Prehistoric Chef

Chapter 48 Xiao Ming must create conditions, otherwise my wife is so pitiful!

Landa followed behind Saduo and Bujia, helping to mix the water and pass the leather.

Gao Ming lifted the lid of the pot, and the sheep blood that had been added with salt had solidified. He carefully cut a piece and put it on the chopping board. Added water to the iron pot and started to boil it. When the water boiled, put the sheep blood on the chopping board into the pot to boil. Gao Ming saw that there was still work to do, thinking that it would be too late to cook the soup, so he was going to change the menu, "Eat shabu-shabu at noon, wait until the blood is cooked, cut it into pieces, and shabu-shabu the chili pot will be delicious!

" My favorite is chestnut stewed goo, then shabu-shabu is next. Hearing Gao Ming talk about eating shabu-shabu, swallowing his saliva, looking at the baa-baa blood boiling in the pot expectantly, he said with an idiot look: "Baa-baa blood shabu-shabu must be delicious!"

"How do you know if you haven't eaten it? " Delicious?" Gao Ming joked.

Landa had a dog-legged face, baring his teeth, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao Ming cooks anything delicious!"

The flattery was comfortable, Gao Ming put on a tone of pretentiousness, and Bu Jia next to him laughed.

After cooking on low heat for more than half an hour, Gao Ming lifted the lid and saw that there was a layer of blood foam and dregs floating on it, but the whole piece of lamb blood was like tender tofu, very firm. Gently poked it with his finger, the surface was broken, Gao Ming covered the pot, "Cook for a while."

Landa hung his head, staring into the pot eagerly.

Taking advantage of the time of boiling the sheep blood, Gao Ming cleaned up the baa baa slaughtered in the morning. The baa baa bones and the king's bones were placed on the wooden shelf respectively, and the meat in two vine frames was placed at the entrance of the hole. There was some bacon left on the wooden shelf , Gao Ming hung the remaining bacon on it, squeezed it, and freed up the place underneath to dry the skin later.

Turning around, he saw Landa staring at him with big watery eyes. Gao Ming knew that this guy must be hungry. It's getting late, usually at this time I have eaten my lunch, but today is indeed a lot late, and I have to pick up firewood and dig winter bamboo shoots in the afternoon.

"Okay, it should be ready." Gao Ming lifted the lid of the pot and poked it with his fingers. This time it was tight and elastic, unlike just a little touch that would shatter. I took the iron pan, carefully scooped up the sheep's blood with a wooden spoon, and put it on the chopping board. The Q spring was tight and slippery, and it looked really good. "I washed the iron pot of Lanta, so I added less water. Last time, there was half a pot of Dawang soup left, which is just right for a shabu-shabu." It's cold at night, so don't be afraid to let it go. The last time they drank soup at night, the four of them were like Fat Chun. Gao Ming was so frightened that he never dared to cook it at night again. The iron pot left half of the pot was just used to make high soup, which saved the cooking time.

As soon as Landa heard that it could be started, she diligently cleaned the pot, added river water and poured all the king's soup in the kettle, Bujia added firewood, and the fire was very strong. Taking advantage of this time, the sheep's blood has been cut into pieces, dried bacon and wild vegetables, and sliced ​​mutton. They have a lot of meat now, so they will look for other wild vegetables in the afternoon, but it's hard to think about it.

In order to make it quicker, this time I didn't use sheep oil to fry the peppers, but directly added Dawang soup with cold water and started to boil. Landa diligently brought the vegetable and meat bowls to the table, waited for the water to boil, Gao Ming grabbed the peppers and put them down, knowing that Sado could not eat heavy spicy food, so he just sprinkled less, Landa originally wanted to say, but after thinking about it Saduo couldn't eat it, so he swallowed it back. When Gao Ming cooked a piece of baa-baa meat, Landa salivated at the smell, forgetting about more chili.

They didn't have the seasoning to remove the fishy smell, and what they ate was baa-baa. Gao Ming originally thought that the baa-baa meat would be embarrassing, but he didn't expect the taste to be mild, so he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Bujia's baa-baa is better than the last time." Delicious!"

Landa ate his mouthful and nodded in agreement.

