Chapter 37 Fruit Wine
The flying winged beast would occasionally scoop up other people from the Riverside Tribe.
Every time it scooped up other people, it would quickly put them down when it got to the place, without even giving them a glance.
Ban Ming had complained to Jian Mo, saying that he always felt that this guy was particularly perfunctory when he followed the tribe members out.
Jian Mo listened to his complaints and thought that he had never seen what a working person was.
It was just a job, why would he have real feelings?
The flying winged beast was very perfunctory when it went out with the tribe, but it was different when it went out with Jian Mo and the others. It chirped all the way and was visibly happy.
Jian Mo's ears hurt from its shouting, so he patted its neck and asked loudly, "Why are you so happy?"
The flying winged beast shouted even louder, "Chirp, chirp!"
Wu Jiong's powerful arms held Jian Mo's waist, "Be careful, don't fall."
Jian Mo looked back and looked at Wu Jiong who was close at hand, and smiled, "No, I've got a firm grip, and Chirp is flying very steadily."
They flew all the way to the unowned land at the junction of the Zhengchi tribe and the Yigu tribe.
Wu Jiong said that this land had a name, called "Dezhou Mountain Land."
It was a really strange name, but the naming method in the beastman world was indeed different from that in China.
Jian Mo recited it in his mind and remembered the name firmly.
When they arrived at the place, Wu Jiong gently pressed the neck of the flying winged beast and let it land.
The two people and the beast stopped on the open space by the river.
Jian Mo looked around, and saw white everywhere. Only through the gaps in the snow could he see the brownish-yellow dead grass and trees underneath.
Jian Mo turned around and asked Wu Jiong: "How do I find the snow bead fruit? Do I really have to dig up the snow a little bit to find it?"
Wu Jiong: "I'll turn back into my beast form first and see if I can smell it."
Jian Mo nodded repeatedly. The beastman's sense of smell was much sharper than his.
Wu Jiong quickly turned into a giant wolf, lowered his head and sniffed the snow.
The winged beast looked at him curiously, and walked over with a clatter, imitating him to sniff the snow together.
This guy just learned to be a show-off. He sniffed for a long time, but didn't smell anything. Instead, the tip of his nose was stained with white snow.
After a while, it felt cold from the snow on the tip of its nose, shook its head, and sneezed loudly: "A-choo——"
Jian Mo hurriedly walked a few steps to the side to avoid being sprayed by the saliva of the flying beast.
The flying beast looked at Jian Mo's expression and was not very satisfied, so it wanted to come over and rub against him.
Jian Mo discovered the guy's attempt in time and stretched out his hand to push it away.
Just when Jian Mo was playing with the flying beast, the giant wolf said: "Found it."
Jian Mo was refreshed and ran to the giant wolf: "Where?"
The giant wolf used its claws to dig up the snow: "Here."
As soon as the snow was dug up, Jian Mo immediately saw the fruits quietly waiting on the ground.
These fruits of different sizes were crystal clear, and they looked like cracked sugar cubes or sugar corners covered with frost, which looked quite tempting.
The moment the fruit was revealed, a sweet scent rushed into Jian Mo's nose.
Jian Mo silently counted them, five large and three small, a total of eight snow pearl fruits.
Jian Mo sniffed: "Can this fruit be eaten? Or can it only be used to make wine?"
Wu Jiong: "You can eat it, but not too much."
Jian Mo immediately picked the three largest fruits without hesitation, grabbed a handful of snow next to him, rubbed the fruit, and stuffed one into the mouth of Jiujiu who was squeezing his head over, fed another to the giant wolf, and ate the last one himself. When
you bite into the snow pearl fruit, the gelatinous flesh inside surges out, sweet and sticky, with an indescribable sweet fruity fragrance.
It's delicious!
Jian Mo exclaimed "Ah" and fell on his back on the snow.
The giant wolf looked tense, and immediately stepped forward and put its paws on him, sniffing his chest and abdomen with its nose: "What's wrong?"
Jian Mo lay on the snow and looked at the sky: "It's so delicious, how can there be such delicious fruit?"
The winged beast beside him "chirped" loudly, expressing his agreement.
Wu Jiong: "..."
Jian Mo turned over, hugged the giant wolf's mouth, and looked into his eyes: "Is it not delicious?"
The giant wolf: "Delicious."
Jian Mo curled his eyes.
After eating, Jian Mo felt a little choked in his throat, as if something was stuck on it, and it was a little itchy.
It seems that snow bead fruit can be eaten, but not too much.
