A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 163

"Aunt Qing, how are Uncle Da Di and his dustpan weaving?" Jiang Qing asked.

She Ji and the two turned around and walked to the side, took the corn cobs and started threshing.Two-thirds of the corn heap piled up in the shape of a hill in front of him has been consumed.

Everyone was very fast, and no one dared to be lazy at this time. On the right, there was an empty space, and a few men put the wheat on it to roll the field. The speed was very fast, and five or six baskets of wheat grains were piled up on the side after a while.

"I made two of them, and when you come over to see them, if you can, make them according to these two." Qing said, taking out the two made dustpans from behind.

Jiang Qing looked it over carefully, and found that the collection was a bit worse, but the general appearance was about the same.

"Okay, you don't need to weave a lot of dustpans, as long as you have enough." Jiang Qing took the dustpan, weighed it, and said, "It's not too late to weave this thing after it's moved, so I'll keep it alive for the time being."

Hearing this, Qing nodded.I think this is reasonable, these utensils are not easy to carry, and I will discard them. After all, compared to food, utensils can be made at any time.

Jiang Qing called Laisha and Shui, and demonstrated in front of them how to use a dustpan to shake the husks out of the wheat grains.This time, there are about five to six thousand catties of wheat harvested, and four to five thousand catties after threshing, which is not much, but it can save lives at critical moments.

There is twice as much corn as wheat.

This is undoubtedly a welcome news.

After the demonstration, Jiang Qing handed the dustpan to Sha and left it to them to do the work.

Then, he told Qing what happened in the cave.

Lang Mo has already set off to explore the passage in the cemetery under the cliff of the tribe. It may take two or three days. Lang Bo organizes people to mine iron ore.These are all major events, and it is not clear when Lang Mo will return.

So, temporarily decided to wait two days.

With two days to prepare, I feel more refreshed.

Originally, this time was too rushed. Unlike the Flying Eagle tribe, the tribe had made full preparations half a month ago, and many nearby mountain fruits hadn't had time to pick and collect them.

There was no time to deal with many things. With two more days, Qing planned to organize people to pick all the wild fruits near the tribe, as well as wild vegetables.

Corn grains and wheat grains were packed into rattan baskets with sewn animal skin bags, and then they were carried to the cellar.Everything was prepared in an orderly manner, and Jiang Qing looked at the full cellar with a strong sense of accomplishment.

In the blink of an eye, with hundreds of people busy non-stop, the corn and wheat piled up in the open space were finally cleaned up before sunset.

At this moment, the sky was dark and there was a hint of rain, but it didn't really rain.

"Aunt Qing, where did you put the pickled eggs?" Jiang Qing washed her hands and patted her body with the animal skin to remove all the dust.

"In the cellar, what's wrong?" Qing responded.

Jiang Qing smiled and said: "It's okay, I promise to spare them and give everyone extra meals tonight."

"Okay, I'll ask someone to take it later, what should I do?" Qing Qingli said.

"Just boil it, add some water to the pot, put the egg in and cook it, take it out and eat it, but the egg is a little salty, so it will be lighter when you boil the broth at night. This is just right for eating !” Jiang Qing said, adding some corn cobs to the campfire.

After taking off the cobs of the corn kernels, Jiang Qing asked them to keep them and use them as firewood just like the wheat stalks, which saved a lot of trouble.

"Jiang Qing, Kong and the others caught a lot of fish, and they said they wanted your help." Luo Shan swallowed her saliva.

She was still thinking about the grilled fish that Jiang Qing made in private, the taste made her feel like she wanted to swallow her tongue every time she savored it.

"Where are they?" Jiang Qing asked.

"By the river." Roseanne replied quickly.

Qing looked up, smiling all over, and said, "Jiang Qing, how about we have fish soup tonight?"

She has also tasted Jiang Qing's private cooking, and she can't think of unpalatable fish. After Jiang Qing handles it, the taste is really amazing!

Here, there are people from the Baishui tribe.Hearing that someone suggested eating fish, he immediately said happily: "Fried fish nuggets are also good, Jiang Qing, do you know how to do it?"

Looking at the expectant faces of the crowd, Jiang Qing nodded and said, "Okay, let's have fish soup tonight. Aunt Qing will prepare some fatty meat to extract oil, and I'll make fried fish nuggets for you later. If it's not too rushed, we can cook more cured fish..."

Hearing this, cheers rang out in unison, and everyone felt more busy!

"What's a fish?" Ya grabbed Ying Yun and said coldly.

Ying Yun avoided She Ji, shrank in a corner and didn't look up, wishing to turn herself into an invisible person.It's good that no one can see it, and when Ya pulled him, he almost screamed in fright.

"A fish is a spiny beast!" Ying Yun pouted his mouth, recalling the smell of fish from the tree that day, and suddenly his stomach growled.

Hearing this, Ya looked disgusted and asked puzzled: "Fish is so bad, why are these people so happy when they hear they eat fish?" She wandered around the tribe and found that the Chasing Wind tribe was far richer than the Flying Eagle tribe.Not to mention anything else, just the food in the caves that store food and say it is a 'cellar'.

It was much more food than the Flying Eagle Tribe hoarded. Everyone was very excited when they looked at the full cellar.Sufficient food means that they will not go hungry during the dry season. Nothing makes them more excited than this news.

"That's because you haven't eaten fish before. If you had, you wouldn't say that." Snake Ji charmingly twisted her waist, most of her body was lying on Yingyun's back, her tone was languid and charming.

Ying Yun froze instantly, not daring to move.

Ya raised her eyes and took a look at She Ji.Even if no one introduced her, just looking at She Ji's appearance and Ying Yun's expression, it was not difficult to guess who this person was—She Ji, the patriarch of the Baishui tribe.

"Yingyun, I heard you're hiding from me?" Snake Ji said quietly, her white fingers seemed to brush Yingyun's chest, making him tremble.

The faint fragrance slowly eroded this space.

A look of surprise flashed across Ya's cold face, She Ji was very beautiful, the prettiest woman she had ever seen.This cognition makes Ya Weiwei a little unswerving, as if something he didn't care about was suddenly taken away by someone.

The corners of Ying Yun's mouth tightened, he shook his head quickly, and said, "No, I'm not avoiding you."

As he said that, a rare blush appeared on his handsome face, and every time he was like an indifferent kid in front of Snake Girl, this feeling was really terrible!

"You are very beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!" Ya said abruptly, glanced at Ying Yun inexplicably, and the gloom disappeared in a flash.

She Ji paused, raised her head, looked at Ya, sized her up and down, said with pursed lips, "That's absurd! This is wrong, people who have seen Jiang Qing's appearance will not be right I said that. Although the compliment sounds good, it's a pity..."

"Impossible." Ya immediately vetoed it without even thinking about it, and a strange expression flashed across his cold face.

She Ji shrugged, glanced at Ya with disdain, and said, "Don't think about Lang Mo, you can't even match Jiang Qing with a single finger."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over to Ying Yun's ear, his eyes were slightly calm, and he said seriously: "Ying Yun, let's find a place to have a good chat, some things need to be communicated quietly."

As he spoke, he grabbed Ying Yun's ear and Shi Shiran left. In the end, he didn't even look at Ya, leaving behind Ya's face that was sometimes green and sometimes white.

(End of this chapter)