I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

The chief approached Jiang Ning and tentatively asked, "Jiang Wu, what about the fishing net...?"

Jiang Ning waved his hand dismissively, "Actually, the method is very simple. When everyone has time, we can teach the clansmen how to make it, and make more so that everyone can eat better in winter."

Upon hearing this, the chief's furrowed brows relaxed, and a delighted smile appeared on his face. "That's good! I was worried this would be too much trouble to make!"

"It's just that I only remembered this too late, otherwise my people would have been able to fish long ago."

The chief laughed and said, "Jiang Wu, don't say that. You've already done a lot, and life is much better now than before."

Hearing the chief's words, Jiang Ning felt a warmth in her heart. She knew her efforts had been recognized, and that her contributions to the tribe had been seen. She didn't say anything more, but simply smiled and nodded in response.

The two stood aside watching the soldiers move the fish, which had been frozen solid after sitting on the ice for so long.

The soldiers carefully carried the fish, one in each hand, while the curious Sirius tried to help.

Soon the soldiers headed up the mountain with their catch, and Jiang Ning followed Wu back to the cave. They had caught a lot of fish today, and each family received one.

The whole family pitched in to disassemble the fish, processing the bones and meat separately.

The fish bones were separated, stir-fried over a fire for a while, then water was added to simmer, preparing to make a delicious fish soup. The fish meat was sliced ​​into thin pieces, ready to be used to make sauerkraut fish.

The pickled cabbage nowadays is no longer just pickled mustard greens. Although the pickled mustard greens here can grow very large, there are many people in the tribe, and with the need to save seeds and transplant them, it is still not enough to eat.

The tribe now uses a wide variety of ingredients to make sauerkraut, even the stems of taro are used to make pickled taro stalks.

The fish head was left to Baiya, but Tianlang still preferred to eat raw meat, and in winter, when there was only dried meat available, its life was not easy either.

Stone and Meatball, the two adult wolves, can go hunting with the pack in winter, while Baiya, who is still a minor, has to stay behind in the tribe. Fortunately, Stone and Meatball often bring Baiya some food to satisfy his cravings.

After a period of hard work, Wu finally picked up a bowl of steaming fish soup with satisfaction. He took a deep breath and exclaimed, "These days are truly wonderful!" He couldn't help but close his eyes, savoring the delicate flavor of the soup on his tongue, as if all his fatigue had vanished in that moment.

Pu Ye couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, life is so much better now than before."

“Even in the past, our tribe was considered to be doing well by local standards. Other tribes were still starving to death in winter.” Qingpan sighed, recalling the days when food was scarce in the tribe and the people shivered in the cold wind.

Nevertheless, their tribe was considered relatively better off than several neighboring tribes. At least no one starved to death.

Jiang Ning remained silent. She thought of her system, whose real name was the Poverty Alleviation System. Could she really do this well?

Days continued to pass like this, with the soldiers going fishing every few days. It wasn't that they didn't want to fish every day, but the Tianlang River was only so big, and there weren't many fish for them to catch every day.

Even the most delicious food will become tiresome if eaten every day until everyone gets tired of it. Although primitive people were not picky eaters, eating only one type of food for a long time would also make them feel bored.

After all, people's taste buds need to be constantly stimulated by trying new flavors.

Jiang Ning glanced at the few fish piled up at the cave entrance. Lately, everyone had gotten tired of eating fish and hadn't been eating it as often, so the fish had just frozen there. The winter cold made the whole world seem like a giant natural refrigerator.

She plans to try making fish balls to add some fresh flavor to everyone's diet.

Because of limited ingredients, Jiang Ning decided to make a simplified version of fish balls. She wanted to make the most of the available ingredients to create delicious fish balls.

She thought about it carefully and then began to prepare. She thawed several fish, removed the bones and thorns, cut them into small pieces, and then chopped them up.

Then, she added some ginger water and salt, and stirred it by hand into a paste.

Jiang Ning gently placed the fish paste in her palm, then gently squeezed it with her thumb and forefinger, and a round fish ball slid into the pot of hot water. This series of movements was as natural as flowing water.

The fish balls bubbled and tumbled in the pot, gradually turning white and smooth, releasing a rich aroma. Everyone else stared intently at the bubbling fish balls, never expecting that fish could be prepared this way.

As the fish balls turned white and smooth, they finally floated to the surface, plump and emitting an enticing aroma. Jiang Ning nodded in satisfaction, then scooped the fish balls out and placed them in the wooden bucket. These fish were quite large, yielding a lot of fish balls.

"Sister, is it ready to eat? It smells so good!" Wu reached out eagerly, wanting to grab a fish ball to taste. His eyes sparkled with anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to savor this delicious dish.

However, Jiang Ning smiled slightly and gently stopped him. She shook her head, indicating that the fish balls weren't quite ready yet. Wu withdrew his hand in disappointment, but still couldn't help but lean closer to the fish balls and take a deep breath.

Jiang Ning couldn't help but laugh when she saw his greedy expression. "Not yet, you have to wait a little longer."

Jiang Ning poured out the hot water from the pot and then reheated the stone pot.

She took out a jar of animal fat from the cave; she had rendered it herself. Winter was cold, and they needed to cook their own food.

To save time and effort, Jiang Ning prepared a jar of animal oil in advance and stored it in the cave for later use.

This way, she wouldn't need to render the animal fat again whenever she needed to cook, saving her a lot of trouble. She poured the animal fat into a hot pot, and as the steam rose, the aroma of the animal fat filled the air.

The white animal fat gradually melted in the pot, and Jiang Ning added red finger jam and ginger, stir-frying. Then she added the fish bones removed from making fish balls and stir-fried them. Finally, she added water and began to simmer.

Once the water boiled, Jiang Ning put the fish balls and freshly picked pickled mustard greens into the pot. Then she called to the others, "It's ready to eat."

This is a simplified version of hot pot. The aroma of red finger fruit blends perfectly with the umami flavor of the fish balls, making it incredibly appetizing. The red finger fruit casts a vibrant red glow on the bottom of the pot, while the white fish balls tumble in the hot broth. The green pickled mustard greens add a refreshing touch to the dish, making it very visually appealing.

Drawn by the spiciness of the chili peppers and the freshness of the fish balls, they all picked up their chopsticks and began to taste. The blackfish was already very fresh, but after cooking, it became even more flavorful, greatly stimulating their appetite.

The aroma slowly wafted from the cave, attracting Dahe and Furong, who lived in a nearby cave. They followed the scent and asked, "Wu, what are you eating? It smells so good!"

Hearing their inquiry, Qingpan warmly invited them to enjoy the delicious food. Puye brought them two sets of bowls and chopsticks, "This is something Jiang Wu made with fish, called fish balls, come and try them!" Even though they were Jiang Ning's parents, in front of the clan, Jiang Ning was still addressed as "Jiang Wu".

Dahe took the bowl and chopsticks and thanked them, "Then I won't be polite!" He and Furong had already eaten, but looking at the fish balls, he felt he could eat some more.