Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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"Long summer—"

"They're back!"

Followed to the wasteland north of Baihu Lake, the joyful voice of the xylophone came, and then quickly stepped forward to grab the anaconda skin from Chang Xia's hand. She raised her eyes and looked at Chang Xia seriously to confirm whether she was injured.

"Xylophone, I'm fine." Chang Xia explained with a smile, and said, "Elder Pukang and Elder Senda hunted an anaconda snake, and we have to go back several times before we can bring back all the anaconda meat. tribe."

"Besides the anaconda snake, there are thousands of other snakes that need to be skinned and gutted."

"Xylophone Eminem, we'll talk about it later when we get back to the tribe."

Maple Leaf and the others spoke, promptly urging Xylophone and the others to stop talking, and wait until they returned to the tribe. This trip sent the snake carcass and anaconda meat back to the tribe, and they had to return to the wilderness in time, and several elders were still staying there.

"Look at me—"

"Go, go back to the tribe."

Soon, a group of people marched towards the tribe holding torches.

Elder Dalai stood on the other side of the wall of the White Lake and watched, confirming that the clansmen had returned safely, but he did not show up. In the same way, Gen drove back to the tribe from Qingshan in the evening, and was held down by the elder Yami to guard the tribe.

He watched the torch coming towards the tribe from a distance.

So, I couldn't help but greeted him.

Without saying a word, Gen took the rattan basket from Nanfeng's hand. The rest of the clansmen who came forward stepped forward to take the rattan baskets from the others.

Thousands of snake corpses are really too many, even if the smell of blood is dealt with.

Even if you get close, you can still smell the pungent smell of blood.

If this smell doesn't need some special measures, it probably won't dissipate in three to five days.

As a result, soon an old man walked out of the tribe holding a clay pot. They reached into clay pots, grabbed handfuls of deodorant powder, and sprinkled them around.

With the pouring of the deodorizing powder, the smell of blood condensed in the night wind gradually weakened. After all, the tribe is fully prepared, unlike in the southern wilderness, where the smell can only be removed by simple and crude methods such as burying or burning wormwood.

"Em, we need empty wicker baskets."

"Xylophone Eminem, bring us a few cans of deodorant powder."

Obviously, Maple Leaf Nanfeng is going to go to the southern wilderness again. The dense forest and wilderness have been treated simply, but the smell of blood needs to be further removed to prevent wild beasts from farther away from smelling the smell and entering the vicinity of the tribe's habitat, which is very dangerous.

Shaoqing.

Empty rattan baskets and deodorant powder were brought over.

A group of people stayed in the tribal square except Chang Xia, and all of them picked up rattan baskets and headed towards the wilderness south of Baihu Lake. Along with them, there are other members of the tribe.

If there are many people, you can save a few trips.

"White meat, white meat with fragrance."

"Idiot! Can't you recognize me like this?"

"Anaconda meat, this is the meat of the snake spirit anaconda snake enshrined by the snake clan."

Immediately, the old people in the Tribal Square talked a lot. Don't look down on them, when they were young, they were all ruthless people.

Otherwise, it is impossible to recognize anaconda meat at a glance.

Let's talk, the tribe is not slow to start.

One person squatted in a rattan basket and began to peel the snake skin for snake gallbladder. Although it was inconvenient, no one suggested going to the White River to deal with it.

A little bloody smell can be dealt with on the side of the Baihe River. Thousands of snake corpses are not a small number. Even though they knew that there were no river beasts in the White River, the clansmen did not dare to take the risk.

There are no river beasts, but there are big fish.

In short, the tribe is still very cautious about things that are too risky.

The tribal elders here handled the snake corpse neatly.

Chang Xia drank the chicken soup passed by the xylophone, and began to experiment with how to preserve the anaconda meat. Such a big boa snake cannot be wasted.

To make the best use of everything, it is necessary to ensure that all anaconda meat can be properly processed.

"Frying and preserving will consume a lot of oil—" Xylophone lamented.

Boa snake meat itself does not have much fat. If you want to preserve it by frying, you must take out a lot of oil. This is a bit difficult.

So, Chang Xia tried the second solution after drinking the chicken soup.

Make anaconda meat into jerky or jerky.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and it is not safe to smoke and dry at this time. but,

If you really can't find a feasible method, you can only take a risk.

Big deal, the tribe eats anaconda meat every day.

After being smoked and dried, it cannot be stored for a long time in hot weather, but it is still possible in a short period of time, which is why there is no rush in the long summer.

When Shen Rong and others returned to the tribe for the second time.

Chang Xia successfully made dried meat and jerky here.

The jerky is bright in color, but the jerky is ugly. However, both taste very good.

"Come on, try them all." Chang Xia greeted.

The clansmen in Tribal Square have all tasted dried meat and dried meat. Older people prefer dried meat, while younger people feel that dried meat is more chewy.

However, the clansmen feel that both are very good.

Everyone memorized Chang Xia's steps in making jerky and jerky carefully, thinking that if they hunted a large wild animal in the future, they would try it out.

Time is running out, whether it is making jerky or jerky, use high heat.

In fact, if the time is not tight.

Slow-roasted meat jerky tastes even better.

Shen Rong opened his mouth, and took the jerky from Chang Xiawei's mouth.

"It's very fragrant and tastes very special."

On the side, Nan Feng pushed Shen Rong away, opened his mouth, and said, "Chang Xia, I want it too. Quickly feed me two pieces—"

Upon hearing this, Maple Leaf Kongshan and others.

They crowded over one after another, clamoring for Chang Xia to feed them.

It was rare for Shen Rong not to change his face. With a smile in his mouth, he moved two steps to the side to make it easier for Chang Xia to feed the others dried meat. He was holding the jerky that Chang Xia had stuffed in his hand, biting into small mouthfuls, with a dark expression on his face.

"Chang Xia, should anaconda be made into jerky or jerky?" Nanfeng asked while eating the jerky.

In fact, the fresh taste of anaconda meat is the best.

Unfortunately, it happened to be a warm season.

Chang Xia shook his head lightly, and explained: "Probably not."

"No." Gen put down the rattan basket and explained: "I will leave some for the tribe to eat fresh. The rest will be considered for preservation. It will be made into jerky or dried meat, or smoked and oiled." Fried anaconda meat."

"I'll try the fruit powder later to see if I can make anaconda sausage—" Chang Xia tilted his head, pondering.

She also knows that anaconda meat tastes best when it is fresh.

However, the weather is too hot.

Fresh ones are perishable.

If it can be made into anaconda sausage, the taste will be fresher than other methods.

Hearing this, Chang Xia figured out a new way of survival.

Root and others were very excited.

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Chang Xia hurriedly explained, and said, "Don't worry. The anaconda sausage probably won't be able to be preserved for too long, at most it will be extended for ten days and a half months."

"That's good too!" Root sighed.

In the current weather, the meat of the anaconda snake can be stored for up to three days. After three days, even if it is stored at a low temperature in a cave, it will gradually rot.

With reminders from Wu and Chang Xia, the clansmen all know that rotten meat cannot be eaten.

After eating, you may get sick.

Therefore, the people of the Heluo tribe never eat rotten meat.

Root yelled at the clansmen, and went to the south wilderness again. Leave the tribal square to Chang Xia and the others to continue to ponder, trying to use various methods to preserve all the anaconda meat.

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