As soon as this question came up, the people of the Blackwater Tribe, who were originally laughing, became quiet all of a sudden.
They all had a nervous look on their faces.
After all, the more taro production, the better. If there are not many, then there is nothing to be happy about.
The young man was usually in the mountains and forests. He thought about taro, a plant that was often seen, and his eyes lit up. And in the swamp, I remember that a lot of taro grew in the East Lake Great Swamp to the east of us, but now it should wither in winter."
As soon as he said this, Lin Fufu raised his eyebrows, looked at the high priest and said, "Even if the stalks of the taro are withered, you can still recognize them, but it will take more effort to dig out the taro and taro in the swamp."
The high priest hurriedly laughed and said, "As long as there is food to eat, it doesn't matter if you work hard."
The other members of the Blackwater Tribe also laughed, feeling relieved.
If others don't know, don't they themselves know
Since the boy said that the East Lake Great Swamp stretches for hundreds of miles in all directions, he can always dig some taro.
Someone said, "Miss Lin, don't worry, it's better to work harder than to starve to death. We are all grateful to you and Mr. Bei!"
Someone spoke first, and the rest followed suit.
Naturally, Lin Fufu didn't understand what they said, and looked at the high priest with a smile.
The high priest's face was complicated for a moment. The members of the Blackwater tribe were very xenophobic, but they were extremely tolerant towards Miss Lin.
But thinking about it, Miss Lin did find something edible for the Blackwater Tribe. The people of her own tribe are grateful to her.
So, with a smile, he translated the words of the Heishui tribe to Lin Fufu.
Lin Fufu and Huangfu Jin looked at each other.
The main purpose of their staying here is for these ordinary people. Since the people of the Heishui Department appreciate their kindness and appreciate their kindness, they don't care about anything else.
"High Priest, Lord Chief, Miss Lin and Mr. Bei not only found taro, but also found other edible things!" The chief and the tribe were happy to add when the young man saw the high priest.
"Oh? Is there anything else edible? Take it out and have a look!" Before the high priest could ask, Yelan hurriedly urged.
The boy asked his companions to open the cloth bag containing Malan head, shepherd's purse and water celery.
Yelan saw that these were all wild vegetables, and his face was not very good at the moment.
Especially after seeing water celery, his face became even more ugly, and he frowned at the boy, "How did you get this poisonous weed back? How did you do it?"
Seeing that the chief was angry, the young man fell silent. Lin Fufu saw how pitiful he was with his neck bowed and his head bowed, and said, "I ordered this to be brought back, and it has nothing to do with them."
"This is poisonous weed!" Yelan stared at Lin Fufu's face.
Although she didn't question her in public, her attitude has already explained her accusation against Lin Fufu.
The scene fell silent for an instant, waiting for Lin Fufu's explanation.
"Whether this water celery is poisonous or not, I don't know yet?" Lin Fufu smiled coldly, walked to the bag of water celery, reached out and broke off a section of sprout, put it in his mouth, chewed and said: " When I first saw this water celery today, I had already eaten it once, so I might as well eat it again for you to see."
People from the Heishui Ministry exclaimed when they saw Lin Fufu eating this "poisonous weed", and some kind-hearted people even stopped them, but Lin Fufu couldn't understand what they said.
The high priest and Yelan were also stunned.
They didn't expect that Lin Fufu would use this method to prove that the plant called water celery was not poisonous.
"Now that I've eaten it, you all believe that water celery is not poisonous, right? In our Wei Dynasty, it was a common vegetable. When it was green and green, many poor people would go to the fields to cut water celery and eat it." Lin Fufu looked at The high priest and Yelan had open eyes.
The high priest nodded hurriedly, "I think we have misunderstood ourselves. We in the Black Water Department feed our staple food with meat all the year round. What we grow are rice, wheat, and some beans. Vegetables are really rare and we don't know them. Over the years, we have I thought this water celery was a poisonous weed, but since Miss Lin helped us refute the rumor, that's really great!"
After saying this, the high priest winked at Yelan, meaning to ask Yelan to accompany Lin Gospel, but Yelan remained indifferent.
The high priest sighed inwardly, and had no choice but to continue talking to Lin Fufu, "Miss Lin, how do you eat these dishes?"
Lin Fufu smiled slightly, "I happen to be very good at cooking. If the high priest and the chief want me to teach you how to cook various dishes, then at least you have to show some sincerity."
Yelan frowned when she heard the words, and her eyes flashed fiercely. She knew what Lin Fufu meant, and it was still a matter of the contract.
She was about to speak when she was pulled back by the high priest, who looked at Lin Fufu lovingly and said, "According to the logic, our Heishui Department should show some sincerity to Miss Lin and Mr. Bei, but Miss Lin and Mr. The things Mr. Bei found today can’t solve the big problems of our Black Water Department, even if you teach us how to cook...”
The high priest shook his head before he finished speaking, and everything that followed was silent.