If you eat too much, your throat will definitely hurt, and maybe your stomach will hurt too.
Jian Mo climbed up, carefully picked the other five fruits and put them in the backpack: "Let's go find other fruits."
Wu Jiong: "Yeah."
They continued to look.
Wu Jiong sniffed with his nose, and soon the tip of his nose was also covered with snow.
Jian Mo saw this and thought it was cute, so he imitated him and sniffed carefully.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Jian Mo felt that he could distinguish more scents today.
Although he hasn't smelled the scent of snow bean fruit so far, he can smell the scent of dead grass and the remains of small animals under the snow.
Maybe because the air was too cool, it whizzed into his nasal cavity, and his sense of smell was stimulated to be particularly sensitive.
They walked and sniffed all the way.
There were not many snow bean fruits, and it took a while to find a nest.
The giant wolf and the winged beast were responsible for sniffing, and Jian Mo picked them. By noon, the snow bean fruits he picked only lightly covered the bottom of the backpack.
After walking in the snow for so long, Jian Mo felt a little cold and a little hungry.
It was too physically demanding to go out to collect in this weather.
He turned to ask Wu Jiong for his opinion: "How about we take a break? Eat something?"
Wu Jiong: "Okay."
Wu Jiong turned his back and turned back into human form, picked up the animal skin robe and animal skin boots that had just fallen off, and put them on.
He looked around, pointed ahead and said, "Go to the rock over there."
Jian Mo had no objection: "Okay, it's just sheltered from the wind."
The two men and the beast went to a place to rest.
Wu Jiong quickly dragged a dead tree out of the forest and lit it with a tinder.
Jian Mo took out a clay pot, which was filled with food, including fish balls, meatballs, stems, etc.
He took a look, grabbed a handful of dry snow from the ground and stuffed it into the pot, then put the pot on the fire to cook.
The snow in the pot quickly melted into water, and it bubbled and cooked other food.
It won't be long before lunch is ready.
While roasting the fire, Jian Mo said, "I didn't expect that there would be no one outside at this season."
Wu Jiong: "Everyone will go out, but they won't come so far away."
That's right. It's so cold. You can just pick some fruits near the tribe. There's no need to go so far to suffer.
Jian Mo nodded in understanding. He sat by the fire. Only his front was warm, and his back was always cold.
It was indeed cold.
Thinking of this, Jian Mo turned his head to look at the winged beast and waved at it.
The winged beast blinked and quickly understood. It took two steps to the side, walked to Jian Mo, squatted down, and covered Jian Mo under its chest and abdomen.
Jian Mo's back was against the soft and thick fur of the winged beast. He finally felt warm and couldn't help but sighed comfortably.
Wu Jiong had been watching them.
Jian Mo thought Wu Jiong was also cold, so he moved aside and waved at him: "Come over here to warm up?"
Wu Jiong paused, and indeed walked over, squeezing into the position that Jian Mo had given up.
The winged beast looked down at the two of them, and was even happier: "Chirp, chirp."
Jian Mo touched the winged beast with his backhand: "Chirp, don't scream so loudly, your ears hurt."
The winged beast lowered its voice and blinked its bright black eyes: "Chirp."
The food in the pottery jar was quickly cooked. Jian Mo took it down, put it on the grass-covered ground, and broke four sticks to
use as chopsticks. They each held a pair of chopsticks and shared the food in a jar.
Jian Mo ate two bites, picked out a meatball, and raised his hand to stuff it to the winged beast above his head.
The flying beast was even happier: "Chirp."
Jian Mo and his friends seldom ate lunch, and as soon as they finished, Jian Mo felt sleepy.
He simply leaned against Wu Jiong, curled up in the flying beast's thick fur, and took a short nap.
After a nap, Jian Mo regained his energy, and they continued to collect snow bead fruits.
The luck in the afternoon seemed to be better than that in the morning.
They had only walked for a while when the giant wolf said, "There should be a piece underneath."
Jian Mo's eyes lit up, and he ran over happily: "Let me see!"
The giant wolf had already dug up some of the snow, and there was indeed a piece of snow bead fruit underneath.
These snow bead fruits were crowded together in large and small sizes, and at a glance, there were at least dozens of them.
Jian Mo quickly took action and dug the snow a little wider.
The flying beast also came over to join in the fun.
After clearing the snow, the snow fruit in front of them covered at least three square meters.
It looked as if someone had dried a field of snow fruit here.
They had been out for so long, but the snow fruit they found in the morning were just a few scattered ones. This was the first time they found so many.
