After entering the bird tribe, I want to farm

Early in the morning, it snowed again, and it was gray everywhere, and even the mountains on the other side seemed to be unclear.

Bai Wu's family gets up early and divides the work to feed the livestock, pick vegetables, and pull fish.

The Changshui River is a big river, but the flow of water in this section is very slow. There is a piece of thin ice half a centimeter thick near the bank, and it makes a crackling sound when you step on it.

Bai Wu and the shore went to pull fish.

The fish cage, which was getting heavier due to being soaked in water, pressed against the ice, crushing a piece of it with a click.

With crushed ice under their feet and small ice particles under their heads, the two had to reach into the cold fish cage to catch the slippery fish inside.

This step was tough enough, after catching the fish and then washing their hands, both of them's hands were red and swollen from the cold, and they couldn't even stretch them straight.

Kishi exhaled a breath of white air towards the sky, put his hand on his lips, and breathed on the heater as hard as he could, "Do you still want to pick vegetables?"

"Pick some garlic sprouts and green onion leaves, and then see how the radishes are growing. Pull some radishes and stew them."

Some of the radishes in their family are wild radishes dug on the grassland, and the sizes were uneven when they were dug.

Among the batch of radishes, the old ones had already blossomed and set seeds, and the radishes were all chaffed; the half-grown radishes produced young radishes, and they grew up one after another.

Bai Wu harvested the radish seeds, and while the weather wasn't too cold, she plowed the ground and sowed them.

After more than a month of growth, these radish seedlings produced radishes again.

It's snowing now, and the temperature is clearly below zero. Bai Wu is not sure whether the radishes in this world can withstand the freezing.

If he couldn't resist the frost, he had to take the radishes back before it was too cold.

Hearing this, Kishi followed him to the vegetable garden.

They walked halfway, and the snow falling in the sky had changed from granular to fluffy. Their hair and eyebrows were all white, especially their hair, which was frozen like a messy spider web.

The two looked at each other and laughed together.

Bai Wu rubbed her ears, "It's too cold, I have to wear a hat when I go out."

"Did you see that new hat I made? The one with the glass drop. I'll make you one too, if you want."

"No, I just like a simple white leather hat."

Their family uses a whole piece of animal skin to make a hat. It only needs to be cut out, sewed into the shape of the hat, and then turned over to add two straps for fixing.

A novice like Bai Wu can do thirty to forty jacks a day without any help.

When the two arrived at the vegetable garden, Bai Wu inspected it carefully.

There is a thin layer of ice crust on the vegetable leaves, but the vegetables underneath are still tender and firm, and have not withered and softened. It seems that the growth of these vegetables is still good, and there is no need to harvest vegetables for the time being.

Bai Wu pulled out two larger radishes, and picked two large handfuls of garlic leaves and green onion leaves.

Stew the meat in the morning, put some garlic leaves and scallion leaves when stewing, the taste of the meat will be extra fragrant.

Seeing that he had picked too many garlic leaves, Bai Wu took out a slate and made a fried egg with garlic leaves, which was full of praise from everyone.

After breakfast, Bai Wu took a look at the snowflakes outside, picked up the basket and prepared to go out.

Kishisudo followed behind his buttocks with his hands in his hands, "Are you still going out to collect in such a cold day?"

"It's freezing outside, and there's nowhere to go if I want to collect it. I'll go and see the chacha leaves that were soaking before."

"I will go with you."

"If you don't go to a strange place, what else can happen? You can rest at ease."

Bai Wu took off his shoes and coat and stuffed them into the back basket, "When I come back, let's try to send the salad with a whisk, brother, don't go out."

Kishi lifted his spirits, "Then I'll wait for you at home!"

Bai Wu turned into a big white bird, flapping its wings and flying towards the lake where it was fishing before.

It was snowing and windy, and he flew longer than usual, and finally got to the place, he was out of breath, and a thin layer of sweat was already breaking out on his body.

When he returned to his human form, a gust of wind blew over him, making him shiver.

He hurriedly took out his coat and shoes, put on his clothes and put on his shoes, quickly armed himself, stomped his feet on the spot, and waited until he was warmer before going to check the soaked leaves.

This batch of leaves has been soaking here for a long time, and he has come to check on them twice.

The last time I came here, the leaves were soaked slippery and had a peculiar smell, but they had not completely rotted, and there was no way to remove the mesophyll by hand.

Bai Wu specially waited a few days to come to see it.

He walked to the stream.

In winter, the stream flow becomes smaller and smaller, and it looks motionless, like a pool of stagnant water with a thin layer of ice on it.

Bai Wu raised the stone to smash the ice, and lifted the vines that bundled the leaves, and lifted the whole bundle of leaves.

As soon as the leaves moved, most of the rotten mesophyll fell off, leaving a mess of yellow leaf stems, and the stream below became turbid.

Rotten mesophyll was dotted on the leaf stalk, Bai Wu stretched out his hand and pulled out a leaf stalk, simply smoothed off the mesophyll, grabbed the leaf stalk with both hands and pulled it hard.

After such a tug, it didn't even move!

And his hands holding the leaf stems were all red.

Really strong!

With amazement in his eyes, Bai Wu grabbed the bundle of leaves and rinsed them back and forth in the water a few times, and most of the mesophyll on them fell off again.

He simply grabbed the bundle of leaves and went to the lake, washed them one by one, leaving only the yellow veins.

When he was concentrating on his work, a gust of wind blew over his head, making it chilly, he couldn't help shivering, and when he looked up, it was Nan Yao who came.

