Yao Xiaoqing went out with a dagger, cut off several circles of bark on the big tree designated by Yao Hu, and made nine rings for them to practice archery.
When I was ready, I turned around and saw Yaohu and Dashi climbing up to the platform carrying wild ducks and duck eggs, with smiles on their faces after harvesting.
Yao Hu smiled and said: "Xiao Qing, my father and Uncle Dashi shot three wild ducks with their arrows."
Yao Xiaoqing smiled and gave a thumbs up, "Awesome!"
Dashi also imitated her and said with a smile: "Xiao Qing is amazing!"
Yao Xiaoqing looked at him and laughed, "You haven't eaten food yet, have you? I made porridge and boiled duck eggs, and after eating we went down the mountain to work."
"Okay." Yaohu gave the wild duck to Uncle Chong and asked him to clean it up later, and also told him to keep the feathers.
Yao Hu was pushed to the ditch by Yao Xiaoqing and washed his hands before going into the cave to drink porridge and eat duck eggs.
Uncle Chong and others also went to the ditch to wash their hands. Everyone held bamboo bowls and said, "Hiss, hiss, hiss..."
The fragrance of the bamboo bowl and the soft, silky texture of the rice porridge made several people unable to stop. They took several sips before taking a bite of the duck egg.
Yaya sipped her porridge with squinted eyes. Her children, several years old, helped her with the work every day and never cried or fussed no matter how hard it was on the road.
Yun Amu looked at her and asked: "Xiaoqing, it would be great if millet seeds could cook such delicious food."
Yao Xiaoqing wanted to say that corn porridge is also delicious! Suddenly he thought that after the millet here is mashed, it is eaten in the shell. When he swallows it, his throat hurts.
"Shan Amu, when we harvest the millet seeds, let's remove the shells. The porridge made from the millet will also be delicious."
Shan'am looked at her and thought for a moment, "Remove the shells? Xiaoqing, the millet shells are not like duck egg shells, how can you peel off such a small grain?"
What Yao Xiaoqing was thinking about was: How many millet seeds can be grown by planting some seeds? I'm afraid that when they are collected, a bucket will not be full.
"There will be a way, wait until more corn is harvested."
After Yao Xiaoqing finished speaking, he put down the bowl and saw that the lard in the jar had been refined. The oil residue and fat slices had been deep-fried until they were burnt and shiny, and would be burnt if they continued to be refined. He hurriedly took out the firewood from the stove and stuffed it into the pot.
In the stove next to it, the remaining fire inside was covered with ashes. A large pot full of lard was made from the suet oil and fat of a wild boar.
Including the wild boar harvested today, the lard will be refined into two large jars of lard, which can be eaten for a while. Mufeng and the others will definitely hunt wild animals and return home. It seems that they will need to bake more earthen jars to prepare.
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Yun Amu smelled the fragrance of lard, pointed at the lard in the jar and asked: "Xiao Qing, is this the lard you are talking about?"
Yao Xiaoqing swallowed the duck egg in his mouth, "Yes, it is lard. Wait for the flowers to burn a few more pots and refine the oil from today's wild boar."
After hearing this, Hua nodded quickly, "I'll cook it later."
Yao Xiaoqing gestured to her and said: "Hua, make a few of this size to hold dried meat and lard, and then make a few as big as wooden basins. It's best to make more."
"Okay." Hua agreed with a smile, turned around and went out to step on the clay.
Yao Xiaoqing also warned Yun Amu and Shan Amu, "The jar has just been taken off the stove. Do not place it on the ground. You must use a wooden board to cushion it, otherwise the jar will be broken."
Yun Amu and Shan Amu nodded, "I understand, Xiaoqing."
The fat intestines and pork belly in the jar are also cooked, exuding the aroma of barbecue powder.
Yao Hu covered the fire with dust, stared at the earthen pot for a while, and said to Yao Xiaoqing with a smile: "Xiaoqing, this is the kind of pot that the Dawu tribe uses to exchange sheep."
Yao Xiaoqing laughed, "Then we have three jars, which are three sheep."
Yao Hu nodded seriously, "Yeah!" and laughed again.
Yao Xiaoqing asked Yao Hu to make several wooden shovels like the engineer's shovel, and Shan Amu cleaned the pig's internal organs.
Dashi and Shan helped Shui Bo and the others cut the wild boar into strips, while Yun Amu put the wild duck and meat strips on the stone slab to grill and dry them.
Yaohu quickly made a wooden shovel, Liuyun Amu and Hua were barbecuing meat and making clay pots at home, and everyone walked down the mountain.
Dashi walked a few steps, and after thinking about it, he turned back to look at Yaohu and said: "Chief, we used to eat food twice a day in the tribe, but here we have to eat three times a day. Can we save food for the winter?"
Yaohu thought of the people who stayed in the tribe to work in the past and only ate twice a day, just to save more food for the winter, and to exchange magic medicine and salt.
But every winter, some people still starve to death due to lack of food. Now three times a day, can they save food in winter? Is eating three times a day arranged by Xiaoqing, or should she tell her what she thinks?
"Xiao Qing, tell Uncle Dashi why you arrange to eat three times a day."
Everyone turned their attention to her. Yao Xiaoqing thought for a moment and looked at Yao Hu and said, "Father, do you think there is any difference in your work these days compared to before?"
"I know," Uncle Chong said with a smile, "I'm not as tired as before, and I'm not as hungry as I was before."
Uncle Shui looked at Yao Hu, took a step forward, bent towards him, and said: "Chief, in the past, in the tribe, the warriors could still eat enough, but those of us who couldn't go out to hunt were often so hungry that we ate grass roots. Every year
Those who starve to death in the winter are those who fail to go out to hunt.”
Shan'am also nodded, "Yes, chief, we look for food outside every day, and we are hungry every day, but we only get full when we come here. After eating, we are not tired from work, and our whole body is full of strength."
Yao Xiaoqing looked at Yao Hu and said, "Father, if everyone is full, we will have the strength to work, we can find more food, and we will not get sick easily. The gods say that food does not come from saving, but from everyone's hard work and willingness to plant seeds."
It is up to everyone to find what is harvested from the ground. As long as everyone works together, I believe we will save food for the winter so that no one will go hungry in the winter."
Everyone is thinking: Yes! If you are full, you will have the strength to work and you will not get sick easily. I think I will be able to eat well in the future and not go hungry.
After hearing this, Yao Hu thought for a while, looked at her confident smile, and then looked at the tribesmen looking at him, and nodded: "What the gods said makes sense. Father, I will listen to you, and it is you who will arrange the food in the future. Everyone
Did you hear what Xiaoqing said?"
Everyone said in unison: "I heard it, leader."
Yao Hu then turned to look at Yao Xiaoqing, "Xiaoqing, what do you think we should do next?"
Yao Xiaoqing pointed to the forest under the platform and said to Yao Hu: "Father, let's surround the entrance of the cave with chopped wood first, and then build a house. We won't worry about wild beasts entering the house and cave at night. We can wait until we have free time.
Enclose the whole area below, build houses inside, and open up land to grow food."
After hearing this, Yao Hu nodded, "Okay, let's go chop down the trees first." Yao Hu took the engineering shovel and led the tribesmen holding stone knives and axes to the forest to cut down the trees.
Yao Xiaoqing went back to the cave and took a small half of the pumpkin seeds and a few chili seeds picked out from the chili powder. He took the wooden shovel and took Shan Amu carrying taro and yam down the mountain to Shui Bo's restaurant.