Jian Mo was like a cat that had fallen into a can of cat food. He was full of joy: "Hurry up, pick it."
There were so many snow fruit here that Wu Jiong changed back to human form to pick them with him.
The flying beast didn't know how to pick them, so it took the time to pick some snow fruit to eat, and every time it ate one, it would happily "chirp chirp" beside it.
Jian Mo saw that it didn't eat much and shouldn't get angry, so he turned a blind eye and ignored it.
They picked snow bean fruits for the whole morning, but the amount they picked was just enough to cover the bottom of the basket. After picking this piece of snow bean fruits, there was half a basket.
Jian Mo picked the last snow bean fruit, and scanned the ground with his eyes without giving up. After he was sure that there was no snow bean fruit left, he sighed with regret.
Jian Mo: "It would be great if the snow bean fruits we encounter next time grow in such a large area."
Wu Jiong: "Look for more."
Jian Mo straightened up: "Let's go."
Wu Jiong pulled his hand and pulled him up, then turned his back to take off his clothes and boots, changed back to beast form, and threw his clothes and boots on his back.
Jian Mo then carried the half-full basket on his back.
The man, the wolf, and the beast continued to set off.
Jian Mo kept looking back. After walking dozens of meters, he could still see the place where they had just picked snow fruit. There was snow everywhere else, but here a large area of muddy ground was exposed.
After picking this piece of snow fruit, it would be difficult for them to encounter another piece of snow fruit with so many.
Jian Mo was full of melancholy.
After walking a few more meters, Jian Mo suddenly reached out and hugged the front paw of the giant wolf beside him: "Wait! I'll go dig the soil too!"
The giant wolf looked down at him.
Jian Mo explained: "I think snow fruit grows from the ground like mushrooms. The soil may contain seeds. If we bring the soil back, maybe we can grow snow fruit there too."
Jian Mo was a little worried that Wu Jiong would be unhappy. Generally speaking, it is easy to be scolded if you make such unreasonable requests to your brothers.
Wu Jiong was very cooperative: "That makes sense."
Jian Mo smiled, showing his neat white teeth: "Isn't it?"
Jian Mo's backpack had two stacked baskets under it. He was afraid that the basket would not be enough, but he didn't expect that after working for a long time, he only picked half a basket.
Now the two baskets he brought can only hold mud.
They went back and scraped off a thin layer of mud that had grown over the snow bead fruit, put it in the backpack, and tied it to the flying beast.
This place was indeed the peak moment of their collection today.
They walked a long distance again, and they didn't encounter such a large area of snow bean fruits on the road. They were lucky to pick more than ten at a time.
The sun slowly set in the west. Jian Mo and Wu Jiong saw that the time was about the same, so they flew to the tribe on the flying beast.
This place was too far away from the tribe. If they set out late, they would have to travel at night, which was not very safe.
When they returned to the tribe, it was almost dark.
The two let the flying beast rest, and they poured out the soil and spread it in a corner of the backyard.
Jian Mo didn't know if there were any seeds in the soil. In order to imitate the wild environment, he even covered it with a layer of dead grass.
The snow bean fruit was relatively fragile. After being pressed for a day, it was no longer fresh. There were yellow and oxidized spots on the fruit.
If it is not dealt with tonight, it will most likely go bad tomorrow.
Jian Mo was shocked. No wonder he had never seen anyone bring out the snow bean fruit for exchange.
It is so easy to go bad, there is really no way to bring it out.
They first selected the snow bean fruits, then washed them with clean water and put them in the yard to dry.
After dinner, Jian Mo went to see again, and the moisture had almost dried up.
Even though it was wet, after being dried outside for a while, there were some signs of frostbite on the surface of the snow bean fruit.
The two took the snow bean fruit back and put it into a clean ceramic pot.
Jian Mo specially took out a peeled, dry wooden stick, put it into the ceramic pot, and crushed the snow bean fruit bit by bit.
Generally speaking, when making fruit wine, the more crushed the fruit is, the better the fermentation effect will be.
When it was crushed, the sweet aroma of the snow fruit wafted out.
Jian Mo muttered: "What a nice smell! This taste is really sweet."
Wu Jiong heard him mumbling and went to pour him a cup of honey water.
The honey water was also very sweet. After Jian Mo finished drinking it, he was finally satisfied.
The snow fruit in the jar was quickly crushed. It was a full jar without any water added, only juice.
Jian Mo picked up the dry leaves next to him and was about to seal the jar, but suddenly he had an idea and grabbed a handful of honey.
