Sleeping at the bottom of the pit was much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground in the cave.
The next day, Xiong Ye brought the hunting team to hunt, while Zhou Ji wandered around the tribe.
He was not satisfied with the cave he was living in and wanted to build a house that belonged to him. It was about time to start.
Of course, before building a house, he had to choose a place and get a design.
After thinking about it, Zhou Ji started to act.
The house could not be built too far away from the tribe, but it could not be too close either. He did not like to be stared at by the people of the tribe.
At the same time, it would be best if the house had two floors, at least three rooms, and a big yard and walls.
The yard could be planted with flowers and plants, and the walls could be covered with creepers and morning glories. If possible, he could even dig a small pond …
The more Zhou Ji thought about it, the more he looked forward to it.
This was the place of his dreams.
During the end of the world, when he had to face a polluted world every day, he especially hoped to live such a rural life.
At that time, it was definitely an extravagant wish for him, but now … he could have a manor here that was bigger than all the manors on Earth!
Of course, that was not necessary …
In the end, Zhou Ji marked out an area about 400 meters away from the entrance of the col, next to the hillside, which was even bigger than the col they lived in. Then, he found the priest and said, "This area will be mine from now on."
"Sure, what do you want to do with it?" The priest asked.
"I want to build a house here," Zhou Ji said.
"Why do you want to build a house?" The priest was puzzled.
"I want to live here," Zhou Ji said.
The priest was stunned, "You want to live outside the col? Aren't you afraid of encountering dinosaurs? "
"I can make a fence," Zhou Ji said. At first, he wanted to make a wall with mud, but the area he marked out was too big, so he changed his mind.
He planned to leave some trees and knock some wooden stakes between them to make a fence.
Of course, he could also make a low wall near his own house.
After hearing Zhou Ji's words, the priest looked at Zhou Ji in confusion, not understanding what Zhou Ji wanted to do.
Their col was so safe, why did Zhou Ji want to build a house outside? He even wanted to make a fence around him and lock him up like the dinosaurs they raised …
But since Zhou Ji wanted to do this, so be it.
Maybe in the end, Zhou Ji could come up with something novel again!
The priest thought about it and said, "The barley has been harvested and the land has been plowed. Tomorrow, I can get someone to help you."
"Alright." Zhou Ji nodded.
On the same day, Zhou Ji marked some trees and asked people to cut them down the next day.
It didn't take him much time. When he was done, he strolled to the place where the pottery was fired.
It had been a few days since the barley had been harvested. The sun had been especially good these few days, so the barley was almost dried. Grains of wheat had fallen from the ears just like that.
Zhou Ji had his men beat the ears of wheat on the ground and collected them into some wooden buckets.
The best way to eat barley was, of course, to boil it after shelling. But to be honest, this was not suitable for people in the tribe — it was too troublesome!
One must know that on Earth, even during the Han Dynasty, people still didn't know how to boil wheat after shelling, let alone make steamed buns and the like.
At that time, they cooked it directly without the shell.
And at this time, some tribes that grew barley also ate barley in this way.
Knowing this, Zhou Ji had his men stir-fry some barley without the shell.
The barley was stir-fried in a stone pot until it was brown and became … barley tea?
Zhou Ji grabbed some and put it into his mouth to chew. Although it was a little rough, it was acceptable.
"Distribute the stir-fried barley and let everyone have a taste," Zhou Ji said. He made himself a cup of barley tea — when he was making pottery, of course, he didn't forget to make cups!
The stir-fried barley was quickly distributed to the people in the tribe. Everyone in the tribe got a handful.
"This barley smells so good!"
"It tastes good too. It's a little bitter but very fragrant."
"It's really delicious."
"After eating a small handful, I'm not that hungry anymore. It should be good to store it for the winter."
…
Zhou Ji felt that the shelled barley tasted a little rough, but the people in the tribe didn't seem to mind. They even quite liked stir-fried barley.
