Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"In the last days, travel to ancient tribes to farm and build infrastructure ()"

It was almost noon.

Chang Xia prepared all the materials.

Of course, it cannot be said to be complete. Chang Xia has said everything that needs to be said, and the details need to be completed by the orcs themselves.

After all, Chang Xia had never been to the Gray Mist Grassland, let alone the Horubad Basin.

"Probably, it's finished."

Chang Xia stood up and moved his limbs.

He raised his head and looked up at the blue sky. It is rare that there is no change in the weather today, and the Lion Clan can build houses faster.

Depending on the situation, the time spent in the Tianshi tribe will be shortened.

This is a good thing for Chang Xia.

According to the original plan, Chang Xia planned the route in one month.

Unexpectedly, after personal experience.

It was only after Chang Xia realized that it was impossible to plan the route in a month.

"Ling'er, what did you say for lunch?"

Here, Chang Xia was just talking about what to have for lunch, when the conversation of Maple Leaf Honeydew came from outside the stone house. Judging from the tone of voice, the two seemed to be in a good mood.

"Why are you two chatting so happily?" Chang Xia put Bai Ling'er on his shoulders, smiled and walked out of the stone house slowly. The heat is coming.

Chang Xia was a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help squinting his eyes.

"The lion tribe who went out to build the road today sent back news that they found traces of rock cattle in the southwest area of ​​the rock clump." Maple Leaf said excitedly.

Having eaten rock cattle last time, Maple Leaf thought about eating them again.

However, the whereabouts of rock cattle are more difficult to catch than springbok, and it is useless to think about them.

Milu said: "Depending on the situation, we should be able to eat fresh rock beef tonight."

Chang Xia smiled and shook his head.

The orcs seemed to be led astray by her, thinking about their appetite all day long.

"Patriarch Senlu brought a lot of vegetables, and we will have pasta for lunch today."

Tomato egg noodles, diced egg noodles, vegetarian and meat, very good. The lion tribe has a strong taste, and the whole meal is chili barbecue. After eating two meals, Chang Xia is a little bit overwhelmed.

"What face?"

"Cold vermicelli."

"Neither, tomato egg noodles, diced eggplant noodles, and spicy oil."

Listen to this.

Maple Leaf Honeydew's eyes brightened.

This name sounds fresh, is it a new food?

"You two help tidy up the rattan basket. I want to use tomatoes and purple fruits. Milu remembers to ask Macaam to get some bird eggs." Chang Xia rolled up her long hair and began to prepare lunch. Building a stone house is no easier than building a kiln. After a busy morning, Chang Xia naturally didn't want Shen Rong to go hungry.

The tomatoes are steamed and peeled, and the diced purple fruits are salted and dehydrated.

At the same time, prepare minced meat.

"Honeydew and some fruit powder too." Chang Xia said loudly.

She didn't know if the orcs such as the patriarch Senlu would come over, it wouldn't hurt to prepare more. After all, the orcs have a big appetite, and they are not afraid of too much, but worried about not having enough to eat.

With a bucket in hand, he washed the stone slabs in front of the grass shed. Later, I need a slate to knead the dough and roll it out. Fruit fan, Chang Xia is willing to call him a universal fan.

Vermicelli, dough.

Either way can be done.

In this world, there is really no food better than ginkgo.

Except, you can't eat it steamed like rice. There are really many ways to eat ginkgo. What Changxia has developed so far is just a drop in the bucket.

Milu excitedly finds Maca.

Maca arranged for the lion tribe orcs to send two baskets of bird eggs and three bags of fruit powder.

"Chang Xia, do you need my help?" Maca asked.

Before Maca got close, Chang Xia kept sneezing. She stretched out her hand, looked at Maca with weird eyes, and asked, "Maca, what were you doing just now? This smell, I smell a bit wrong."

Maca laughed twice, slightly embarrassed.

"Milu came to look for me. I happened to be teaching Qinghe how to cook three-pepper soup. Is it very smelly? I thought it was all scattered."

At noon, stew three pepper soup.

Chang Xia should say that fortunately the stone house they are in is far enough away from the patriarch's house on the shore.

