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It is impossible to do it now, and Mrs. Class is still on the way to buy flour. The bearded man who is very interested and his friend decide to come again for dinner, two meals a day, and the two of them should not be civilians.

In the morning, there was no one else but these two customers, and it was another light morning, just as Cecil was doing some preparations.

The beef bone soup that has been simmered all night is very thick, but Cecil still smells a lingering fishy smell, which cannot be called attractive. However, the bones and water are still clean and can be discarded. There is no froth, so even modern people can drink it.

By the way, the children were all swallowing while skimming off the froth. Luther repeatedly criticized Cecil for his "serious waste", but he still resolutely threw the froth away.

Therefore, Cecil decided to use a big killer.

Mrs. Klass not only bought flour, but also bought a lot of saffron from the treatment center.

The doctors in Ebo are separated from the treatment center. The treatment center not only sells medicine, but also sells various sacrificial items and daily necessities, such as oxtail and bullwhip. It is not surprising why ox eye beads are the "good medicine" for diarrhea "Are.

At this time, saffron was still considered as a dye. After all, its color was really bright, and it was rarely seen in plateau areas. However, due to the small output, it has not been paid attention to at present. Only some civilians would pick it to dye some headdresses and belts. Category.

Cecil was kind of weird about it.

"Why is it cheaper to produce less?" Cecil asked Langdon while rubbing flour on the stump felt board. "Scarcity is more expensive, shouldn't it be expensive?"

"The output is too small. As a dye, thousands of people may work hard for a day and can't even finish dyeing a suit of clothes. In this case, the price is almost catching up with magic dyeing. Why don't people who can afford it not use magic dyeing? The dyeing has not had issues with fading and uneven dyeing," Langdon replied.

Uh... Isn't this a typical case where the rich can't use it and the poor can't afford it.

Cecil couldn't help but feel a little lucky. If this thing spreads other usages, he won't be able to miss it.

The flour that Mrs. Krass bought was a bit whitish. Judging from the color, it should be low-gluten bread. The outermost layer of wheat is relatively loose. Cecil was a little worried that the noodles that were kneaded would turn into batter.

"Did I buy the wrong one?" Seeing Cecil rubbing and stopping, Mrs. Klass said worriedly, "This is the best flour, the whitest!"

High-gluten flour is a little yellowish, suitable for making bread, pastry and other pastries. Low-gluten flour makes fluffy and crispy pasta. Chinese-style pasta is generally medium-gluten flour. However, it is blind to ask for high-gluten and low-gluten here. Nonsense, it would be nice to have flour. It is estimated that here is a whole grain of wheat that is directly ground, how can it be shelled and distinguished.

Cecil could only say: "It's okay, very good."

The flour was rolled into balls and placed on the stump felt board. It was supposed to be covered with a cloth to wake up, but there was no clean cloth enough to eat in here, so Cecil sent a child to watch, so that the mosquitoes would not crawl. go up.

Next comes the processing of the saffron.

The saffron flowers bought by Mrs. Krass have been dehydrated and dried, saving a process.A group of people, including Dali, carefully picked out the red stamens and put them in a burnt hardwood plate. The residual temperature dries slowly.

Kneading dough, baking saffron, having lunch, and discussing this weird world with Langdon, it was almost afternoon, and before the sky started, the big black-bearded man came and added a friend.

"Master Knight, good afternoon." The bearded man said happily, "We are here, are you ready?"

"Well, I'll wait for you." Cecil said enthusiastically, this is a big customer, and the only big customer.

"Mr. Elf, hello." The bearded man also greeted Dali.

Dali nodded reservedly, raised his hand to his ear and made a strange gesture.

Cecil leaned closer to Langdon and whispered, "Why don't these people show anything to Dali?"

"You have to know that most people don't have so many clothes to change. It's not cold at this time, so they don't need to wear clothes. Many people naturally don't wear them when they are working." Is the fire increasing?"

"Of course, thank you." Cecil immediately said, "Also, there is water."

The bearded man and his friends all showed solemn expressions when they saw Langdon cast the magic water into the beef bone soup pot: "Ah, magic!"

Cecil didn't bother to notice. He was trying to blow up the fire and get the pot boiling.After that, put the dried saffron into a brine tube filled with clean water, wait for the red color to come out, and then pour it into the soup pot. There is already butter in the pot, which can just lock the color.

The dough was picked up and touched, and it had already gained toughness, and it was quite solid when hammered. Cecil carefully pulled a ball off, pressed it, stretched it, and picked up the thread-like dough-broken.He hesitated for a while, kneaded the dough again, pulled out a small ball and pressed it into a slender leaf shape, picked it up and shook it, it was good, it didn’t stop, so he just threw it into the soup pot while pulling it, After the influence of gravity and acceleration, the dough just keeps the shape of the slender blade when it is put into the pan.

