Prehistoric Chef

Chapter 109 Xiao Ming has a pair of eyes looking at me! !

Xiaohe blindly worships Gao Ming, as long as he cooks it All are delicious! "Brother Xiaoming, let me help you!"

Gao Ming stroked Xiaohe's head, raised his hand and said with a smile, "Xiaohe has grown taller and has some flesh on his body. He will be seventeen after the snow season is over, right?"

"Yes Yes." An inexplicable blush appeared on Xiaohe's face, and he secretly glanced at Dashi who was pushing the stone mill, Brother Dashi said that he would get married when he grew up.

Bujia helped to grind the wheat. When the iron bucket was full, Saduo carried it and poured it into the clay tank. Bujia pushed the big stone to pour the wheat into the hole. The three of them worked very briskly, and it didn't take long for the wheat to be ground. Half a bag, and the clay pot is almost full.

Xiaohe sat on a small bench in the cave, and there was a pot of washed sweet fruit on the ground. He and Landa both had clean pottery pots at their feet. They competed to peel the peel of the sweet fruit. It's easy to peel, just find a tear, and it will be a large piece. After a while, a pot of sweet fruit will be fine.

After the flour outside the cave has been ground, the two large pots of sweet fruits will continue to be ground, and the red juice will flow from the drain to the iron bucket, and the residual pulp will be scooped out and placed in a bamboo basket, where they will be mixed with the leftover potatoes from yesterday. Feed baa baa the dregs. Gao Ming is in charge of boiling the sweet fruit juice. The thick sweet fruit juice is like fudge. When it is very thick, Gao Ming takes it out of the pot and pours it into the split bamboo tube. When it is cold, it is almost poured on the chopping board and cut into sugar cubes. size, then let it cool, and when it hardens, pour the brown sugar cubes into potted clay pots.

A bamboo basket of sweet fruits is enough to boil two pot-bellied clay pots. By the time Gao Ming finished packing his things, it was already almost a little outside. No wonder Landa squatted by the stove and looked at him weakly, with tears in his eyes, which was very cute. But Gao Ming doesn't like Landa's tricks. Ever since he saw Landa coaxing Sado, Gao Ming felt that he was blind before and felt that Landa was as harmless as a little sheep. A wolf in sheep's clothing!

"Barbecue at noon, you go get a piece of meat!" Gao Ming kicked Landa, Landa moved her nest, and said with tears in her eyes, "Brother Xiao Ming, you don't love me anymore!

" What are you doing!" Gao Ming turned his head to Xiao He and said with a smile, "You must be tired after a busy morning, you go to bed and rest, and let Landa do the rest!"

Landa looked haggard from being out of favor when he saw Sado who came in , crying and coquettishly said: "Everyone doesn't love me, Sado, you must not abandon me!!!"

Gao Ming kicked Landa's ass, and said with a smile: "Stop singing here, go get the meat!"

"What? Is it singing?" Landa obediently stood up and asked curiously.

"It's a kind of singing." Gao Ming explained perfunctorily. He was also hungry. Seeing Landa go to the storage cave, he ordered: "Bring some venison and bleat."

The meat in the cave is all washed meat I decided to eat barbecue on the spur of the moment. Naturally, it didn't have the taste of marinating in advance, but it would not be bad if the dipping sauce was prepared. Anyway, to the cave dwellers, it basically tastes the same, and they are not picky eaters. Gao Ming also thought about refining crystal bricks in the cave after lunch.

He took a small cube of sugar that he had just made, mixed it with water and boiled it, sautéed garlic and peppercorns with burnt butter until fragrant, mixed the chili noodles with coarse salt and pepper powder, Gaoming specially made iron There are a few small holes in the small jar, these mixed dry seasonings are put into it, just sprinkle it on when eating barbecue, it is clean and hygienic without dirty hands.