Wake up the dough here, start to beat the eggs and stir, and fry the toppings.

"Chang Xia, how many eggs do you need to lay?" Feng Ye opened his mouth and asked,

The movement of the hand didn't stop, and he took the bird's egg and knocked it lightly against the edge of the wooden basin, and broke it with his hand.

Maple Leaf is super proficient in the unique skill of knocking birds' eggs.

Chang Xia said: "You make two pots, then stir evenly."

On the side, Milu grabbed the salted purple fruit diced, with a look of disgust.

"Chang Xia, this purple fruit is tasteless, are you sure you can use it for fried toppings?" Milu disliked that purple fruit is a vegetable, and said: "I think it's better to use roasted meat as a topping, and the noodles are more delicious."

Listening, Chang Xia couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"You want to eat barbecue powder, but I didn't stop you." Chang Xia complained speechlessly, everyone of them disliked the bad vegetables, so if they had the ability, don't eat them later. However, Chang Xia didn't say anything, as for Milu's thick skin, she would still eat what she should.

shy, embarrassed.

What is that, she doesn't know.

Chang Xia took the wooden basin from Maca's hand and began to season the minced meat in the wooden basin. Eggplant noodles, no, it should be said whether the purple fruit noodles are good or not, the key lies in the pickling and dehydration of the purple fruit noodles, plus the seasoning of the minced meat.

After processing well, you can eat smooth and tender purple fruit diced noodles.

If it is not done well, it will probably become a vegetable flavor that honeydew hates.

After a while, Chang Xia ordered Maple Leaf to heat up the pot and started frying the toppings. The toppings are easy to fry, and Chang Xia directly stir-fries the maple leaf honeydew, and she starts to clean the rolling pin. This rolling pin was made by Shen Rong when Chang Xia was in the Sirius Tribe.

One meter long, Wu Neng can be used as a stick, and Wen Neng can be used on a chopping board to make pasta.

"Chang Xia, what are you doing with a wooden stick?" Maca asked in surprise, slightly startled.

She just smelled the smell of eggplants and eggs in a pot, and her imagination was running wild. If you want to speak, let the honeydew come out and taste it. After all, it was the first time she knew that the tomato and bird eggs in the foggy grassland were fried together, and the taste was so special.

This smell can make people eat a few pieces of barbecue just by smelling it.

Chang Xia rinsed the rolling pin repeatedly with clean water, without looking up, replied: "This is a rolling pin, I will use it to roll out noodles later. When the dough wakes up, use the rolling pin to roll out the noodles, and eat tomato egg noodles and purple fruit diced noodles for lunch." , need to use this kind of wooden stick."

The noodles rolled out with a rolling pin are stronger and smoother.

The taste is naturally better.

She didn't have the opportunity to toss before, but Chang Xia's body made it impossible for her to toss.

Now that there is an opportunity, how could Chang Xia be willing to miss it? She wished she could restore the flour and noodles she had eaten in her mind one by one.

At first, I was hungry.

The second is to comfort homesickness.

"Roll surface--"

Several people near the stone house looked at each other in blank dismay.

I didn't ask any more, thinking that this rolling noodle should be a new dish.

Probably like the extruder before, when it comes to the extruder, Maple Leaf wants to eat raw rice noodles. The tribe has not eaten raw rice noodles for a long time since they made the dry rice noodles from Changxia. Feng Ye swallowed her saliva, thinking about the freshly squeezed rice noodles secretly.

Thinking about it, waiting for a chance to talk to Chang Xia.

"What is Chang Xia doing?"

"It seems to be pressing the dough with a wooden stick, is it playing?"

"Nonsense, Chang Xia must be cooking new food."

Chang Xia guessed right, Senlu Patriarch and the others really followed Shen Rong. Along with him, there were Elder Siman and the head of the bank, and other lion orcs also wanted to come. Except for Jie and Siman, a few lion orcs who were familiar with Shen Rong, the rest of the lion orcs were driven away by the head of the bank. Walk.

The reason was that there was not enough manpower, and Chang Xia couldn't cook lunch for so many orcs by himself.