I'm not a wild eater

Yan Shu put down his chopsticks and went to the front to add another piece of wood to the kiln.

"Don't add too much, be careful not to let the fire burn on the pottery." Mu Qing reminded.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's always been a slow fire."

Muqing put the pottery pot on the table, drained the excess water into the pottery bowl with the baking tray, and put it aside.

Get a few dried plantain leaves and keep them aside.

Gently grind the tapioca starch that has become lumps with a spoon.

"Does this need to be powdered? The kind you want to buy?"

Yan Shu, who added firewood, came to join in the fun.

"The degree of dehydration is not enough. There is no way to make it into that kind of powder. It can only be made into smaller pieces of powder."

cut...

cut...

Every time Muqing presses the tapioca starch, there will be such a sound, and the goose bumps will almost rise when listening to it.

"I'd better go for a walk in the woods and see if there is anything to eat."

"It's obviously going out to hide." Mu Qing laughed.

"whee."

Yan Shu smiled, took Mu Qing's machete and went out.

In the barren mountains and wild mountains, Master Shu insisted on telling the feeling of his back garden.

According to the current situation, this is indeed their back garden.

Lord Shu can find food, Lord Mu can cook food, this combination is quite good.

Master Shu is also good at cooking, so it's okay to let her stay and make pancakes.

It is estimated that it will be made into a burnt paste, and it will not be able to be removed if it sticks to the stone.

It sounded really uncomfortable.

Why do I feel that it sounds very comfortable and weird.

Crush the tapioca starch into small clumps.

Muqing dug a small hole in the middle of the powder block, poured the non-hot vegetable soup in the earthenware bowl into it, and kneaded the soup and powder evenly.

"It's too dry."

Picking up the earthenware bowl, I took a bowl of water outside the camp, added a little more to the dough, and continued kneading.

The amount of tapioca flour is fixed, and if it is too thin, there is no way to adjust it by adding flour.

Muqing was very careful every time he added water.

It took seven or eight times, little by little, to put the pottery bowl farther away.

"I'm back."

Yan Shu carried a bundle of grass to feed the rabbits, and put it outside the camp: "Huh? Is this done? No, it feels too dry."

Muqing spread the kneaded cassava dumplings into pieces, and many places were broken.

"There is still a lot of water in these dishes, so we need to take this into account."

"When it's all done, if it's still too dry, you can add more water."

I felt the temperature of the dish with the back of my hand, and it was already cold.

Muqing put the vegetables on the cassava, folded it left and right to cover it, and rubbed it gently a few times.

"Will the dishes come outside like this?" Yan Shu asked.

"Yes, I was planning to let them run outside."

"It tastes delicious like this, and there are vegetables in every bite." Mu Qing said, kneading the dough and vegetables with the end of his palm.

The kneaded long dough is folded in half and kneaded again.

I repeated it several times, and poked the dough with my hand.

Soft, and the poked hole won't snap back to its original shape right away.

"Perfect, just the right amount of moisture."

Mu Qing clapped his hands in satisfaction, divided the dough into four small balls, flattened them with his hands, and trimmed the edges.

Form into four small cakes.

Separate and place on the prepared banana leaves.

Needle does not poke.

It looks really delicious, but I don't know how it tastes.

Friendly reminder: there is no salt, the rest is your own brain.

If I had known that there were so many big vegetables in the future, I should have saved the seasoning for the instant noodles.

It’s okay to save some hot pot bottom material.

Not to mention, if this is coated with a layer of hot pot base, it will be really delicious.

Don't think about it, don't think about it, not only will you eat it, but you will also pull it off.

"Why make it so small, it would be nice to make it big."

Yan Shu picked up the less than six-inch pancake in front of him, and felt that he could finish it in a few bites.

"It's cooked so quickly that the vegetables won't be burnt and the noodles will still be raw."

The sky gradually changed from bright to gray.

Yan Shu washed a small handful of coriander root, stuffed it into a clay pot, and boiled it with water.

Muqing inspected the clay pot, and the degree of drying was up to standard.