Chief don't slap in the face

"Who wants to recruit you? It's for you!"

Xia Ye curled his lips, mastered the salt purification method, although it can't be used to sell it to make money, but it is still no problem to eat it by oneself.

"Ah!"

Ah Wu pouted, touched his pocket, took out a walnut-sized salt, stuck out his tongue, and licked a small mouthful.

This is how the tribal people eat salt.

"Little Slick, when you get home, I'll make a lot of salt for you and make a salt bed, you can sleep on it every day if you want!"

Xia Ye flicked little Lolita's forehead. He casually took Yankela, glanced at it, and threw it away. It was yellowish in color and mixed with a lot of impurities. If you eat too much, you will die.

"Whee!"

Song Guo beamed, but ran out anyway, picked up Yan Kela, carefully wiped off the dirt, and put it in his pocket.

I clapped my little hands, and felt relieved.

"Salt making?"

Lu Lingxi raised her eyebrows, didn't the salt be dug from the salt mine?Still can make?But this must be an unspoken secret, so although she was curious, she didn't ask.

In the bonfire, several stones have been placed, and a platform has been built. Xia Ye put the bronze plate on it, waited for it to heat up, picked up the sheepskin water bag filled with oil, removed the cork, and poured some on it.

"what is this?"

Seeing the golden liquid falling down and being baked by the bronze plate, it exudes a seductive fragrance, Lu Lingxi couldn't help asking, she was so curious.

Chapter 31 亡灵英雄

"Peanut oil!"

Xia Ye scraped the grease with a wooden shovel cut out of a survival knife to prevent it from draining. After heating and smoking, he broke the bird's eggs and poured them on top.

Zira!

When the egg liquid touches the hot oil, accompanied by the sound, there is a scent of eggs that have been baked with protein.

"It turns out that this kind of liquid can still be squeezed out of peanuts?"

Lu Lingxi was surprised and observed carefully.

When the egg liquid was solidified, Xia Ye sprinkled chopped green onion, stirred it with a survival knife, the egg yolk was broken, and then turned over, the chopped green onion touched the oil, and the natural fragrance of the green onion was overflowing, together with the fragrance of the egg, it formed a wonderful aroma.

Song Guo took a sharp breath, and the saliva flowed down.

Fried eggs are the simplest dish, no need to add any white pepper for seasoning, just the aroma combination of the ingredients themselves is enough to whet the appetite.

"How cooked do you want it to be?"

Xia Ye asked out of habit.

Lu Lingxi and Song Guo looked bewildered.

"Oh, let's do it all!"

Xia Ye whistled, put the prepared fried eggs into the wooden bowl of wombat fruit, made another one for Lu Lingxi, took out the ham and bacon, cut a few slices, and threw it on the boiling fat.

"Don't rush to eat!"

It was too late for Xia Ye to speak, and the little succulent took half of it in one bite.

"Well!"

Little Lolita closed her eyes and tasted it carefully, she pursed her lips tightly, fearing that a trace of the aroma would escape.

Zila!Zila!

After the bacon is roasted, its own oil oozes out, and the smell of meat and salt is mixed and tangy.

"You really don't lack salt!"

Looking at the white salt frost hanging on the bacon, Lu Lingxi sighed.

"Try it."

Xia Ye shared the bacon between the two: "Eat it in an omelet!"

"Thank you!"

Lu Lingxi bites lightly. Unlike boiled eggs, fried eggs have a harder touch, but the fat covers up the faint fishy smell of the bird's eggs, leaving only the egg fragrance.

When you eat the part with chopped green onion, the salty taste appears, which instantly detonates the aroma of fried eggs, bringing the enjoyment of taste buds to a higher level.

After that, Lu Lingxi had eaten bacon and ham before, and even made it, but she never thought that it would be so delicious after frying it with that peanut oil.

“This is the best food I've ever had!”

Lu Lingxi praised.

"Hehe, pair it with a piece of bread, spread some sweet noodle sauce, wrap some lettuce, and it's a finger cake."

Xia Ye used to eat it often.

"Sweet Bean Sauce? What's that?"

Lu Lingxi's eyes sparkled with a strong thirst for knowledge.

"A condiment made from flour."

Xia Ye smiled: "I want to ask what is flour? The pancake you ate is made of flour!"

"Red bean cake?"

Lu Lingxi praised: "It's delicious!"

"Ah!"

The womb fruit was eaten in a few mouthfuls, and he looked at Xia Ye eagerly, waiting for the next order.

"And pheasant mushroom soup!"

When it comes to eating, Xia Ye can cook a lot of home-cooked dishes, enough to satisfy these tribal aborigines who can only stew and roast.

This night was delicious, even Lu Lingxi, who claimed to be a vegetarian, ate three slices of bacon and a bowl of chicken soup, which made her blame herself for a while.

The Great Wilderness and Myriad Souls is one of the three ancient psychic scrolls. In the end, it was defeated by a fried egg and bacon. Let alone appreciating it, it didn't even become a topic of discussion.