Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming] - Chapter 83

It’s rare to have such a big celebration, and all the people who have fallen off prepared happily.

The orcs made various beautiful decorations from the bones, teeth, and feathers of various prey that they hunted before, and hung them on the walls and outside the door; the Asian beasts made a full set of new clothes out of animal skins.

With the needles made of bronze, threading the needles becomes much easier, and the efficiency of making clothes is also improved a lot.

Bai Xu made a set of clothes for Lie and Yong, and also made a set for Lu Er and Jiao.

When he came to deliver the clothes, Bai Xu also sighed: “Although the cold season is cold, the clothes are well prepared; it is not so easy to make clothes in the warm season.”

Their clothes in the warm season are woven with that kind of soft vines. They are cool to wear, but they are not abrasion-resistant and stretchy. They will not be long enough to be remade every year.

Lu Ye nodded: “Indeed.”

He was also looking for cotton, hemp, silkworm and other things that could provide fiber materials to make cloth silk, but he found nothing.

Mahogany tribes can now use animal hair to make clothing, but animal hair is limited after all, especially now that their hunting activities are gradually decreasing, and the amount of animal skin and animal hair obtained is less, and the cost-effectiveness of plant fiber is much higher than that of animal fiber.

Taking the clothes from Baixu, Lu Lin returned to his kitchen and continued to fight the flour.

He is trying to steam buns.

The bamboo in the bamboo forest provides them with abundant resources, and every household has a set of steamer made of bamboo.

Lu Lin usually steams millet or fish in a steamer, and this is the first time he tried steaming steamed buns.

The most important thing about steamed buns is fermentation. Lu Ling tried many fermentation methods when brewing various foods. Some of them are not suitable for brewing vinegar, but can be used to ferment flour.

The fermented dough is rolled into a ball and steamed on the pot to make a fat big steamed bun.

Although because of the rough craftsmanship, the steamed buns are not as white and fat as what Lu Yan eats in modern society, with a slight beige color, but the taste is not inferior to any kind of steamed bread that Lu Yan has eaten.

As soon as the staple food of steamed bread was introduced, it was welcomed by everyone.

Especially for the elderly and children, the mouth is not good, it is quite difficult to eat noodles and meat, only millet porridge tastes good. This kind of food called “mantou” is soft and velvety, and it smells like noodles, so it suits them too.

After Lu Er promoted the steamed buns, he began to study the noodle fish and the noodle mountain.

The dough is fermented by the method of making steamed buns, and the dough is made into various shapes of fish, mountains, houses, etc., colored with tomato juice, vegetable juice, etc., inlaid with bacon, candied dates and other foods, and steamed is beautiful. Huan’s artwork.

And it’s delicious.

This kind of practice, similar to playing with mud, immediately ignited the enthusiasm of all tribes-because Lu Wei said that on the New Year’s Eve, every family can display their own pasta at the door, and then they will light it up at each door. At the bonfire, everyone visited each other to admire everyone’s masterpieces.

Immediately, Ya Beast asked loudly: “Green ears, will you eat it well done?”

Lu Wei was stunned, did not understand what it meant, and subconsciously replied: “If you ask me to eat, I will definitely eat.”

The crowd burst into cheers.

Everyone worked hard and prepared to make the most beautiful and largest pasta on this day!

After all, on such an important day as their first Chinese New Year, being able to offer their beautiful food to Lu Ning to eat is the greatest to the Redwood tribe, who are full of gratitude and respect for Lu Ning. glory!

The horns turned black when the orcs were full of energy and cheering.

He didn’t think so much, but seeing the orcs almost took the posture of pursuing the Asian beasts, he was immediately unhappy: he was the only one who could enjoy the honor of giving food to Lu Ning by himself!

These **** are so beautiful!

He must be the best one!

Therefore, after Lu Er made this suggestion, the kitchen at home was immediately contracted by the corner.

Lu Ling was standing at the door of the kitchen with a cub in his arms, watching the corner concentrating on fighting the dough, with a few white sticks on his face, a little helpless and a little funny: “What do you value so much, I just mention a few for everyone. A lively project.”

The dough in the corner of the handle stretched a bit, and gritted his teeth: “No! Don’t try to grab it with me!”

It was the little lion in Lu Lin’s arms. He watched his father playing with the white “mud” alone. He was itchy and struggling. He still made the sound of “Ao Ao Ao” and wanted to pounce on him with the horns. play.

Lu Er held him down and tapped his little nose: “No, your upper panel will shed hair.”

The little lion gave a grieved “whoop”.

“It’s useless to sell cute.” Lu Yan softened his heart a little, still said, “Even if I let you go, your father will leave you behind.”

The horn turned his head back, and cooperated with him to make a fierce expression.

“If you can become a baby, it would be nice.” Lu Ling rubbed the lion’s fur, leaned over and kissed him, enjoying the soft fur of his own cub.

Because the little lion started to grow nails recently, Lu Wei was afraid that putting Lu Jiu and the other two cubs together would scratch them, so he kept Xiao Lu Jiu in his arms.

The lion cub is less than one year old, and his nails are not so easy to retract, and the two younger brothers don’t have fur to protect them.

Of course, Lu Er also wanted to play with a furry in his arms at any time.

The little lion didn’t know whether he understood it or not, so he looked around and started struggling towards the corner again.

