Noodle Grass

The giant wolf nodded, indicating that it could make the arrangements.

Qing Kuo said softly, "Then I'll send someone over. We'll set off first thing tomorrow morning."

The giant wolf nodded again. Qing Kuo understood. When the giant wolf spoke, its belly would rise and fall slightly, which would disturb Jian Mo, who was sleeping soundly on its belly. So he didn't want to make a sound at all.

Before he was in a relationship, I never knew he could be so considerate.

Qing Kuo glanced at it, felt a little tired, waved his hand and left.

Jian Mo had no idea that Qing Kuo had been there, nor did she find anything special about the tribe's daily alkali-collecting activities.

The next day, Wu Jiong led the young people of the tribe to collect alkali using vine sieves.

Jian Mo was still not feeling well. After eating the breakfast Wu Jiong had made, she took a stroll around the tribe. She was feeling much better today, and walking slowly was no longer a problem.

The sun is shining brightly outside; it's quite pleasant to take a stroll.

When the tribe's children saw him come out, they all rushed over to play with him.

After hearing that he wasn't feeling well, she considerately left.

Jian Mo wandered to the tribe's open space, where Zhou Fu and the others were weaving and chatting, talking about gossip from various tribes.

He found a spot to sit down, basking in the sun as he listened attentively.

Zhou Fu glanced at him several times.

He noticed, ignored it, and closed his eyes to doze off in the sunlight.

He fell asleep outside, and when he woke up again, everyone around him had left, leaving only Zhou Fu staring intently at him, his eyes gleaming with gossip.

Seeing him Zhou Fu rubbed his lips meaningfully. "Your lips are so red today, and they seem a little swollen too."

Jian Mo was originally quite handsome, with lips that were neither too thick nor too thin. Now that they were red and swollen, they immediately appeared exceptionally full, and even his overall demeanor changed slightly.

Having been noticed, Jian Mo didn't seem to mind, and touched her lips with her hand. "Really?"

Zhou Fu nodded vigorously. "Yes!"

As he spoke, Zhou Fu leaned closer and whispered, "You and the clan chief, what happened between you two?"

Jian Mo admitted, "Yes, so what?"

The gossip on Zhou Fu's face instantly turned into amazement, and he gave him a thumbs up.

Jian Mo remembered something and leaned a little closer to him. "I have something to ask you."

Zhou Fu thought he had something important to say, so his expression turned serious, and he sat up straight, replying, "Ask away."

Jian Mo chuckled lightly, "Where did you get this ointment you gave me? It's quite good."

Chapter 62 Flour Grass

After resting for a few days, Jian Mo has fully recovered.

He chose a dark and windy day and tried it again with the newly acquired ointment and Wu Jiong.

This time they didn't use the whole jar of ointment; they only used half of it.

The experience was great; indeed, people can't live without a little bit of fun.

Jian Mo rubbed her slightly sore lower back, thinking that they still had to work hard to collect supplies, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to afford the ointment.

The ointments and creams produced by the Mengshui Tribe are really expensive.

I never expected that with such low productivity here, the ointment would be so surprisingly effective.

Indeed, people tend to go further when it comes to their hobbies.

Freezing rain fell that day, and the sleet made everything inside and outside the house wet.

Jian Mo had nothing to do, he simply invited Qing Kuo and the others to his house to help make sausages.

Qing Kuo asked, "Have you finished eating the ones you ate before?"

Jian Mo: "There aren't many left. Wu Jiong said that spring is coming soon, and it won't be so cold outside, so the meat won't freeze too easily. He's thinking of making another batch of sausages and going to the Qin Sea Tribe to exchange them for a batch of flour before spring arrives."

Qing Kuo: "That makes sense."

Jian Mo said, "I'm running low on sausage casings. I was wondering if anyone else has any extra so I can get a new batch."

Before Jian Mo came to the tribe, offal was the least popular type of food. When meat was distributed in the tribe, it was always a little bit of good cuts with a little bit of offal.

After he arrived, he unlocked various ways to eat offal, and later taught everyone how to make cured meat, sausages, and so on, making sausage casings increasingly popular.

If people have animal intestines, they usually clean them, freeze them, and take them out to use when needed.

Therefore, Jian Mo wanted to trade, she could still get quite a few sausage casings by shouting out in the tribe.

Jian Mo she wanted to change, Qing Kuo's family has it, Zhou Fu's family also has it.

Zhou Fu was a little embarrassed. "I'm not very good at making these kinds of foods, so I've been keeping them."

Jian Mo: "It's okay, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Just take some home to eat later."

Without the adults even lifting a finger, the little ones who had been crowding inside to watch the commotion volunteered to help get the sausage casings.

Jian Mo didn't refuse, but specifically instructed the child leader Jiang Xing: "You guys use your hands to hold it, and make sure the Banjiu and the others don't bite it!"

Banjiu and the others couldn't transform into human form. They were a group of kittens, puppies, and little foxes, who were quite enthusiastic about their work, but could only carry things with their mouths.

Jiang Xing nodded coolly. "Don't worry about us, Jian Mo."

Oh dear, he didn't even call me "brother" today.

Jian Mo gave them a few words of advice, and the group of children ran off as soon as the rain subsided.

They'd made sausages once before; everyone knows how.

However, this time Jian Mo adjusted the recipe, changing the previous 3:7 fat to 3.5 fat to 6.5 lean. Animal meat has coarser fibers than domesticated livestock, so a higher proportion of fat makes the sausages more fragrant and moist.

In addition, Jian Mo added extra fruit wine and garlic powder to remove any fishy smell and enhance the aroma.

Everyone chatted and worked at the same time, and soon the sausages were made.

The minced meat stuffed into the sausage is very elastic.

After the first batch was made, Jian Mo immediately set up a pot and started cooking it. Once it was cooked, she distributed it to everyone.

Boiled sausages are also delicious, fragrant and chewy, with even more juice inside than before.

Especially on a rainy day like this, eating a hot sausage is incredibly comforting.

Qing Kuo tasted the aroma of the garlic powder inside and said, "The garlic powder was definitely worth the money; it's really fragrant."