Buga also found it in his mouth after eating it. The two bleats look the same. Why is this one more delicious than last time?

"Is it because we raised it for a while?" Gao Ming said.

Landa swallowed the meat in his mouth, and said happily: "Anyway, it's delicious!"

This time, the salt was refined a lot, the soup was less bitter, the pepper was less, and the soup was high soup again. The taste is not choking, the whole body is warm, and the meat is not dry and fragrant.

Originally, it was a simple shabu-shabu, but at the end it was not enough to eat all the prepared vegetables and meat. Fortunately, everything was ready-made. Gao Ming cut a piece of bacon, and there was still a small piece of boiled lamb blood left, all of which were eaten before eating. cook. Sheep blood Landa didn't like it after eating a piece, and switched to mutton and bacon. Buga was so-so, but Saduo liked it very much, and Gao Ming also liked it. The sheep's blood eaten in modern times is particularly strong, and you can eat a little imported sheep's blood. There is no taste, it is very bland, and it looks like something else has been added. It is not like the one he cooked.

The four of them ate a lunch with their stomachs full. Looking outside the cave, they knew that the meal had taken a lot of time. Landa couldn't walk and sat on a stool leaning against the wooden table, looking lazy. Bugasardo prepared the tools for going up the mountain, and quickly cleaned the stone bowls and pots.

There was a lot of snow on the mountain, Gao Ming wore his cotton shoes and overcoat, and the Bugasa Torlanda sandals were all wrapped in soft leather with long hairs, and there was leftover leather, which Gao Ming originally planned to tie on the arms or calves of the three of them Yes, Bugasardo is not used to it and is not tied. The mountain is dangerous, and I'm afraid that if a prey comes to attack, it will be inconvenient for my hands and feet. On the contrary, Landa felt warm, but only two arms were bound, and the legs were left to dry.

Gao Ming poured the potatoes on the ground and packed up a rattan frame. The rattans in the hole were all used up. This time, he went up to see if there were any, and got some back. They have a lot of things now, and the rattan frame is obviously not enough. There is also bamboo. Can make a bamboo mat... Well, it would be nice to make a bamboo curtain, so that he can have xxoo with Bujia. Recently, he couldn't even touch it. Gao Ming couldn't help but want to laugh, who can have him so hard Damn, it's obviously a serious relationship, but I haven't been able to 'communicate' more intimately until now.

Thinking of beauty in my head, I saw Landa's curious eyes and Sado's dumbfounded look when I looked up. Too much, if there is a bamboo curtain hanging in the middle of a bed, not to mention deceiving the ears and stealing the bell, but if the bed board shakes uncontrollably, it is enough to stick out your head and look at the two of them! Gao Ming suppressed his thoughts and tried to find a way to build a house as soon as spring started!

Eat and drink enough, and dress warmly. Bujia carried the rattan frame on his back and led the battle with a snake knife in his hand. Landa and Gao Ming walked in the middle, holding their own daggers, and Sado followed behind, holding their kitchen knives.

Sado hasn't asked them how these iron knives and iron gates got here. Gao Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Sado a little more.

Bujia walked up along the river, and there were only four of them on the whole mountain. The snow was one meter high, and half of his legs were buried in it. The whole person was soaked in the snow, and there was a vast expanse of white everywhere The road led by Bujia was considered to have little snow, so Gao Ming's legs shivered from the cold step by step, and he gritted his teeth to persist, but in the end his legs were warm.

Xueduo also has an advantage, as long as there is a trace, you will know that there is prey nearby. Bujia is obviously familiar with the road, and it is very safe along the way. When he arrived at the bamboo forest, Gao Ming looked at the half-meter-high snow, and his whole body was in a bad mood. Digging bamboo shoots was done by eyesight, but now they were all buried in the snow. Think too much!

Gao Ming, who was defeated by reality, turned his head to look at the other three people, everyone had the same expressions, and couldn't help cheering himself up. Landa gritted her teeth and said happily, "Brother Xiaoming, let's start digging!"

"Okay!" The

four of them started digging the winter bamboo shoots from the snow. Gao Ming, who dug up a few pieces, was so confident that the four hands were red with cold, and no one cared, just pawing the snow like this. A piece of forest was almost dug, and the rattan frame was almost full. Bu Jia looked at the sky and said, "Pick up firewood!"

