ANCIENT WASTELAND

Ch 34.2 blue

There are many people who have the same ideas as Jing, and they all think that the quack animal meat is not good, not to mention that it is not good to pluck the hair,

but it is small in size, and the hair will fall after the skin is peeled off, which is useless!

I haven't caught it before, but this time I was touching the quack beast eggs by the lake.

Jing thought about it for a moment, and explained to them clearly how to pluck the ducks. They would scald them with boiling water first, and they can pluck them out easily.

After speaking, he concluded, "Quack beast meat is actually delicious, just grab it, and I will show you how to pluck it when I return to the tribe at night!" The

warriors all know that Jing understands a lot and has always listened to him. If you don't say anything else, roll up your sleeves and go to chase out the quack beast.

While picking up duck eggs, while catching ducks, when the harvest was counted in the evening, they found that not only the quack beast eggs they picked had accumulated into mountains.

There are even more than three hundred quack beasts, all of which are big fat ducks of about eight or nine catties, and the harvest is not less than that of hunting in normal days, or even more!

The fire in the kiln was watched by the tribe leader, and Jing Yuan went back to the tribe first to teach them how to deal with quack animal hair.

Set up the big stone pot in the tribe. After the water is boiled, put the quack beast into it and roll it twice, drag it out and let it be plucked, and roll another one.

The feathers of the scalded quack beasts can be pulled off without much effort, and the quack beasts are quickly torn up smoothly, and then their stomachs are cut open.

I don't need any of the internal organs. I took out all of them and threw them in the latrine. After they decayed, I used them as fertilizer for the land he had just opened.

Not only the quack beast, but the offal of other prey is not eaten. The main thing is that it lacks seasoning...

Without the peculiar smell of green onion, ginger, garlic, pepper and pepper, the taste of the offal is really unpleasant. Jing is ready to wait for the seasoning to be planted, and then study this problem!

The quack beast was used to improve the food. For three days in a row, the remaining 500 ducks in the tribe were saved, and Jingyuan was going to make cured ducks.

Probably because they were caught too much, the ducks finally began to be alert, and the pottery in the round kiln was also fired, waiting for the kiln to open.

As usual, we stopped adding firewood to the kiln first, and waited for the temperature of the kiln room to drop.

When the kiln was opened, the sacrificial priest let the patriarch carry him on their backs and waited at the entrance of the kiln.

The entire tribe, including the old people in the big cave, walked slowly to the edge of the lake in groups, waiting to watch the pottery come out of the kiln.

Everyone's eyes were eager and expectant, staring at the patriarch standing on the top of the kiln intently, and they couldn't bear to stagger their eyes for a moment.

Finally, when the temperature dropped, Shan first opened the roof of the kiln.

Shaking away the remaining heat and dust, Shan looked into the kiln room, his eyes straightened and his mouth was dumbfounded, and he didn't speak for a while.