hogwarts chef

"Zira, Zira."

A charming aroma wafted out from the interior of the simple earthen house. A group of people sat around it, everyone eagerly stretching their necks to see the source of the aroma.

In the center of the earthen house, there was a fire. On top of the fire was a circular iron frame, and the iron frame was holding a round stone slab. The aroma was wafting from this stone slab.

Barbecuing stone slabs will naturally not emit aroma. Professor Zhang is making a dish that uses stone slabs as cooking utensils.

The productivity of African tribes is extremely low. Although the "civilized society" of Europe has begun to develop Wendousi penetration and love madness under the guidance of Professor Zhang, these ancient civilized tribes living in the wild often do not even have a piece of iron. There are no pots.

For this reason, African food is mostly baked and boiled in pottery vessels.

Therefore, Zhang Heyang chose to follow the local customs, source local materials, and also use simple methods to cook a delicious dish.

This slate cake made by Professor Zhang is a traditional delicacy that is very popular among the Nu people in Yunnan.In the past, because the roads were difficult and dangerous, people had to use local materials if they wanted to cook.

This kind of slate is unique to the shale in the mountains near the Nu River. You need to get up early to collect it, otherwise it will affect the texture of the slate. It is best to pick it up at four or five o'clock in the morning when there is still dew on the slate.

This was originally a craft that was passed down from generation to generation among Yunnan tribes and was on the verge of being lost. However, with the help of Professor Zhang's magic, it was easy to pry the bluestone completely from the ancient mountains and rivers.

The Zhuxian Sword has been cut, and the bluestone at the fracture is as smooth and bright as a mirror. For the innate spiritual treasure, it can be said to be a huge waste, or even a waste. But for Professor Zhang, as long as he can eat delicious food, Then everything is worth it.

A perfectly round and smooth stone slab is placed on the fire. When the stone is [-] to [-]% hot, you can start.Spreading a thin layer of stove ashes is an ancient method of non-stick pans passed down from the ancestors of the earth in the previous life.

Then stir the wild sweet buckwheat powder into a paste, pour it on the stone slab and start baking it.The smooth wooden stick spreads the batter evenly. After a while, in the baking of the fire, the high-temperature stone slab caused the pores on the edge of the buckwheat cake to overflow with the burnt aroma.

"Zhang, you are truly a magical creator."

The chief of the African tribe next to him looked at Zhang Heyang with a god-like expression on his face. The cooking utensils and equipment used by Professor Zhang were even cruder than those used by his tribe for daily cooking, but the things he made were exactly like dragon liver and phoenix. The difference between marrow and pig food

Just by smelling the aroma, you can already feel the saliva on the bottom of your tongue, making you want to gorge yourself.

Professor Zhang smiled and continued to play with the thick dough cake with the small wooden stick in his hand.The fire made his face blush, with a slight smile on his lips.

Perhaps Professor Zhang's smile is happiest only when he is playing with food preparation. He is even happier than standing on top of the world and pretending to be cool, hanging up Lao Fu and Lao Deng and slapping them in the face in front of the whole world.

This is the passion for food that the Chinese people carry in their bones. Every kind of food is a gift from God. This is not just about appetite, but an incomparable passion and love for life.

"It's ripe."

After a while, after checking the temperature and color, Zhang Heyang raised his hand to lift the slate daddy and used magic to float it in the air.

With a click, he broke off a small piece of the corner and dipped it in the local wild bee honey.

The Blue Nile, which rises in the Ethiopian highlands and is the source of most water and nutrients for the lower Nile, is the longest river in the world and creates countless canyons.

The canyon landform that gathers all things into one mountain makes the honey full of sweetness. Naturally, it is still far away from the nectar collected from the stamens of the flowers by refined bees in mainland China, but it can be said to be extremely high-quality. Very delicious.

The burnt aroma of buckwheat mixed with the sweetness of wild honey gives you the taste of Nile summer on your tongue.

"shuang"

Professor Zhang swallowed the food in his mouth with satisfaction, and divided the thick flour cake into dozens of pieces. His strong mental power controlled them to fly out, each piece was soaked with honey, and then flew to the children who looked expectantly. .

The children were overjoyed and began to scramble to eat this delicacy that had never appeared in this world. They showed happy smiles, and their teeth looked particularly white against the black skin.

This stone cooking method, which originated in the Neolithic Age, is one of the oldest cooking methods in the world. It is easy to learn and easy to use, and it has largely solved the problem of delicious food and diversity of this tribe.

As for where their crops come from and whether they have the ability to grow new crops, Professor Zhang is not concerned. He just wants to spread this delicious food on the African land on a whim.

"We haven't had a visitor here for a long time. Thank you for bringing us some life."

A skinny old black man said slowly while leaning on a cane.His voice was like dried tree bark rubbing against each other, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable. The head of the crutch in his hand was inlaid with a gem as big as half his head.

"With your behavior, is it better for me to pity you for being poor, or for you to show off your wealth?"

Professor Zhang tilted his head and looked at the huge gem, thinking about how high his success rate would be in snatching it from the tribe's most powerful high priest, the old wizard, on someone else's territory.

"Although I know life in Africa is not very good, are wizards also so poor?"

"Using the so-called supernatural abilities that Muggles cannot understand, it is easy to live a life superior to human beings. Even in this barren Africa, you can still be as good as the wealthy people in the Middle East."

The high priest said slowly: "But the sacrifices in any tribe exist to pray to the gods to protect ordinary people. No conscientious priest can abandon his tribe."

"Sister Nanmolixi"

The old priest's hands began to change different seals, and strange spells came out of his mouth. As the huge magic power gathered under his hands, the gem on the head of the crutch became brighter and brighter.

"Mr. Zhang is a distinguished guest, so let's celebrate his arrival with a heavy rain."

Before the old priest finished speaking, wind surged in the air, and a cold rain as cold as a clear spring shivered down. There was countless vitality in it, and the children and young people of the tribe couldn't help but cheer.

Zhang Heyang raised his hand and grabbed it with magic power. The magic power gathered all the rainwater into a water ball, which floated in the sky above his palm.

After touching the water droplets, he felt refreshed all over his body. The fatigue of the past few days on the road disappeared, and the hot fire on the African continent was also removed from his body. His body was as light as a swallow, and his mood was happy.

"Is this the magic of Africa? It's really terrifying."

Professor Zhang's eyes suddenly changed as he stared at the old priest, showing strong desire, as if he suddenly transformed into a heavy-tasting gay.

"Old priest, I want it"