There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Yu Nianbing, who kindly wanted to help, was stopped by Song Shiyue in a panic and stopped outside the fence. She couldn't even return to the proper camp for a while, which really made her a little dumbfounded.

but……

Compared with the person who could only lie in the tent a few days ago and had no reaction except breathing, Song Shiyue, who was so anxious that his nose was sweating and even said and gestured to stop people, was much more lively.

Not to mention not letting myself intervene in cooking, even if I let myself not eat tonight, it doesn't matter.

If Song Shiyue wanted to cook, he could do it, he could do whatever he wanted, Yu Nianbing retracted the foot that was stepping into the fence without any discomfort, and then looked at Song Shiyue inside with a smile Take a breath.

However, from Nian Bing's point of view, Song Shiyue's behavior was only taken care of by everyone because of continuous coma, and when she woke up, she wanted to do something for everyone, and she didn't know the tenderness of Song Shiyue towards her hidden here.I have to say, this is a bit regrettable.

But it doesn't matter, some tenderness is like long love like water, if this drop is leaked, there will always be another handful.

The destined fate is not missed, and it is a different taste to see all the insights when looking back.

There is no seasoning, and even the salted rabbit can only be roughly processed with salt. Fortunately, Song Shiyue was used to rough cooking in the last days, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with such rough cooking.

Besides, ordinary rabbit meat is much better than the hard, rough and strange-smelling meat of the last days.

The two rabbits were chopped into small pieces, blanched in water, rinsed again, put into a pot and stewed.

With the hot water from before, I also blanched five rabbit heads and a pot of internal organs that had been cleaned and cut into small pieces, and put them in the pot for later use.

The other basin was used to collect rabbit blood before. Before the blood was collected, some salt was sprinkled in it. Now that the rabbit blood has cooled down, there is already a shallow layer of blood clots in the basin.

Change to a new pot of hot water, pull the blood clots into larger pieces and boil them for a while, then take them out, and it will be firm and elastic rabbit blood tofu.

Then it's time to start roasting the rabbit.

Before Song Shiyue started making rabbits, he took firewood and divided a fire into three.

Seeing that Ning Chuyang, who was in charge of collecting firewood these days, was trembling, he had already gone to the nearby forest to restock.Of course, Yu Nianbing, who was "driven" out of the camp by Song Shiyue, went together.

Fortunately, although the camp was surrounded by a small fence, there was still some open space between the three tents, and the three fire pits were crowded together, and they were still at a safe distance from the surrounding combustibles.

The rabbit broth stewed on one fire has been gurgling for a while, and now the blanching pot on the second fire has been brought down, and the three rabbits that were cut slightly before and wiped twice with salt water It's time for the rabbit to show up.

The three rabbits were not put on directly, but were sandwiched between two slender wooden strips, turned over and over on the fire, roasted until slightly yellow, and then put into the third small fire in turn. Put it on the iron pan with a slightly flat bottom, wait for the small fire to force out some oil and water from the rabbit, and then it is passed through the sharpened and clean wooden branches, and it is officially fired.

I can only say that I am grateful for the tree house this time. It is estimated that the iron pot used for the stewed beef in the first camp before is not easy to get up and stuffed into the tree house. There are three or four pots of different shapes here.One of the pottery ones had been smashed on the day of the obsidian storm, but there were still three metal ones that were still usable.

Although there is still a thumb-sized bottle of oil in Yu Nianbing's backpack, but can it be saved?

The hare doesn't have much oil, but don't waste it, it's a pleasure to force it out to explode.

Three roasted rabbits that had been forced to grease were inserted in the ground, and the distance from the fire was the distance of Song Shiyue's experience.

A flat-bottomed iron pot, a shallow layer of hot oil, boiled in water, and the fresh rabbit offal and rabbit head are put into the pot with a splash, and the strong aroma of fried meat instantly overwhelms the previous stew pot The rabbit soup in it has been stewed for a while.

Stir-frying, the aroma is always strong in an instant, but when the soup is ready, the long-lasting aroma is compared with the strong stir-frying, and it is not certain who wins or loses.

But at this time, the oil fried rabbit miscellaneous in the camp is the most delicious.

After frying, the rabbit offal shrinks a little, add a few bowls of water, and stew for a while. When the rabbit offal is almost the same as the head of the rabbit, put the rabbit blood tofu in, add salt and pepper, and it is a simple dish. Another delicious rabbit pot.

Time is always spared to endow the ingredients with rich and beautiful taste, and the hard work and dedication in cooking will always get more unexpected rewards than other aspects.

Two pots of tumbling rabbit meat and rabbit miscellaneous, the aroma is intertwined and gradually thickens, and the three rabbits beside the fire are crackling and dropping oil stars, and they have baked the most beautiful golden color...

So, it's time for Starnet viewers to pray for the development of technology to share taste buds live.

"Barbecue, see you again, why do I get so greedy every time I see Sister Song's barbecue!"

"I think Sister Song should live alone in Wilderness Star, get up to hunt every day, get dozens of rabbits or a boar to roast and cook, then eat and sleep, and then it's a new day!"

"It's a beautiful day, but wait, I'm making an objection on behalf of Little Moon Cake, how can it be a person! Little ice cubes must have a name!"

"I'm really drooling, I envy Song Shiyue's teammates every day!"

"Hahaha, yes, envy! My mouth is watering from the moment I cut the meat, the meat is still raw at that time!"

"Cutting meat and breaking bones is as elegant and smooth as writing poems and paintings. Whoever looks at it is greedy. If that butcher shop recruits Song Shiyue, it will sell a thousand pigs a day!"

"??? Hahaha, what did I do wrong, Sister Song, to chop up a thousand pigs a day!"

