Xiao Wu.

He was fifth among Cousins.

After he regained consciousness, he named himself Wu, which is a homonym for "five" in Chinese.The original meaning of the word 荟 is a flourishing weed, and he hopes that he can also survive vigorously in this world.

Although the family members were surprised by the sound, they obeyed him at his insistence.

Bai Wu sat by the firepit, resting her chin on her hand, her consciousness gradually blurred.

"Wu?"

"Ah?" Bai Wu felt someone touch him, sobered up, wiped the corner of his mouth, turned around and saw his tall father standing behind him holding a piece of meat, "Father?"

His father asked, "Are you tired today?"

After flying for so long, Bai Wu's wing roots were in pain, but he was embarrassed to admit it, "It's okay. Father, have you gone to the priest's place?"

Priests live on the mountains south of their clan, and their clan worships priests this month.

It is said that it is an offering, but in fact the priest basically returns gifts to them every day.

Bai Wu had already forgotten the specific appearance of that tall and stern young priest, and he had a good sense of him.

"Going and coming back." Mo handed him the animal meat in his hand, "The priest will replenish your body."

"Huh?" Bai Wu noticed that his father was holding a large piece of meat in his hand, and said with bright eyes, "For us?"

How long has it been since he had eaten pure meat dishes!

Barbecued meat, stewed meat, fried meat, stewed meat, fried meat... no, I'm drooling any more.

Bai Wu sniffed, took the piece of meat with one hand, instantly shifted her center of gravity, her feet went limp, and almost fell to the ground by the piece of meat.

Good weight!

The priest delivered the meat too sincerely!

He quickly put another hand over, and managed to stabilize the piece of meat, "Father, why did the priest give us so much meat?"

Mo Dao: "Let you eat more and grow stronger."

Bai Wu was a little moved, but also a little strange, "The priest still remembers me?"

Priests are not just priests of their clan, the nine nearby bird orc tribes are all under the control of priests, and priests still remember him.

An said beside him: "The priest is very intelligent, why is it strange to remember you? Besides, who is like you, who has been stupid for more than ten years?"

"..." Bai Wu gritted his teeth, and almost got into a fight with his brother again, but was pushed away by his father with each hand.

Bai Wu snorted, and after a second thought, as a small orc man, he had nothing to plot against, and the priest might just have a good heart.

With a second thought, he put the matter behind him and focused on the animal meat in front of him.

This piece of animal meat was red all over, with fat delicately distributed on it, it looked a bit like snowflake beef.

Bai Wu swallowed her saliva, and could already imagine the deliciousness of this piece of meat after it was cooked.

He turned to Chuan, "Yafu, can I cook this piece of meat?"

Chuan stopped what he was doing and asked him, "Can you?"

"Try it and you'll know."

The fresh meat that has just been taken out is simply washed and dried.

Bai Wu divided it into several pieces with a stone knife, and several methods such as frying, steaming, etc. quickly flashed in his mind, and finally "Ya Fu, where is the jam I asked you to make a few days ago?"

Chuan put down what he was doing, "It's in the nest, I'll get it for you."

Kishi stood up, "I'll go!"

Kishi turned and ran back to the bird's nest.

After a while, he took out a small clay pot.

The small earthenware pot is only the size of a football, black in color and sealed with mud.

Baiwu knocks off the mud seal on it, and then uncovers the dry leaves that cover it.

The brown jam inside exuded a sweet and sour taste, Bai Wu swallowed, and his stomach growled.

Kishi leaned over, "What is the taste of this jam you made?"

Bai Wu picked it up with chopsticks, "Taste it?"

An Dingding looked at the jam on the chopsticks for a moment, then unceremoniously rolled up the bit of jam with the tip of his tongue, his face wrinkled instantly, "It's so sour!"

"Really?" Bai Wu put a little bit into his mouth.

The sour and salty taste spread in the mouth, and then a little sweetness could be tasted inside, Baiwu squinted her eyes, "The taste is not bad."

An smacked his lips, and it was rare that he did not refute.

Bai Wu handed the jar to the two fathers.

Chuan commented after tasting: "I can't eat a lot at one time."

