Don't disturb my farming Chapter 54 Grassroots Surrender
This year, when they went to collect acorns, they did not encounter a herd of wild boars, so naturally there were no rich reserves of meat and fat like last year. The little wild boar that Xiao Yun asked the soldiers to keep an eye out for was not caught either - after all, the snow werewolves did not have the ability to fly into the sky to search for prey, so hunting depended on luck.
The stupid dragon who was eating for free was different. It could fly, perform magic, and had a particularly fat colorful bird pet that was good at tracking. Hunting in the grasslands and forests was like using cheats. It flew out for less than two hours and brought back two litters of wild boars.
Xiao Yun, who was guarding the square, saw the twenty or so wild boars of all sizes tied up with translucent magic ropes, and immediately felt that the effort he put into tricking this stupid dragon was not in vain...
Needless to say, Xiao Yun immediately went up to him and flattered him, making the green dragon almost laugh. He didn't mind the cool night wind and immediately got up and flew out to continue hunting...
"Even a pair of underwear or a piece of toilet paper has its uses. Garbage is just a resource placed in the wrong place. The Industrial (gong) Party (Dang) is honest with me~" Xiao Yun was so happy that he kept touching his chin. It was a pity that the snow wolf man could not grow a beard and he could not satisfy his desire to be a wise man, otherwise he would have to grow a goatee and get a bird feather fan.
They woke up the sleeping tribesmen and built a pigsty overnight. All the members worked hard and quickly, using the remaining cement bricks and wood to build a pigsty. Even the green dragon, who had been praised a lot, flew almost all the hundreds of miles around the Snow Werewolf Tribe. All the wild boars that had built nests and hibernated around here were in trouble...
If you want the horse to run, you have to feed it with grass. Even though Xiao Yun had already labeled this green dragon as a loser in his heart, he couldn't fire him after all... So when the green dragon slowly came to his senses and heard something wrong with his expression when he flattered him, Xiao Yun immediately stopped squeezing his heart, invited him to sit in the newly built mobile home as a guest of honor, and quickly served the promised fried fish, soy milk, fried dough sticks and tofu pudding.
With newly harvested soybeans and a stone mill, making soy milk is completely effortless. Soak the new beans overnight and grind them into pulp. Skim off the foam on the surface, boil them over high heat for about ten minutes, then simmer over low heat for a few minutes. Pour them out and filter out the dregs with cloth folded into several layers, and you will get fresh and sweet soy milk.
As for fried dough sticks, it was even less of a hassle. The natural alkali extracted from wood ash (the extraction method can be found in Chapter 26) could be used to make dough, which would make the dough more puffy, white and soft. Not to mention that frying fried dough sticks was nothing. If Xiao Yun had the spare time, he could even make smooth and chewy ramen. Rural areas have the habit of using wood ash and natural alkali when making homemade pasta and even zongzi. After grinding wheat flour, Xiao Yun put the natural alkali into the production of wheat cakes. The steamed wheat cakes were more fluffy, soft and fragrant. Even Green Dragon couldn't forget it...
As for tofu pudding, you can make it while grinding the soy milk: grind the slurry, skim off the foam and filter out the dregs to get the soy milk, divide half of it into a ceramic pot, take a small bowl and fill it with clean water, dissolve gypsum in the water, pour it into the soy milk pot, cover it with a lid and wait for an hour, and a full pot of tofu pudding will be ready.
In the absence of seasoning (only salt, a small amount of vinegar, wild garlic, and basil), this meal, which would be extremely despised by the people of the Foodie Empire on Earth, was actually very popular with the Green Dragon... This pretender didn't even gobble it up like he did before, but ate it carefully with a tense face, especially the tofu pudding. The tofu pudding seasoned with only salt, vinegar, and wild garlic made his eyes full of stars. After finishing the whole pot of tofu pudding, he still looked very sorry that he ate it too fast and didn't taste enough...
Xiao Yun had a blank expression on his face, and even wanted to laugh. You deserved it for not using the technology tree to focus on serious matters. A green dragon is living worse than a Chinese worker who earns 3,000 yuan a month. You deserve it!
