The Fourth of Qing Dynasty: Fujin is a Mermaid

Chapter 162
In order to save physical exertion in the cold winter of previous years, tigers would turn into prototypes and sleep on their stomachs, and cubs were not allowed to run around.This year, Baozhu's sudden plan brought them a different style.

The big witch looked at Baozhu with more amiable eyes, and every time she ate barbecue, she would give her the freshest and tender place, and the vegetable soup would always be the most delicious bowl, and even the food expenses of their husband and wife were not required, which made Baozhu feel very embarrassed for a while.

"You don't have to feel embarrassed, don't look at the fact that there are a lot of orcs in our tribe. If you weren't there, many old bones would close their eyes forever in this cold winter." Da Wu thought of those tribesmen who returned to the embrace of the beast god in the cold winter last year. , Tears almost fell down: "Last year, three cubs and five old orcs died in a cold winter in our tribe. For the reproduction of the group, the elderly orcs were always reluctant to eat or drink, and they ended up alive of starvation."

Baozhu's mood became depressed. Thinking of those kind old orcs, she really didn't want them to have an accident. Maybe she noticed this sign when she was eating, and then she would find a way to make a deal with them. After all, the best craftsman often All old orcs.

Yinzhen is not surprised that people starve to death. In his previous life, he was in charge of the Qing Dynasty for many years. But he was still starved to death.In order to fill the stomachs of everyone in the Qing Dynasty, he had fought all his life in his previous life, but it was a pity that the results were minimal.This is really too difficult. Among other things, it is a problem that people in poor areas still have food 300 years after the Qing Dynasty was destroyed.

People in many impoverished areas will make the same choice as the old orcs of the Dashi tribe. They can not eat or drink for the continuation of the race, and they can fear life and death.

Why!Yinzhen sighed deeply, which is why he didn't stop Baozhu. In fact, although Baozhu had no parents since she was a child in her previous life, her parents left her with a strong bloodline and enough treasures to protect her as an adult. Well, she really hasn't suffered much, and she hasn't seen much danger in the world.

"Dawu, have you ever considered raising livestock and planting crops?" Yinzhen felt that it is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. After all, their husband and wife can't take care of the Dashi tribe for a lifetime, and the Dashi tribe still needs to work hard if it wants to develop.

The big witch took a deep look at Yinzhen and said, "Why didn't we think about this? Some people in the tribe tried it before, but the grains that took a lot of effort to grow are not as good as the ones that go directly to the mountains to pick them. Livestock Not to mention, if we don't keep it for a few days, we will lose weight to death, wasting the meat for nothing."

Yinzhen didn't expect that the Dashi tribe would actually try it: "Then there are no tribes that are better at planting or raising livestock?"

"Why not? It is said that the giant rabbit tribe is very good at growing grains. They can trade more grains for other items. Oh, there is also a monkey mountain tribe that is also good at planting, but they are good at growing fruits. As for raising livestock, some super The tribe also has some achievements." The big witch looked at Yinzhen and said: "These methods are the secrets of other tribes, how could they tell us other tribes at will."

Yinzhen understood the hint of the big witch, and had to say that the big witches of these primitive tribes seemed to be like Cheng Jing, with as many eyes as a beehive. He was depressed in his previous life and had no special hobbies. He preferred to play and change. Pretending to be a game, in order to confuse my father and brothers, I once studied planting. These are the crystallization of the wisdom of ordinary people for thousands of years.

Yinzhen didn't mind telling the other party his planting experience: "I found that there is a kind of white sweet potato near your tribe, which is very similar to the sweet potato in our place. This kind of crop does not require careful maintenance and has a large yield. Not without its drawbacks, it's not easy to store and can cause bloating if eaten in excess."

The big witch's eyes suddenly turned into light bulbs, and he knew that this couple had a good background. If they could reveal a little bit of experience, it would be enough for the Dashi tribe to benefit: "There are many white sweet potatoes around here. Your wide fans, fans It also seems to be made from sweet potatoes, which I think are durable and very convenient to store.”

Yinzhen raised his eyebrows, and I have to say that Dawu has a really good vision. Wide noodles and vermicelli are rare foods that can be made from sweet potatoes: "White sweet potatoes can also be made into wide noodles and vermicelli, but this is very difficult to make. It’s troublesome and time-consuming, it’s not as convenient as directly drying sweet potatoes.”

Dawu thought of the soft and delicious sweet potato porridge, and said: "The porridge made from dried sweet potatoes is delicious. Both adults and children in the tribe like it, but they can't tolerate it." So after all, I still want wide fans and fans.

Yinzhen didn't bother to talk about it anymore, because of his eating habits, wide fans and vermicelli were not rice but dishes in his eyes, but since Dawu wanted it, there was nothing he couldn't say: "Sweet potato vermicelli is divided into eight steps. It is to select potatoes, wash, crush, filter, expose to the sun, beat paste, drain shreds, and shred the shreds, and the specific method is..."

The two talked and listened to each other, and finally the big witch shouted that he had learned a lot, and asked by analogy: "Can Tugua do the same to become a fan?"

The earth melons that Dawu was talking about actually looked quite similar to the potatoes of the Qing Dynasty, but perhaps because of the good environment in the original plane, melons and fruit crops generally grew larger. Yinzhen didn't expect Dawu to react so quickly, so he only let him try it yourself.

Baozhu listened to it for a long time and found it very interesting, so she said: "Yinzhen, I didn't expect you to be a fan. Who did you learn from?"

Yinzhen smiled awkwardly: "The first time I went out for a long time, I watched others do it, so I followed suit." He was ashamed to say that he thought it was interesting, so he followed suit, but he didn't expect that it would be so troublesome to get a fan. The fans made after working for an hour are not enough for him to eat. After playing there, he never mentioned it again, but maybe because his hands were blistered at that time, the impression was particularly deep, even after a lifetime, He still clearly remembers what the fans did.

Baozhu smiled narrowly at Yinzhen, and didn't get to the bottom of it, but bought the original tools for making fans from the trading system: "Just saying that you may not really learn it, why don't you try to do it, I There is also a fresh white sweet potato here, you keep one-fifth of the vermicelli you make, and the rest is mine. Dawu, what do you think?"

The big witch said happily: "This is because we have made a lot of money. Our tiger clan orcs may not have anything else, but they all have a lot of strength."

Baozhu smiled, she would not say that she was just greedy, she wanted to taste the difference between sweet potato vermicelli and white sweet potato vermicelli, she always felt that the food in the original plane was particularly delicious.

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