Bai Wu said: "This can't be eaten as a meal, it's just a condiment. It has the same effect as salt. Next time you add it to the dish when cooking, the taste of the dish will be better."

Bai Wu said enthusiastically: "Yafu, let's not do anything else tonight, just eat this piece of meat."

"Okay? Try your handicraft today." Chuan put away the ingredients he had prepared before, "How do I prepare the meat? I'll help you."

"No, you guys take a break and just watch what I do."

I can eat meat immediately, the root of the white turnip wing does not hurt, and my hands and feet are not tired anymore.

He quickly poked a few holes in the meat, marinated the meat with jam, and found the clay pot.

Pottery pots burn too easily.

Bai Wu didn't dare to fry the meat directly, so he could only pour a little water into the earthenware pot, put the animal oil in to melt, boil it, turn on a low heat, and then put a few pieces of meat with jam in it to cook.

Unlike his Yafu's stewed meat, he stood by the side when the meat was cooking, and when the meat changed color, he immediately turned the meat over with chopsticks.

Each piece of meat is picked up freshly cooked and placed on a plate.

Bai Wu poked the meat with his chopsticks and announced happily, "It's done!"

The eyes of the whole family fell on those few pieces of meat.

The whole piece of meat on the plate was brown and thick. When pressed down with chopsticks, the meat bounced up again. It looked extremely tender, completely different from the stuffed meat.

The meat was still steaming hot, and the rich smell of meat wafted out, and the adam's apples of several people moved.

Kishi probed his head from the side, "Is it okay to eat like this?"

Bai Wu's eyebrows were almost flying up, and her chin was slightly raised, "Try it."

Chuan smiled and brought over a bowl, each with a piece of meat in the bowl.

Kishi couldn't wait to poke the meat with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth - he usually didn't like to use these two sticks, the meat was too hot today.

Putting the meat into his mouth and biting it slightly, the tender and hot juice dripped all over his mouth. Before he could spit out the meat, the aroma of meat and sauce had been fully released from the soft and tender meat.

So hot!It smells so good!

Kishi has never eaten such tender meat!

I have never eaten such a delicious meat!

It turns out that the meat is not only fatty or chewy, but also tender and juicy!

Kishi widened his eyes and took two more bites.

The usually inconspicuous sour fruit has an indescribable sour aroma after being made into jam, which just eliminates the greasy and fishy smell of the meat and makes the meat delicious.

Kishi didn't know what was going on, it was obviously such a big piece of meat that he ate it in two or three bites.

He looked at the empty chopsticks, rubbed his stomach with unsatisfied interest, and looked at the others.

Chuan met his eyes, smiled, and gave him the remaining meat in the bowl.

Kishi quickly stretched out his hand to block it, "Ya Fu, you eat by yourself."

In his busy schedule, he turned his head to look at Bai Wu, "Bai Wu, can you cook some more meat?"

There is still half of the meat left, and it is hanging next to it. If it is not finished tonight, it will be smoked by the firepit to make bacon.

Bai Wu bit the meat in her bowl, the corners of her brows and eyes were full of complacency, "Didn't you doubt that I would do it just now?"

"If you don't know how to do it, who will do it?" Kishi grabbed Bai Wu's shoulder and pushed him to the side of the fire, "It's a pity that such good meat goes bad, come here, you do it, and I'll light the fire for you."

Bai Wu was pressed by the side of the fire and shouted: "When you eat the meat I cooked, remember to pound green root powder for me!"

Kishi patted his chest and reassured, "Leave it on me, and you will get what you say!"

Bai Wu cherished the meat in the bowl and finished cooking the rest of the meat.

The fresh meat is wrapped in a sour and salty sauce, which stimulates the taste buds just right.

With such a large piece of meat, they originally thought they could eat two or three meals, but they didn't expect to finish it in one meal.

Bai Wu rubbed his stomach, satiated and drank enough, his whole body was warm, and he was so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open.

Chuan touched his forehead, and asked with a soft smile, "What should Qing Gen do? Let your father help you."

"Just wash it and pound it to pieces." Bai Wu braced himself, "Two big wooden basins are needed, and a dustpan is needed to filter it."