Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom - Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Drawing on a Wooden Board

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Sour fruit can be made into sauce? Won’t it be sour?” Nuan Chun bared her teeth and shuddered. She had obviously savored the taste of sour fruit. The sour aftertaste alone was unforgettable, let alone tolerable.

When the tribe females were pregnant with children, they especially liked to eat sour fruits.

However, Nuan Chun was completely different.

One bite and her teeth were too sore to eat anything.

Nan Feng smacked her lips and said, “The barbecue tastes good when it’s drenched in sour juice.”

“Sour fruits can be used to make sauce. Unfortunately, the tribe doesn’t have sugar. When you add some rock sugar to the sour sauce, the sour fruit will be sour and sweet. It’s extremely delicious!” Chang Xia licked the corner of her mouth and recalled the taste of strawberry sauce and ketchup in her memory. She paused for a moment and said, “Sour fruits taste sour, and fruit juice poured on the barbecue has a different flavor. There’s also sour fruit meat that can be used to make meat stew. It can increase the freshness of the soup and have a certain odor removing effect.”

“Is sour fruit really that good?” Nuan Chun was suspicious and incredulous.

Nan Feng pouted at the roasted meat on the table and said, “Didn’t you notice when you ate the roasted meat? Chen Rong’s roasted meat is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When you take a bite, the gravy splatters. The faint sour taste coupled with the charred fragrance of the roasted meat is unforgettable.”

With the same technique, she could not make roasted meat as delicious as Chen Rong.

“Chen Rong’s roast is indeed delicious,” Nuan Chun praised.

However, she did not realize that the barbecue was drenched in sour fruit juice.

She was pregnant and would occasionally help Chang Xia. Chen Rong would be in charge of the barbecue, and Chang Xia and the others would only help out if he was busy.

Come to think of it, Nuan Chun had no idea barbecue and sour fruit could be connected.

“Can you make sugar, Chang Xia?” Nan Feng whispered, her eyes rolling.

Chang Xia had said that sugar was like honey. It was sweet. When you ate it, it melted your heart.

Nan Feng had never tasted sugar, but she had tasted honey.

Not much, just a little. Chang Xia dipped her chopsticks and fed her.

Chang Xia had been drinking medicine because of her poor health. The medicine was too bitter. Every year, the shaman would leave a small jar of honey for Chang Xia to drink when the beasts went to Mount Kana.

The shaman wanted to keep the remaining honey for medicinal priming.

Similarly, the honey that the tribesmen got from hunting was usually sent to Mount Kana. As a result, the beasts envied the bears.

Bears loved honey and were thick-skinned.

Among the beast race, the bear race could easily find honey. Unfortunately, the bear race was not willing to trade honey. Other than sending it to Mount Kana, they would not exchange it with outsiders at all.

“It can be made. However, you have to find the ingredients for making sugar, like sugarcane, beets, or eucalyptus/maple trees.” Chang Xia thought for a moment, then added, “Thatch roots can also make sugar, but they don’t taste as sweet as sugar cane and beets.”

“Chang Xia, can you draw a picture of these sugarcane things? How would we know how to make sugar just by saying the names? Draw them and I’ll take them to the tribal hunting team. The tribal totem warriors go out hunting every day. They might have seen sugarcane and beets somewhere.” Nan Feng thought quickly and thought of the way Chang Xia had drawn the house cave holes on animal skin.

Therefore, she directly suggested that Chang Xia draw all the sugarcane and beets.

Everyone in the tribe knew that Chang Xia liked to name things.

In the past, there were still clansmen who retorted. Slowly, the clansmen were accustomed to Chang Xia.

“That’s right! How silly of me. You’re too smart, Nan Feng.” Chang Xia slapped her head to wake herself up.

Her powers alone were limited.

But the tribe could be involved.

This way, it was more justified to refuse the tribe exchange. At the same time, it could encourage the enthusiasm and participation of the clansmen.

“Wait here. I’ll draw on the animal skin later,” Chang Xia said, then shook her head. “Charcoal on animal skin tends to lose color. Wooden boards are more suitable.”

