The content of the chapter begins - > because of the snow fruit, the ambiguous atmosphere that permeates the tribe is a little thicker, and pairs abound, ignoring the frozen pale faces, it really makes people mistakenly think that the snow has passed, and the cold wind and biting ice and snow have not been able to stop it.

The stone mill was done, Ling Fei was worried that the stone mill that was too big would crush the rice, and the volume of the stone mill was controlled when it was done, but it was a bit too conservative, the stone mill more than one meter high was less efficient than expected, even this did not affect everyone's mood at all, watching the golden rice crack under the pressure of the stone mill over and over again, pressing dozens of times, blowing off the upper layer of light and fluttering dry shells, revealing the white and crystal rice grains below, and there were enthusiastic cheers in the huge room.

The tool is not very powerful, it took a lot of effort to do the stone grinding, in order to be able to use this as soon as possible, everyone is also very hard, and now it is finally successful, all rush to push, a face of pride and pride.

The living environment is bad, so everyone's attention to food is also extraordinary, because most of the food before came from hunting, and most of the sacrifices also revolved around hunting, now the situation has changed, seeing that planting will also become a very important food source for the tribe, so the experiment of the stone mill has also received unexpected attention from Ling Fei, and the clansmen led by the old sacrifice held a very grand worship activity, and many people were about to freeze after the sacrifice, so they didn't hurry back and ran in to visit the stone mill and the freshly milled rice, Curiosity is so great.

The stone mill was placed in an empty house, and the house was planned to put four stone mills like this, the first one had been successful, and the remaining three were a matter of time, and now the stone mill was surrounded by people, some watching the stone mills, some watching the white flowers, and the atmosphere was very warm.

Ling Fei and Long Zhan were standing in the innermost, she was now a little struggling with her big belly on this occasion, Long Zhan was telling the old priest that the long arm held her in his range, he didn't want Ling Fei to come over, but he couldn't resist Ling Fei, so he could only share part of his energy to take care of it.

In the snowy days, the women have enough time to study the same fruit powder food, among which green onion cakes, meat cakes, steamed buns, steamed buns, noodles are deeply loved by the majority of the clansmen, the delicate taste and the faint fragrance conquered the stomachs of men and women, there have been many people to Long Zhan and the old priest suggested that the pink fruit tree be circled, and then a large open space near the tribe was set aside to plant the pink fruit tree, it can be expected that it will not be long before food is no longer a problem.

After Ling Fei proposed that rice is an important food that goes hand in hand with fruit powder, he has a strong interest in this plant that he has never seen before, so for the first time today, almost everyone in the tribe came to grind rice.

Boiling rice is the last step of the sacrificial ceremony, setting up a pot in the open space of the house, Ling Fei and Long Zhan washed the fresh rice with their own hands, and then poured it into the clay pot, and then poured water into the pot, added firewood, and the red flame **** the bottom of the black pot, countless pairs of eyes stared at this cauldron, more awe than surprise.

I don't know the truth of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. People who know the changes around them often don't understand how amazing this change is, and so is Ling Fei, she is looking for whole grains and all the food that can be eaten, and it is natural to think that not only to eat meat but also to eat food, so she spares no effort to find, saying that the high point is to strive to improve the dietary structure of the tribe, the people take food as the sky, and the vulgar point is that the spirit of foodie is immortal, and she did not realize what these discoveries themselves meant, until a few years later, this land rose to a high degree of civilization on the mainland, Her search for rice and fruit powder has been praised by posterity, and the people of today, who are hailed as the most solid cornerstone of civilization, are unaware of it.

Under the fiery gaze of everyone, the flame is getting bigger and bigger, and with the heat in the pot steaming, an indescribable aroma emanates from the clay pot, which is different from the taste of ripe fruit powder, this taste is more like the smell of sunshine, wild grasses, wild fruits, rivers, and trees mixed together on a sunny day in the rainy season······

Then there was a rumbling of the stomach in the room, one after another, and it was endless.

“······” Ling Fei silently pressed her hand on her stomach, making a calm look on her face, her heart was very confused, cough cough, she was a little hungry fast, although she wanted to drink some rice porridge today, but she had something to cushion in the morning.

Pawn took a step back without a trace, his face was a little uncomfortable, he had been feeling that he had no appetite recently, he didn't feel much more than he could move just to eat, he didn't expect to smell this smell and lose his temper, of course, it was not so obvious that everyone around him was calling him, and the loudest was the old priest standing closest to the pottery pot, but he still couldn't be as calm as the old priest.

After turning the flowers in the pot, the taste became even stronger, and everyone had already shown a look of impatience, Ling Fei, who had not used this kind of pot to cook rice for a long time, waited for a while, now this occasion can not be scooped and tasted like at home, let's cook more.

After cooking, the waiting time seems to be very long, Ling Fei silently recited the time in his heart, and nodded at the old priest for about twenty minutes, and then the old priest ordered someone to carefully put the rice porridge in the pot into a row of pottery bowls, looking at the crystal clear rice grains, Ling Fei secretly swallowed his saliva, trying to control himself not to be ashamed.

The cooked rice grains are fuller, larger than the rice grains she had eaten before, under the order of the old priest, everyone in the front row can finally taste it, Ling Fei took it and took a bite, did not swallow it in a hurry, tasted it carefully in her mouth, the entrance taste was fragrant, the rice grains were soft, and she felt a sweet taste after chewing a few times, it was really delicious.

Generally speaking, the quality of rice and water quality are closely related to the soil, the Northeast rice in the previous life is famous because of these two conditions, and Ling Fei feels that the rice she eats now tastes better, the real original rice, while eating, Ling Fei almost shed tears, more than a year, she finally ate rice, it was so delicious!

The others were also shocked, but it was not as big as the impact in Ling Fei's heart, they had never eaten it before, they just felt that it was delicious, and Ling Fei had to add the joy of being lost and regained, just like people who were blind were born to be more painful than people who were born unable to see, because they once knew the light, which can be seen from this. End of chapter content--> Remember after reading: easy to read next time, or.