The fragrant taro is steaming, and the oil is stirred into the jade-white rice;
All kinds of meat hunted from the wild lands of the south.
Yellow eggs, delicate and tender leeks;
The green vegetables are extremely sweet, and the fish in the big lake make a thick white soup.
The cured meat has a salty taste, with some not very white salt sprinkled on it.
In the tile cauldron, water gurgled.
As the millstone grinds, the soybean milk begins to fill the pottery urn.
For the Akagata clan, this is destined to be an unforgettable dinner to celebrate the harvest.
Uncle Xi asked for a jar of soy milk, and Yu Qian held a poor linen bag that had been cleaned many times by Yu Zai. The impurities in the soy milk from the stone mill were filtered out, and the remaining impurities were filtered out. In fact, it is also the essence...
You can give it to dolphins and lambs for them to eat.
In fact, this era is not so particular. The original soy milk is already very delicious, but it is just because of the taste. After all, it is the first time to do it, so you have to do all the methods to try it.
Uncle Xi took a bite.
It's light, but it has a little bit of... an indescribable sweetness!
Uncle Xi held the urn with a smile on his old face, and the tribesmen also saw the large vat of soy milk at this time.
"One bowl per person, don't be greedy for too much!"
Yu Fou distributed soy milk here, and the tribesmen came to taste it one after another. After drinking, everyone almost licked the pottery bowl one more time!
“Delicious!”
To be honest, no one has ever thought that Shu can be made like this! This is simply a delicacy that shouldn’t be found in the world!
"Would it taste better if I added some salt..."
Suddenly someone had a sudden idea. Ruyu looked at the big vat pitifully and wanted to drink another bowl, but was stared back fiercely by Rufu.
There aren't many of these things, but I just brought them out because I had to offer sacrifices at noon today.
Uncle Xi drank soy milk and ate a side dish.
This is wild amaranth, which grows mostly near Lingnan, and southerners also prefer to eat it.
When Uncle Xi came from the south, he didn't bring many of these side dishes, so he opened a small field among the cultivated land. It wasn't really big, just like the vegetable garden in his back garden. It was casual. That kind of thing.
This thing is very lively, it is just a wild vegetable, and not only is it very lively, it can also fill the stomach. As for the taste, some people like it better, and some people don’t, it depends on personal taste.
But Yuzai said that next year, a field of wild amaranth will be planted in the cultivated land.
Uncle Xi was looking forward to it, but he was also a little sorry.
"If you really think so, I will definitely come back here when I come back from the Central Plains."
Yes, Uncle Xi is ready to leave.
He has been staying at Akakata clan for half a year. He came before summer. Now it is the middle of autumn. After winter, it will be the beginning of spring next year.
Uncle Xi's original intention was to inspect the Chifang clan for a period of time and then go back to the Central Plains to make a report. If he had not passed the Chifang clan, Uncle Xi would have arrived in the Central Plains long ago.
He reports every eight years, and it takes him two years to go back and forth. Now that he has been delayed for so long in the Akagata clan, he has to wait until he crosses the river and grab a transportation tool on the road. Otherwise, he may not be able to catch up with the beginning of spring.
"Is Grandpa Yang Ji leaving?"
Some tribesmen were very reluctant to leave and came to ask, especially the children who were learning the time calendar from Uncle Xi. Uncle Xi said to them: "When we meet, we will be separated. Next year, I will come back."
The children were immediately happy, and so was Uncle Xi.
The Akagata clan made him feel really good, and he had never experienced this kind of quiet and peaceful time outside his own home, and the vitality shown by the Akakata clan was completely different. It is a defeated and miserable tribe.
Some stories have passed, and they have passed very quickly.
Some stories start suddenly, catching people off guard.
"Today is the Autumn Festival."
As the saying goes, spring offers sacrifices to the sun and autumn offers sacrifices to the moon. When the Akagata clan arrives, it is a big sacrifice in the spring. The so-called major national event is to worship the Rong. The spring festival is a very serious matter, so all tribes must participate, and the autumn festival Sacrifice, in the area under the jurisdiction of Xunshan, each tribe offers sacrifices to itself to celebrate this year's harvest and summarize the work for the coming year.
Ordinary tribes just casually offer sacrifices and have a good meal, which is similar to the subsequent New Year celebrations.
The Spring Festival is a festival that developed from sacrifices. Most of the so-called customs are leftover from the sacrifices, such as sweeping dust, getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, saying auspicious words, and paying attention to seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yu Zai finally changed into a pair of strange clothes.
The girls in the tribe worked hard to get a decent sacrificial dress, and Lambo was also caught in the process of being confused.
So today, everyone is happy, but Lamb is not happy.
Douzi and the others were eating and drinking at the banquet in a noisy manner. Looking from a distance, Guzi, Douzi, Gouzi, Tieniu, and Dengshe... all of them were as fat as Qiuqiu. It was hard to tell which one was which. That's the pig.
And even non-staff temporary workers like the Dragon Dragon have large pieces of animal meat to feast on.
And these guys enjoy the salty food, but they can't eat anything!
"Laozi, today is the Autumn Festival. As a totem, you have to go up to express your gratitude. When the time comes, you will follow the witch. Don't be stupid up there and hear it... Otherwise tonight..."
When the old patriarch said this, he knocked the bone knife on the wooden board at the same time.
After Laozi greeted all the ancestors of the old patriarch with contemptuous eyes, he was unconvinced and was led away by Juzai with a hemp rope. This is also the only hemp rope in the tribe. Because hemp leaves are not cultivated and can only be found in the wild, there is really not much hemp.
"Are you not convinced?"
The old patriarch asked.
Lamb made a sound.
Not convinced? Of course Lambo was not convinced.
I can't beat you, but I'm just not convinced, okay?
After standing on a simple, temporary earthen platform, Yuzai gave a speech about the autumn festival to all the tribesmen and temporary workers in front of him.
First of all, he expressed the sages of the ancestors and the old wizards. It was their guidance that allowed Chi Fang to resettle in the south. So after praising his ancestors, he then said that everyone in the tribe is a good person and that everyone should work together and work hard. In building a new countryside, there will be salt, rice, and soy milk in the future!
Then, came the biggest part of the sacrifice, which was singing. When they were in Xun Mountain, Gao Shi sang a harvest song composed by Shennong.
At this time, after Yu Zai performed the sacrificial action, the clear voice reached the ears of every clan member.
At the same time, it echoes under the bright sky!
When every human being heard this sacrificial rite, his whole body suddenly trembled for no reason. The excitement and surging seemed to be the stimulation from the depths of the soul. It is the longest, fighting unyieldingly against the world and praising oneself. , but it is also a song praising the greatness of this world!
Yuzai said loudly on the earth platform:
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive...!"
"The sun and the moon are shining brightly, and the stars and constellations are arranged...!"
The thousand-character essay was given to Yuzai by an unknown friend. Of course, this was a public statement.
An illusion of the sun and the moon alternating and the passage of time appearing in the hearts of every tribesman!
