Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

"Gulu!"

"Chang Xia, how does this white-legged chicken taste?"

All the orcs swallowed and stared at Chang Xia's mouth.

"Don't ask me, you all taste the smoked chicken, and you will know how it tastes." Chang Xia smiled and licked his fingertips.

This taste is more fragrant than soy sauce meat.

However, one is chicken and the other is pork.

Each has its own strengths and weaknesses, so how can we judge them together.

As soon as Chang Xia spoke, all the orcs crowded forward to grab food.

"The taste of this smoked chicken is more fragrant than bacon, and the more you chew, the more fragrant it is."

"It's really fragrant. This incense is not the smoky smell of firewood, but more like the smell of cool leaves. The white-footed chicken is strong, obviously smoked from stewing, but it has the chewiness of air-dried chicken, fragrant, It smells so good!"

"I like the special salty aroma of white-legged chicken the most—"

All the orcs discussed while eating, getting used to the various delicacies fed by Chang Xia. The clansmen are no longer gulping dates like they used to, and they are almost turning into food critics.

"Chang Xia, how many smoked chickens have you cooked?" Gen stared at Chang Xia eagerly and asked.

Chang Xia said: "I made seventy-six smoked chickens this time, and there are still about twenty left. I plan to stew white-legged chicken soup at night."

"Chang Xia, can you share ten smoked chickens with me?" Gen rubbed his hands nervously, looking at Chang Xia with a slight shyness and embarrassment in his eyes. The news of Shen Rongbaiqing's entry into the salt lake of Kanna Holy Mountain spread throughout the Baihu business district.

Plus, today's craving aroma.

Gen is going to take ten white-footed chicken smoked chickens to Baihu Street to finish off the long summer.

Xylophone frowned, and said: "Gen, the tribe went to Woye to catch a lot of pheasants, can't we wait for those pheasants to be ready and send them to Baihu Street?"

"It's not the same. Baihu Street knows that Shen Rong and Baiqing have been to the salt lake in the holy mountain of Kanna today. Ordinary orcs may not know the white-footed chicken. But those of the six tribes can definitely guess it." Gen spread his hands, helplessly road.

Xylophone wants to use fertile pheasants to divert attention, which is a good idea.

However, this also exposed the existence of white-footed chickens.

As soon as Gen explained, all the orcs understood.

"Patriarch, you take twenty white-footed smoked chickens to Baihu Street. I will save twenty and take them to Weishan Holy Land for the old ape tomorrow, and eat the rest tonight." Chang Xia said decisively.

If you eat it, no one will care about it.

Gen's face sank slightly, and he understood Chang Xia's plan.

"Okay, I'll take away twenty smoked chickens later." Gen turned around, looked at the xylophone, and asked, "All the pheasants are piled up in the tribal square, do you want to go back and make arrangements now?"

"Yeah!" The xylophone responded.

At the same time, he urged Xiling Muning to eat smoked chicken quickly.

Wait a minute, they all have to follow the Hui tribe square to help. After all, they have experience in handling white-footed chickens, and the Hui tribe can kill pheasants quickly.

"Xylophone, these thirty white-footed smoked chickens, you can bring them back to the tribe!"

Free up five stone pots on the side of the stone stove, and the speed of smoking white-legged chicken will be accelerated. In addition to the three smoked white-legged chickens that were chopped off, there were still 73 smoked white-footed chickens left. Reserve twenty for the alien orcs,

Fifty-three remain.

Chang Xia wanted to bring twenty of them to the old ape.

So, let Xylophone bring 30 smoked white-footed chickens back to the tribe, chop them up, and share them with the tribe, so that everyone can taste the taste of smoked white-footed chickens.

"Twenty are enough for me." Xylophone said.

They have been exposed to the light of the long summer, but they can't be too much.

Next to it, Tian Luo said: "Chang Xia, there are cold stones in your cellar. Put the smoked white-footed chicken into the cellar for storage. You can eat it for a few more days."

