Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Yo! It smells so good, what's for breakfast?"

After a while, Nuan Chun wandered over from the tribe.

Influenced by Changxia, the overall painting style of the Heluo tribe has become weird. Even talking is out of tune with Twilight Forest, and of course he is getting more and more greedy, walking further and further on the foodie road...

Because of the approaching delivery, Nuan Chun seemed to be getting more and more lazy.

As they walked, they all looked a little out of breath, and seemed powerless. Even, there are symptoms of drowsiness like early pregnancy.

This made Chang Xia and the others very worried, and hoped that Wu would come over as soon as possible.

"Stewed chicken with yam, fruit powder pancakes and barbecue. Besides, there is also a beggar chicken buried in the stove by Chang Xia." Nan Feng pointed at the bottom ash in the stove, his eyes almost filled with curiosity.

She has been watching since Chang Xia buried the pheasant in the stove.

this moment.

Breakfast is almost eaten.

She still didn't see Chang Xia digging out the mud ball, perhaps it was buried in ashes, and there was no smell, which made Nan Feng even more curious.

"What's a chicken?" Nuan Chun blinked, and leaned back on the chair with her belly in her hands, trying to make herself more comfortable.

In a few days, the cave dwelling of Changxia's family was completed.

She can plan her own and Shan Kun's cave dwellings, and she feels motivated just thinking about it. However, Nuan Chun couldn't help yawning after thinking about it, she had just woken up not long ago, why was she sleepy again?

"Sharp-billed beasts, there are sharp-billed beasts and double-eared beasts hidden everywhere in the tribe, the bushes, and the reeds of the White Lake." Nan Feng couldn't help complaining. Choose to skin like a beast...

Today, under Chang Xia's guidance, Nanfeng realized that to deal with the sharp-billed beast, he had to use hot water to remove its hair, and it had to be cut open to clean its internal organs.

Fortunately, Chang Xia didn't bother to think so deeply.

Could it be that poor health can light up wisdom skills?

In this regard, apart from Chang Xia, even Wu and Bai Qing didn't know as much as Chang Xia. On the contrary, Shen Rong seemed to be able to keep up with Chang Xia's thinking rhythm.

"Sharp-billed beast, who is tastier than fish?" Nuan Chun asked.

She didn't doubt whether the sharp-billed beast could be eaten. Chang Xia opened her mouth, and if she couldn't eat it, she would become able to eat it. Nuan Chun is only curious, which creature Chang Xia named chicken tastes better than fish?

Sure enough, foodies are invincible.

Chang Xia: ?(???????)?

She used to worry about whether the tribe could accept the change in diet?

Looking back now, I really thought too much.

Whether it tastes good or not is more important than what to eat.

"Each has its own merits." Chang Xia covered his twitching mouth and said four words.

In Chang Xia's eyes, as long as it is meat, it is delicious.

Yes, carnivorous creatures are such a fraternity.

As long as it is meat, we all love it.

"Nanfeng, give Nuan Chun half a bowl of stewed chicken with yam to taste the saltiness, and tell Shen Rong and the others to wash their hands and face to prepare for dinner." Chang Xia's words fell silent, and he started.

Nanfeng couldn't wait to respond, and quickly started.

While scooping up soup for Nuanchun, I didn't forget to prepare it for myself. While walking towards Shen Rong, he gulped down the stewed chicken soup with yam.

The aroma is long and mellow, and the stewed chicken with yam is more fragrant than the stewed meat with yam.

Yam stewed meat is fresh and sweet, while yam stewed chicken is rich and silky. Take a sip, and the fragrance travels all the way through the mouth and into the throat.

Even though his tongue was so hot that he couldn't stand it, Nan Feng didn't want to spit out the chicken soup.

"No!"

Nan Feng groaned and called Shen Rong and the others to eat.

The three of Shen Rong looked at a loss, they didn't understand what Nan Feng was muttering. However, the three of them landed neatly on the bowl of soup in her hand...

Got it.

Right now, nothing needs to be said.

Nine times out of ten, Chang Xia prepared a big meal and waited for them.

The three of them looked at each other, quickly removed the animalization, and went straight to the stove in the animal den.

"Chang Xia, what do you eat?"

“Tribal life is really getting better and better!”

With the recipe provided by Chang Xia, the Heluo Tribe is living a very good life recently.