The barley had the fragrance of grain. Although it was a little bitter, it wasn't unbearable … Everyone ate the barley as a snack and actually quite liked it.
Xiong Ye felt that chewing it like this was pretty good, but he was a little reluctant to let Zhou Ji eat such a coarse thing.
"Zhou Ji, let me peel the barley!" Xiong Ye said.
"Okay." Zhou Ji gave Xiong Ye two hundred catties of barley. "These need to be peeled."
Xiong Ye: "…" That's a lot!
"These barley have been exposed to the sun for a long time. It should be easier to peel them than the last time," Zhou Ji said again.
Peeling the barley would allow Xiong Ye to practice fine control of energy. He didn't mind letting Xiong Ye do more of this work.
"I'll go and peel them immediately!" Xiong Ye said.
Xiong Ye's skill in peeling the barley this time was much better than the last time. In the end, most of the barley kernels were intact.
This time, Zhou Ji didn't use water to separate the barley husks and kernels. He let Xiong Ye pour the mixed husks and kernels from one wooden barrel to another. He took a fan and fanned at the side, so that the husks were all blown off.
When he got the clean kernels, he let Xiong Ye break the kernels and make them into flour.
Compared to wheat rice, the pancake definitely tasted better. Moreover … he knew that Xiong Ye wanted to eat it.
With the clay pot, it was even easier to make pancakes!
As usual, Zhou Ji made the stuffing first.
There were two kinds of stuffing. One was minced fresh dinosaur meat and stir-fried pickled vegetables. The other was minced bacon and stir-fried spicy bacon with chili.
The thick pancakes were filled with stuffing and smelled good after being fried in oil …
Xiong Ye only spent two pancakes on this day to get two people from the Huge Pig Tribe to fight with him.
Zhu Zhan and the others cut the pancakes and each took a small bite …
"I didn't expect the barley to be able to make something so delicious!"
"Even the people from the Beast God Palace don't have the chance to eat something so delicious, right?"
"This should be made after the husks are peeled off and turned into flour …"
…
After harvesting the barley, a portion was sown, a portion was stored in the warehouse, and the rest was distributed to the people in the tribe. Basically, each person got five to six catties.
Zhu Zhan and the others also got some. The next day, after asking Xiong Ye, they started to learn how to peel the barley.
In the end, they even made pancakes according to Xiong Ye's instructions.
Although the pancakes they made were not as good as Zhou Ji's, it was still not bad … Zhu Zhan sighed with emotion. "After being exiled, my culinary skills improved so quickly … When I go back and let Zhu Zhu taste my cooking, she definitely won't bear to hit me."
"Big Brother, why go back? Shouldn't you bring Zhu Zhu back?" Zhu Zhan's underling said.
"Don't call her Zhu Zhu, call her sister-in-law!" Zhu Zhan said. He started to think about his partner again.
Actually, Zhu Zhu didn't really hit him. She just liked to fight and always wanted to compete with him …
Zhu Zhu liked to eat and became plump. If she came to the big bear tribe and saw so many delicious things, she would definitely be very happy.
Zhu Zhan thought about this and took a big bite of the pancake. He said, "I don't know how to make the salted vegetables … Next time when Xiong Ye comes to fight with us, we will ask for the method of making salted vegetables!"
Zhu Zhan's underlings nodded.
They were really depraved. For a mouthful of food, they actually sold themselves …
Zhou Ji was a man of action. After telling the priest that he wanted to build a house, the next day, he asked people in the tribe to cut down all the trees he didn't want in the area he had designated. After cutting off the branches of these trees, they could directly use the tree trunks to make fences.
At the same time, looking at the cleared area, Zhou Ji had more and more ideas about his future home.
He wanted a small pond, a well, a garden and some fruit trees. Of course, a house was also very important. Other than the mud house, he also wanted to build a cool wooden house …
Unfortunately, he couldn't keep pets.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