"Twenty, that's enough. Besides, the pheasants caught by the tribe and Woye are all smoked chickens, as long as there is something to eat." Liu Shan said loudly.

Xylophone took out the rattan baskets, picked out twenty of them each, and put them away.

"Tian Luo, you go to the shack to catch three white-footed chickens, and I will bring back the tribe to stew chicken soup. At night, the beast cubs drink chicken soup in the tribe." Xylophone said: "Chang Xia, you and Shen Rong are going to Weishan Holy Land tomorrow , don’t be too busy tonight.”

This long summer trip to the Weishan Holy Land is mainly to dig light grass and light tree saplings.

The tribe asked Chang Xia, and Chang Xia said that there is no need for the tribe to follow. There is a direct road to Weishan in the south of Baihu Lake. This road is very safe. Changxia refused to follow the tribe, and the tribe did not force it.

Talking and arranging.

Xylophone didn't give Chang Xia a chance to speak.

When Chang Xia opened his mouth again, Shi Shi ran out of the cave courtyard with the smoked white-legged chicken and three old white-footed chickens.

The bustling courtyard of the cave dwelling suddenly became quiet.

"Cough cough!" Nuan Chunqing coughed and said, "Chang Xia, it's time for the white-footed chicken to turn over."

The last two pots of white-legged chicken were left unsmoked. Bai Qing ate the smoked white-footed chicken, and fed a piece or two to the twins at his feet from time to time.

Xiling and other underage beast cubs were called back to the tribe by Xylophone.

The tribe still has hundreds of pheasants waiting to be slaughtered and processed, and Xylophone is not willing to miss the labor. If it weren't for Bai Qing's special status, xylophone would even want to kidnap him.

Nuan Chun was going to take the twins, and the tribe did not let her participate in hunting or picking. Of course, if Nuan Chun offered to help, the tribe would not refuse.

Shaoqing.

The last two pots of white-legged chicken are smoked.

"Nanchun, do you want to bring a white-footed chicken back to eat?" Chang Xia asked.

Nuan Chun hurriedly shook her head and said, "No need. I'll take the twins to the Tribal Square to help later. There will be no shortage of smoked chicken there."

This is reserved for the long summer, warm spring does not take advantage.

What's more, half of the three smoked white-legged chickens that were chopped up just now are still half left, and two pieces are enough for her.

"Bai Qing, there is half a white-footed chicken left for Nuanchun to pack. If you want to eat it, can you chop another smoked white-footed chicken?" Chang Xia asked lightly.

She understood what Nuan Chun meant, so she didn't force it.

And choose, let Nuan Chun take away the leftover half. Of course, this little half is not considered as leftovers. The xylophones and the others wanted to go back to the tribe to help, and they were left behind before they had time to eat. If they were to be eaten openly, half-grown orcs like Xiling and the others would be able to eat a single white-footed chicken.

"I'm done eating, let Nuan Chun pack this half white-footed chicken and bring it home for the twins to eat!" Bai Qing licked his fingers and said. He likes the Heluo tribe very much, second only to the Sirius tribe. He can understand Chang Xia's meaning

"No, really no need." Nuan Chun hurriedly shook her head and refused.

Chang Xia didn't give her a chance to refuse, so she put half an unfinished smoked white-legged chicken in a ceramic bowl, stuffed the bowl into Nuan Chun's arms, pushed the person out, and said, "Hurry up, Tribal Square Hundreds of pheasants will take time to process."

Nuan Chun couldn't laugh or cry.

Holding a bowl, standing beside the twins.

The person was directly pushed out of the courtyard by Chang Xia.

"Zai Zai, let's go home first." Nuan Chun took a deep breath, and called the twins to run towards their cave. She plans to throw the twins to Shan Kun, and go to the tribe to help herself.

Smoked hundreds of pheasants, this is no small project.

What's more, it has to be done before dinner. It takes a lot of effort!

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