"It's not a bad thing that you don't get nervous. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info "Seeing that Mu Xiaohua reacted a little big, he hurriedly appeased.

Mu Xiaohua raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "Three days later, it will be the summer festival of our tribe, and grandma hopes that you will be responsible for the food for the summer festival dinner." ”

Summer Festival, Mu Xiaohua had heard Chan say before that all tribes in Moya Forest would have a summer festival day in the middle of summer every year, which was the day that Lao Mu or the chief asked for through worship, so the date of each tribe was different, and it was different every year.

On the day of the summer festival, the whole tribe gathers together to hold a ceremony to pray to the heavens for good weather in the summer and a good harvest in the autumn.

"Oh! That's it! Mu Xiaohua breathed a sigh of relief, "This is the time to prove that I can change your diet!" ”

"Huh!" Cheng chuckled and said, "Yes! ”

"Hmm." Mu Xiaohua nodded, "I will teach you my methods, and how well you learn depends on the individual." ”

"I understand that."

Mu Xiaohua tied the straw sandals to the straw rope and tied the knot, "That's it, okay, bring the bamboo strips in, let's start weaving the bamboo basket!" ”

Straw sandals are the simplest weaving method that Mu Xiaohua came up with by himself, and the bamboo basket is the weaving method that has been inherited through history in memory, although the handmade bamboo basket is becoming more and more rare in the era of mechanization, but also because of this, the handmade bamboo basket has become more valuable, and Mu Xiaohua has done more at that time.

There are many styles of bamboo baskets, and there are different ways of weaving, Mu Xiaohua has made three kinds of them, and today she plans to teach the simplest one.

Bringing in the bamboo strips that had been broken yesterday, the two of them began to weave.

"The edges of the bamboo chips are very sharp, so be careful not to scratch them." Mu Xiaohua instructed at the same time, "Let's weave the bottom of the basket now." ”

Mu Xiaohua taught while weaving, Cheng squatted beside her and looked at it carefully, Mu Xiaohua said: "The bottom is very easy to weave, how long and wide the bamboo basket you want to weave, go and try it!" ”

Because the bamboo strip was long to avoid hitting each other in the process of weaving, the two had to keep a certain distance, Mu Xiaohua followed Cheng to his position and began to teach him hand in hand, so the two were very close.

Cheng couldn't help but be happy, looking at Mu Xiaohua's serious side, there was a faint fragrance on her body between his noses, and he only felt that his heart was "pounding" fast.

It was the first time he had felt this way, and it was strange, but he knew that it was called heartbeat.

"Have you seen enough?" Mu Xiaohua felt that she was about to be stared out of the hole, and finally couldn't help but speak.

"I can't see enough, I want to watch it for the rest of my life." Cheng smiled and showed his heart.

Mu Xiaohua glanced at him, and was completely immune to his kind of love words that came out of his mouth, so she directly chose to ignore it, and said, "If you don't study seriously, I won't teach you." ”

"Learn." Cheng was a little helpless to ignore Mu Xiaohua and affirmed, "I study seriously." ”

Teach Cheng how to make up the bottom, Mu Xiaohua looked at him and made it up, and felt that it was okay, so he went back to his place to make his own, and looked at the situation of Cheng from time to time to point out one or two.

It didn't take long for them to come back after washing cassava, Mu Xiaohua beckoned them to come and learn how to weave bamboo baskets, after everyone tried it, the world made the best, he was also very interested in weaving bamboo baskets, Mu Xiaohua asked him to take over, and she went with others to make tapioca starch.

There is no machine, the only way to process tapioca starch is to use the most primitive way, peel the cassava, cut it into small pieces, put it in a stone mortar and pestle, wrap it in a cloth and put it in a basin filled with water after the pestle is crushed, until the tapioca pulp is all rubbed out, and after the cassava pulp settles, pour out the water on the top layer, and the bottom is the tapioca starch, at this time, the tapioca starch is wet, and it becomes dry starch when it is dug out and dried, and it can be stored for a long time.

It's easy to say, but it's quite troublesome to do, and without cloth, Mu Xiaohua can only contribute her clothes.

Everyone worked together and was busy, all of which was very new to the primitive people, and they were very busy.

Soon a morning was about to pass, the bamboo basket that inherited the world was woven into quarters, the cassava was only half pestleed, and Mu Xiaohua went to make lunch.

The cassava soaked the night before yesterday had not been made, but at noon today, Mu Xiaohua boiled them all, and after having a large clay pot, it was much easier to cook things.

If the original small clay pot could barely cook three servings, the current large clay pot can cook seven servings.

Of course, it takes a lot more time to cook, Mu Xiaohua looked at the clay pot that had not been opened for a long time, and was very much looking forward to the customized bronze kitchenware.

"Xiaohua, what are you going to do now? I'll learn from you. "I heard that Mu Xiaohua was going to make lunch, and Nuo, who was helping to make tapioca starch, came to help her light the fire and learn art by the way.

"I'm going to cook chicken porridge now." Mu Xiaohua took a pheasant that was dried on the fire to cut the chicken breast, washed it and put it on the cutting board and cut it into shreds.

It was the first time for Nuo to see someone cut the meat into shreds, his face was full of surprise, of course, it was the first time he had heard of chicken porridge, and he looked at Mu Xiaohua for a while and asked: "To make chicken porridge, does the chicken have to be shredded?" ”

"Not necessarily, this depends on personal preference, you can shred, slice or dice."

Nuo nodded and asked Mu Xiaohua some other questions, and Mu Xiaohua answered them one by one, and it could be seen that Nuo was really interested in making food.

likes to make their own food, prefers to eat delicious food, and the same attributes of each other are very effective in bringing the relationship between the two closer, and also allowing the two to have endless topics to talk about.

Looking at the two of them who had been talking and laughing, Cheng couldn't help muttering in his heart, this kid Nuo is very capable, and he gets along so well with Xiaohua!

Seeing how naturally Xiaohua gets along with Nuo and how good his attitude is towards Nuo, how can he be so guarded? Hey, it's all a first impression, isn't it? He can only blame himself.

After boiling the chicken and millet porridge, Mu Xiaohua began to prepare two pieces of wild boar meat for roasting, took two pieces of meat from the wooden rack where the meat was roasted and washed them, and then cut a few knives and boiled them in water.

So I didn't understand it again, so I asked, "Why do you want to cook it?" ”

"The meat used to dry is salted first, and when it is salty, it has to be salty."

"Why salt?"

"It is not easy to spoil with salting, and when salting, the salt must be put in the right amount, and it is easy to spoil if you put too little, and if you put too much, you will not even be able to cook it, and the salty taste will not be delicious."

"That's a lot of doorways." Noe sighed.

"yes!" Mu Xiaohua nodded and turned over the pieces of meat in the clay pot, "So to make the food delicious, you have to grasp all aspects well." ”

The fragrance filled the entire cave, and it was almost lunchtime, and the three brothers and sisters were about to say goodbye and leave, Mu Xiaohua did their share and left them to eat, after all, they gave them all the cassava they dug the day before yesterday, and invited them to eat a meal as a thank you.

Ah Mei didn't want to go home for dinner, but when she heard Mu Xiaohualiu, she immediately cheered happily.

Although it was a little embarrassing to stay at someone else's house to eat like this, Nuo wanted to try Mu Xiaohua's craftsmanship, so he was no longer polite.

As a result, Cheng went home alone.

In fact, he also wanted to stay, but someone had to go home and say so as not to wait for the family, so he had to choose to go home to eat, and Mu Xiaohua gave him some cassava back.

But she never expected that her current kindness would bring her a big problem.