The Beasts of the World [farming] - Chapter 175 Spring couplets

The first Spring Festival in the life of the orcs was slowly approaching, and an atmosphere of indescribable joy filled the whole tribe.

Everyone looked forward to it for a long time, and time passed day by day, and the New Year's Eve finally arrived.

The whole tribe got up very early on this day, and the genius had just turned on, and the tribe was full of laughter and laughter.

The half-hibernating orcs did not sleep anymore, and turned back into human forms, putting on their most glamorous animal skin coats, and went down to help.

At noon today, the whole tribe will have lunch together. All kinds of vegetables and meat must be prepared, and the cooking pots of each family will also be taken out and put on the fire. Later, everyone will eat together around the fire.

Yunming's hearing is very good, and he heard the sounds of the tribe from a long distance.

When Ren Heyin woke up in a daze, watching him lying down and listening, he arched his arms and asked, "What are you listening to?"

There was a smile in Yunming's voice, "Listen to the voices of the tribe. Most of the people have already gotten up, and the children are running and laughing underneath it is very lively."

Ren Heyin glanced sideways at the window next to him. It had just snowed yesterday, and the snow had not yet melted clean. The snow was reflected everywhere. Looking out from the glass, you could see a very bright light.

He yawned and asked, "What time is it?"

Yunming called up the search box, "Six to fifty."

"It's still early, everyone got up too early today."

The sun comes out late in winter, and usually this time is just not long after dawn.

"All are looking forward to the New Year."

"Yes. Forget it, let's get up quickly."

He said that he was going to get up, but he couldn't get up. He simply hugged Yunming's waist and squinted against him for a while.

Yun Ming took his clothes and put them in the bed to warm them, then got up and put on the clothes and went outside to make breakfast.

The carbon fire in the bedroom has not been extinguished, and they have the habit of putting a large pot of water on it.

Every day the water is boiled, and the water vapor is diffused, acting as an indoor humidifier.

The charcoal fire hadn't gone out, and the water in the pot was still hot. Yunming scooped a little out to wash, and then went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Their breakfast is very hearty. They steam a bun and fry a dumpling, take out the pickled cucumbers made in summer and shredded radish made in early winter, with the white porridge that has been stuffed in the jar since last night, and cut two plates of sausage and bacon, which is half the table. Breakfast is ready.

He brought the breakfast, Ren Heyin was embarrassed to stay in bed again, and simply got up to wash. ! .

The bed was very warm. He slept next to Yunming all night. His hands and feet had already slept warmly. Putting on the animal skin coat with the remaining warmth, he just came over for breakfast in a spirit of energy.

"There are so many white flowers and birds left, shall we catch two white flowers and birds and go to the tribe later?"

"Row."

"Bring another sheep over. The tribe is full of frozen meat. The fresh sheep tastes better." Ren Heyin said happily, "Then we will bring another bag of wheat flour and we will make dumplings when we are ready. We will be sure later. can not be less."

Ren Heyin originally said he wanted to eat hot pot, but think about dumplings, they are also to be eaten, no need to make more, everyone can try one or two.

They are now making dumplings, which can just be promoted.

The plum sauce they made last year was kept in a jar for more than half a year. The taste is very sour and delicious. Adding some minced garlic and crushed pepper is a good dipping material.

There is no vinegar to dip dumplings, so plum sauce will do.

They arrived in the tribe after seven o'clock, and the people in the tribe waved their hands excitedly when they saw them coming from a distance.

"Yin, Yunming, are you here? Why did you bring so many things?"

"New Year, you must eat and drink well." Ren Heyin put down the burden on his shoulders, "I brought soy sauce, bean sprouts, wheat flour and sour plum sauce and other odds and ends, and Yunming brought sheep and white flowers and birds."

"Aren't you running out of sheep?"

"It's not too much, it's not a difference."

Ren Heyin put down his things, and the Orcs in the tribe picked them up and placed them in the open space.

Orcs go to kill sheep and white flowers and birds.

Ren Heyin went over to see the food prepared by everyone.

He came over two days ago to fry the hot pot base with everyone. Now the hot pot base is frozen in a large wooden basin, and the hot pot can be boiled after it melts.

Ren Heyin turned around to see that they were all preparing, and loudly reminded: "Everyone first mix wheat flour with rice flour, ferment it with old acid water for a while, and put a few more bird eggs in it."

Bei Lang smiled, "I see, let's make a face now."

The wheat that Ren Heyin grows is local wheat, and the yield is not high. They ate so many buns and dumplings, and there is not much left. Mixing with rice flour is enough to make dumpling wrappers.

The whole tribe eats dumplings together. Even if everyone only eats two or three, the dumplings try their best to have thin skins and large fillings. The wheat is still not enough.

When Ren Heyin and Yunming arrived in the tribe, they were busy with everyone, go! Around ten o'clock in the morning, Ren Heyin ordered them to cook the roasted white flowers and birds, barbecue and the first batch of dumplings.

Ren Heyin checked the quality of these foods, and then led everyone to set up a table beside the big river seriously, put the food on it, and led everyone to sacrifice to their ancestors and animal gods.

He is a priest, and sacrifice is his natural responsibility.

Everyone in the tribe originally had the tradition of beast **** worship and ancestor worship. Ren Heyin hopes to pass on these traditions. If everyone has faith, they will have a bottom line in many cases and society will be more restrictive.

Ren Heyin hopes that before technology is sufficient to punish illegal crimes, occultism can awe those who have bad faith.

Everyone was very serious when they were priests.