Gao Ming saw that it was almost enough.

Before leaving, Sado cut a bamboo, which was very thick and long. It was divided into two and tied with leather, and Sado was on his shoulders. The four of them went back along the original road, and picked up a lot of frozen goo and red eyes during the process. Landa tied them with leather and walked back with them. The snow was too deep, and it was impossible to pick up dead branches. Bujia cut branches along the road with a machete, and Gao Ming followed behind to pick them up. This firewood cannot be used if it is left to dry.

When the four of them arrived at the entrance of the cave, it was already getting dark.

After entering the cave, Landa rubbed his hands and covered his ears that were red from the cold. Gao Ming was not much better. He was not enough to wear a coat, and his entire legs were almost useless. Soaking in the snow for an afternoon, no matter what, I would get frostbite and be unable to walk, but now I feel cold and red on the surface, but my bones are not sore.

Gao Ming thought to himself that not only his physical fitness had improved, but his bones seemed to be much stronger as well. Holding the soft grass in one hand, pulling the kindling with the other hand, it ignites as soon as it blows on its stomach. With more firewood, the cold cave gradually became brighter and warmer.

Bujia was arranging the branches, splitting the branches of different lengths with a hatchet and drying them. Sado was busy cutting bamboo tubes. Landa sat on the side with a small stool. A stiff Gugu and a red eye were thrown beside the firewood at the entrance of the cave. Gao Ming started to get busy making dinner.

I was outside all afternoon, so I still had some hot soup.

Braised lamb brisket with potatoes and a fresh shrimp and bamboo shoot soup. Gao Ming decided to prepare the dinner menu. The stove was not idle, more than half of the sheep's blood was poured on the chopping board at noon, water was added to the deep pot, and it was heated up to start boiling the sheep's blood. Gao Ming took advantage of this time to sit on a small stool and peel Shrimp shells, after the shrimp shells are peeled, the potatoes are peeled, washed and diced, and the lamb belly is also washed and cut into hob pieces.

A large piece of boiled lamb blood was poured on the stone table. Gao Ming washed the deep pot and started to blanch the mutton. with.

Landa cleaned up the winter bamboo shoots, put the potatoes and winter bamboo shoots together, put the rattan frame up to the top, and placed them on the stone slab. Da Da ran to the stove and began to watch Gao Ming cook. This is what Landa likes to do most. Smelling the fragrance makes her whole body warm and comfortable.

Gao Ming lifted the lid of the pot, stirred it, and saw Landa's nose moving. Can't help laughing and joked: "Is it delicious?

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Gao Ming poured the potato cubes into the pot, flipped the lid on the pot, and saw Landa's eyes reluctantly looked away. "It will be ready in a while!"

Landa sat on the small stool with her chin propped up and stared at the pot without blinking.

The aroma in the hole became stronger and stronger, Gao Ming lifted the lid of the pot and added water again, if only there was still broth, it would be even better when stewed out! When the lid of the pot was lifted again, all those who were concentrating on working just now were sitting by the pot. Could it be that when Gao Ming saw that Bujia was so childish, he stopped being funny and said with a smile: "Take the bowl, it's done!" He took the pot to the side of the small wooden table, and handed the spoon to Landa, "You are in charge of cooking, and I will cook the soup!" The

shrimps and bamboo shoots were chopped early, and the deep pot was filled with water, and the shrimps were thrown in when the water boiled. There are diced bamboo shoots, there is no broth, so tonight's shrimp soup is very light, but the staple food is lamb brisket, which is lighter.

Gao Ming took the lamb brisket with his chopsticks, the stewed lamb brisket was very bad, and he inhaled the aroma of potatoes, so the smell of lamb can no longer be tasted. The soup was thick, probably due to the potato starch. The mutton was covered with soup, and it splashed around his mouth. Immediately, there were mixed emotions in his heart, he was also hungry and thirsty, and wanted to have sex with his wife, but the environment was not good!

If you have no conditions, you have to create conditions. Gao Ming held the bowl, the deliciousness of the mutton was not as good as that of Bujia, and his whole head was full of how to create conditions!