Chapter 723 Cooking and Eating Now, Excited

"...Ask Chang Xia." Tian Luo said.

Her answer was simple, and the excitement on her face showed that Tian Luo was not at peace. In the past, the tribe used to bacon, even if it was smoked in a tile kiln, it would be fast for ten days and a half, and if it was slower, it should be a month or so.

Mu Ning's words just now were like a stone thrown into the lake.

Hit the atria of females such as snails hard.

Just thinking about the smoked chicken that can be eaten directly, the hearts of all the beasts are extremely excited. This means that when they go out to hunt, they don’t have to think about how to store them for the time being. They can directly hunt and return to the tribe. Through the method of smoking, the prey can also be preserved for a period of time.

The jerky is too hard, except for the elder Pukang.

Normal orcs still prefer to eat food that is fresher or tastes better.

"Ask me what——" Chang Xia came out of the pharmacy, and the rattan basket contained the stew for the smoked chicken, ginger and garlic, and other seasonings in the kitchen.

"Sister Changxia, how many days does the smoked chicken need to be smoked?" Xiling smiled and asked first. Of course, he wanted to ask if the smoked chicken could be eaten directly. He was afraid that it would be bad to be too direct, so he simply chose to try it out.

Chang Xia pursed his lips and smiled lightly.

She was not stupid, so she naturally guessed the hidden meaning in Xiling's words.

"Smoked chicken, you can eat it when it's done. Seal it well, and keep it for a day or two. It's probably not too long in the hot weather recently. If there are cold stones or ice crystal grass that can cool down, it can be kept for three to five days."

finished listening.

All the orcs couldn't help laughing.

Cold Stone, Ice Crystal Grass and the others did not dare to expect extravagantly for the time being.

They are looking forward to the smoked chicken that is cooked and eaten now.

"Xiling, you and Mu Ning are going to help Shen Rong Boqing butcher the white-footed chicken. We will try to grind these baskets of salt cubes into salt crystals for half an hour." Xylophone said quickly.

"Yes, we are responsible for the salt block." Liu Shan agreed, and drove Xiling Muning to the shack to help Shen Rong Boqing slaughter the white-legged chicken.

"Long Xia, the white-footed chickens don't need to be distributed to the tribe. When you stew the white-footed chicken soup, leave a portion for the elders and cubs of the tribe. Let's try the smoked chicken." Tian Luo glanced at the xylophone and said directly .

Smoked chicken, she wants smoked chicken.

Besides, with so many tribesmen, dozens of white-footed chickens are simply not enough. Instead of distributing white-footed chickens to the tribe, it is better to make them all smoked chickens, anyway, air-dried chickens cannot be made now. The old white-legged chicken is stewed, and the young chicken is made into smoked chicken.

"Is this appropriate?" Chang Xia hesitated.

There are hundreds of white-footed chickens, which sounds like a lot.

However, it is definitely not enough to distribute it equally to the tribesmen.

Chang Xia didn't want to eat alone, so he thought about distributing some white-footed chickens to the tribe.

"Appropriate." Xylophone nodded.

Tianluo misses the smoked chicken, and Xylophone chooses to fulfill her. Besides, we are all grown-ups, so we don’t necessarily have to eat white-footed chicken. There are so many pheasants in the forest. Learn how to make smoked chicken, and you can eat it anytime.

Apparently, xylophones are more stingy than snails.

When the smoked chicken is ready, it is natural to eat it in the long summer. The tribal people can deal with it casually. A white-footed chicken weighs thirty to forty catties, and it is stewed into white-footed chicken soup, which is enough for the tribal elders and beast cubs to drink a bowl each, which is quite good.

"Okay!" Chang Xia replied.

It's not her turn to help with the killing of chickens.

Mainly to help prepare more stew and seasoning.

"Xylophone, we went to help Bai Qing butcher the white-legged chicken—" Xiling said excitedly.

Butchering white-legged chickens is more fun than grinding salt. At Xiling's age, they are the most active, how can they sit still?