Seeing the green dragon staring at the clay pot of tofu pudding, as if he was hesitating whether to wipe off his face and lick the pot, Xiao Yun immediately took action - people with dignity are easier to deal with than those without dignity, so it would be better for the green dragon to be more reserved - he took a step forward and stood in front of the dining table specially prepared for this guy, slightly bent over, and said with a smile: "Your Excellency Lord, are you satisfied with the food my tribe offers?"
The green dragon reluctantly tore the eyes off the pottery pot, slowly wiped his mouth with a napkin, and nodded slightly in a pretentious manner: "Not bad."
"That's great... To be honest, the tofu pudding you like -" pointing to the pottery pot, "and fried dough sticks and pancakes" pointing to the plates, "are what we get through planting." He smiled righteously, "It's an honor for these foods to be favored by you. We will definitely work hard to plant more next year." He paused and sighed, "It's a pity that we don't have enough manpower this year, so we can't plant enough... Otherwise, I really want you to take these foods back to share with your people."
The previous words were nothing, but after the last sentence, the green dragon's eyes turned even greener, and he said without hesitation: "No - no, you don't have to."
Xiao Yun laughed in his heart. You really don't intend to let others know that we are taking advantage of you. After a little probing, Xiao Yun immediately changed his tone: "Then... our tribe will try our best to store the food you like, so that we can welcome you at any time?" He pointed to the ceramic bowl of tofu pudding, "To be honest, it takes a whole day to make such a portion of tofu pudding..."
He wasn't lying. It takes a day to make a pot of tofu pudding, and a day to make a bowl of tofu pudding... Isn't it time-consuming to soak the beans and grind the soy milk? If you don't take it too long, who can stand this thing coming every day!
The green dragon showed an understanding expression. It takes a lot of time to prepare delicious and beautiful food . He looked at Xiao Yun with a particularly satisfied look - you guys are smart enough to leave all the delicious food for me!
This time, Xiao Yun didn't give the green dragon a middle finger to send him off. More than 200 wild boars of different sizes were exchanged for a meal plus a painted pottery ornament that could probably be sold for a few hundred yuan. This business was good.
Xiao Yun , who had a calm expression but was excitedly thinking about fanning the pigs, raising pigs, pork, pig blood and pig intestines, turned around and saw Niu Jiao slipping in at some point, holding up the clay pot left over by Green Dragon and sticking out his tongue.
"Shut up!" Xiao Yun rushed over and grabbed the pottery pot, pointing at the horns angrily, "Are you crazy? That stupid dragon has n't brushed its teeth for hundreds of years, and any drop of its saliva can poison you to death, don't you know! These things must be disinfected with hot water before use, and you dare to lick them!"
Niu Jiao was even angrier than Xiao Yun, and he stamped his feet in grievance: "You clearly said that you would give me the good things first, but you gave them all to others!"
"..." Xiao Yun held his forehead with his hand, feeling tired and not wanting to talk.
In order to appease Niu Jiao and also let the tribesmen try something new to change their taste, Xiao Yun dragged out a basket of beans, at least two hundred pounds, and ground them all to make tofu, tofu pudding and soy milk for these guys to eat their fill - tofu pudding is made with gypsum water, tofu is made with brine, and the tofu is pressed into a mold with a flat wooden board to squeeze out the water, which becomes dry tofu, which can also be sliced and stir-fried with wild boar meat.
As for the brine for making tofu, it is a by-product of salt drying... The sticky impurities remaining in the salt fields after salt drying are dried into blocks and become brine. At that time, Xiao Yun brought back a lot of it while thinking about making tofu.
Everyone ate soy milk, tofu and bean curd, and looked at the warehouse where soybeans were stored with great enthusiasm - I didn't expect that beans could be eaten like this! Beans are really great, we must plant more next year!
After the big soy meal, the next step is the terrifying task: fanning the pig.
The so-called fanning of pigs means cutting off the testicles of a young boar. Castrated boars can grow more meat, have a more delicate texture, and have no fishy smell when kept in captivity. Anyone who has watched documentaries related to Chinese agriculture knows this common sense - but few people have really studied how to fan a pig specifically, and Xiao Yun doesn't know it anyway.
