My Magic Age

This world is very rich in living resources, and anyone who is willing to work will have enough to eat, but the food is not that particular.

Especially in a caravan like this, there are usually two types of food we eat. One is black bread made from black wheat ground into powder and baked, mixed with a little salt. It tastes very rough, but if you chew it carefully, you will find the wheat. The grains are very sweet, and each black loaf is as big as a basin.

This kind of bread can be stored for several months without going bad. The other is to grind barley into powder and spread it on a hot stone slab to bake it into a flatbread. It is very hard. This kind of cake must be chopped with a hammer, put into a large bowl, and a large spoonful of thick soup is poured on it. The thick beef jerky and wild vegetable soup makes me very full.

The business group usually brings these breads, wheat cakes and some marinated air-dried beef. Occasionally, we will arrive late with the fresh beast meat that the adventure group has hunted, but that is rare. For such a large caravan of more than 600 people, One or two goats or white deer returned from hunting are not enough to share among a dozen people.

Kuz also swam back at this moment and helped me catch the leather saddle that Fred had removed from the Thunder Rhinoceros. He said happily: "Jijia, this is very close to my hometown in Pai Grassland. There should be a lot of delicious food in the big grassland. The guinea pigs should be the most delicious in early spring. They stayed in the burrows all winter and only eat grass seeds and tree roots. Their intestines and stomachs are clean and the meat tastes the most delicious. Let’s talk about it later. Catch a few and bring them back to stew yams.”

Young orcs are usually very wary of humans. Almost all orcs think that humans are a group of cunning and despicable guys. Therefore, even in such peaceful times, it is not easy to gain the trust of an orc.

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A big reason why I can become friends with Kuz is because of our relationship with the old Kuru. Kuz is the grandson of the old Kuru, and the old Kuru is very close to me.

The second reason is that I am a child. For Kurtz, who is only 12 years old, I am not in any danger. He can approach me without any scruples and ask me various questions to satisfy his curiosity.

In order to facilitate communication, Old Kuru taught me Orcish. When Kuz and I were alone, we always talked in Orcish.

Thirdly, I will also make some delicious soups. This matter is actually a bit far to talk about.

Old Kuru is a very experienced pharmacist and an old friend of Leipas.

During this trade trip to the Kingdom of Stan, Leipas spent a lot of time to invite Kulu as the pharmacist of the caravan, but did not hire other human pharmacists because this trip had to pass through the Pai Plateau and New Zealand. Siakis Mountains.

Many of the herbal plants here are unfamiliar to human pharmacists. Only the experienced orc pharmacist, Old Kulu, is familiar with the habits of these herbs, so there is a slightly mysterious orc pharmacist in this caravan.

For Old Kuru, everyone in the caravan gave him enough respect, which was also an important factor in why I was rescued and taken in by the caravan.

One day after I recovered from my injury, Lao Kulu once discovered that when he was boiling medicine, I could clearly remember the entire process, what kind of herbs to put in each process, how much to put in, and what kind of heat to boil. Pour out the concoction.

I have to say that this is not difficult for me as a chef. Isn’t this just cooking?

At that time, although I was physically like a child under 5 years old, my mental age was very mature. At that time, I would often help Lao Kulu make medicine. People in the caravan would often get sick due to acclimatization. Every time Lao Kulu would pick some local herbs to make medicinal juice, and I was the little one. helper.

Gradually, Old Kuru discovered that my ability to understand, comprehend and learn was much better than others, and because when making medicine, you must at least understand the characteristics of these herbs.

In the next 10 months, under the supervision of Old Kuru, I learned the orc language while studying herbal medicine in the pile of herbs he picked. The orcs have many different understandings of herbs from humans. Define these. It was difficult for Old Kuru to accurately transliterate the name of the herb into the Imperial language. It was under this circumstance that I learned the Orc language.

At that time, I could recite the names of hundreds of herbs fluently in Orcish, but I couldn't even say a greeting like "Hello" coherently in Orcish.

The best way to learn a certain language is to communicate in that language more often. In this way, I gradually began to become familiar with Kuz.

Kurtz is a werewolf child whose blood is closer to humans. Except for having a pair of furry pointed ears and a strong chest covered with thick hair, he is almost the same as humans. But he would still bar his teeth when he was angry, showing his canine teeth to show his anger. I always think of the white Husky dog ​​raised by the boss upstairs in the dormitory building.

