Qing Soul took a bun, took a bite of it, and replied, "It's more delicious." ”

Dumplings are her favorite.

Feng Lie listened with some pity: "It's too small, is there a big one?" ”

It's smaller than a bun. The one called the bun just now, although it is the size of a little cub's fist, but he has a bite to eat, and it is still enjoyable, but what kind of dumpling is this one, it is too small. Even if it's delicious, it doesn't feel good to eat.

Green Soul: ......

I'm so tired.

Feng Lie pointed to the iron pot and asked the green soul: "This is also a pot, right?" It looks weird, it doesn't look like a stone tool, what is it made of? ”

Qing Soul said: "Iron, this is an iron pot." ”

Her collection is nothing else, but the kitchenware is the most complete.

This iron pot is the most primitive of all her kitchen utensils.

Feng Lie didn't know what iron was, anyway, the things given by the ancestral witch didn't understand normal, and besides, the pot was boiled and eaten, so he was curious, so he didn't have much interest.

The dumplings are cooked, and the green soul does not take the bowl, only uses the empty coconut shell to cut into a bowl, and after the dumplings are served, use the shaved coconut shell, pound the garlic paste, add chili oil and vinegar, make a good seasoning, and then eat.

Feng Lie saw how she ate, and followed how to eat, and after sticking the seasoning like a green soul, as soon as she entered her mouth, it felt! ……

I was reluctant to spit out the dumplings, so I quickly swallowed them and then stuck out my tongue, and pointed at the green soul with a spicy red face.

Green Soul: ......

Forget that this chili sauce is the spiciest she ever made.

It doesn't matter if she likes spicy food, but her uncle hasn't even eaten spicy taste.

This irritated tears, tears flowed.

Qing Soul hurriedly handed him coconut water: "Don't worry, it's not poisonous, drink a sip of coconut water slowly, and it won't be spicy for a while." ”

Feng Lie drank a few large sips of coconut water before he suppressed the spicy dryness of his body.

Although I felt a little worse than death just now, after I recovered, I felt inexplicably happy. Like that wine, it refreshes the whole body.

Qing Soul made a small face, shook his shoulders, and watched him make another dumpling with his undead heart, take a bite of the ingredients, and then continue to blush and cry.

Let you just carry my rim!

Holding back the laughter and spitting out the bad, the uncle and nephew quickly finished a large pot of dumplings, the green soul was full, but the wind was still full of flavor, and he ate all the buns, and then looked at the green soul with bright eyes: "Is there anything else?" Eat this at night too? ”

In fact, the dumplings are boiled in coconut milk or something, Qing Soul originally thought it was a dark dish, and the taste would probably be indescribable, but after not wanting to cook it, it turned out to be good, so he nodded: "Yes, I'll make something else, you will definitely like it." ”

That's good, Feng Lie nodded in satisfaction.

I feel that I am so happy to have a little niece blessed by the ancestral witch.

After eating and drinking, the two rested for a while and continued to look for a suitable place to dig salt pans.

But in the afternoon, I ran thirty or forty miles forward, and I didn't see a suitable place. The two of them hurried back. Decided to look in the opposite direction the next day.

On the way back, the two went into the jungle, beat a lone four-toothed wild boar cub, and hurried out of the forest and rushed back.

The four-toothed wild boar is a fierce beast, but Feng Lie is now a fourth-level warrior, as long as it is not a herd of beasts encountered, ordinary fierce beasts, he can deal with it alone, not to mention that it is just a young beast.

But when it comes to young beasts, there must be at least two adult beasts of four-toothed wild boars nearby, if it is him, it doesn't matter if he hunts it, but with the green soul, Feng Lie doesn't want to take risks.

The two returned to their residences. Feng Lie cleaned up the wild boar, and the green soul put away the shellfish that had been dried during the day, put them in the rock house, and then went to see the shells and coconut shells containing seawater, the sea water in the coconut shells was almost bottoming out, but the water in the shells was already small, and after being exposed to the scorching sun all day, the water dried up, and a very shallow layer of white sea salt was attached to the shells.

Qing Soul showed it to Feng Lie and said, "The fine white powder on this is the salt we want to make." I'll bracket it first, and I'll get some more shells and dry them a little more early tomorrow morning. ”

In the morning, there were more than 50 large barrels of shells, and when they were opened, there were more than 100 shells, and the dried salt was included, and there was also nearly a bowl of salt.

After Feng Lie disposed of the four-toothed wild boar cub, he saw a bowl of salt collected by the green soul, happily held the salt, dipped it with his finger and put it in his mouth: "It's really good, it's much better than the salt produced by the salt tribe, and the salt of the salt tribe also has a bitter taste." How good the salt we come out of the sun is, it is as white as snow, there is no bitterness, and the saltiness is much heavier. We can collect so much in one day, the amount of a leaf of salt, even if we can't find a suitable place for the salt pan, just drying it like this is enough for us Jiushan people. ”

In the past, each person could not use half a leaf of salt for a year. It's not that you don't need it, it's that you can't afford it, so you don't need salt if you can.

But that's no longer the case.

Qing Soul nodded: "We will definitely be able to find a suitable salt field, it's a big deal for us to run far." It is okay to use shells to dry salt, but this amount is too small and too slow. ”

The Jiushan clan can't distinguish too many people to dry salt.

For Qing Soul, it was too slow and too small to dry salt like this, but in Feng Lie's eyes, he already felt incredible that he could dry so much salt in one day.

Qing Soul set up firewood and began to cook, and Feng Lie thought about drying salt, so he went down the rock and went to the beach to collect shellfish.

Because he was looking for a salt pan, Qing Soul didn't have the heart to catch sea fish, so he started cooking with ready-made ingredients.

One pot was not enough, so she took two more pots.

I boiled a pot of rice with Lingquan water.

Burned a pot of braised pork from the four tooth wild boar.

Another pot, which she uses to cook vegetables.

All three fires were lit.

The sun was setting, and the sky was covered with fiery red fiery clouds.

In front of you is the endless blue sea.

Behind him is a lush virgin jungle.

By the sea, her only relative in this life is happily and actively looking for seafood.

In the nose, there is the aroma of food.

Qing Soul thinks that this kind of life is also very good.

It's a pity that those relatives in the past are not around.

There was some astringency in his eyes.

This kind of inadvertent longing is the most hurtful and sweetest.

But when I saw Feng Lie carrying a wooden barrel and smiling in the sun, the sourness in my heart faded.

"Yo-yo, I'll pick up so much in a while, you wake me up early tomorrow morning, and I'll pick it up again. Let's get some more salt. Ah, why are there so many pots? So fragrant, what did you do? ”

In the rock house, there is a wooden table, on which several plates of fried vegetables are already arranged.

A large plate of vermicelli garlic seashells, a large plate of scrambled eggs with leeks, a large plate of celery and shredded wild boar, a large plate of Xijiang lily shrimp, and a large plate of green garlic fried wild boar liver. A large pot of four-tooth wild boar pork ribs and radish soup.

Qing Soul smiled: "When the braised four-toothed wild boar is cooked, we can start the meal." If you're hungry, you can eat first. Braised pork will be fine for a while. ”

Feng Lie immediately responded: "Then I'll eat first." ”

Qing Soul also brought the rice pot in, took out a jar of lower vintage wine, and poured a bowl after opening the jar.

Feng Lie's eyes lit up immediately: "You can drink it usually?" ”

He was both greedy and a little reluctant. (2nd Update)