The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 330 Will definitely like it
Racking her brains, Qian Sisi kept thinking about the meat in her memory. After thinking for a while, she didn't think of anything except jerky. She grabbed the blanket and flipped it over and over again. , Qian Sisi had a flash of inspiration and thought of it.

This crocodile meat tastes very good when eaten raw, so she is reluctant to use it to dry the meat. However, this meat is delicious, so it should be delicious even if it is dried and not fried. Maybe after sprinkled with salt water It’s more delicious than dried shrimp and crab, so why don’t you try it? Some dried meat slices are fried to make spicy strips, and some are dried directly into meat strips, but it’s not as thick as dried dried meat, nor dried shrimp and crab. Make it as small as your finger.

Instead, it is cut into thin strips as thick as fingers, which is convenient for drying. If it is not delicious after drying, it can be roasted or boiled or fried to make meat floss.

Having already thought of a solution, and the weather was about the same, Qian Sisi rubbed against the stars, and Xing, who had woken up a long time ago, opened her eyes and turned over to sit up and dragged Qian Sisi up.

After some freshening up, Qian Sisi slowly sifted grass seed powder in the kitchen, planning to steam rice cakes, while Xing went directly to the big cave to clean out the cauldron that boiled sugar during the rainy season, filled it with water, and then put the crocodile skin Cook.

The stove is big enough, and it can burn for two or three hours with firewood, so Xing went back to the house after cooking the crocodile skin. After serving hot tea and biscuits, Qian Sisi was full soon, and after Xing Ye had eaten, she finished cleaning up and started cutting meat again.

On this day, the two were busy, Qian Sisi was cutting meat, Xing was cutting meat, watching the fire, and chopping bamboo to build a shelf. In the afternoon, the orcs from the tribe came and took them to share the firewood.

The busy time is always not enough. At the end of the day, the two of them just cut two and a half pieces. Qian Sisi, who came to eat while cutting, was thinking about having a stone barbecue in the evening, so he cut that kind of pattern When it was dark, Xing moved out the stone slabs in the house, and brought up the long stove that matched the slate slabs, and lit a fire in the courtyard dam. The ashes of the fire baked some dead-faced scones, and the couple ate barbecue with spicy dipping water.

Qian Sisi ate satisfactorily and grilled Xing. Just when Xing was about to finish eating, Dahe's family came.

"Sisi, your belly is getting bigger." As soon as she fell to the ground, Fan Guo couldn't wait to run up to Qian Sisi, lowered her body, and pressed her face to Qian Sisi's stomach.

"Little cubs, how are you all? Do you think Auntie Fanguo?"

"They missed me, not you. You scared them so loudly." The tender seedlings that followed Fanguo dragged Fanguo away with a vicious voice, then squatted down and used it completely differently from before. Drizzle whispered extremely softly: "Little cub, Auntie Nen Miao misses you so much, but we have no time to come to see you because we want to weave skirts for you. I will come over every day when Auntie finishes weaving the skirts."

Fan Guo, who was dragged away by Nen Miao, pouted and was unhappy at first, when she heard Nen Miao talk about the skirt, she simply leaned on Nen Miao, "Auntie's skirt is the most beautiful, just wait, I will wear Auntie's dress from now on." skirt"

Hearing this, she turned her head, and Nen Miao turned to look at Fan Guo with contempt in her eyes.

As far as the fruit weaves can be called beautiful, there is indeed a problem with the aesthetics of the fruit.

Being mocked by Nen Miao's naked eyes, Fan Guo blushed and choked her neck: "I have dyed, mine is of course the most beautiful and I have already knitted two pieces."

Speaking of the fact that he has already knitted two pieces, Fan Guo raised his jaw unconsciously.It doesn't matter that she is the slowest learner among the few, but she is still the ugliest knitter. So when Hongguo said that she was going to knit skirts for the little cubs of Qian Sisi's family, she knew that she must not be as good at knitting as they were. So, she quietly asked Dahe to ask Xing, how to make the rabbit fur have a good color, after knowing it, she wanted to give her rabbit fur a good color, but unfortunately it was the rainy season, there were no flowers, only leaves .So, she asked the orcs to pick a lot of leaves for her, and dyed the rest of their rabbit fur.

It's just that after the color was dyed, it was not green but the same as their hair. This surprise made her like it very much, so even if the weaving was not as good as everyone's, hers was still the most beautiful.

Satisfied, Fan Guo raised the corners of her mouth.

But when Nen Miao heard her say that she had dyed it, she got up and pushed the fruit up by the way.She frowned when she said that she had knitted two pieces.

But as for Fanguo, she didn't believe that she had already knitted two pieces. She thought that Fanguo must be bragging. What Nen Miao cared about was not the fact that Fanguo had already knitted two pieces, but the color she said: "Sisi Taught you to dye?" After asking Nen Miao, she felt a little impossible.

After all, they were all together when they came here, and it wasn't Qian Sisi who taught them, so how could Fan Guo do it.

Just when Nen Miao couldn't figure it out, Fan Guo gave her the answer.

"Dahe learned from the stars" quietly.

"When did you learn?" How could she not know?

Fan Guo smiled: "More than a month ago" did not hide the pride and success on his face, Fan Guo's chin was raised to the sky.She was afraid that everyone would learn it, so she quietly asked Dahe to ask the stars while hunting, so she just made sure that her skirt was the only one with color among the few people, so she was not afraid that everyone could weave it well.

Satisfied, Fanguo even flaunted when thinking of the two skirts that have been completed and the half of the skirts that everyone has woven: "The two skirts I wove are so beautiful, they are so beautiful than any of Sisi's." One color is good-looking, wait a few days for Dahe and the others to hunt rabbits and sew some fluffy rabbit skins, the cubs will definitely like it.”

In her imagination, Fan Guo clasped her hands tightly to her heart, and what appeared in her mind was Qian Sisi's little cub circling around in the skirt she knitted.

"Hehehe...hehehe" That shouldn't be too beautiful a picture, which made Fanguo giggle nonchalantly.

"..."

Looking at Fan Guo's arrogant face, the corners of Nen Miao's mouth twitched.

A month ago, Fan Guo suddenly said that she could not knit together. At that time, everyone thought that she would not go with them because the knitting was too ugly and hurt her self-esteem. Unexpectedly, she had planned it in advance.

Thinking about Qian Sisi's skirts of various colors, and thinking about Fanguo's colorful skirts even though they are not well woven, plus the two that Fanguo is emphasizing. Secretly decided to speed up.

Then, when the tribe finished their work, they asked Panmu and the others to learn from Dahe. She didn't believe that the dress she wove was no better than Fanguo's.

So in front of Qian Sisi, Fan Guo smiled arrogantly, while Nen Miao squinted at Fan Mu with her mouth curled.

That look seemed to say that Panmu was not as reliable as Dahe.

(End of this chapter)