When the mice near the cave were all homeless, heavy snow arrived as expected.

The Kasa people prepared food and dry firewood early, and lit a few piles of fire in the open space in the middle of the cave, and everyone surrounded them while chatting and working.

Ke Tu told his tribe about learning Chinese characters. At first, the enthusiastic tribe found it too difficult after learning for a while, so some people gave up one after another. In the end, no more than ten people persisted.

Xie Yilaolan, he engraved commonly used Chinese characters on bamboo pieces and taught them to Wu Si and Kemu, and then asked them to teach others. When he belatedly remembered that there was a systematic learning method of the Chinese Pinyin alphabet, Wu Si said that it didn't seem to be easy to use, so he put it on hold.

Wu Si asked Xie to engrave the names and usages of each medicinal material with a piece of bamboo, and learn them word by word. The learning speed was no less than that of Kemu Duolu and other children.

Xie Yi thought of a fun way for Kemu. He said a simple sentence and asked Kemu to find the corresponding Chinese characters in the bamboo slices. The children had new toys after the bow and crossbow, and they had a great time playing. .

"Is it this word?"

"No, look for it again." Kemu shook his head and continued to search among a large pile of wood chips.

"It's this?" Dolu found out a piece and handed it over.

"Well," Kemu arranged the bamboo pieces, "let's go hunting. Okay, what shall we say next?"

"Kemu, is it a bird chirping?" Dolu said in his usual slow voice.

"Isn't it?" Ke Mu quickly found the first two words, and after rummaging through the wood chips for a long time, he said, "There is only one bamboo that is yes, this one is not."

"No, listen," Dolu pointed In the direction of the tent, "The little bird is singing."

"Ah..." Ke Mu suddenly remembered, and ran towards the tent while talking, "I should feed it meat." The

children all followed him. After a while, he came out carrying Xiao Cangying in the cage.

A straw rope was tied to the goshawk's leg, and it was carried in a bamboo cage culled from rabbits when going out occasionally.

Kemu let Xiaocangying out and fed it the cut pieces of meat, surrounded by a bunch of children chattering.

"It's so small."

"Grey fur."

​​"Its beak is also gray."

"Ah, I thought of it." Ke Mu ran past Xie Yi excitedly after feeding the meat to Xiao Cang Ying, "Thank you Brother Yi, Xiao Cangying is called Huimao, can you help me write?"

Huimao...

"Okay." Xie Yi carved words on the bamboo piece he brought, "This word is Hui, this one is Mao. "

Guoli, who was weaving a basket, said with a smile, "Kemu, what are you going to do when you raise the bird, roast it and eat it?

" Then you can catch prey." Ke Mu grabbed the bamboo piece that Xie Shiji had prepared, ran back and carried the cage back to the tent.

Guo Li sat there and laughed for a while, and then said to Xie Yi who was repairing the horn bow, "The Bu Qingshui you mentioned seems to be finished soon."

"Really?" Xie Yi re-tuned the horn bow , "How did they do it?"

"I don't know too well, Qing Shui said that we won't know if it works until it's done, and I'll show you when it's done." Guoli sorted out the shape of the basket and began to close the edges.

The stone over there called Xie Yi, "Xie Yi, can you help me see if this stone mill is okay?"

When digging a mouse hole, he collected a bunch of soybeans. Soybeans are cleaned and soaked for several hours, then boiled in clay pots and taken out, crushed red pepper and peppercorns, cut some diced radish and ginger slices, stirred cooked soybeans with salt, and put them in clay pots Marinated for two days.

But this stuff has to be marinated for a few days, otherwise it will be easily spoiled, Xie Yi can't marinate too much at one time, there is a lot of leftovers, so I thought of making a fine stone mill to grind some soy milk to drink.

Xie Yi went to push the stone mill and felt that there should be no problem, so he took a side of soaked soybeans and poured them around the eye of the mill, adding water while pushing the mill, and then used a clay pot to continue grinding the soybean milk.

After a few pushes, the milky white soybean milk gushed out from the joint of the millstone, and the people around stopped their work and gathered around.

"Xie Yi, what is this?"