Ren Heyin led everyone to recite the prayers, summarized what everyone had done in the past year, and talked about the expectations for the next year, and then ended the sacrifice and distributed the food for the sacrifice to everyone in the tribe.

After the sacrifice, Ren Heyin and the others threw the prepared dry bamboo tube into the fire.

Ren Heyin looked at the old and young of the tribe, then glanced at Yunming next to him, with a smile and warmth in his eyes, and announced loudly: "Lunch starts-everyone eat and drink well, a happy year!"

"New Year's Day—" a child yelled milkily.

Smiles appeared on everyone's faces, each holding a bowl and looking for a pot to prepare for hot pot.

The bone broth is stewed in the cooking pot. The hot pot ingredients have not been put down. The cooking pot is full of milky white soup. Put the dumplings down and you can just eat the dumplings and drink the soup.

It is the first time most people have seen dumplings. Some people carefully stuffed a dumpling into their mouth and felt that dumplings are so delicious.

They have a serious shortage of materials here, and Ren Heyin didn't make any tricks on the dumplings, that is, the stuffing of fresh deer and bamboo shoots and the stuffing of beef mushrooms, the ingredients are not enough, and the flour and rice noodles are not enough. Each person can divide it into about three.

Despite the bite, the delicious soup from the dumplings flowed out, and many people were so hot that they could not help but smile.

The meat in the dumplings is very tender, and the green onion is very fragrant. Those with a stronger taste can dip it in sour plum sauce.

One bite of dumplings and another bite of soup, one! The wind and frost of the year have melted in this dumpling.

After eating the dumplings, everyone puts in the hot pot bottom material, and after boiling, put the meat in to rinse.

I don't know when it will start, and there are snowflakes in the sky again. Everyone is fearless, sitting in front of the spectator, chatting and eating delicious food.

The atmosphere was too hot, there were many fires at the foot of the mountain, and the heat from the flames made the snow silently dissipated in the air before it fell.

Today’s lunch is unlimited, everyone can eat until the belly is round.

In front of the pot where Ren Heyin sat with Yunming, the backbone of the tribe surrounded them.

Ren Heyin looked around and picked up the soup bowl, "This year it is not easy for everyone. Our tribe has done a lot of things, and there are many things being done. I believe it will be better in the coming year. Thanks for your hard work, I won’t say anything else. It’s all for the tribe, come and do it."

"Come on, do it!"

Han said: "Our tribe can develop so well, thanks to you, we all have to thank you."

"No, we achieve each other. The development of the tribe is inseparable from everyone in the tribe." Ren Heyin looked at Yunming with infinite love and tenderness in his eyes, "If you really want to thank you, I want to thank my partner. Yun Ming. Without him, there would be no me who I am today. He has made me and shaped me."

Yunming patted his back lightly, looked at him and said in a low voice: "Me too, if you were not there, most of my life would be winter."

Quans took the lead in booing, "Kiss!"

Ren Heyin smiled, tilted his head and gently kissed Yunming's soft lips.

The two breathed together, and Yunming turned against the guests.

They kissed in the crowd, bathed in the smiles of everyone.

After the kiss, Ren Heyin gasped and laughed: "I have nothing else to nag, do you have anything else to say?"

Everyone looked at each other and laughed at each other.

Quan laughed, "We should have nothing to say, after all, we are together every day, and we have already said what we want to say."

"That's fine, everyone eat and drink well, and have a good time this year!"

On the last day of Lichun, the weather was still cold, but the food and the love between people were warm enough to warm people's hearts.

Everyone is sitting together! There are endless words, endless songs, endless stories.

The soup in the cooking pot kept gurgling, and when the soup dries, everyone will scoop new bone soup from the big stone pot and add it in, and various foods are constantly being delivered.

Everyone is full, sit and chat, take a break, digestion is almost complete, and then continue to blanch the food.

This lunch has been eaten from more than 11 o'clock in the morning to more than 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

The roof of the house is full of snowflakes, and the roof is chubby, adding a bit of roundness and softness to this blue brick and black tiled house.

They can already feel the warmth at home before they even walk into the house.

Ren Heyin glanced at the search box and smiled: "It's still early, just in time we posted the Spring Festival couplets."

They had already made the paper some time ago. The paper was very thick and soft. Ren Ren Heyin and Yunming specially picked some red-skinned fruits and pounded the juice to dye the paper red.

Yunming held hands with him and went in, "I will polish ink for you."

Their ink block is made of charcoal smoke, with some fish swim bladder glue added to it, and the polished ink is black and shiny, and the handwriting lasts for a long time, but it is more laborious to polish.

The two went into the living room, closed the door, opened the cabinet and took the materials.

The red paper has been cut, and the clouds are grinding the ink, Ren Heyin sits at the table and thinks carefully.

After thinking for a long time, he blinked his eyes and asked Yunming, "Boss, do you have any ideas?"

Yunming kissed his forehead, "No, you can write anything."

"Then I will write it casually."

"Write whatever you want. As long as you write it, it's fine."

Ren Heyin took out the red paper and picked up the brush to soak up the black ink in Yunming's freshly polished ink, and then filtered the excess ink by the side of the ink bowl.

As he started writing, Ren Heyin couldn't help but see the tribes and individuals he had previously contacted. They had a spring agreement, and spring was coming.

Ren Heyin smiled at Yunming, calmly, and wrote on the red paper: green water, green mountains, purple air, snow, plum rhyme, spring sound

Horizontal batch: good things come to the door

New Year is approaching, good things are coming.

In the new year, they will embark on a new journey.

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