Yang Cheng was defeated by the resentful eyes of the beast-eared girls.
"Hey, listen to what I have to say. This is not the way to eat these millets. They have to be peeled first, and then..."
Yang Cheng suddenly fell silent midway through his words.
Because he suddenly remembered a question, the millet obtained from the Valley Tribe comes with the husk.
If you want to truly taste the deliciousness of millet, you must take off the husk.
If it were on earth, modern society.
It is very simple to take off the husk of millet.
First, let it dry in the sun for a few days on the ground, and then put it into an electric rice mill. The millet will enter the middle of two oppositely rotating rubber rollers. Under the squeeze of the rollers, the rice husk will Being crushed and falling off.
In this way, peeled millet can be obtained, and this method saves time and effort.
But he now lives in a primitive society. Even electricity is a luxury, let alone an automated electric rice mill.
Seeing that Yang Cheng was halfway through his words, he suddenly stopped moving.
Yan Lin and the other beast-eared girls looked at each other in confusion.
"Wu, what's wrong with you? Is there anything difficult?" Yan Lin asked.
"Well...there is indeed a difficulty."
Yang Cheng couldn't figure out how to peel off the millet easily and get the grain inside. Then he thought about it, he could talk to Yan Lin and the others about the problem, maybe they could find a solution.
"If you want to turn these millet into something delicious, you have to find a way to peel off the skin of the millet and then eat the millet inside. Do you have any ideas?"
As Yang Cheng spoke, he picked up a millet and made gestures.
"Take off the outer grain and eat the inner grain?"
After listening to Yang Cheng's words, Yan Lin and others looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.
Why does Wu need to think about such a simple thing for so long?
"Wu, isn't this a very simple matter? Just peel it off!"
Yan Lin answered innocently.
Then, she picked up a few grains of millet and rubbed them vigorously in her hands.
The husks peeled off, revealing the white grains inside.
Yan Lin wondered: "Well, Wu, it's that simple, what else do you need to think about?"
"Yes, Wu, just rub off the outer skin, wouldn't it be enough?"
Several beast-eared girls on the other side were also puzzled. They also picked up some millet and rubbed it with a little force, and the skin fell off.
"Hey, there are really three cobblers who can rival Zhuge Liang!"
Looking at the white millet in the hands of the beast-ear girls, Yang Cheng couldn't help but praise it.
But he forgot that the humans in the primitive society here are different from the humans in the primitive society on earth.
Everyone has great strength.
Peeling the husk from the millet would take a lot of time if it were placed on the earth and rubbed open manually. Moreover, if the millet has not been dried, the husk will stick to the millet and it will be difficult to fall off.
But it's different in this world.
The strength of ordinary humans here is at least two or three times that of ordinary people on earth. Not to mention rubbing open the husks of grains, Totem Warriors can crush even individual grains into powder.
Although the beast-eared girls didn't understand what "Stooges" and "Zhuge Liang" were, they knew that Wu was complimenting them.
Everyone was smiling and happy.
Yang Cheng was infected by them and smiled and stretched out his hand.
Each of the beast-eared girls understood what he meant and obediently leaned into his hand and rubbed their heads.
Now that I have found a way.
Yang Cheng didn't delay any more.
There are about thirty kilograms of millet in an animal skin bag. If Yan Lin and the others just rub it, they won't be able to finish it tomorrow.
Yang Cheng summoned the people who were eating boiled meat and distributed the millet.
The totem warriors joined the exiles, and everyone got a handful in their hands. Thirty kilograms of millet seemed like a lot, but among more than a hundred people, each person had less than half a kilogram.
I heard Yang Cheng say that if you rub the skins of these millet grains, you can eat food that is more delicious than boiled meat.
In an instant, the totem warriors rubbed up the millet vigorously, as if they had been beaten to death. A few totem warriors used excessive force and crushed the millet in their hands, turning it into crumbs.
Fortunately, Yang Cheng discovered it early and stopped these totem warriors in time, asking them to use less force and be gentle.
Otherwise, stop eating and eat flour instead.
But those exiles made Yang Cheng worry-free.
They know that they don't have a share of these delicacies, but they still grind them extremely carefully, leaving no trace of the skin on each grain of millet.
The exiles knew this was an opportunity to show off.
After getting along for such a long time, they have become very identified with the Qingque Tribe and want to join the Qingque Tribe!
quickly.
The skin of thirty kilograms of millet has been rubbed off, revealing the white and fragrant millet itself.
Yang Cheng collected the millet in everyone's hands, and then asked Yan Lin and others to pick out the grain husk chips, small stones and other debris inside the millet.
Before the grain blowing machine was developed, this most primitive method could only be used to sort out the debris in the grain.
Wait until the beast-eared girls have almost chosen.
Yang Cheng asked people to find several clay pots and put the millet in them. One clay pot was not enough.
After all, there are thirty kilograms of millet, and it cannot be cooked at once. It needs to be divided into several portions to finish cooking.
The current pottery pots of the Qingque tribe are not like the small number of four or five at the beginning.
After Yang Cheng left, Lulu listened to Yang Cheng's instructions and burned pottery every day except for the last ten days or so when she was not in the mood to burn pottery.
Now the Qingque tribe has a large number of pottery pots, nearly twenty, and the quality is very good, almost reaching the standards of pottery pots of later generations on earth.
After Yang Cheng put the millet into the clay pot, he asked someone to bring a bucket and add water for washing.
After washing, pour away the dirty water and add water to wash again, and so on.
At this time, everyone no longer cared about the meat cooking in the pottery pot. They all gathered around Yang Cheng and watched Yang Cheng's movements with great curiosity.
Although they don't know what Yang Cheng is doing, everyone knows that Yang Cheng is making delicious food.
Everyone's faces showed expressions of great anticipation.
After washing the millet in the pottery pot, Yang Cheng poured water into the millet.
The amount of water poured into the rice is also particular. In his previous life, when Yang Cheng was cooking alone, his habit was to put the water above the surface of the millet, which was about as high as the fingernail of his little finger.
This is the best way to cook rice, which is neither too soft nor too hard, and has a good texture.
After filling the water, Yang Cheng thought for a while and asked Yanhu to cut some vicious beast meat and put it into the clay pot.
After doing this, he put the pottery pot on the fire and set it up.
