A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 340 Warmth
At this moment, even Granny Qian and Momo, who were pretending to be calm outside, couldn't bear it anymore.

Lang Mo put down the bone knife and quickly washed his hands.

Taking a calm, but slightly hasty pace, he went straight to the kitchen.

Everyone stared at the wooden spoon in Qing's hand, their eyes gleaming and the corners of their mouths drooling.

Lang Rui couldn't help but whispered: "Mom, are you alright? It smells so sweet..."

As Qing got closer, it naturally smelled sweeter. Resisting the idea of ​​stealing it, she glanced at Jiang Qing and asked, "Jiang Qing, is this jam okay?"

Hearing the sound, everyone immediately looked straight at Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing stood up, leaned on her waist, took the wooden spoon in Qing's hand, stirred it a few times, took out some, dipped it in her hand, tasted it, and said after a while: "Turn out the fire, let it cool down slowly."

Before Jiang Qing could finish her sentence, Snake Ji pulled out the firewood with a few swipes and stuffed it into the stove next to her.Waiting dryly, staring at the pot without blinking.

"Grass, go and wash some clean dishes." Jiang Qing said.

Immediately, everyone smiled and walked quickly to the table to wait for the meal.

Jiang Qing was taken aback by the neat and neat movements.Does this count as successful training?

Looking at the babies who were waiting to be fed, Jiang Qing smiled and shook her head, and filled everyone with a small half bowl neatly.Most of the clay pots seem to be too many, but there are very few evenly divided ones.This sugar maple sap comes from the Flying Eagle tribe, and this jam cannot surpass the Eagles and the others.

Not to mention Yingjie and the others, the rest of the tribe should more or less evenly share it out.

It's not how much, it's a matter of mind.The people of the ethnic group are simple and honest, Jiang Qing can't do the habit of eating alone, and the appetite is too much.

Seeing that Jiang Qing only filled half a bowl for each person, no one asked any more questions.

Knowing Jiang Qing's temperament, she knew that she was reserved for other people. Seeing this, Granny Qian and Momo looked at each other, obviously liking Jiang Qing's temperament very much.

"How does it taste?" Jiang Qing walked into the living room with her small half bowl, followed by Lang Mo.With a smile, he swept across everyone's faces one by one.

Granny Qian scooped up the jam with a small spoon, nodded repeatedly, and said, "It tastes so sweet! I think those children in Tribal Space like it very much... You said that the jam can be stored, can you make more?"

Jiang Qing rested her chin on her hands, and the jam in the bowl was a little hot. She was not in a hurry to start, and watched the crowd gobble up the food with great interest. After hearing Granny Qian's words, she shook her head slightly and said, "The sugar maple juice is too little, I want to make more. , you have to find something to make sugar?"

"That's a pity!" Momo regretted.

"There are many things that can make sugar. Sugar cane can also be boiled, and it is sweeter than the sugar made from pampas grass root. It's just that I can't find sugar cane right now." Jiang Qing tilted her head with a regretful expression. Even if the sugar cane is not used Boiled sugar is also very good to eat, and said: "The mountains and forests are full of flowers, if you can find honey, you can also make jam. Although it is a bit extravagant, it is not bad!"

Honey is very expensive, and to be honest, she has never tasted pure wild honey.

What I eat is honey bought in the supermarket. It is said to be honey, but most of it is fake.

"Honey? What do you want this for?" Wen Luo asked curiously.

Chi Jiu and the others walked in, staring blankly at the half bowl of honey in front of everyone on the dining table.I had already smelled this fragrance in the courtyard before, but now that I walked into the house, the smell became stronger, and I couldn't help drooling and swallowing just by smelling it.

Although they don't like to eat sweets, the taste is too craving.

"Uncle Wen Luo, do you know honey?" Jiang Qing asked curiously.

Qing got up and walked into the kitchen, preparing to give the three of them something to try.

Hearing Jiang Qing's words, the three came back to their senses and smiled awkwardly. Wen Luo nodded and said, "Yes, I have trouble with my legs and feet. Jane made some for me before. The taste is better than sugar maple sap, but it's just bees It was small, but it stinged very painfully. Afterwards, I didn't let Jane do it again."

Hearing that honey tastes better than sugar maple sap, the eyes of several people at the dinner table flooded immediately.

Putting down the Langmo wooden spoon, he said in a deep voice, "Where is it? I'll go get some honey back."

Not to mention making jam, it's not bad even if you keep it for eating.Besides, this honey nourishes people, and Jane loves Wen Luo as much as Langbo does to Reading.These years, Wen Luo has been in excellent health even though his legs and feet are inconvenient!These things are not a secret in the tribe. Many times, some people saw Jane returning to the tribe with a red and swollen face, and joked whether he was beaten by Wen Luo.

Now listening to what Wen Luo said, the face that was swollen into a pig's head was stung by a bee!
Wen Luo rolled his eyes, glanced at the resolute Lang Mo, and smiled lightly: "Far away, how do you get it in the Forest of Death? But there are many flowers in Taoyuan, and there will be bees. I will ask Jane to look for it when I go back. Found a hive or two?"

"Okay!" Jiang Qing nodded with a smile, and said: "After you find it, tell Uncle Jian not to rush to do it. I know how to get honey. This honey is very nourishing, especially royal jelly. Good royal jelly is no worse than those in the medicine garden. Be careful not to break it."

Hearing this, everyone gasped.

Ginseng is powerful, they have seen it in the last show.

This royal jelly was almost the same as ginseng, and everyone's heartbeat accelerated.

After receiving the jam handed by Qing, Wen Luo hurriedly ate it and responded.

"This is?" Dadi asked curiously.

"Jam, Jiang Qing made it with sugar maple sap and wild fruit. It is said that if it is sealed, it can be stored for a long time. No, considering the tribal sugar maple sap is not much, we are thinking about how to get more sugar out. You guys came when we were talking about this honey..." Qing explained.

"Not bad!" Dadi nodded honestly, glanced at Wen Luo and said, "Let Jane be quick and find more honeycombs. This jam tastes good and can be stored. In this way, you don't have to worry about wasting those wild fruits in the forest!"

Wen Luo nodded heavily, and took the matter down seriously.

Here, Lang Rui gobbled it up, and it didn't take a moment.He ate up half a bowl of jam, licked the corner of his mouth with unsatisfactory expression, and stared at the jam in the clear bowl with rolling eyes.

"Lang Rui, come here, I'll give you some." Jiang Qing smiled, the jam was thick and sweet.There is also a faint fragrance of apples, no wonder Langmo tastes sweet.

Qing stopped Jiang Qing's movement, pushed the bowl in front of him to Lang Rui, and said, "Greedy ghost!"

Jiang Qing saw it and didn't force it.He secretly mixed some of the jam in the bowl and gave it to Lang Mo. He knew that Lang Mo liked to eat it, but there wasn't much jam.She ate enough for noon, and her stomach is still a little bloated.

Lang Mo curled his lips, very happy that he didn't stop Jiang Qing's little action.

The others looked at each other and smiled, turning their heads and pretending not to see this scene.

After eating the jam, Dadi and Wen Luo asked about the bamboo bed, went to the courtyard to look at the bamboo bed made by Langmo, nodded, and listened to Jiang Qing's intention to go to the bamboo forest to cut some old bamboo and start construction after returning.

In this room, I was busy, and I was going to distribute some jam from door to door with clay pots, let everyone have a taste, and tell everyone how to make the jam.

(End of this chapter)