Chen Chao looked at Wu like this, and he was also very helpless. Sure enough, he told a lie, and he had to tell another lie to make up for it.
And he didn't expect Wu's reaction to be so big, but he had to wait for Wu's mood to calm down before continuing to explain.
Finally, the little old man with the horns on his head stopped crying and howling. Chen Chao fed him some water and said, "Isn't it all for them? Do you think this salt stone is different from the ones you have seen before?" .”
The little old man with the ram's horns twitched and nodded, and Super Chen continued as if coaxing a child, "I didn't teach them how to make it like this. They still have to eat those salty stones with a strange taste." , and the Xianshi Cave belongs to us in autumn."
The little old man must not be able to understand such a long sentence all at once, but after communicating with Chen Chao for so long, he has figured out a special method for capturing keywords.
For example, in this long passage, he successfully captured "They won't... good saltstone... fall... us."
Although he only listened to the general meaning, but generally speaking it was good, he was satisfied now and stopped making noise. Chao Chen ordered another stone basin and wooden sticks to be brought, and began to hustle the rice, preparing to cook a meal of bacon and cabbage for the tribe, which was still dry.
Leaders Yuan and Wu looked at what Chen Chao was making that looked like grass seeds, but they had seen this thing before. Because when he was helping Super Chen move things, Super Chen had a big animal skin bag filled with such things, and he asked them to keep it well.
They were still wondering what to do with collecting so many grass seeds, and they couldn't eat them directly in their mouths.
Now I see that Chen Chao is grinding it in a stone basin and boiling it in water, and it doesn't seem to have any fragrance. The salty meat that was put down together has a bit of a smell, so troublesome to make, it must be bad!
While watching over the heat of the pottery pot, Super Chen taught other people in the tribe to grind two more bags of small animal skins for rice, and just now he took off a small bag by himself. In the future, if rice is really going to be a staple food, a convenient and fast shelling machine must be considered.
While thinking about it, the people around gradually dispersed, because the bacon and cabbage rice was not ready so quickly. Seeing that Da Zhuang and Yi, who were shelling the rice, were not very interested, it was obvious that they had spent most of the day working abroad. Super Chen wouldn't blame them either, because they really hadn't eaten it, and they didn't have this concept in their minds. See if they cook it later, and let them hustle the rice in the future, so they won't be so fast that they can fly.
So Chen Chao asked someone to take another stone pot, and began to shell a small bag of animal skins himself. A total of fifteen small animal skins of rice were brought back, five of which were boiled this time, and the remaining ten bags, together with the previous big bag, were reserved for planting grain, and they were sown in the rice fields in the spring of next year.
Before the bacon and cabbage rice was ready, the rich aroma from the clay pot had already attracted a group of people who were rubbing straw ropes nearby. I saw them wriggling their noses, what smell? Why is it so fragrant
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This fragrance~~ is simply irresistible~~~
Did it float out of the clay pot that the deputy leader was working on? Is the seed of that kind of grass so fragrant after being boiled! !
The little old man with the ram's horns also smelled the fragrance, and he twitched his body trying to find the source of the fragrance. There's no way, it will be like this if you cry too much...
Chen Chao counted the time, and when he thought it was almost time, he uncovered the pottery pot. The salty smell of bacon mixed with rice, and finally mixed with a little cabbage diffused instantly. Be intoxicated.
Da Zhuang and Yi next to him had already sucked their saliva wildly, and the wooden sticks under their hands were already husking the rice so fast that they flew up. Even so, they were still able to fix their eyes on the clay pot.
So fragrant, so fragrant~~~My mother~~~ Why are the seeds of this kind of grass so fragrant, they are still white, and they look so delicious!
ヽ(≧□≦)ノWhy did it take so long before? If it was done faster, wouldn’t it be possible to eat it now? woo woo woo~~~
Chen Chao first filled a small bowl for a certain little old man whose head was almost in the pot, and then filled a bowl for Yuan who was frantically twisting the straw rope. Because if we don't give our chief a bowl first, the grass rope in his hand will replace the wood for drilling fire, and it will be directly rubbed by his invincible Hercules palm to soar into the sky.