Kurtz likes sports. This kid always has endless energy and can run all over the mountains and plains, just to chase a pheasant.

In the Novosibirsk Mountains, a kind of pheasant with gray spots on a white background is the most common. This pheasant, which is usually not much bigger than a pigeon, can only glide short distances in the valley, but it is very clever and will stay away once it detects danger. Fly away far away. But this pheasant meat is very tender and delicious.

One time, Kuz caught some Yachis pheasants, and he directly used an iron drill to string them together and put them on the fire.

The campfire quickly burned the chicken feathers, and then the whole chicken turned black. The smell of burning bird feathers was everywhere in the camp. To be honest, the smell was very unpleasant.

After the chicken is roasted, the black scabs formed by the bird feathers must be removed along with the skin. The pheasants are not very big, but smaller ones are left. It still tastes like burning bird feathers, which is a bit bitter.

The simplicity and kindness of the orcs are innate. After roasting the pheasant, even if Kuz himself didn't have enough to eat, he would give the roasted pheasant to Old Kuru first, and then even gave one to me.

To be honest, I don't really like this stuff because of the weird smell. However, the convoy will provide broth made from dried beef almost every five days. The rest of the time, it is dried vegetables and wild vegetable soup with wheat cakes or brown bread.

It is also rare to have chicken that is always burnt at this time. I reconfirm this is for me?

Kurtz nodded with a silly smile, showing his neat white teeth, biting the remaining pheasant on the iron drill fiercely, which made him grin and blow.

At that moment, I felt like an innocent child. In such a strange world, it was a rare happiness to have such a pure and white friendship. Even the pain from the fire poison in my body was gone. It doesn't hurt as much.

I sat next to Kurtz, leaning against his shoulder, holding the hot roast chicken in my hand and said to him: "Next time you catch this kind of chicken, I will help you cook it. I found that there are There’s a better way to make it.”

"Yes!" Kurtz agreed vaguely, still concentrating on serving the two roast chickens.

Unexpectedly, at noon the next day, our caravan was resting in the mountain col. I was taking a nap on the back of Thunder Rhinoceros, which was carrying Kuru herbs and other living supplies. I was woken up in a daze. I saw Kuru at a glance. Zi proudly held up the iron skewer in his hand with 7.8 pheasants skewered on it, and then said in clumsy Imperial dialect: "Let's eat together!"

For me, this is the first meal I cook in this world, which is very meaningful.

In fact, I don’t have a better way to cook these chickens. There are no more seasonings and ingredients here. I learned that even Butler Leipaz has never eaten fried chicken wings, because the cooking methods in this magical world are very It's simple, one is to make soup, or it's to fry and bake.

People here like to stew animal fat into a thick soup. If the soup is too fat, they will add as much wheat cake as possible. It will taste greasy and warm, but they rarely add seasonings and spices to the food. Some salt.

Originally, I thought that there were no condiments such as Sichuan peppercorns, peppercorns, star anise, and chili peppers in this new world. After studying herbalism with Lao Kulu for a year, I discovered that these things exist, and these condiments are also common. Herbs are nothing new.

Perhaps Lao Kulu would not have thought that I could study herbalism so diligently because I have a chef's heart. I was originally asked to study herbalism so that I could help him boil medicine. Gradually, I was able to carry a small medicine box. Following him, he went to some safe places around the camp to collect herbs. My first role in learning herbalism was to study the similarities between these plants and the plants in my world, trying to discover those memories. in taste.

"Okay, leave these chickens to me, and you can go find some chestnuts. Kuz, you are such a good hunter!" I took the pheasant and praised Kuz.

There are also chestnuts in this magical world. In the orc language, "chestnut" is called "tree rice". Chestnuts have always been eaten as food. On the southern slopes of the New West Lakes Mountains, there are such trees all over the mountains and plains. There are also many apple trees and Akiko pear trees.

Dwarves and orcs don't like eating apples. Apples have always been used by the dwarves to make wine. The orcs like to wait until the first heavy snow closes the mountains to pick up the frozen Qiuzi pears on the mountains. Old Kuru Kuz and I like hard autumn pears with ice slag very much. Old Kuru told me that if you only eat wheat cakes and broth in winter, you will slowly get sick. Only by eating these frozen fruits can you get the power of the Beast God King. Blessed, he protects the Pai Plateau.