"For those who have never eaten rabbit, I just want to ask everyone, is there any delicious rabbit shop to recommend? There are rabbit meat soup, rabbit miscellaneous pot and roast rabbit full set!"

"Drip, the little advertising ocean you called will come to the scene in ten seconds!"

"Hahaha, I'm afraid that one tenth of the people watching this live broadcast today want to eat rabbits."

"No, no, I think it will reach at least one-fifth when they start eating!"

"Why are you so conservative, you have the ability to vote, friends who don't want to eat rabbits, please Q1!"

"2!"

"22222!"

"Hahaha, 2 to the Nth power!"

……

The smell of food, the smell of meat, the wandering seems to stop temporarily, leaving only the comfort and beauty of the moment.

Feng Qianqian leaned against the side of the tent, looked at the man who was in charge of the three stalls by the fire, and sighed a long time.

What he sighed was the gloomy and turbid air of those days before.

And what is inhaled is the fragrance and vitality brought by that person...

very nice.

The 52 rabbits that Song Shiyue brought back cleaned up the atmosphere of the entire camp, and Feng Qianqian began to feel that it was actually quite good for him to die without a successful hunger strike a few days ago.

Can live, who doesn't want to live?

But in her heart, Feng Qianqian was still sorry, she was always a burden, and it was impossible to get a miracle like Song Shiyue.

However, it is good to have a hunger strike without success, but good things are always to come.

Although Feng Qianqian was leaning against the entrance of the tent, she was still a little away from the fire. There were pots and barbecues over there, which made it a bit noisy.

Obviously it was just a soft sigh, but Song Shiyue seemed to hear it, and looked straight up, making Feng Qianqian a little helpless.

But it's just at a loss.

Feng Qianqian felt that her presence in the camp was... quite embarrassing.I always feel that those three people stayed here because of Song Shiyue, whether it was friendship or gratitude, it had nothing to do with her.She was taken care of, just by the way of humanitarianism...Although Ning Chuyang has been working hard to reassure Feng Qianqian, but...it's not a matter of being afraid of being abandoned, it's really that she doesn't know how to repay their kindness.

Now that Song Shiyue is fine, I don't know who they are... and I don't know Song Shiyue's attitude... Feng Qianqian doesn't think they seem to give up on him, so he doesn't know how to repay... I said rabbit skin before The thing... also wants to do something...

In short, Feng Qianqian's heart is very confused, and there are many speculations.

People, once there are fewer things to do, there will be more things to think about.

Feng Qianqian is especially concerned about Song Shiyue now, and she feels a little flustered at being called out at such a glance.

"Yeah, rabbit skin..." Song Shiyue patted his forehead, turned around and rummaged through the pots of things he carried out from the bathroom earlier, "Oh, it's here, little wooden flower, right? Ha, it will be fine in a while."

"No..." Feng Qianqian wanted to say that she didn't mean to rush Song Shiyue, Song Shiyue was so busy that she could do it later.It's just that Song Shiyue's hands and feet were too fast. As soon as he spoke, the small wood chips under his hands were scraped up, and the small wood flowers on a big leaf that was pulled over quickly began to pile up.

Feng Qianqian's side can't be seen clearly from a little distance, but the viewers on the star network got a close-up. The little wooden flowers are all in shape, thin and small curls, which are clearly cut by stone knives. But it is more regular and beautiful than the ones planed out with a plane. It is really cute and comfortable to look at.Thinking that these small wooden flowers will be rubbed with rabbit skins soon, many viewers can't help feeling a little regretful.

It's just that Song Shiyue was peeling the wooden flower, and when she looked up at the fire of the roasted rabbit, she inadvertently cast a glance at Feng Qianqian who was not far away, and saw that the girl was still looking at her in a daze, The wood-cutting flower's hand, which hadn't stopped even watching the roasted rabbit, paused.

Such a look...

Song Shiyue lowered her eyes.

Song Shiyue had seen many such eyes in the last days.

Behind the strong "I'm okay" is the deep helplessness and hesitation, as long as you pay attention, you won't miss it.

The environment in the last days is really too harsh. Zombies, mutated animals and plants, and things that kill people are everywhere... Song Shiyue, a simple power-type ability user who can't keep up with those five-element abilities in the later stage, can keep himself alive Already hard.When encountering such eyes, what can be done is quite limited.

But now, after all, it's different.

It's within reach, and it's really... great.

"By the way, I've seen the wheelchair model you made before. It's amazing. But we have a lot of things now, only two rabbit cages, and I want to bring some tents. Let's make a cart first. You can hold such things. After this meal is over, we will make it." Song Shiyue raised her eyes, her tone was relaxed, but she looked at Feng Qianqian very seriously and said.

Building a cart was one of the things Song Shiyue planned to do before.It's just that it requires more strength than beating a rabbit to make it, so it's more convenient to make it up before doing it.Isn't sharpening a knife a mistake for woodcutters...

I just wanted to say something in advance, but when Song Shiyue looked at Feng Qianqian's eyes that suddenly brightened, she felt better.

everything will be fine.

Song Shiyue did not say this sentence clearly.

But there are some things, everything is silent.

Feng Qianqian felt it, and was holding the newly arrived firewood to pile it up by the fence. Yu Nianbing and Ning Chuyang, who had just heard Song Shiyue's words, also felt it.

Ning Chuyang, who paid close attention to Feng Qianqian's emotional development every day to prevent this person from being overwhelmed, was even more happy because of Feng Qianqian's happiness at this time.

But Yu Nianbing's mood was a little complicated.

Song Shiyue, if you say he's ignorant, he's good at coaxing people by looking at their situation.It can be said that she is sensible, how could she not be aware of those eyes that hinted at her to restrain her, and reminded her of this and that?

Humph, hate it!