It turned out that they had not found any prey in Ayutthaya all day, but on the way back they encountered a pack of wolves.

Dacheng they were also reluctant to provoke the wolves, seeing that the wolves had hunted a deer together, and were eating happily, they wanted to leave quietly, but they didn't expect a rhino ditch to suddenly run out.

The rhinoceros was as black as ink, with a stout physique, scarlet eyes, and probably hungry, screaming and rushing towards the wolves with its hooves in its hands.

This fight, Dacheng they couldn't hide, had to join the battle, fortunately, Dacheng has rich experience in the enemy, killed a wolf, led the clansmen to escape from the spot, before leaving, he was also gnawed beyond recognition of the deer to carry back half of the head.

In the cave, everyone looked at the lower half of the deer's body with uneven fur and blurred flesh and blood, with different expressions.

There is greed, there is resistance, there is hesitation.

The Qinglu tribe has the talent bloodline of deer, although it is not known how many years there has not been a talented warrior, but one of their clan rules is not to eat deer. No matter what kind of deer it is, you can't eat it, and you can't even hurt it.

Ayutthaya didn't know about this rule and brought the half of the deer back, but even if he knew about it, he would have brought it back.

You can't eat without meat, the tribe hasn't had any meat foam since the snow fell in winter, and everyone has no strength in them.

Lu Qingqing: ......

They don't have the strength or anything, who are the people who beat the stone to make the tiger angry? What about the weaker people in the tribe?

Lu lightly searched in his memories and knew the rule that the Qinglu tribe did not eat deer, when was it, and he still kept the rules of death.

She is now using this body that is too fragile to work, and there is no oil and water in her stomach, and when she sees the big lump of meat, her eyes are about to glow green, and her saliva is secreting.

She pondered for a while and spoke: "Lord God of Food said, the rules are set by people, no rules are absolute, if the ancestors know our current situation, they will definitely approve of us eating this deer, they met this deer in the big city, and brought it back, this may be the gift of the God of Food and the ancestors to us." ”

Hearing Lu Qingqing say this, the hesitation and resistance in the eyes of many people faded, Jiao gritted his teeth, and said decisively: "Cook it, everyone will get a piece, the soldiers who went out today will each have three pieces, and Ben will give five pieces." ”

Ben was the one who had broken his leg.

Hearing this, Ben's bleak face showed a sincere and grateful smile, and his woman was also very excited.

The cave burst into cheers and went to process the venison.

Dozens of ways to cook venison flashed through Lu Qingqing's mind, but who let there be no seasoning here except salt, and in the end, he could only watch as this group of natives cut the meat and boiled it directly in water.

Tyrannical things, tyrannical things.

Lu Qingqing's heart was dripping blood, so she simply couldn't see it and didn't bother, and went to see her fern root powder.

After an afternoon of precipitation, the starch sank to the lower layer, Lu gently poured the water from the upper layer, scooped up the wet starch below, and put it in the pot to cook.

While cooking, stir vigorously with a wooden spatula.

She didn't have the strength, so Mitsuya took over her work and worked hard to stir the starch mass in one direction.

The original gray-white starch color gradually darkened, and after a while, it turned into a dark green lump of paste, which was very sticky, and the three branches became more and more difficult to stir.

But she didn't feel tired at all, and seeing the contents of the pot change under her stirring, and a vague sweet smell also filled the air, she said excitedly: "Deer, it's changed!

There were also clansmen around, shouting "It's changed" and "It's so fragrant, do you smell it?"

Lu watched lightly from the side, and was also a little excited.

The fern root is done! She was not mistaken!

"After a little more stirring, there is still too much moisture. She said.

There were stronger men on the side who couldn't wait to volunteer to stir up.

After another minute or two, Lu lightly saw that the glutinous rice cake was becoming more and more formed, turning into a black ball, so he stopped and wrapped the fern root glutinous rice cake about the size of half a volleyball with a wooden shovel and put it on a stone slab.

Everyone followed, bent over, bent down, staring at this black ball curiously, and a little like a great enemy, not knowing how to eat this thing.

Qi quickly stretched out his hand and touched it, exclaiming, "It's so soft! Deer, can I eat it?"

Lu gently cut off a small piece of glutinous rice with a stone knife, blew it cold, and put it in his mouth.

So sticky!

It would be nice if there were rice noodles, and the glutinous rice noodles will not be so sticky if they are rolled in a circle in the rice noodles, and the taste will be better.

But now it's not bad, the pure natural fern root, fresh with a hint of sweetness, soft and glutinous, like a freshly steamed rice cake, like the winter solstice night just served on the table hemp heart glutinous rice balls, there are staple food thick and full, there are fine grains like delicate and gentle, but more than they are a little more sweet and natural than them.

Lu sighed softly with satisfaction, and when he looked up, he saw that everyone was looking at him with wide eyes, so he smiled and gave Qi a slice, Qi couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth, his eyes widened all of a sudden, and he shouted indistinctly: "It's delicious!

Seeing his reaction, the others couldn't wait, and Lu said hurriedly: "Don't worry, it's all there, it's all there." ”

What's there, everyone has been busy working for most of the day with fern roots, and the starch that comes out is actually not much, and a small half has been made at this time, and it is only a little fist big, so many people in the tribe, how can it be enough to eat?

Don't think that the natives are stupid, they have good brains, look at what has been made here, look at the starch that has not been made over there, and they are all clamoring to eat.

The main thing is that there seems to be no sweetness that seems to be too attractive, and even the salt in this era is pitiful, not to mention sweet things, only in spring and summer, when the grass and trees are vigorous, look for luck to find something sweet to eat.

Fortunately, Lu Qingqing had already initially established his majesty, and these people didn't dare to force themselves in front of her.

Being looked at by a pair of eager eyes, Lu gently and seriously stared at the glutinous rice in front of him, striving to divide the small pieces and evenly, so that no one could eat them.

As a result, there were nearly two hundred people in the tribe, and each of them was given a pressure the size of a broad bean, which was almost not enough to stuff their teeth, but the sweet and soft taste became more and more sultry, they had never eaten such a thing, and the natives who were busy all day long for a bite to eat instantly understood the benefits of this thing.

As soon as you eat it, you know that it is especially filling!

Suddenly, they didn't even look forward to the venison so much, and their eyes were glowing as they looked at the fern root powder that was still being made for the second time.

Jiao immediately ordered: "Tomorrow, everyone who can move will dig up the black vine!"

Before the real blizzard arrives, store as many black vines as you can!