It's a pity that Wu went to the Bird Clan for something.

Otherwise, they could go to Karna Holy Mountain three times a day to deliver food to the witches.

By the way, attack the other orc tribes in the Dusk Forest.

There are also witches in the bird clan, and this time, calling the witch from the orc clan with shame, something really big might have happened.

Nuan Chun opened her mouth and explained about the sharp-billed beast.

In this compartment, Chang Xia squatted down to dig the beggar chicken.

Shen Rong came over after washing his face and hands, and said softly, "Chang Xia, do you want to help?"

"Give me that stone slab, and I'll put the beggar chicken." Chang Xia ordered without looking up.

The longer they get along with Shen Rong, the more they understand each other.

Sometimes, you can know what the other person is thinking without words.

Chang Xia enjoyed this feeling a lot.

Shen Rong brought over the slate, and Chang Xia dug out the beggar chicken wrapped in mud balls from the stove. The burnt mud ball is off-white, with some cracks on it.

Chang Xia picked up the mud ball with firewood and put it on the stone slab.

Then motioned Shen Rong to take the mud ball to the long table, and she turned to wash her hands.

"Nuddiao, is this... edible?"

"Mud, you can't!"

Beside the long table, Yadong Shankun stared at the mud ball on the stone slab with a troubled expression on his face.

On the side, Nanfeng was covered with black lines.

"Eat the mud ball, what are you two talking nonsense about? Chang Xia wrapped a pheasant in the mud ball, knocked it open, knocked the mud ball open."

"Nanfeng is right, find something to break up the mud ball."

Chang Xia shook off the water drops from his hand and walked over.

After listening, Yadong raised his hand to transform into a beast, and tapped lightly on the mud ball.

Click——

Accompanied by a clicking sound.

In an instant, an indescribable fragrance quickly permeated the air.

The aroma was completely different from anything they had smelled before.

Stronger and more flavorful.

It may be because the taste has been locked in the mud ball.

Smell the taste, immediately make people salivate, greedy.

Now, there is no need for Chang Xia to remind. The other people at the table peeled off the mud ball in twos and threes, and discarded the broken mud ball together with the chicken feathers.

The chicken is white, tender and yellowish, with a little fat.

grunt!

I don't know who swallowed the saliva first.

Immediately afterwards, there was a second sound, and a third sound.

Got it.

Chang Xia stepped forward to break off one chicken leg, handed it to Nuan Chun, and stuffed the second chicken leg to Nan Feng. Then she tore off the chicken wings for Shen Rong, and kept the rest of the chicken wings for herself, and the rest... She nodded to Yadong Shankun, letting them do whatever they wanted, and a chicken was directly divided by her.

"Tender and smooth."

"Tenderer than fish, I like it."

"It's a big loss."

After eating the delicious beggar's chicken, everyone howled.

Regret, how could I let myself miss such a delicacy before? Pheasants, tribes, bush and white lakes abound. This guy is not afraid of people, and sometimes he will run into the tribe's animal den to look for food, which is very courageous.

After eating the chicken in their hands, everyone looked up and met their eyes.

That's right, it's the eyes of a foodie.

"Chang Xia, let's continue eating chicken at noon."

In an instant, several identical words rang out at the same time.

Chang Xia nodded and said, "Yes."

She didn't expect the pheasant in the evening forest to taste so good, tender, not at all firewood, and it felt like melting in the mouth.

Of course, it may be the first time to eat it, which infinitely magnifies the taste.

After eating the beggar's chicken, everyone's eyes quickly fell on the pot of stewed chicken with yam. This time the barbecue and fruit powder pancakes were met with cold reception.

Take the bowl and scoop it straight up.

If you are afraid of taking a slow step, eat a few bites less.

"Eat more—" Shen Rong gave Chang Xia another wing, and advised her to eat more. I've been busy recently, Chang Xia has a normal appetite and doesn't eat much.

Shen Rong couldn't help but add food to Chang Xia every time, always feeling that she ate too little.

This scene, in the eyes of Nan Feng and others, was another blank stare.

At the same time, Shan Kun's calf under the table also suffered.

Seeing this, Shan Kun silently withdrew his feet, enduring the deep love from Nuan Chun.

Next time, next time, wait for next time.

He must remember to serve Nuan Chun with vegetables first.