Yelan finally found a chance to speak, and said with a cold face: "Teaching our people from the Black Water Department to cook can be regarded as a thankless job to help us? Doesn't Miss Lin know that our Black Water Department has a big pot? Can we cook crispy meat and eat it? We have such a time-saving and labor-saving method, why should we learn your cooking method?"
"Today, I will use the dishes I brought back to cook for you. Only by experiencing everything can you know how it is." Lin Fufu smiled lightly, not worried at all after the high priest and Yelan finished eating the dishes she made. Also rejected her.
The high priest and Yelan looked at each other, and both felt that Lin Fufu was too confident.
"High Priest, please help build a few large stoves." Lin Fufu asked the High Priest for help, but she didn't bother to talk to Yelan.
The high priest even said yes.
Yelan didn't intend to just let it go, and stared into Lin Fufu's eyes and asked directly: "Miss Lin came back after only looking for these things today, don't you need to go out to look for it?"
As soon as these words came out, Huangfu Jinjun's eyes froze, and a murderous look flashed quickly.
Lin Fufu was neither angry nor angry, and said with a smile: "I went out and found a few edible things for you, which is pretty good. If Chief Yelan is not satisfied, you can try to go out and look for it yourself. If you don’t know if you can eat it, just bring some back and show me, and then come back and eat the dishes I made.”
Yelan choked at what she said.
They just asked her to go out and look for it, and bring some samples back to identify what she found. This request is not too much.
As the chief of a tribe, what can't he do for the people of the tribe
Seeing that the two were fighting again, the high priest sighed helplessly, looked at Yelan and said, "The chief still has a lot of things to do, so you can go to the big tent first, and leave this place to the old man."
Yelan just flicked her sleeves, and went to her big tent with a gloomy face.
The high priest has called for people to help set up the big stove.
In fact, it is very simple, that is, build it with big blocks on both sides, leave a little distance in the middle, and put a big iron pot on it, which is commonly known as a big pot and stove.
The big iron pot of the Blackwater Tribe is huge.
Because no matter how many generations their children and grandchildren are, they live together as a family. There is no saying that some families in Da Wei will separate when they have more children and grandchildren. Therefore, the more children and grandchildren there are, the bigger the big iron pot at home, because more meat needs to be cooked.
Lin Fufu asked people to wash the Malan head, shepherd's purse, and water celery and put them aside for later use.
At this time, the old guide just came back with the rest of the people.
They fought against more than a dozen bags of taro taro and the processed wild boar. In addition, they also hunted two other adult wild boars.
The two adult wild boars were not dead yet, they were carried back with their four feet tied up and hung on wooden sticks, and they were still dying.
Lin Fufu was overjoyed to see that the two wild boars were still alive.
She hurriedly said to the high priest: "High priest, hurry up and get someone to bleed these two big wild boars... Wait, find me two clean wooden barrels first!"
The high priest quickly asked for two wooden barrels.
Lin Fufu asked for salt again. He put three tablespoons of salt in a wooden bucket, scooped a few scoops of cold water into the wooden bucket, and then asked people to shake the wooden bucket to fully melt the salt.
After everything was ready, Lin Fufu asked someone to take the barrel to pick up the wild boar blood.
All the people in the Black Water Department are good butchers. They raised their knives and dropped their hands, bleeding profusely. After a while, they received two large buckets of blood.
The high priest then asked Lin Fufu, "Miss Lin, what do you want this wild boar blood for?"
"Cooking." Lin Fufu spat out two words.
"Cooking?" The high priest murmured and repeated. No one in the Blackwater Tribe had ever used the blood of animals to cook, nor did they know that the blood of animals could be used for cooking.
"You don't know that wild boar blood can be used for cooking, right?" Lin Fufu guessed it just by looking at the high priest's expression.
Before the high priest could speak, Huangfu Jin, who was sitting on the sidelines watching the excitement, said, "I didn't know that animal blood can be used for cooking."
"Why don't you know? There is a slaughterhouse in your fief, and I went to your slaughterhouse to buy blood of cattle and sheep." Lin Fufu glared at him.
In fact, Huangfu Jin just wanted to find a sense of presence in front of Lin Fufu, and she didn't care if she exposed it all at once, and asked, "Then according to your intention, the wild boar will be used later?"
Lin Fufu raised his head and said with a smile: "Naturally, I'm going to cook you a pig-killing dish today, do you dare to eat it?"
Huangfu Jin has always disliked eating animal offal. In his impression, he has never eaten these, but in fact he has eaten them, such as haggis vermicelli soup, haggis hot pot...
It's just that when he ate those, it was related to Lin Fufu. Since he had forgotten Lin Fufu, naturally he couldn't remember that he had eaten them.
But now Lin Fufu said to make "pig-killing dishes" for him, and he immediately pleased him, "If you can make it, I will dare to eat it, son."
He raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, looking at Lin Fufu's phoenix eyes.