"I saw you squatting here washing things from afar, isn't it cold?"

"There's nothing you can do about it being cold, it will be finished soon." Bai Wu sniffed, "Are you going hunting or inspecting the territory?"

Nan Yao put on the animal skin robe and walked over, "Both hunting and patrolling. Make room, and I'll wash it with you."

Bai Wu was not polite to him, and gave up a seat, "Come to my house for dinner later in the evening, I'm going to make salad dressing today."

"Is the send bucket ready to dry?"

The newly made whisk has the smell of the tree itself. The white wu has been boiled with water, and a layer of autumn fruit oil has been brushed on it to prevent it from drying out in winter. The oil can only be put into use after it dries.

"The wind is so strong, it dried up last night. I wanted to make salad dressing in the morning. Seeing that you are not here, I will make it in the afternoon."

"wait for me?"

"Anyway, we made the pass bucket together. Our family can't eat alone, right?"

After Nan Yao joined, the speed of cleaning the leaf stems was much faster.

At that time, five large bundles of leaves of Baiwu were thrown away to soak, but now they are cleaned, and only two small bundles are left.

Bai Wu went to the forest to cut down the dead vines, and tied the leaf stems tightly.

Together with him, Nan Yao changed back to the animal form, grabbed the bundle of leaves with his claws, and flew towards Bai Wu's house.

Bai Wu went out in the morning, and it was already afternoon when she returned home.

An hopelessly waited at home, "You told me not to go out, but I went out by myself for so long, if I had known I might as well go out with you."

After Anbaba finished speaking, he was free to say hello to Nanyao.

"I didn't expect the leaves to be soaked." Bai Wu turned her head and called Nan Yao, "It's too cold, let's warm up together."

Kishi stopped him, "Wait until your hands are warmer. Hands that are so cold are prone to frostbite if they are exposed to a fire."

"That's fine." Bai Wu put two cold hands on his neck to keep warm, "Brother, you take out the bird eggs and autumn fruit oil, and we start to make salad dressing."

"Only egg yolks? What about bird egg whites?"

Bai Wu waved his hand, "Beat the egg yolks first, and then beat the egg whites later."

The eggs in Bai Wu's house are all wild birds' eggs.

They come from different varieties, big and small, and all taste similar.

The three sat by the firepit, separating egg whites and yolks.

Bai Wu first put the egg yolks into the whisk, added comfrey sugar and salt, and then shook the handle of the whisk.

The wooden chips in the bucket are like fan blades. When the handle is shaken, the fan blades with a certain angle of inclination will rotate to break up the egg yolk and make foam.

This way of sending is much simpler than simply using chopsticks, and it is not tiring.

The three came in rotation, each playing for a while.

As the commander-in-chief, Bai Wu sent fuel to the inside while dismissing them.

When sending salad dressing, add a small amount of fat many times to fully emulsify the fat and egg yolk.

There was nothing to do on the left and right, and the three of them were not in a hurry, and slowly shook the fan blades once and for all.

Kishi watched helplessly as the egg yolk in the whisk became thicker and thicker, from orange to milky yellow, and the smell gradually changed into another.

Bai Wu shook her sore hand, "I'll be fine soon."

Kishi glanced at it several times, "It's really strange, can I eat it?"

Bai Wu said: "Add two tablespoons of sour jam and continue beating for a while."

Kishi volunteered to scoop up the jam with a spoon, "Is it okay for the sauce to be flush with the spoon?"

"Okay, the sour sauce is just for seasoning, it doesn't matter if there is more or less."

Bai Wu stirred in the sour and sour jam and stirred it evenly, "Okay, just put it in a clean small jar."

"Wait, let me try it first! You can try it now, right?"

"can."

Before Bai Wu finished speaking, he ran to the kitchen in a hurry, brought out three pairs of dry chopsticks, and shared a pair with each of them.

He couldn't wait to insert his chopsticks into the salad dressing, picked up a corner of the salad dressing, and stuffed it into his mouth with an "ahhh".

Seeing the strange expression on his face, Bai Wu asked with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"It's a little sour, a little salty, and a little sweet. It tastes delicious, but also a little strange." Kishi licked his lips and thought about it carefully, "I'll try it again."

After hearing his description, Bai Wu dipped a little salad dressing into his mouth.

The salad dressing is indeed sweet and sour, with rich lipids, soft and smooth taste, a bit airy, and the complex taste sweeps through the mouth, achieving a delicate balance.

This salad dressing is a bit like the salad dressing he tasted in his previous life, but it has a special sour flavor, which may be the problem of sour fruit sauce.

The taste is very good.

All the hard work was not in vain.

"Delicious." Bai Wu tasted the chopsticks again, "The taste is even better than I expected. After eating this batch, we can make some more next time."

"It's just a little strange. I've never tasted this kind of taste before. It's a little weird. I can't tell what's wrong with it."

"The taste is not that simple, is it?"

As Bai Wu said, he turned to look at Nan Yao who had been silent all this time, "Master Priest, what do you think?"

"good to eat."

Bai Wu raised a pair of smiling eyes, "Is it really delicious or fake?"

"Really delicious."

"Then I'll mix the fat grass with salad dressing, and you can eat more."

Nan Yao was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."

Seeing his expression, Bai Wu laughed.

It seems that Nan Yao hates fat grass a little deeper than he imagined.

Kishi wailed beside him, "Why is such a delicious sauce mixed with fat and grass? You can eat it, I only eat sauce, not grass."

"Really?"

"Wu, you have a strange expression on your face. Do you still have something special to eat? I, I'm not sure. You're done, I'll try it."