A group of warriors, including Hongye, Yu, Ashan, the cooks Yangmao, Niujiao and others followed Xiao Yun to the pigpen where the smell of cement had not yet dissipated. They looked at the more than a hundred little wild boars that were lively and active and rooting around in the fence. They were silent for a while, looking at each other in confusion.
"Ayun, how exactly do you mean by fanning?" Hongye asked.
"Uh... maybe make a cut on the balls and squeeze the testicles out?" Xiao Yun asked uncertainly.
As he said this, he felt a chill in his hips...
"Won't this cause the piglet to die of pain?" Ashan said palely.
"It shouldn't be..." Xiao Yun thought about it. The ancient Chinese didn't say that they would exterminate pigs when they fanned them. Maybe it was painful but not fatal? Besides, there were many eunuchs in ancient times...
Hongye didn't have balls, and didn't have the ecstasy that the male snow wolves had when they heard the pain. She jumped into the pigsty and caught the piglets to check if they had balls. She caught a little boar and pointed its butt toward Xiao Yun: "Ayun, show us how to slap it."
Xiao Yun stared at the testicles under the pig's buttocks, listened to the little boar's miserable cries, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
As we all know, the testicles are reproductive organs that grow outside the body. They are densely covered with nerves. Just scratching or rubbing them is extremely exciting... not to mention using a knife on them. When Xiao Yun endured the discomfort and took the roasted skinning knife to cut the little boar, the little boar's heart-wrenching screams made the more than 200 wild boars in the pigpen tremble together...
Cut open the skin under the testicles close to the pig's buttocks, squeeze out the tiny testicles, apply a paste made of mashed rhubarb and plantain on them, and then release the little boar; the little boar staggers and staggers, struggling to find his relatives, and hums as he crawls under the belly of the sow...
"Well... it looks like it was successful." Xiao Yun held a skinning knife in one hand and pig testicles in the other, and looked at everyone else expressionlessly.
Ashan ran away, Niu Jiao retreated to the door of the pigpen, covering his legs with a look of fear on his face. Yu's face turned pale and he didn't dare to meet his gaze.
"Who's coming?" Xiao Yun raised the skinning knife, blood still dripping from his fingertips.
Yu also ran away... He covered his legs and ran away, and Niu Jiao followed suit.
"...I'll do it." Hongye said with a twitching mouth, "Ayun, you...go and call Mumu to come and hold the pigs down." The little pigs need to be fanned, and the big pigs that are not in a hurry to be killed for meat also need to be fanned. The strength of the piglets cannot suppress an adult boar.
Xiao Yun immediately turned around and left - this job is really not suitable for men, okay!
At the tribe's dinner that day, Yang Mao brought out a large pot of fried meatballs and said with a smile, "Today we have a new dish, the testicles cut from a wild boar. They smell really good. Come smell them!"
…At least half of the people subconsciously covered their balls.
There was no problem feeding the additional 200 wild boars. Acorns and alfalfa were the most suitable feed for the pigs. It was a bit troublesome to feed the pigs with dried and stored alfalfa. But after the gray dwarves made a guillotine for chopping the grass with iron, it became easy.
In addition to the guillotine, the gray dwarves also worked hard to make a large number of farm tools such as hoes, sickles, shovels, rakes, etc. The benefits of farming are obvious to everyone. If it weren't for the wheat and soybeans piled up in the warehouse, it would not be easy for these 150 or so people to have enough to eat every day when heavy snow falls.
That's right, snow started falling on the grassland that day after the pigs were fanned - the momentum was no less than last year, and the first snow covered the knees of the adult snow werewolves.
In other tribes, snow means a long winter, but in the Fire Tribe it is impossible. The work that needs to be done still needs to be done... The gray dwarves' vertical furnaces continue to burn, the coking kilns emit billowing black smoke, the snow werewolves and caracals have to take care of the pigsty and sheepfold, and the adult snow werewolves, in addition to continuing to drag back coal and iron ore, have to continue to raise soil and fertilizer for farming next year - the ready-made phosphate ore cannot be used, and they have to rely on the phosphorus in animal bones as fertilizer, and all the wild animal nests they can find have to be searched.
