Traveling through ancient times: the wild boss spoils the sky

Chapter 42 Tao?
"Well, just remember." Miao nodded, very satisfied with the seriousness on Qiao Ya's face, knowing that she had listened and promised not to spread it.

Miao scooped up a spoonful of the prepared jam, handed it to Qiao Ya, and said, "Come on, try it, is it very sweet and delicious, if you like it, take some back later, don't worry, the village chief won't say of."

Looking at the bright red jam and smelling the sweet fruity aroma, Qiao Ya was already intoxicated before she tasted it. She didn't know what politeness meant, so she took it and tasted it.

"Well, it's delicious."

Although the jam was still very hot, Qiao Ya was not afraid at all.

With just one bite, the taste of the jam completely overwhelmed Qiao Ya. So there is still such a delicious taste in this world. Well, she must make some jam herself when she goes back. She has a lot of space to pick in the forest before. The fruits are all non-toxic after being tested by a detector, and they can definitely be used to make jam.

Well, I just don't know where Miao and the others picked the grass that they put in the pot, whether it is easy to get it, if it is missing, I don't know if it will taste so good.

"It's delicious!"

Seeing Qiao Ya's fascinated appearance, Miao knew the result. Sure enough, as long as they were females, they would like the jam in their village.

"Hmm." Qiao Ya nodded wildly, and then, a little embarrassed, asked in a low voice, "Aunt Miao, is that sweet grass precious, can you give it to me, I have some fruit at home, I want to go back and make jam to eat. "

I said before that jam is Kimura’s secret, and the sweet grass should be the most important part of the secret. Qiao Ya couldn’t help but asked where the sweet grass was picked. He was worried that it would cause misunderstanding, so he wondered if he could ask for some. Even if you go back and make some jam first, it’s not bad.

"Oh, you want sweet grass. There doesn't seem to be enough here, so I won't give it to you. This sweet grass only grows in the river that draws water from our village. Otherwise, go pick some by yourself."

Miao Xiang didn't have any scheming at all, and didn't know Qiao Ya's scruples, so she directly told Qiao Ya where the sweet grass grows, and asked Qiao Ya to pick it by herself.

Qiao Ya saw that there were not many sweet grasses in the basket next to her, so she said, "It's okay, then I'll go and pick them myself. Since there's not enough here, I'll pick some for you?"

Miao has already started a new round of cooking, and it is true that there is no room for it. Thinking that Qiao Ya can only watch from the side, it is better to let her go for a walk, so she said: "Okay, let's go."

The day's work came to an end, but Mei didn't see Qiao Ya coming back, wondering if she had gone home?

"Joe, what are you doing?"

Didn't the kid say he went to pick sweet grass? Why is he playing in mud with a group of kids?
"Auntie, you are here, are you not busy over there?"

Seeing his eyebrows, Qiao Ya was also very embarrassed. After all, it was not a very honorable thing to be seen playing in the mud with a group of children. Although she had a purpose in it, it was hard to say no at this time.

"You kid, what time is it? Everyone has packed up and gone home. Where are you still busy?"

Eyebrow blamed, if she hadn't known in advance that Joe was coming to pick the grass and fruit, she would have thought that the child had gone home, but who would have known that playing in the mud was so fun that she even forgot the time.

Qiao Ya looked up at the sky, well, it was a little late by accident, there was no way, she was so excited, she thought the mud by the river could be used to burn pottery.

"What are these?"

Mei noticed the things made of mud at the feet and hands of Qiao Ya and the little ones.

"Auntie, we made these, don't you think they are beautiful?"

"I pinched this one, and this one, this one, I pinched it all. Sister Xiao Qiao said that I am very good."

"And mine, aunt, look at mine."

Before Qiao Ya could speak, a group of little ones started to show off.

If you look closely, it's really pretty.

"Hey, Xiao Qiao, these you made are bowls?"

Finally seeing something different, Mei looked at Qiao Ya in amazement. The little orcs and the little females obviously made something they liked, but what Qiao Ya made, if you read it correctly, was the bowl for eating. Bar?
What is Joe doing with these?
Is it possible that you still plan to take it home to serve rice and vegetables?Eyebrow gave Qiao Ya a strange look, can the stuff in this thing be eaten?
Because there are many kinds of stones in the orc world, and with the sharp minions of the orcs, it is easy to make all kinds of containers. Naturally, there is no need to bother to knead mud and make pottery.

Eyebrow, of course I don't know that what Qiao Ya made can only be regarded as half-finished products.

Looking at her eyes, Qiao Ya knew that her eyebrows were twisted, but she couldn't explain it clearly at this time, so she could only see if there would be a finished product, and then it would be less abrupt.

After saying goodbye to the little orcs and the little females, I took home the perfect bowls and plates that I had made all afternoon, and that would not crack or break easily.

First put it in the room to dry the water, and then Qiao Ya began to experiment enthusiastically.

Of course, she didn't have any great skills, so she just dug a hole outside the house and built a simple stove.

Firewood was set up in the pit, and then five clay-made products were carefully placed inside, with a stone slab on top, and a simple hearth built on top of the stone slab.

Light the fire, leave a few small vent holes, and seal them.

I don't know if it's right to do this. Anyway, limited knowledge is to be sealed.

So, this should work, right?
After making a pot of broth on the stove, and preparing to simmer it slowly, Qiao Ya looked under the stove with twinkling eyes. It must be said that she still had great expectations in her heart.

Hope it works.

Stone and wooden pots and pans are not bad. On the contrary, some materials are very good, but they can't stand them. Sometimes, they just need specific materials.

The stone pot is good, but it is a little slow to heat up, and it is very heavy. It is really laborious to wash the pot.But stone barrels are a good choice for storing water, and there are many stone tools, which are also very appropriate.

But for the stone pot, forget it, and now try to make pottery, but Qiao Ya still hopes to find iron, which is too high-grade material, and she has no extravagance.

Even if there is in this world, she doesn't know it, even if she does, she doesn't have the skills to make products.

Of course, I want pottery because I want storage. After all, pottery is recognized as the best container for storage. Compared with stone, wood, or even iron, simple pottery is obviously more suitable.

For all kinds of dried vegetables at home, purple fruit and purple fruit powder, etc., it is best to store them in large tanks.

While thinking wildly, the broth here already exudes a strong fragrance, but it was not enough, so he added some firewood to the stove, after thinking about it, Qiao Ya walked to the backyard.

Those fibers are almost picked out, and there is nothing else left and right now, let's see how her future clothes will look like.

(End of this chapter)