Before the words were finished, Xiling Muning jumped down the corridor first, and went straight to the shack

Chang Xia put down the rattan basket and went into the pharmacy again to pick out the stew. The stew of a few white-legged chickens, and the stew of dozens of white-footed chickens, the difference is not a little bit, and Chang Xia naturally needs to be re-prepared.

"Xylophone, cut the pork into pieces quickly, and give us the salt block." Tian Luo said.

She wants to hurry up and grind the salt block well, and then learn how to make smoked chicken and bacon from Chang Xia.

"Don't worry, we will try to grind the salt block for half an hour." Liu Shan said.

Obviously, Liushan has the same idea as snails.

They also want to learn how to make smoked chicken and bacon from Chang Xia. Influenced by snails, Liushan Heyun and the others all have a preference for bacon. After all, the meat that the tribe used to eat, except for dried meat, was bacon.

Plus, escargot really has a knack for making bacon.

The bacon made of river snails of the Heluo tribe is well-known among the six major tribes.

There are delicious food hanging, everyone is full of enthusiasm and full of action.

"Chang Xia—" Shen Rong came from the shack with a knife in his hand.

Tian Luo pouted towards the pharmacy and said, "Shen Rong, Chang Xia is in the pharmacy."

"I'm at the pharmacy, Shen Rong." Chang Xia responded in the pharmacy and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Xiling came and said that the white-footed chickens were all slaughtered. I want to ask what's going on?" Shen Rong entered the room and said in a low voice.

Chang Xia smiled, and repeated what the xylophone and snail said just now.

"Kill all the white-footed chickens?" Shen Rong confirmed.

"Kill them all! Except for the old white-footed chickens, kill them all to make smoked chickens and eat them. Anyway, you all say that there is no shortage of white-footed chickens in the salt lake. When you want to eat them, let Bai Qing go to the salt lake to catch them. We Tomorrow, when we go to Weishan Holy Land, we can bring two ready-made smoked chickens to Lao Yuan as a gift." Chang Xia said.

White-legged chickens are not suitable for breeding if they leave the salt lake.

That being the case, why waste your mind and kill and eat them all.

Xylophone was cutting meat in the kitchen, half a piece of meat, and was quickly cut into three to five catties of meat. Chang Xia didn't say what to do with it, and Xylophone piled up the sliced ​​meat.

Just as he walked out of the kitchen, he happened to hear Chang Xia saying to bring a gift to the old ape.

Xylophone's face changed slightly and he remembered something.

There are still many foreign orcs living in Baihu Street.

The Baihu Cave Dwelling is close to the Baihu business district, so the taste of any delicacies cooked here can easily drift over there.

"Chang Xia, you may want to make more smoked chicken." Xylophone said awkwardly.

Chang Xia raised his head and asked suspiciously, "Xylophone, what's wrong?"

"Chang Xia, you forgot that there are foreign orcs in Baihu Street. It's too close to Baihu Street, and the smell can easily waft. Of course, I know there must be not enough white-footed chickens. I want to find Gen and let him arrange The tribe went to the fertile field to catch some pheasants..." Xylophone said in a low voice, Changxia originally intended to treat the tribe to drink white-legged chicken soup, who would have thought that things would turn out like this, xylophone felt very embarrassed.

The White Lake business district has just opened, and the Heluo Tribe is the host.

Where there should be generosity, naturally one cannot be too stingy.

"Okay!" Chang Xia nodded and said with a smile, "Xylophone, you don't have to feel embarrassed. It doesn't bother me, so I'll help prepare the stew and seasoning, and you will do everything else."

Chang Xia likes to be lively and noisy, and doesn't feel noisy.

"Then I'll go find Gen and ask him to arrange for people to catch pheasants in Woye." Xylophone said neatly. The tribe has not eaten the chickens and ducks raised in the wilderness grove to the south of Baihu Lake recently.

Chang Xia said before that he would breed two and three generations of poultry.

The clansmen were confused and at a loss.

However, this does not prevent them from being willing to follow Chang Xia's ideas.

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