Then he poured out another bowl, (﹃﹣)~→ squinting at a little prince with a javelin who was still looking at people with his chin even though the wooden stick under his hand was dancing fast, and gestured to hand it to Da Zhuang next to him.
Although the eyes of the javelin little prince were slightly closed, he thought that this would make it impossible for people to guess his thoughts. But who has been swallowing so loudly? Whose Adam's Apple keeps rolling up and down
Who else but a certain arrogant little javelin prince
So life advice, when you are greedy, lift your chin too high, the crown will not fall off, and of course the saliva will not stay from the corner of your mouth, because it will only be seen by others when you swallow saliva quietly.
Da Zhuang was the next person to take the pottery bowl, and Chao Chen also filled a bowl for himself. This pot of rice is enough for seven people, and everyone only ate half a bowl.
I forgot to mention that the remaining two people are the little old man who just took the bowl and the invincible Hercules Palm Yuan. The two of them were just as soon as Chen Chao turned around to serve the arrogant little javelin prince. Finished the rice with bacon and cabbage in the bowl.
That pottery bowl, tsk tsk tsk, not a single grain of leftovers was seen, and it was probably wrapped in a layer of paste by these two people. No, the two pottery bowls stretched out in the air, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, I want more!
Come on, the food that was originally reserved for Cyclops and Yi was eaten up by these two guys, and he didn't let go of the crispy rice at the bottom of the clay pot, so it's urgent for Da Zhuang and Yi next to him!
Gritting his teeth tightly, the wooden stick under his hand was pounding fast~
After eating the rice crust, it was confirmed that there was no more grain of rice in the pot. After a moment of disappointment, the two of them seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.
No, I didn't pull a single body, I didn't twist a straw rope, and I sharpened my knife to the rice.
This time it was cheaper for Chen Chao, after all, he didn't get much rice in the stone basin. Then he lifted up the wooden sticks for the senior officials of the Yuan Tribe in the past two days, and pounded and pounded -------- the speed and efficiency surprised Super Chen, and then he looked to the side, hehe, the two next to him also If you don't give in too much, it's even worse.
They were all several times faster than Chen Chao's previous husking of the rice. After husking this batch of rice, they focused on the remaining ten bags of small animal skins.
It was still not enough for Chen Chao to talk badly, and in the end he had to coerce and lure them, and finally he spoke earnestly and earnestly, which made them dispel the thought of eating all the rice now.
It is similar to this kind of "plant this in the soil in spring, and more will grow in autumn, and there will be endless rice. If you eat it now, you will have nothing to eat in the future." Repeated several times.
In the end, it was Wu Heyuan who understood the righteousness, and they didn't give up until Chen Chao promised to bring out the next pot and fill each of them with a full bowl.
As for Da Zhuang and He Yi wanting to speak out, that is impossible. You can't squeak, and even the witches and leaders of your own tribe can only eat this. They were very satisfied with the taste at the very beginning.
According to the gaudy things made by the people like myself, it is estimated that it is enough for the people of the hunting team to have a taste. Those who are half-sized will probably get even less, let alone other people.
In the final distribution, Chen Chao still further reduced the share of the hunting team in the village. A pottery pot + a small bag of animal skins + a small piece of bacon + a small piece of cabbage leaves, the cooked food is enough for seven people, and there is a deduction. Throw away the full bowl of the two big guys.
The rest is really only enough for a few mouthfuls per person, and the hunting team will get a little more, about four mouthfuls, three for half-sized ones, and so on.
As for why it is so economical to let everyone eat it, because Chen Chao wants the whole tribe to taste this taste.
Because only if they really tasted it and tasted this taste that they had never had before, they will be able to work harder if they are asked to transform paddy fields and plant rice in the coming year.
Not out of a kind, because the boss (tribal leader) asked me to do it, I don't know why, and I don't know what to do if I do it well.
There must be something that I know what it is, and if this thing is planted, we can eat as much as we want with our open bellies, just like witches and leaders. This thing is planted, and it is such a concept that we planted it for ourselves.