In the new mobile home, where the cement floor was heated by floor heating, Sal, wrapped in a blanket, stared blankly at the caracal cubs and werewolf cubs rolling around in the snow outside. In the temperature of minus ten degrees Celsius, he couldn't survive without floor heating, but these alien cubs only needed to wear a fur vest and a layer of animal skin to jump around - after so many years on the grassland, he had to sigh at the fragility of human beings every winter.
If his country was located in a place where the ground was frozen for at least four months a year, Thrall had no doubt that half of the civilians would freeze to death every year...
Even without such severe cold, no king would be willing to settle down on the grassland. Thrall looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, and the fear in his heart rose again - the green-haired monster had come several times. If it were a human tribe, they would have been scared and moved elsewhere. Only the snow werewolves dared to continue living here!
Not only did the cub Ayun not consider migrating, he could also talk to the monster as if nothing had happened, and even used it to catch wild boars... Father God, only monsters can deal with other monsters in a calm manner!
——Xiao Yun, who was squatting in the greenhouse and carefully planting cut sweet potatoes in the soil, sneezed several times in succession.
Thrall used to think that Xiao Yun was a devil who had stolen A Yun's body. After the green dragon incident, he firmly regarded Xiao Yun as a monster... After all, devils are also magical creatures and are afraid of dragons. Dragons can even control some demons.
Then Thrall was very confused about Xiao Yun's origins. He thought about it until his head ached, but still had no clue... If Xiao Yun had not used the "evil black magic planting technology", he might have regarded Xiao Yun as a messenger sent by some natural god system to assist the snow werewolves. After all, a cub actually knew so many techniques and could make a poor little tribe worry-free about food and clothing in just one year and also take in a large number of foreigners. This kind of myth can only be achieved by the messengers of the natural god system.
However, Xiao Yun's "evil black magic cultivation method" that he had never been shy about and openly let everyone participate in made Thrall very confused... all kinds of feces, all kinds of white bones, all kinds of humus - this style of painting did not match the natural god system no matter how you looked at it!
Thrall was so confused that he almost scratched his head, but he couldn't tell anyone... These grassland people were stupid, and Thrall didn't dare to expect others to keep a secret for him. What if he spoke out his doubts, and the cub Ayun found out that he suspected the true identity of "Him" and killed him to silence him? Thrall couldn't get along in human society because he was involved in the nobles' troubles and couldn't get away. He had to run away because they wanted to silence him.
Sar was so preoccupied with the lawsuit that he struggled with himself for a long time. When the snow stopped falling, he was a little absent-minded when he left the mobile home to inspect the mushroom house. At dinner, he was eating wheat cakes in the shared bedroom where he lived. He overheard Xiao Yun talking to Cao Gen and Huo Yan, and almost spit out the pickled vegetable and minced meat filling that he had just chewed.
The weather was cold, so they couldn't eat in the square as before. Xiao Yun sat cross-legged on the kang, chewing on a generous portion of pickled vegetable and minced meat steamed cake (actually a big bun), and discussed things with the two clan leaders: "Isn't there a large piece of open space outside the industrial zone? Everyone has been relatively idle recently, so why not make use of that land... We don't need to build a very strong shed. The mud bricks that were built but not used before can be used. They just need to not collapse under the weight of snow and can block the wind. The standard of the shed should be the same as that of the mushroom house, and the required indoor temperature is not much different from that of the mushroom house (room temperature of about 20 degrees). Borrowing geothermal heat from the industrial zone is just right. We can't plant crops in the past few months because of the snow, so we can raise earthworms first..."
"These worms that burrow into the soil and eat mud have many benefits when raised. We can use cow dung that has fermented into black to fatten the earthworms. They eat the cow dung, and the earthworm feces they excrete is fertilizer. It is more useful in farming than the soil fertilizer we collect everywhere now..."