Lu Er had to carry him away from the kitchen to save him from looking anxious.

Seeing the playful Bai Tuantuan getting further and further away from him, the little lion became anxious, suddenly he made a loud “whoop” in his mouth, and then turned into a white and tender child.

Lu Er was stunned for a moment: “Little wine?”

Xiao Lujiu himself was stunned for a moment, and stretched out his hand to take a look. The long-lost finger made him daze for a while, and then happily stuffed his thumb into his mouth.

—He can finally get thumbs up again!

He used to eat thumbs every day when he was in the human form, but after turning into a beast form, his hairy paws would be tasteless.

Looking at the two younger brothers chewing their fingers happily every day, Xiao Lujiu had long since envied him, but every time he wanted to eat his younger brothers’ fingers, he would be dissuaded by his father and father, which made him very wronged.

Now he has fingers to eat again!

Lu Lin came back to his senses, and hurriedly carried Xiao Lu Jiu into the kitchen: “Jiao, Xiao Jiu has turned back into a human form.”

Jiao turned around and saw the baby who was gnawing his thumb. He was stunned: “Why so fast?”

It has only been a few months since Xiaolujiu became a beast.

It lasted a year when he became a beast for the first time.

As a first-time father, he was actually not sure about the horns, so he patted the flour on his hands: “Let’s ask the priest.”

…

After entering the residence of Zhanhe Lao Ji, as soon as he entered the door, he saw a fat red bear and a golden lion lying together.

The golden lion scratched Chubby Bear’s back with his paws. Chubby Bear lay on the ground, making a symmetrical purr, as if he was already asleep.

“Mang?” Lu Wei looked at these two cozy animals questioningly, “What are you doing?”

Entering the cold season, in adulthood, like his father Teng, Mang is also particularly prone to sleepiness, and neither Lu Er nor Jiao’s move in to wake him up.

However, the golden-haired lion saw Lu Yan’s eyes light up and changed back to a human form, stood up and explained: “I borrowed a little fluff before, and in return, Mang asked me to tickle him while he was sleeping.”

Lu Yan looked down at Mang who was sleeping soundly, and said helplessly, “Mang is quite going to enjoy it.”

“What’s the matter with you?” As soon as Zhan finished speaking, he saw the flour stained on the face of the corner after entering the door. “Haha” laughed, “Brother, what’s wrong with your face?”

He laughed too loudly, and the red bear lying on the ground moved his ears, as if he was about to be awakened.

Zhan quickly stopped.

Jiao said in an angry manner: “The little wine has turned back into a human form. Let’s look for a sacrificial offering.”

The old sacrificial rituals were too old to bear the cold, and they refused to get down on the warm kang. Lu Er went in with Xiao Lujiu in his arms.

Hearing Lu Er’s intentions, the old priest took Xiao Lu Jiu over, looked up and down, and then returned the child, waving his hand perfunctorily: “Don’t worry, there are no problems. The cubs of the orcs are difficult to control at first. He needs to be guided by his father to transform himself.”

Now that Xiao Lu Jiu is okay, Lu Er and Jiao relieved and went back to continue making pasta.

Since Xiaojiu is now in human form, Lu Yan bathed him, washed him clean, and knead a dough for him alone for him to play with.

Thinking of treating him equally, he took the second and third children over, and gave them dough one by one.

The small kitchen couldn’t fit the family, so the battlefield of pasta was moved to the living room.

Jiao looked helplessly at the three bear children in front of him: “Lu Yan, how can I concentrate in this way.”

You have to prevent the little guys from falling down, staring at them and not robbing each other…

Lu Yan washed his hands, rolled up his sleeves, and came over with a smile and said, “I’m with you.”

When it was finally steamed on the pot, the horns made a beautiful deer, and Lu Ling made a little lion lying on his stomach.

As for the three cubs, they kneaded out a bunch of things that they didn’t know what they were, and put them on as crooked buns.

When it was steaming, Lu Ling washed off the flour from his hands, and said casually: “Are you making Xiaoan?”

The deer did something alike.

Unexpectedly, Jiao shook his head and said confidently: “Of course it was you.”

The human shape is not easy to make, so he made a deer—hasn’t Lu Yan noticed that he has a little green on the ears of the deer?

Lu Er did not pay attention and coughed: “Ah, yes.”

Jiao looked down at the look on Lu Er’s face, suddenly a guess flashed in his heart, and the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly collapsed: “Isn’t you what you did?”

Lu Er was a little embarrassed, but he didn’t want to lie when facing the corner. He coughed and apologized: “The little wine I made…Because the little wine has changed back to a human shape today, I want to be a little lion to commemorate it.”

Before he finished speaking, Jiao’s expression became extremely aggrieved. Obviously he was 1.9 meters tall, and looked at him grievously with his head down, his eyes were red.

Lu Wei couldn’t stand the look of Jiao, but this time he was indeed at a loss, so he quickly comforted him: “I’m sorry, I will be a big lion for you next time.”

Jiao reached out his hand to hug Lu Er’s waist, and his voice was deliberately squeezed out of sadness: “Do you like wine or me?”

Lu Er quickly patted him on the shoulder: “Of course I like you, Xiaojiu is our child.”

“But you don’t hit me anymore.”

“Fuck, do it now.”

“Then go to the kang.”

“Okay…huh?”