Now, with Cai Ling'er as a porter, Mo Yi'er is not afraid of picking too much and not being able to hold it. She was just busy filling the animal skin bags, and she seemed to have forgotten that these animal skin bags were used to hold silkworm threads.

She was very busy, until the little pompoms and silklars came over, and she was still buried in the pepper field to pick them.

"Mo Yi'er, what are you doing?" Simela watched suspiciously, Mo Yi'er put the little peppers into the animal skin bag, very puzzled. He tried this thing, and it was so unpalatable that his tongue hurt.

"I've found the baby, haha, I'll be able to cook more delicious dishes in the future." Mo Yi'er didn't raise her head, obviously Nanjiao attracted her more than Simella.

"You mean this thing?" Simora asked Mo Yi'er incredulously.

"yes."

"Mo Yi'er, this thing is so unpalatable." Compared with Simella, it is still a small pom-pom is more direct, because he is too familiar with Mo Yi'er, so he can say whatever he wants, and he has no scruples at all.

"Is it unpalatable? I think it's okay! Mo Yi'er finally raised her head, turned to look at them, and shrugged her shoulders when she saw that their faces were very disapproving. Maybe you don't like the spicy taste, but the result is really delicious. ”

"Really?" Smora was still skeptical.

"Really, I'll make fried shredded pork with southern pepper for you tonight." Mo Yi'er said, thinking of many 21st century dishes in her mind, especially spicy Sichuan cuisine, and she was drooling when she thought about it.

"Okay." The two agreed, and at the same time looked forward to it, Mo Yi'er's cooking was much better than that of the women of the tribe, and the food that could make her so excited must be delicious!

More than half of the animal skin bag was used, and the small pompom reminded Mo Yi'er, and she remembered that she also had to use the animal skin bag to hold silkworm threads.

Several people said goodbye to this piece of southern pepper land, but Mo Yier carefully wrote down the location of this land, there are large pieces of southern pepper here, and now she also has a mount, and she can pick it if she doesn't eat it in the future.

However, she ignored a problem, this pepper actually matured when the flowers and plants were just sprouting in the spring, and the next time she came, she didn't know if they were still there.

In the evening, they reached a place where they could find silkworm threads. Mo Yi'er was so tired that she handed over the work of collecting silkworm threads to Simola and the little pom-pom, and she lit a bonfire in the same place and began to cook the food to be eaten at night.

The meat was wild boar meat that was beaten last night, and the weather was still very cold, so after a day, it was still very fresh. Mo Yier neatly cut the meat and southern pepper into shreds with a stone knife, boiled out the lard with fatty pork, and began to fry the shredded meat. Because it doesn't come out with salt, it's much worse in seasoning.

The staple food is still barbecue, which makes Mo Yier extremely depressed, obviously the dish should be eaten with rice and steamed buns and the like, green pepper stir-fried meat with barbecue, what kind of rhythm is this?

When the meal was ready, the little pompom and the silkworm thread had already collected a bag of silkworm thread, and they could smell the aroma of stir-fried vegetables from afar, although the taste of the southern pepper was spicy, but it was also a wonderful taste that they had never smelled.

"Hey, you two should eat first! After a while, it will be completely dark, and be careful to eat it in your nose. Mo Yi'er was joking, showing her good mood today, thanks to Nanjiao's blessing!

"Eh, here we are." Both men ran to Mo Yi'er's side as fast as they could, staring at the shredded meat on a thin stone slab and fried southern pepper with burning eyes.

The little pompom had already seen Mo Yi'er use stone slabs to make food, so he was not surprised, but it was the first time he had seen Simala. The slate is not as good as Mo Yi'er's use when she fell inside the camp, after all, it was just a slate that was occasionally found just now, and it would be good to wash it. This can also make food, which is an eye-opener for Smolar.

"Don't be stunned, let's try it!" Mo Yi'er handed the two of them chopsticks made from tree branches, and she watched them eat with great anticipation.

The little pompom first put a chopstick in his mouth, and then his expression became weird, and it couldn't be said to be painful? Or is it painful! Seeing this, the chopsticks holding the southern pepper and shredded meat hesitated a little.

"Is it unpalatable?" Mo Yi'er asked the little pom-pom tangledly, and then put a chopstick into her mouth. Wow, that's the taste, it's delicious. "It's delicious, eat it."

Mo Yi'er said, even if she hesitated, she put it in her mouth, and then she had the same expression as a small pom-pom. This made Mo Yier very puzzled: "Why do you have such an expression?" Is it hard to eat? ”

"It's okay, it's okay!" Simala said euphemistically, if he had been in the tribe to others, he would have dropped his chopsticks and said to that man: It's so unpalatable.

"You find it unpalatable too?" Mo Yi'er saw his tangled appearance, and knew what he really thought in his heart, and then turned her head and asked the little pom-pom. The little pom-pom wanted to be perfunctory, but looking at Mo Yi'er's serious eyes, she had to tell the truth: "Although the taste is different from before it has not been cooked, it is also very unbearable, and my tongue hurts a little." ”

"Well, this is the spicy taste, which stimulates the tongue and increases the appetite. Maybe you're not used to eating, and when you get used to it, you won't be able to extricate yourself. Mo Yi'er understood very well that they hadn't eaten this kind of thing, so they couldn't stand it. It's like a child can't eat chili. As soon as you touch it, the taste will be engraved in your heart and you will love it.

After all, this fried shredded pork with southern pepper went into Mo Yier's stomach, and she was very happy to eat.

Early the next morning, Simola and Little Pom-pom woke up very early, draped the animal skin on Mo Yi'er's body, lightly didn't want to wake her up, and then went to collect silkworm threads. When Mo Yi'er woke up, they had already filled all the animal skin bags. The goods that were weighed were tied to Cai Ling'er's back, so that it almost couldn't fly. Mo Yier thought to herself, is she abusing the peacock too much? But it is absolutely impossible for her to carry it by herself, so she ......, "Hey, you two, my Cailing'er can't carry so many things, you can help carry a few bags!" ”

"Here, I'll still carry you on the way back, so I'll let him carry things." The little pom-pom immediately answered, so that he could get close to Mo Yi'er justifiably.

"No, I'll carry Mo Yi'er, you carry things." Simra disagreed, and immediately fought for her own interests.

"How can that be? You haven't carried Mo Yi'er, she will be uncomfortable on your back. The little pom-pom relied on himself to follow Mo Yi'er for a long time, and refused to give this benefit to Simola.

"No, my back must be more comfortable than yours."

"It's impossible, it's still ...... me on my back"