When Chen Rong and the others were making the doors and windows, there were still some planks left. Later, she would cut the planks again and make them palm-sized so that they could be carried easily.

Nuan Chun placed the cooked rice noodle rolls and the bone pot into the stone pot to steam.

“Chang Xia, you don’t have to wait… go and find the board and draw now. Leave the flour noodles and rice noodle rolls to me and Nan Feng. I’ve already learned how to do it. I’ll steam a few more pots and cut them into rolls so you can send them to Chen Rong and the others to taste. The raw rice flour you mentioned needs to ferment. If you can’t do it well in a short time, then take it slow,” Nuan Chun said.

Immediately, Nan Feng nodded quickly.

“Chang Xia, listen to Nuan Chun,” Nan Feng said. “The sooner you draw it and take it to the tribe, the sooner the hunting party can find sugar cane and beets, and the sooner we can eat sugar.”

Ah.

Nan Feng sighed.

Perhaps, in a few days.

She would be able to eat sugar.

As she thought about it, Nan Feng pushed Chang Xia away. She didn’t even bother with the rice noodle rolls. She ran to get the wooden board for Chang Xia. She could draw it directly after she washed her hands.

Chang Xia thought that made sense.

It would take at least one night for the raw rice flour to ferment.

Now, she had prepared the bag of rice flour she needed for the filtration. Later, she would steam some of the fruit powder to knead and ferment the dough. It wasn’t a big rush and she would just make it before dinner.

However, if she wanted to eat raw rice noodles, hse would have to wait until tomorrow.

Taking the wooden plank that Nan Feng had stuffed into her hand, Chang Xia beastified her right hand and began to polish the plank with her sharp claws. First, she cut the long plank into palm-sized pieces, then polished the splinters at the edges.

Apart from sugarcane and beets which could be turned into sugar, Chang Xia was also prepared to draw other edible plants.

The palm-sized wooden board tested her drawing skills.

More important, of course, was that the charcoal was so soft that it tended to bend when it was used for drawing.

As Chang Xia worked on the board, she considered how the charcoal pen might be improved. Her gaze flickered to a section of wood that hadn’t burned out. This type of charcoal on the ground was harder than the burned-through charcoal, and could be held with more force.

With this piece of charcoal, Chang Xia didn’t have to think about breaking the charcoal.

At this moment, it was almost the rainy season and the temperature was high. It was not too late to think about charcoal in the cold season. Besides, she had already made the heated bed.

Small and thin planks were neatly polished.

Chang Xia picked up the charcoal and tried it on the scraps of some boards.

The flora and fauna in the Twilight Forest were slightly different from those on Earth. They were generally similar. However, they were different in size, shape, and color. One had to taste them to recognize them.

Considering the abundant resources in Twilight Forest, Chang Xia didn’t ask her clansmen to bring back identical plants. As long as they were similar, it was a success.

Fruit powder was the perfect example.

The texture was similar to rice and did not need to be planted. The Twilight Forest was filled with white fruit trees all year round. One only needed to pick them and dry them to grind them to obtain fruit powder.

When it came to white fruits, they were more convenient than rice and grew in large quantities.

In the distance, Nan Feng and Nuan Chun were busy watching the Chang Xia.

Looking at Chang Xia, who was focused on painting, their expressions were gentle and hopeful. At the same time, they were filled with pride and joy.

“Nan Feng, send these rice flour rolls to Chen Rong and the others. I specially made a few more bowls. Kong Shan should be here by now.” Nuan Chun found a back basket and rattan basket. There were a little too many items.

It wasn’t convenient for her to walk back and forth considering her belly.

Chang Xia was busy, and neither of them wanted to disturb her.

Hence, she could only let Nan Feng make the trip alone.

Nan Feng nodded. “Piece of cake,” she said briskly. “Leave it to me.”

After taking the basket filled with rice noodles, rice flour rolls, and other food, she carried the back basket and rattan basket. Nan Feng’s footsteps were like the wind as she quickly ran towards the neighboring mountain.