——Sal tried to neither swallow the chewed vegetable, meat or wheat cake nor spit it out, and felt nauseous.
"When the earthworms are grown, they can be dried and ground into powder and used to feed pigs, cattle and sheep. They are nutritious, cattle and sheep can produce more milk, pigs can grow fatter, and the meat tastes better..."
——Sal suddenly covered his mouth, jumped off the kang, put on his shoes, and rushed out in the heavy snow.
Xiao Yun was unaware of this and continued to persuade the two clan leaders...
Even if you are very capable, have made great contributions, and everyone listens to you, you cannot take it for granted. You must give face to the big guys in the group, and ask for instructions and get support in advance for important matters. Even if you don't actually need instructions from others, you must still have the attitude of asking for instructions, otherwise no matter how capable you are, sooner or later you will be frustrated and thrown down - some people who are particularly capable cannot be promoted, and this is the reason why they suffer.
Xiao Yun, who strategically attached great importance to the enemy... that is, his teammates, would not make such a mistake even if he was the one who had the final say in the tribe. After figuring out the earthworm farming and feeling that it was feasible, he first came to "discuss" it with the two clan leaders - regardless of whether the two clan leaders could provide reference opinions or not, at least he had to show his attitude of consultation.
With everyone being very satisfied with the results of farming, and carrying the banner of "beneficial to farming", the two clan leaders unsurprisingly gave their full approval. The more reliable grassroots even discussed with Xiao Yun about who would be more suitable to do this job... So it can be said that the grassroots have a high IQ. After Xiao Yun explained the process of earthworm breeding, she understood that this could not be done by the cubs as a "part-time job", and it had to be done by someone specifically, just like letting Sal cultivate enoki mushrooms.
The result of the discussion was that Caogen hoped that she could take the lead in this work.
Xiao Yun was a little surprised, but the grassroots chief was very persistent.
The Snow Wolf people rely on hunting and grazing as their main means of survival. The tribe leader usually participates in grazing, hunting, food distribution and other matters related to the right to allocate tribal resources (so Xiao Yun did not let the tribe leader lead a work team or take on any single responsibility). The grassroots tribe leader took the initiative to propose to raise earthworms for the tribe just like Sal cultivated enoki mushrooms. There is something meaningful here: she is showing that her tribe is completely integrated with the Fire Tribe and will never "split" even if there are any disagreements in the future - earthworm farming is a tribe that depends on farming and raising livestock. Without raising cattle, sheep and pigs, and without farming, raising earthworms is meaningless. In this way, the grassroots tribe leader expresses her acceptance of the dominant position of the Fire Tribe.
Xiao Yun blinked a few times to understand the meaning of the grassroots chief's self-recommendation. He put away his smile and said seriously: "Then I will leave it to you, grassroots chief."
"I will try my best." The grassroots chief nodded solemnly.
The two smart people didn't need to speak too bluntly, as they understood each other's attitude through eye contact: the grassroots chief was placing the future and lives of the 58 members of his own tribe on the Fire Flame Tribe, or in other words, on the cub Ayun, who was driving the Fire Flame Tribe into an unknown future.
Xiao Yun had previously demonstrated that his tribe had the ability to support two tribes, and the grassroots chief had never expressed his opinion so frankly (giving up the right to distribute tribal resources and becoming the sole producer of resources within the tribe). Obviously, Xiao Yun's method of dealing with the green dragon gave the grassroots chief confidence, making her believe that Xiao Yun could take on the responsibility of leading the tribe and shouldering the responsibility of the survival of so many people - being brave and aggressive and fighting at every turn is definitely not a leader's talent. After all, the grassroots chief has been a chief for decades, and she would understand such a simple truth.
The Fire Clan leader said with a serious face: "Well, then let's do as Ayun said."
Xiao Yun & Cao Gen: "..."
Xiao Yun and Cao Gen looked away silently and sighed.
Xiao Yun sighed that there were too few grassroots people in the tribe, and Cao Gen sighed that she had actually admired Huo Yan before... As expected, as she got older, her brain became duller than when she was young.