Just throwing it like this, and when all the noodles were thrown away, Cecil suddenly remembered something, and rushed to the side of the pot to have a look, it seemed that there was no such thing as a pot of alkaline noodle soup for nothing... Well, alkaline noodles What is he overthinking.

The soup had turned a deep orange, and the saffron was tossed up and down in the soup. At the same time, there were white noodles. Cecil threw the grilled beef slices into the pot. In fact, he thought the best thing was braised Beef, whether it’s noodles or meat, but let’s not talk about soy sauce in this place, even beans, so don’t even think about braised.

It's really painful to say, other travelers can develop tofu, soy sauce, bean sprouts and other soy products from beans. A small bean can be transformed into various tricks. With soy sauce, you can make all kinds of braised dishes and pickles. Braised soy products are an excellent substitute for meat, and the heavy taste can easily arouse appetite.

As for Cecil, there is no shortage of meat, no vegetables, not even wild vegetables, and beans cannot be cultivated even if they have seeds, because of lack of water!

Noodles, roast beef slices, mushrooms, salt, and saffron were put into the pot one after another. Cecil always felt a little weird looking at the whole pot of orange-red beef noodle soup.

Saffron has never been eaten in modern Cecil. I have only seen and heard it when I was working in a pharmacy. I have never tried it.He leaned closer and smelled it, and it seemed that the fishy smell of meat was indeed much less. Slowly, an obvious fragrance of plants spread out, and he could discern a little sweetness when he smelled it carefully. The real umami fragrance that you are used to.

Cecil took a deep breath, turned around contentedly, and saw the bearded man and his friends standing solemnly, with one hand raised to the heart, staring at the pot with solemn eyes.

"What's wrong?" Cecil asked strangely.

"I didn't expect you to cook magic food for us!" The bearded man said seriously, "The price is definitely not cheap, please forgive me, if it is too expensive, we can't afford it!"

"No, it's not magic food..." Cecil tried to explain.

"It must be, please don't hide it!" The bearded man said loudly, "Look at the color and your movements, this must be the great magic of the Gay Knights, right? No, or the Holy Light? Is it some kind of sacrifice? ? Please forgive me, we are only in a remote country here, and we have never seen it before. Excuse me, how much does this cost?"

Cecil opened his mouth a few times, and finally said in a low voice amidst Luther's gesture of cutting his throat vigorously: "Five... no, ten... copper coins." Actually, he wanted to say fifty copper coins, but he considered The income of civilians in Ebo has dropped a lot.

A friend of the bearded man fainted instantly and fell straight into the bushes like a log.

Before Cecil had time to be shocked, the bearded man had already shouted: "Magic food for ten copper coins! Ten copper coins! Oh my god, Moosey! Only ten copper coins! Sir Knight, are you here for charity? God Hey, won't ten copper coins of magic food make you bankrupt?!"

"No...it won't." Cecil said dryly.

"Please let me taste it!" The fainted friend got up from the ground, and took out ten copper coins in a firm tone, "I have never tasted magic food in my life, please give me this chance!"

"This is not magic food..." Cecil wanted to defend himself, fearing that he would be accused of pretending to be magic, but no one paid any attention to him. Everyone including Langdon was very interested in this pot of orange soup.

Of course, the beef noodle soup cannot be eaten with hands. With Langdon's help, they prepared many bowls, all of which were made of hardwood. Even Cecil had to dig out the hardwood bowls with a dagger under the moonlight. Butter is needed, and the wrists are sore after sleeping. Of course, chopsticks must be prepared, although Luther has repeatedly stated that such a little heat is nothing at all.

Thirty copper coins were immediately available. The bearded man and two friends were each holding a bowl of beef saffron mushroom noodle soup—in fact, the bowl is not big enough for a grown man to hold with one hand—but the three of them did not raise any objections at all, He held the bowl with a pious attitude, and even chanted words before drinking, and he ate a bowl of noodles with a sacred taste.

Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

In the whole forest, except for the chirping of birds and insects, there was only the sound of eating noodles. The three big men ate so much that their faces were full of greasy food. After a while, the small bowl of noodles even ran out of soup, and the lips of the three were dyed red. It's as funny as makeup.However, their expressions were not like this. Not only did they not have any smiles, but there were faint tears.

"Is it delicious?" Cecil asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not. The important thing is that this is magic food!" A big man clenched his fist and shouted, "Thank you Moose!"

Cecil: "..."

What a fool, this cow, this saffron, this salt!