The grass in his hand is somewhat similar to the leeks he used to make dumplings, the leaves are tender and green and slender, narrow and thin, slightly raised and round in the middle, and naturally transition to the leaf margin, not flat and slender strips, but the taste is a solid leek taste.

Ding Qi was ecstatic, and he could find leeks when he went out to take a turn outside, which was really surprising. With leeks, will a delicious dumpling be far away? It's delicious but dumplings, it's fun but sister-in-law, eats dumplings made by sister-in-law, and plays with sister-in-law who makes dumplings......

Ding Qi, who was immersed in the joy of finding the leek, suddenly smelled a mushy smell, but he hadn't turned the steak for a long time and caused it to burn. Hurriedly turned over the meat with chopsticks made of wooden sticks, Ding Qi turned his face and asked:

"Cang, where did you find this grass?"

"Oh, you say this, we all call it Yang Cao, every year only after the snow melts, it tastes spicy. When the tribesmen are tired of eating barbecue, they will pick some yang grass to eat with barbecue at this time, one is to relieve the greasy and fishy, and the other is to improve the taste. Just now, when I was spinning, I saw this in the grass over there, so I picked a handful and prepared to eat it when I was going to barbecue, and they also liked to eat it. ”

Cang saw that Ding Qi was interested in this, so he quickly introduced Ding Qi and pulled everyone to testify, he knew that as long as Ding Qi was interested in something, he was sure that this thing was a good thing.

"Yang grass? Isn't this the sunrise grass? ”

I heard that the warehouse called this "grass" Yang Cao, and the other name of the leek "Qiyang Cao" is one word different, which once again proves that this is a leek.

"You call it Yang Cao, but in fact, in our big tribe, the name is Yang Cao, commonly known as leeks. Everyone in the tribe likes to eat leeks, and they will make something you can't imagine 'dumplings', which are everyone's favorite food. Stay for a while, you can take me along, dig more of this, go back to the tribe to plant, and when we find some food suitable for making dumplings, I will make dumplings for everyone to eat. ”

After speaking, Ding Qi gave the steak to the warehouse from the slate, and laughed:

"Haha, come, Cang, it's better to come early than to be in time, you have a merit in finding leeks, and this freshly fried steak will be given to you first." I continued to fry. ”

Ding Qi turned around and put a piece of beef tenderloin on the stone slab, continued to fry the steak, as if remembering something again, picked up a leek and looked up and said to the people around him:

"You can eat beef as much as you want, but you can't eat leeks together. Eating together will cause the gums to be swollen and painful, just now I saw that the warehouse ate some, so you can't eat leeks anymore, you have to pay attention! ”

After saying that, Ding Qi turned his attention to the steak in front of him, and sprinkled some three-spice powder as he turned it. The snowflake-like fat is deposited in the beef fibers, red and white, like marbling, and flakes of oil oozed under the roasting of the slate, giving out the flavor of the beef, causing a burst of saliva around the beef.

The team members who were also learning to make steaks with a slate next to him looked at the steak they were frying, and then looked at the steak made by the leader, and sighed for a while, and said that it was really more popular than people, the same raw materials, the way and frequency of flipping, why can't you make the steak made by the leader? It smells different!

The three-spice powder was made by Ding Qi himself after the Qiu tribe who came to vote this time brought a small half bag of peppercorns. You don't have star anise, fennel, cinnamon and cloves on hand right now, or you can make a five-spice powder.

Dried shiitake mushrooms, Sichuan pepper, and refined salt are dried on the fire, and a stone mortar chiseled out of white stone is pounded into powder, or it can be crushed into powder on a cutting board with a rolling pin. Now there are many of them in the tribe

Solid wood cutting boards, cutting meat and bones are very practical, and rolling pins are not a problem for him.

Mix each of these three powders in an appropriate amount and sprinkle some on the grill to make the grilled meat taste even more enticing. And this is the effect of Sichuan pepper to remove the smell and increase appetite, mushroom powder to improve freshness, and salt to enhance flavor, which can greatly increase people's appetite.

After a full meal, Ding Qi stood up with his stomach and walked slowly for two steps before straightening his waist. Although the bison in the primitive period is just an old cow, the beef is full of flavor, fat and mellow taste, and it is particularly chewy. And the seven-ripe beef loin is even more tender, sweet, and juicy, and Ding Qi almost swallowed his tongue.

Everyone else is similar, in the case of backward hunting weapons, primitive people usually do not dare to provoke bison, and the cattle-shaped tanks weighing up to one ton can launch a madness, and no one can stop them. This time, the old cow was killed by Ding Qi's strong bow and bronze arrows, if the two were not combined, the only way to kill the buffalo was to rely on the bronze spear to throw a short spear at close range or at a distance.

However, after seeing these bison, Ding Qi thought about it and saw if he could catch a few of them. Tinch hadn't encountered these bison before, probably because they had returned from their wintering grounds in the south and were going north from the Wild Horse Valley. However, seeing that the surrounding water and grass are also very abundant, and there are a few calves in the herd that are four or five months old, it is very likely that they have been breeding around here, but they have not set foot in this area.

It's just that I came out to hunt today, and I didn't have the right fishing tools at hand, so I still need to return to the tribe to make more preparations.

Ding Qi took the warehouse to eat and walked towards the place where he found the leek, observing all the way to see if there were any other plants he was familiar with.

