Awa walked in with a firebird beast. Ji Nuan saw the prey on his shoulder and his eyes lit up: "Firebird?"

Ava smiled and nodded: "This is what the witch doctor asked me to send to you. I heard from the Hall witch doctor that you like firebirds and beasts very much."

Ji Nuan was very happy, and Xiu Yan was not polite, so he walked over and took the firebird in his hand.

"Is this sand grass?" Awa looked at a ball of white and fluffy stuff that was casually placed on the animal skin mat by the fire pit.

Ji Nuan nodded: "Well, it's the food of the Twin Peak Beast brought back by the Mogo tribe last time."

Awa pointed to the ball of sand grass: "Master Witch Doctor, don't let these sand grass fall into the water. Once this sand grass falls into the water, it will turn into a white paste and it will be difficult to clean up.

Once, after a sandstorm, many of these sand grasses were blown into the lake in the middle, and most of the lake surfaces were like this. The tribes on the oasis took a long time to clean it up.

And after drying, it will be a waste. The witch doctor said that it should be buried deep, otherwise it will cause bad things to the tribe."

Ji Nuan looked at the sand grass on the animal skin mat beside her, and a hint of excitement flashed through her eyes.

She just suddenly thought of a good thing, hehe.

Awa stayed for a while and left Ji Nuan. Only Ada was there in the kitchen, so he was going to change the guard.

"Brother Xiuyan, where is the roll of cotton we brought?" Ji Nuan was very excited. She was eager to verify her ideas.

Xiu Yan put the flamingo in his hand aside and took out a roll of cotton cloth as long as his arm from the back basket in the corner.

Ji Nuan cut a piece of cotton cloth down and asked Xiuyan to help her sit on a rectangular strap, then stretched out the cut cotton cloth.

Then I put it aside and fiddled with the sand grass again.

Seeing this, Xiu Yan turned around and continued to make food by himself. What should a whole firebird do?

Should I grill it? Or should I cook it into stir-fry?

Ji Nuan had already soaked the sand grass in a porcelain basin filled with cold water.

The remaining sand grass was soaked in a pot of boiling water rolling on the fire pit.

While cooking, she stirred and carefully observed the changes in the sand grass in the pot.

As the water rolled, the sand grass in the pot seemed to be quickly decomposed by something, turning into a very delicate paste thing.

And it became more and more sticky as it was boiled.

Take down the pot on the fire pit, and although the sand grass in the cold water has begun to melt, some debris can still be seen.

Ji Nuan started to stir it with wooden sticks.

Sure enough, with her stirring, the sand grass in the basin also decomposed faster.

However, compared with the ones that just cooked in the pot, it is obviously much rougher than the ones that are cooked.

Let it soak on the side, Ji Nuan no longer pays attention to it.

I took the newly prepared strand and placed it on the shelf next to me, poured some of the cooled sand grass in the pot onto the cotton cloth.

Then pick up the frame with the cotton cloth and shake it left and right, so that the sand and grass inside can be evenly spread on the cotton cloth.

Then he put his strap back on the shelf and let the moisture in the sand paste drip on the ground.

"What is this?" Xiu Yan had already divided the firebird and stood beside him and watched for a long time.
Chapter completed!