For more than a year, he lay on the back of Thunder Rhino and followed the caravan through the New Siakis Mountains, but his body gradually became stronger.

Although I have to be burned by the fire poison in my body every day, it is painful. But this symptom is gradually reducing, and I find that I can easily jump up and down on the back of the Thunder Rhino, which is more than four meters high. Although my clumsy movements are often laughed at by Kuz, I know that children of the same age in my original world are now I can only drink yogurt and play in the yard on a children's bicycle.

But at the age of 7, I was already asked by Butler Leipas to help Old Kulu prepare herbal medicine every day, deliver it to the sick in the caravan, and give instructions on how to take it, among other chores.

Although I am small and thin, it is not difficult to handle these pheasants. I throw the pheasants into a clay pot filled with hot water and rinse them for a few times before taking them out immediately. After the hot water soaks the feathers, if the feathers are soaked for too long, The feathers will be cooked and peeled off together with the skin, so the timing must be accurate.

Holding the chicken's paws, he quickly removed the chicken feathers, and the buttery yellow chickens were placed on the wooden table.

Looking at my skillful movements, even the old Kulu who was cooking the medicine not far away glanced at me and didn't understand why I had to scald the chicken and pluck the feathers. Wouldn't it be better to burn it directly? Use a small knife to cut open the pheasant, take out the internal organs and throw them into a wooden barrel.

For the orcs, these offal are even more delicious and should never be discarded. Throw the chopped chicken into the soup pot, sprinkle a handful of prepared seasonings and salt, and wait for Kuz to retrieve the chestnuts.

Carrying half a bag of chestnuts, Kurtz bent down, opened the leather curtain, got in and said, "Jijia, this soup smells so good."

"You will have food later. Come peel chestnuts with me now."

In the tent, a half-grown orc child and a human child were chatting and peeling chestnuts next to a smoky earthenware pot.

There is no word for stew in the orcish and imperial languages. They all call the food cooked in the earthenware pot soup.

The cooked chicken stewed with chestnuts exuded a rich aroma. Although Kuz was drooling and swallowing with his throat, he was still waiting for me to announce that he could eat it before he started. We offered the first bowl of meat to old Kuru.

After tasting it, old Kuru stared at me for a long time with his dry and dull eyes, and then said to me lightly: "I know you are a different child. This soup is delicious. With this delicious soup, you can live well in the human city in the future. But I still hope that your friendship with Kuz can continue and help each other on the road in the future."

"I will, grandpa!"

"I will, teacher!" Kuz and I said respectfully.

Yes, this is the third reason why I can become friends with Kuz, because I can make some delicious soup.

Eight plump pheasants and half a bag of chestnuts stewed a large earthenware pot. Kuz held a piece of black bread that was bigger than his head in one hand and a large soup spoon in the other. He ate it without fear of the heat, and even swallowed the bones into his stomach.

People who can cook delicious food must know how to eat the most, at least that's what I think.

Many chefs are fat, because they are born foodies, people who want to make delicious food and have a strong interest in it. They never tire of fine food and fine meat. The more delicious it is, the more delicate it needs to be.

I think I am persistent in this aspect. The first thing I thought of in this life was not to understand other mysterious things in this world, but to eat first.

For this reason, when old Kuru taught me herbal medicine, I would gladly accept it, just to let myself know what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten. In order to understand the awkward words in the scroll of basic herbal medicine, I even spent a lot of time learning the Orc language. I guess if Old Kuru knew that I worked so hard to learn herbal medicine just to avoid starving to death when wandering, I wonder what he would think, would he be too frustrated?

Slowly, I don’t know when it started, I gradually discovered how important herbal medicine is to me.

And Old Kuru, my Orc enlightenment teacher, began to teach a new subject, that is, pharmacy.

Kuz was very excited when he heard that I was going to learn pharmacy from Old Kuru. That night, the two of us sat on the back of the Thunder Rhino and chatted. Kuz said that he had a dream of becoming a hunter. If he hadn’t accidentally saved me, I’m afraid he would be the one who followed Old Kuru to recite the names of those herbs.

Kuz said to me: It’s great to have you here!