Back to the primitive, peasant girls are not leisurely

Chapter 8

Fortunately, the heat is just right. Compared with the corn I ate a few days ago, this one is really much more fragrant.

It may be because they have never seen such a thing before, and the clansman's eyes widened, thinking that such a thing is really incredible.

However, seeing that the Tao family had already started eating with relish, they couldn't hold back anymore.

Grandma Cheng was the first to support Tao Qingluo. After she took the first bite, she really couldn't stop. The soft and glutinous texture and sweet taste made her feel that she would never forget it.

Her teeth are not very good, and corn is really not the right food for her.

But this rice is different, it can be chewed easily.

"You might as well try it, it's really delicious." Grandma Cheng said.

Sure enough, everyone picked up the tools in their hands and started to eat. The reaction was the same as Grandma Cheng just now. They all felt that this was the best food they had ever eaten.

Tao Qingluo listened to the endless compliments from the people next to her, and finally felt that her night's labor at home was not in vain.

Yan looked at this miraculous woman on the side, and he became more determined to stay.

Through the efforts of the Tao family, the people in the tribe finally knew that rice was edible, and it was so delicious, but they had always regarded it as a weed.

Tao Qingluo didn't feel complacent. For her, this was her first step in transforming this era.

Food is the most important thing for the people, so it is natural to start with food, and she knows more than this kind of food.

Although people in this era can also hunt, they are surrounded by many people. They are not good at cooking and lack many things.

In fact, for Tao Qingluo, everything in that era should be able to find substitutes in this era. After all, many eating habits of that era were developed step by step. Things that are replaced by various chemical raw materials are much healthier.

The people in the tribe believed in the food that Tao Qingluo found, and began to collect what they called weeds before but called rice in Tao Qingluo's mouth on a large scale.

Tao Qingluo was not in a hurry to ask everyone to put away all their things.

After all, not everyone knows how to pound rice, nor does everyone know how to cook rice.

What had been commonplace in her original age was a great knowledge in this age.

She was worshiped like a god, and they even thought that when she passed out, it was God who called her to communicate.

Although Tao Qingluo felt a little funny about the thoughts of the people in the tribe, she still couldn't refute it.

Compared with the people here, Tao Qingluo's ideas may be too avant-garde, and they cannot be digested and accepted in a day or two.

After several days of training, the people here have gradually mastered the method of pounding rice, but Tao Qingluo told everyone not to turn all the rice into rice, but to set aside some of it.

Of course, everyone didn't know why. When Tao Qingluo said that he wanted everyone to continue planting rice next year, they were even more confused.

Before the corn, they ate it when they had it, and then saved some, and when they didn't have it, they tried to find something else to satisfy their hunger.

I have never planted corn before, so I don't quite understand what Tao Qingluo said.

"Qingluo, what do you mean?" Tao Shilei asked on behalf of the tribe.

(End of this chapter)