At this moment, even the shallow mother-in-law who was pretending to be calm outside couldn't bear it.

Wolf Mo put down the bone knife and quickly washed his hands.

Calmly, but with a slightly hurried pace, he walked straight to the kitchen.

Everyone stared at the wooden spoon in Qing's hand, their eyes shining, and the corners of their mouths drooling.

Wolf Rui couldn't help but whisper: "Mother, are you okay?" It's so fragrant and sweet......"

Qing was closer, naturally smelling sweeter, resisting the idea of stealing food, glanced at Jiang Qing, and asked, "Jiang Qing, is this jam okay?" ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes immediately looked straight at Jiang Qing.

Jiang Qing got up, leaned on his waist and took the wooden spoon in Qing's hand, stirred it a few times, scooped out some and dipped it in his hand, tasted it, and said after a while: "Put out the fire, cool it slowly." ”

Without waiting for Jiang Qing's words to fall, Snake Ji brushed a few times to pull out the firewood and stuff it into the stove next to her. Waiting, staring at the clay pot without blinking.

"Grass, you go wash some clean dishes." Jiang Qing said.

Immediately, everyone smiled, and quickly walked to the table and waited for the meal.

The neat and neat movements made Jiang Qing stunned. Is this considered a success in training?

Looking at everyone like babies waiting to be fed, Jiang Qing smiled and shook her head, and neatly filled a small half bowl for each person. Most of the clay pots seem to be very large, but they are very few. This sugar maple sap comes from the Eagle tribe, and this jam can't get past them.

Not to mention Yingjie, the rest of the tribe should be more or less evenly divided.

It's not much, it's a matter of mind. The people of the clan are simple, Jiang Qing can't do the habit of eating alone, and her appetite is too much.

Seeing that Jiang Qing only filled a small half bowl for each person, no one asked much.

Knowing Jiang Qing's temperament and knowing that she was reserved for others, seeing it, Mother-in-law and Mo looked at each other, obviously liking Jiang Qing's temperament very much.

"How does it taste?" Jiang Qing took the small half bowl that belonged to her and walked into the living room, followed by Wolf Mo. Smiling, he swept everyone's faces one by one.

Granny shallow scooped the jam with a small spoon, nodded again and again, and said, "The taste is so sweet!" I want to come to the tribal empty those children like it very much...... You said jam can be stored, can you make more? ”

Jiang Qing put her hands on her cheeks, the jam in the bowl was a little hot, she was not in a hurry to start, she watched everyone gobble up with great interest, listened to the words of her mother-in-law, shook her head slightly, and said: "There is too little sugar maple sap, if you want to do more, you have to find something to boil sugar?" ”

"That's a shame!" What a pity.

"There are a lot of things that can be made into sugar, such as sugar cane, which can also be boiled into sugar, and it is sweeter than the sugar made from the root of the reed, but I can't find sugar cane at the moment." Jiang Qing tilted her head, her expression was full of pity, even if the sugarcane is not used to boil sugar, it is very good to eat it, and said: "The mountains and forests are full of flowers, if you can find honey, you can also make jam, although it is more luxurious, but it is also good!" ”

Honey is expensive, and to be honest, she hasn't eaten pure wild honey yet.

The food is all honey bought in the supermarket, saying that it is honey, but in fact, most of it is fake.

"Honey? What do you want this for? Wen Luo wondered.

Chijiu and a few people walked in, and their eyes immediately stared at the small half bowl of honey on the dinner table in front of everyone. I had smelled this fragrance in the courtyard before, but now when I walked into the house, the smell became stronger, and I couldn't help but salivate and swallow just by smelling it.

They don't like sweets, but the smell is too gluttonous.

"Uncle Wenluo, you know honey?" Jiang Qing said curiously.

Qing got up and walked into the kitchen, ready to pack some for the three of them.

Hearing Jiang Qing's words, the three of them came back to their senses, smiled awkwardly, and Wen Luo nodded and said, "I know, I have inconvenient legs and feet, and Jane has made me some to eat before." It tastes better than the sap of the sugar maple tree, except that the bees are small, but they hurt when they sting people. Later, I didn't ask Jane to get it again. ”

As soon as I heard it, honey tasted better than the sap of sugar maple trees, and the eyes of several people at the dinner table immediately lit up.

As soon as the wolf ink wooden spoon was put down, he said in a deep voice: "Where is it?" I'm going to get some honey and come back. ”

Not to mention making jam, even if you keep it for it, it's not bad. Besides, this honey raises people, and Jane cherishes Wen Luo's strength no worse than Wolf Bo to Reading. Over the years, although Wen Luo has inconvenient legs and feet, his body is excellent! These things are not a secret in the tribe, and many times people have seen Jane return to the tribe with a red and swollen face, and joked that he was beaten by Wen Luo.

Now listening to Wen Luo's words, the face that is swollen into a pig's head is stung by a bee!

Wen Luo rolled his eyes, glanced at the resolute wolf ink, and chuckled, "Far away, how do you get it in the Forest of Death?" However, there are many flowers in Taoyuan, and there will be no shortage of bees, so I will ask Jane to look for it and see if I can find one or two beehives? ”

"Great!" Jiang Qing nodded with a smile and said, "After finding it, let Uncle Jian not be in a hurry, I know how to get honey, this honey is very nourishing, especially royal jelly." Good royal jelly is no worse than those individuals in the medicine garden, be careful not to spoil it. ”

Hearing this, everyone gasped.

The ginseng is so powerful, they saw it last time.

This royal jelly turned out to be similar to ginseng, and everyone's hearts beat faster.

Taking the jam handed over, Wen Luo hurriedly ate it and responded.

"What is this?" Earth wondered.

"Jam, Jiang Qing made it with sugar maple sap and mountain fruits, and it can be stored for a long time if it is sealed. No, considering that the tribal sugar maple tree doesn't have much sap, we are thinking about how to get more sugar out, and you came when we first talked about this honey......" Qing explained.

"Not bad!" Dadi nodded honestly, glanced at Wen Luo and said, "Let Jian Ma be sharp, find a few more beehives, this jam tastes good, and it can be stored." In this way, there is no need to worry about wasting those mountain fruits in the mountains and forests! ”

Wen Luo nodded heavily, and took note of it carefully.

Here, the wolf rui gobbled up, and it didn't take a moment. The small half bowl of jam was eaten lightly, licking the corners of his mouth with a look of unfinished, and his eyes were staring at the jam in the clear bowl.

"Wolf Rui come here, I'll give you some." Jiang Qing smiled, this jam was thick and sweet. There is also a faint fragrance of apples, no wonder the wolf ink eats sweetly.

Qing stopped Jiang Qing's movements, pushed the bowl in front of him to Wolf Rui, and said, "Glutton! ”

Jiang Qing saw it and didn't force it. Secretly, I evened out some of the jam in the bowl to Wolf Mo, knowing that Wolf Mo likes to eat, but there is not much jam. She eats at noon, and her stomach is still a little swollen.

Wolf Mo curled his lips, very happy and did not stop Jiang Qing's small movements.

The others looked at each other and smiled, and turned their heads to pretend not to see this scene.

After eating the jam, Dadi and Wen Luo asked about the bamboo bed, went to the courtyard to look at the bamboo bed made by wolf ink, nodded, and listened to Jiang Qing's intention to go to the bamboo forest to cut down some old bamboo and start construction when he came back.

At this time, Qing Zhang Luo was going to take a clay pot to distribute some jam from door to door, so that everyone could taste it, and by the way, tell everyone about the jam practice.