According to Ding Qi's feeling, it should be the middle of spring now, most of the plants and trees have sprouted and grown branches and leaves, and it is the season when the mountain flowers are blooming, vibrant, and everything is recovering. Traveling during this period, there is a high probability of discovering some memory plants.

Not far away, a river flows slowly by a sunny grassy slope. Among the dozen or so wildflowers whose names I don't know grow, there is a green grass, that is, leeks, and some weeds growing in between, vying for space to grow. At the edge of the grassy slope, there are traces of soil turning up, which is estimated to be left by the leeks pulled by Cang just now.

After three steps and two steps, Ding Qi went to the grassy slope and carefully examined the leeks. Like the leeks of later generations, they all grow together in clusters, and they are not tall, about 15 centimeters, but the stems and leaves are very thick and dense. It should be the result of no one eating for many years and being in a wild state.

Ding Qi took out a straight knife and dug down against the edge of a cluster of leeks, and after a while, a gourd-like rhizome appeared in front of Ding Qi's eyes, slightly larger than an egg, and when he got to the end of his nose and smelled it, the unique smell of leeks drilled into his nostrils. Breaking off another leek, the special strong smell instantly transmitted to the brain through the nostrils, which lifted Dedingqi's spirits.

That's right, leeks!

Ding Qi beckoned to Cang, and called seven or eight more people to come, and squatted there to dig leek roots. Leeks are tenacious, and the dug roots can be preserved for a period of time, buried in the soil and watered twice, and soon they can take root and sprout and grow tender green leaf seedlings.

Without much effort, under the guidance of Ding Qi, everyone dug up more than half of this piece of leeks and put them in animal skin bags, with a look of no more than twenty catties.

Since they didn't plan to hunt bison, they targeted larger herbivores such as spotted deer, antelope, and red deer, and in half a day, the accompanying horses were loaded with prey, and after a short rest, they returned to the tribe.

When I returned to the tribe, it was already a moon, and the fire inside and outside the tribe was bright.

In the place where the three tribes of Qiang and them rested, there were bursts of low singing and ballads, which sounded a little depressed and sad.

Ding Qi handed Xiao Erhei's reins to Ben who greeted him, looked left and right, then looked at Ben's face, and asked in a low voice:

"What's going on? The tribal atmosphere is a little wrong! ”

Ben had a wry smile on his face:

"I can't hide anything from you, the leader, today when Ma Lu commanded the manpower to dig the cave kiln, there was a collapse, and three people from the Baipu tribe were pressed inside, and when everyone went to dig up the soil, they found that the three people were all breathless. Now they are holding a sacrificial ceremony under the leadership of Pu, and the eagle, the rhinoceros and the five elders are all there to help. ”

As soon as Ding Qi heard this, he was shocked in his heart, this is not a trivial matter, if it is not handled properly, there is a great possibility that it will cause a bad feeling to the Baipu tribe and spread it, but it is not three people, it may even be a matter of thirty people and three hundred people.

As the saying goes! Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, not to mention a primitive society with relatively closed news and weak personal cognition. The speed of transmission is not fast, but the power accumulated by the fermentation of the event, as long as it spreads out a little bit, the power cannot be stopped. There is nothing to do, except for the primitive people who snuggle up to each other and catch fleas, and find this little thing that they talk about, and they will talk about it for a winter.

Luckily, the Bucks are all helping. It is said that people become old and fine, this is true, old and sophisticated!

There was no time to wash, so Ding Qi led the two teams of Cang, White Fang and Xiong to the rest area where the Baipu tribe was located. There, many people sat around, humming a ballad along with Pu in front of them, their faces full of sadness, as if they were remembering and recalling their partners who got along day and night.

The five elders of their own tribe and the two medicine witches were squatting beside Pu, humming to the tone of the Baipu tribe, and the other three medicine witches did not come because the three of them were studying an herb.

Not far in front of Pu, there are the bodies of three victims. The body is wrapped in animal skins and wrapped with strings.

Ding Qi came to Pu's side, first greeted Pu with inter-tribal etiquette, expressed his condolences, and then bowed to the three victims, using the practice of later generations to pay tribute to the dead.

After the ceremony, they came to the hut where the Pu tribe rested, and everyone sat down at will. Ding Qi first saluted Pu and said:

"Leader Pu, I just came back from hunting, and I heard about it. People cannot be resurrected after death, please mourn. Although this incident is an unexpected incident, but for the sake of our Ding tribe, this responsibility should be borne by our Ding tribe. ”

Pu opened his mouth to speak, but Ding Qi waved his hand and motioned for him to continue listening.

"You don't need to say much. Everyone comes to our Ding tribe, and we are responsible for everyone's safety, and our Ding tribe must be responsible for safety accidents. ”

Ding Qi paused, and the leaders of the surrounding Qiang tribes, Di, the leader of the people, Wang, and several backbones of the Baipu tribe spoke out one after another, saying that the leader of Ding was righteous and responsible.

On the third day after coming to the Ding tribe, the leader of the Blue Tiger of the Li tribe had already returned to his tribe with the exchange goods, and there were only three tribes left here.

"In view of this, I gave the Baipu tribe a bronze axe, two bronze saws, and three sets of pottery (one pot and five pots per set) to show responsibility for the accident."

"Leader Ding is indeed high-minded, I waited to come over to help, the purpose is to be able to learn the relevant skills, as for the life and death of the three people, we can accept it, and your tribe should no longer be responsible. But it's hard to refuse, so I accept it with shame. ”

Well?