Cake
Kuang Ning nodded. "Just call us if you need anything, don't be shy."
Jian Mo returned to the temporary cave and, seeing Wu Jiong's expression, knew that things had gone smoothly on his end as well. "Finished talking to Chief Shu Guang? Quick, quick, transform back into your beast form so I can rub your ears."
Although Wu Jiong didn't understand why, he still transformed into a giant wolf.
Jian Mo pounced on him, opened her arms, and rubbed his two thick ears several times before letting out a satisfied sigh, "When I gave Kuang Ning the honey, he was so happy that he showed his bear ears, which made me so envious. I almost didn't get my hands on them."
The giant wolf's voice was deep. "Hmm, if you're going to rub someone, rub mine."
Jian Mo lay on top of him. "Yes, that's what I thought too. It's really impolite to rub someone's ears. Speaking of which, Kuang Ning just asked me if we needed them to help us carry some of the ears of grain back?"
Giant Wolf: "No need to trouble them. I'll carry part of it, Jiujiu will carry the rest. It should be fine."
The Flying-Winged Beast, standing at the cave entrance, overheard their conversation, poked its massive head in, and shouted loudly at them, "Jiujiu chirp chirp!!!"
Jian Mo turned her head and saw the Flying-Winged Beast's head. She couldn't help but smile. "How come your ears are so sharp? Did you hear your name?"
The Flying-Winged Beast Jiujiu twice more and hurriedly flapped its wings, blowing in a gust of cold wind.
Jian Mo: "Okay, I'll put the bag on you right away."
After cuddling with the giant wolf for a while, Jian Mo smiled and slid off its back. Then she moved the bag containing the tassels onto the Flying-Winged Beast and carefully tied it up with rope.
The giant wolf transformed back into human form, put on clothes, and came to help.
Wu Jiong had to carry Jian Mo on his back, so the Flying-Winged Beast carried five bags of grain, Wu Jiong carried four.
This weight was easy for them, and they could carry it without any problem.
The two quickly packed up, without disturbing too many people in the Qin Sea Tribe, and set off directly back to the Riverside Tribe.
This time, the giant wolf carried Jian Mo and Suizi on the ground, while the Flying-Winged Beast flew slowly above them, occasionally landing on the ground to wait for them for a while.
As Jian Mo watched the scenery along the road become more and more familiar, her heart grew increasingly excited.
They're going home soon, and once they get home, he'll definitely make good use of the flour.
Noodles, steamed buns, mantou, pancakes, bread, cakes... Ah, I can't think about it too much, or my mouth will start watering.
Chapter 63 Cake
When Jian Mo and the others returned, Ban Ming was on patrol duty.
The giant cat that the creature had transformed into became very excited upon seeing them, and immediately let out a loud "Awoo!" The sound echoed throughout the tribe, startling most of the tribe members.
Jian Mo was startled and almost ripped the giant wolf's fur off.
The giant wolf glanced back at him, nuzzled him with its muzzle, and whispered, "It's alright."
Looking at the large cats in the tribe across the river, Jian Mo couldn't help but ask again, "Why did Ban Ming inherit Qing Kuo's beast form instead of Di Ya's?"
This guy really looks like a husky, but his beast form is a big cat—that's just not true!!!
Giant Wolf: "Qing Kuo is more powerful than Di Ya."
Jian Mo looked at the big cat and sighed regretfully, "What a pity."
Otherwise, he would have seen a giant husky.
Although the big cat was lively, it managed to summon half the tribe.
When everyone saw Jian Mo and his group, they all came over to help unload the Flour Grass and carry them to their home. They also led the Flying-Winged Beast to drink water and feed it.
When they arrived home, Jian Mo found that Qing Kuo had cleaned their house spotlessly, and there was even boiling water in the earthenware pot on the hearth, just warm enough to eat.
Jian Mo took out cups to pour water for everyone, and couldn't help but say to Qing Kuo, "You're so thoughtful."
Qing Kuo: "I burned these for you when I came over to help clean the house this morning. I figured you'd be back soon. Can you take a look at these grains?"
Jian Mo: "Sure, feel free to look and taste, do whatever you want."
With his permission, Qing Kuo unceremoniously opened the sack and took out a handful of Flour Grass.
His nose turned into a cat's nose, he sniffed it, then threw the Flour Grass into his mouth and chewed them.
The aroma of the grass seeds and the unique sweetness of the starch blend together, with a slightly bitter aftertaste, making it quite delicious.
Jian Mo looked at him expectantly and asked, "How did it go?"
Qing Kuo commented, "Your trip was worthwhile."
Jian Mo laughed immediately, "Right? I also think these Flour Grass are especially good."
Qing Kuo: "How should we eat it? Like other tribes, should it be ground into powder?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, I think it should be ground into powder. As for other ways to eat it, I haven't tried them yet, but I'll try them in a couple of days. But the main thing is to eat it ground into powder, Flour Grass are too fine, and eating them directly might be a bit rough on the throat."
The Flour Grass have a slightly hard outer shell, and if you don't remove it, they definitely won't taste very pleasant.
It might not even be digested after being swallowed.
Qing Kuo grabbed another Flour Grass: "When are you going to grind them into flour? I'll come help."
Ye Luo nearby, said, "Me too."
Min Dang didn't say anything, but stepped forward.
Not to be outdone, Zhou Fu and Xi Lu, two close friends, chimed in, "We can too!"
Seeing the others eager to try, Jian Mo quickly said, "That's enough, that's enough. There's only one large stone mill in the tribe; it won't turn if there are too many people."
The others could only remain silent in disappointment.
Jian Mo made an appointment with the people who helped her the next day after breakfast to take the Flour Grass to the big stone mill to grind them.
The tribe's large stone mill was located near the large stone mortar, also near Hong Qiu's house.
Originally, there wasn't one. However, the tribe had become more prosperous recently and had more exchanges with other tribes. After discussing it, Qing Kuo and the others felt that one large stone mortar was no longer enough, so they replaced it with a large stone mill.
Each tribe has all sorts of large stones, but only a few can be used to make stone mills.