gluttonous adventure king

Chapter 68

Look quietly: "An adventurer is not as talented as you think, because your imagination is too limited."

Watching Fang Hong filter the water, everyone shattered: "Brother Gun, you can just carry a big iron pot around and carry a bottle of pebbles."

"Simply enough."

Fang Hong shrugged: "RM coins are used wisely, and I make this kind of thing myself."

"Hun Dan, your fucking knives are all rolled up, I didn't see you using RM coins on the blade!"

Fang Hong sneered: "Hey, for me, only the savings card is the blade."

Lighting a fire, filtering water, and how to distribute the three dishes, of course, the rabbit has been cooking fish maw for the longest time, so it is the first.

"Perhaps all the brothers in the Cantonese-speaking area know that fish maw soup is a very nutritious but laborious dish." Fang Hong said while handling the fish maw: "I remember watching a program once and talking about making soup. A A first-line actress in Hong Kong City said, "I can make any soup, but I can't cook fish maw soup." The first reason is that fish maw is really expensive. After I learned this dish, I have never made it. The second reason is that, The process is really complicated.”

"There are many ways to soak the fish maw bought in the market, such as soaking in cold water, then foaming in warm water, or soaking in warm oil for a second overwatering. Since mine is fresh fish gills, there is no soaking method. necessary."

"By the way, maybe the fish maw that friends in GuangZhou recognize is fish maw, but in fact, fish maw is fish maw, fish maw is fish maw, fish gills are fish maw, and fish maw is belly."

Rabbits are not handled so elegantly, the skin is discarded directly after peeling.

"Brother Gun, why don't you use rabbit skin to keep warm? Didn't it mean that the temperature drops sharply at night?"

Fang Hong rolled his eyes: "Theoretically, the North American grizzly can smell the smell of rotting rabbit skin fifty kilometers away, and then find it and kill me. It's better to bury this thing with soil."

"Brother Gun, theoretically...can't North American brown bears smell your pot from fifty kilometers away?"

"666, that's a good question, I want to know too."

Fang Hong shrugged: "North American brown bears are only interested in food. If it is nearby when it is roasting rabbits, it may come to the door, but he will not come here just for a pot. The taste of iron is stronger than you think. Heavy, the brown bear with the best sense of smell in the world can tell whether you are holding a hoe or a machete from a hundred kilometers away."

Of course, that is to say that the brown bears with the best sense of smell, half of them are not so bad luck.

In fact, the ability of animals to smell has always been a topic of great debate in the scientific community.

From a conventional point of view, a bear's sense of smell is dozens of times stronger than a dog's.

However, a trained dog, especially a bloodstained dog, can pick up the scent of a drop of blood where it has been washed by a storm for twelve hours.Brown bears with a stronger sense of smell are very sensitive to iron molecules.

In the United States, in the random detection of scientists, there is no brown bear passing by a certain place for a year, and even the habitat is hundreds of kilometers away.But when people go camping, brown bears break in looking for food.

In other words, in theory, brown bears are likely to smell the food across a huge mountain range.

However, in the accepted scientific common sense, North American brown bears can only smell the smell a few kilometers away.

Not to mention here, there is still a distance from the residence of brown bears or grizzly bears.

Even if a brown bear with a theoretically super strong sense of smell can detect that Fang Hong is cooking here, he should smell the cooking smell of thousands of residents in Nevada or Utah.

"Brother Gun, even if the brown bear smells a pot, won't it come to your door?"

Fang Hong rolled his eyes: "Let me repeat, the brown bear can smell the smell of the iron pot, which means that it also smells all kinds of smells on me, including every creature I have hunted and every creature I have eaten. With the brain of a brown bear, one can imagine that I am a cruel top predator in nature, unless I have hurt or directly threatened its life, otherwise he will not take the initiative to trouble me."

In the wild, when encountering wild animals, they can be roughly divided into two types. One is that they regard you as a piece of meat, and the representative animals are wild boars and wolves. They will not think about what kind of opponent you are, they will only Think about what it would cost to kill you.