"Soymilk," Xie handed the grinder in his hand to Baiyan to push, and he was responsible for adding water

. The slate pan was brought out—since the pancakes were made last time, there were several more of them in the clan, and several women took advantage of the freshly ground flour from another stone mill to spread out the pancakes.

Xie put the ground soymilk on the fire and cooked it, and made a tender and juicy rabbit nugget by frying and stewing.

One serving of soy milk, take a white flour or cornmeal pancake, dip some thick stewed rabbit juice for a bite, and then add a piece of tender and fragrant rabbit meat, occasionally with a bite of salty soybeans or wild garlic...

Thank you for eating One cornmeal pancake, I couldn't get enough of it, and when I was about to eat the second one, I realized that Ketu and the others were not here.

Speaking of which, I didn't seem to see him much this morning.

Xie Yi took two pancakes rolled with rabbit meat back to the tent, and saw Ketu and Kemu sitting beside the fire, muttering something, while Dolu was feeding the rabbits—these guys have gained a lot of weight recently .

Xie gave each burrito to Kemu and Dolu, and asked Ketu, "What are you and Kemu doing here?"

"My brother said he wants to learn how to cook." Kemu and Dolu sat side by side on the animal skin Eat burritos, answer all questions.

The injury on Ke Tu's back is still not healed. After walking around in the morning, he found that Xie Yi would not allow him to do the hard work, and the knitting work was too delicate to do. He suddenly remembered to cook a meal for Xie Yi , I went back to the tent by myself and tossed for a long time.

It was only when Ke Mu came back with the cage that he noticed Ke Tu who was cutting vegetables. Although he usually peeled and deboned the meat very neatly, but when he wanted to cut the meat into even pieces, for some reason, the knife in his hand was Not listening.

As for stir-frying... Ketu really only knows how to boil and roast.

Xie Yi squinted his eyes for joy as he looked at the horrific pieces of meat on the chopping board, as well as some of the dark, unrecognizable dishes that remained in the clay pot.

Ke Tu didn't expect Xie Yi to come back so soon. He took the earthen pot and poured the contents into a bowl, then pulled Xie Yi out, "Are you cooking food? It smells delicious, let's hurry up Let's go."

"Hey, wait," Xie Yi stopped, "We cook and eat by ourselves, I want to eat what you cook."

"But..." Ke Tu glanced at the black-burned unknown object, feeling a little embarrassed .

"You do it as I said, okay." Xie pulled him back, "I can't always let Kemu and I cook, it's too tiring."

Ketu also felt that cooking was tiring, so he nodded in agreement .

Xie Yi handed Kemu and Duolu two pots. "You guys go outside and get some soy milk and pancakes."

He looked at the things he had already made, and decided not to expect too much, so he made the simplest stir-fried pork slices.

"Pour some oil into the earthenware pot now," Xie Yi began to direct, "it's too little, pour some more, okay, it's fine.

" Throw in the pepper and garlic and turn it over twice. Hey, don't use so much force, the clay pot is about to fall."

"Let's put the meat in, um, put it all in, turn it over with a shovel." "Put

the salt, don't put it in. Catch so much...too little...hey, forget it, add some water, not too much water..."

...

When the pot was out, Xie Yi felt more tired than cooking a meal by himself.

Ke Tu was quite satisfied, at least he could tell what it was on this plate, so he took a piece of meat for Xie to taste.

Xie Yi smiled and bit it, then raised his eyebrows and paused, swallowed the piece of meat with difficulty, gritted his teeth and smiled, "Not bad." After speaking, he took a pancake and took a sip of soy milk.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Kemu stuffed a piece into his mouth, looking like he was about to vomit, and finally swallowed the piece of meat under Xie Yi's gaze, then pulled Dolu and ran out, "Grandma Golia, let us go She eats there."

Ke Tu also took a sip, and then asked hesitantly, "Is it salty?"

"A little bit," Xie Yi picked up another piece of roll and ate it in the cake, "But it's not bad, next time Just put less salt."

"Oh..." Ke Tu followed Xie Yi's example and rolled a cake.

When the two were eating, Ah Hua's anxious voice came from outside the tent, "Patriarch, it's about to give birth..."