With a pop, he put the honey cubes into the jar, and then sealed it with dry leaves, covered it with a piece of animal skin, and placed the jar near the fire pit to let it ferment in a warm place.
Fruit wine needs to be stirred.
Jian Mo would open the jar and stir it every afternoon.
The juice in the jar slowly smelled of wine.
Jian Mo observed it every day.
Maybe the juice in the jar was sweet enough, so it fermented very smoothly this time.
The juice in the jar slowly changed over time, and the smell changed from completely sweet to wine sweetness, and the wine changed from slightly white to clear amber, like a pool of melted honey water, and like the sunset on the horizon. The
dough fruit fermented for so long that it fermented a little bit of wine.
The snow bead fruit had only fermented for a few days when it had a fragrant and alluring wine aroma.
After waiting for a few more days, when the pomace of the snow bead fruit floated up, Jian Mo couldn't help but scoop out two small bowls of fruit wine with a wooden spoon and called Wu Jiong: "Come and taste it."
Wu Jiong came over: "Can you drink it?"
Jian Mo: "I just tasted it and it feels fine. It tastes very good."
Jian Mo picked up the wine bowl, gave Wu Jiong a bowl, and then gently touched the edge of his bowl: "Cheers."
Without waiting for Wu Jiong's reaction, Jian Mo couldn't wait to take a sip. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, the sweet taste spread, and the faint smell of wine, wine aroma, and fruit aroma came together and went straight to his brain.
Jian Mo couldn't help but squint his eyes and savor it carefully.
This wine was more fragrant than any fruit wine he had tasted on Earth. The sweetness and wine taste were perfect, and there was an intoxicating fruit aroma.
He drank it slowly in small sips, and soon finished the small bowl of fruit wine. Even if he raised his head and lifted the bowl to his mouth, he could not pour out any more drops of fruit wine.
Jian Moyi put down the bowl with an unsatisfied look and licked his fingers.
When he scooped the wine just now, a drop of wine splashed on the back of his thumb, and now there is still a trace of wine taste.
Wu Jiong was drinking wine opposite him, and his eyes flashed when he saw his pink tongue licking his fingers.
Jian Mo realized belatedly that Wu Jiong was looking at him, and smiled embarrassedly.
Wu Jiong didn't say anything, as if he was suddenly thirsty, and swallowed the wine in the bowl in big gulps.
It doesn't snow every day in winter, and the temperature will rise slightly occasionally.
The temperature these days is higher than before, so it's not so painful to go outside.
The tribe took advantage of the good weather and organized people to go out hunting and gathering again, and took advantage of the good weather to replenish fresh food.
Although the harvest in winter is much less than in other seasons, it is better than staying in the tribe and eating out.
Once he got busy, Jian Mo didn't care much about his home.
When a new round of cold wave came, they were at home to spend the winter again. Jian Mo was free, so he cleaned the house inside and out.
When sweeping the backyard, Jian Mo discovered that there were a few pieces of the flying beast's poop on the soil he collected from the place where the snow bead fruit was produced.
Although the flying beast defecated on the dead grass and did not directly touch the soil, it was still an eyesore.
There were snow bead fruits underneath, how could the poop be defecated here? !
Even if it did not touch the soil underground, it would not work!
Jian Mo's eyes went dark, and he looked at the flying beast with murderous intent.
The flying beast shrank its head and did not dare to look him in the eye: "嘤."
Jian Mo went over and grabbed the flying beast's wings: "When did you do such a bad thing?"
The flying beast lowered its head and stared at its claws, and said nothing.
Jian Mo: "You are really good. Didn't I lay the ash for you to use as a toilet? Why do you insist on pooping on the dry grass? The dry grass is cleaner and it will be more comfortable to poop on."
The ears of the flying beast were pressed back, forming frightened airplane ears. When it looked at Jian Mo secretly, half of the white of its eyes was exposed. It squatted in place and dared not move.
Jian Mo was convinced, and he taught it a lesson, deducted the meat for the night, and asked it to reflect on itself, and then he went to clean up the dry grass.
There is poop of winged beasts on the dead grass, which cannot be used anymore and needs to be replaced with new dead grass.
Jian Mo collected the dead grass with a rake, and when he was about to replace it, the soil underneath was exposed.
Not only soil was exposed, but also frosty fruits.
Jian Mo stared at the snow bead fruit that had grown out of the soil at some unknown time, and was silent.
Jiujiu just pooped on the dead grass.
Should I eat the snow bead fruit under the dead grass or not? This is a problem.
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