The other is that individual top predators, such as tigers and bears, do not actively provoke humans unless there is a lack of food.

Of course, everything is not so absolute, and it cannot be ruled out that some people are possessed by degeneration.

After the rabbit was put into the pot, Fang Hong began to prepare the fish maw, that is, the fish float.

"Fish floats, we agreed to be stewed, that is to fry first, this kind of thing is similar to the gluten in Suzhou and Hangzhou cuisine, it is hollow, if it is put directly into the water or the oil pan, it will definitely die. And it will become hard, Difficult to chew and loses its chewy mouthfeel."

"There are two solutions, either boil the oil out of the pan and cut into strips immediately, or puncture it and then put it into the pan. Our solution is to puncture it and then put it into the pan. Don't use high temperature, warm oil and moisten it for 10 minutes."

After the rabbit stewed fish maw was done, the fish maw stew started.

After warming the oil for 10 minutes, remove from the pan and cut into strips, then put in water, similar to braised in soy sauce.

A fish maw is only so small that Fang Hong didn't even want to use it: "I just started eating it, and made fish fillets after I finished eating."

The deep-fried and over-watered fish maw was golden in color, very soft and glutinous, and had an excellent taste. There was no seasoning, so Fang Hong killed it completely.

"Damn, I'm too careless, stealing food while cooking."

Fang Hong wiped his mouth: "When you're away from home, why pay so much attention to it? Pour the soup from the rabbit fish maw at the beginning into the pot, add water and bring to a boil."

Not long after, the water boiled, Fang Hong put the fish fillets into the pot, and at the same time put the pot directly into the fire pit: "Wait for it to simmer, the fish fillets have already been seasoned and marinated with ginger slices, no seasoning is needed gone."

The essence of the cooking series is that after cooking, take it up and pour it with hot oil. The sizzling oil will instantly blend the chili and pepper soup into one, and stimulate the visual impact of spicy and delicious taste .

"Rabbit stewed fish maw, yellow croaker slices, which one to get first?"

"No, I want to order takeaway."

"I'll go, it's the middle of the night, I'm going to have a skewer."

"Hun Dan, goodbye, go to sleep."

"What, where's my quick-frozen dumplings?"

"One fish and three meals, yellow croaker slices, stewed fish maw, and rabbit stewed fish maw. I can supplement the protein and calories I need for the whole day, and the trace elements I need for a week. After I'm done, it's time to go to bed."

Fang Hong, who had a good meal, forgot an important thing after disposing of the kitchen utensils.

At night, the cold wind blows at the entrance of the cave, and the sound of water rushing.

Fang Hong sat up in a daze, touched the wet ground, and woke up suddenly.

The live broadcast room was opened again, and water friends rushed in.

"Brother Gun, are you in the middle of the night? What are you doing?"

"Is there an event?"

Fang Hong: "S**T, F**K! I had a good afternoon, and I forgot to move the nest. The small valley winding from the south is full of water, I am Cao!"

The Daxia Valley area has unique landforms. Perhaps the other side of this small valley is connected to a very distant place. The heavy rain is pouring, and the water flow is concentrated. From this small valley, the water level is skyrocketing.

Fang Hong carried everything he thought he had on his back, jumped out of the cave and began to climb up.

Fang Hong forgot to take away the realgar bag on the ground.

Climbing to the top of the mountain, Fang Hong shivered in the cold wind: "Look for a big rock to block the wind and start a fire quickly."

"Brother Gun, remove your hand drill!"

"Asshole, at such a critical moment, I choose a lighter."

In the cold night, Fang Hong's trouser legs below his knees were covered with water, and he groped to find some branches. The dry branches quickly ignited under the burning of the lighter.

A bonfire was lit.

Fang Hong looked at the endless field: "It seems impossible to find a cave, so let's deal with it tonight."

As the battle turns and the stars move, the sky begins to dim.

(End of this chapter)