The Medicinal Chef of the Beast World

"Fish buns are actually very simple to make. As long as you can remove the fishbone, everything else is nothing." Wen Qing took the stone basin that Bessie brought over, and looked seriously at the two staring round eyes. The listener said, "The first step is to make a face-to-face meeting."

Wen Qing took out the flour made from wheat from her bracelet and said, "This is flour, it's made from grown wheat, put some in a basin, and then mix most of it together while adding water, like so."

Wen Qing demonstrates the correct way to make face-to-face. People who really know how to make face-to-face can generally do three points after reconciling: face light, basin light, and hand light.

Not a little bit wasted.

"Hey, what is wheat?" Qiao Mi asked, looking at Wen Qing's white hands that were stained in the basin.

"Hmm..." Wen Qing thought about it, and finally gave the answer, "It's an edible crop, but most of it is ground into flour to make various pasta."

"Oh, but where can we get it?" asked Jomi again.

"Yundan found this, and I have some stock here," Wen Qing said the answer he had prepared in advance, "But Yundan and I plan to let this crop be planted in the Mir tribe, and wait until it is harvested." I will also teach you how to grind it into flour, what do you think?"

"Planting?"

"Yes, it is to flatten a part of the land for sowing, and you can get a lot when it is harvested."

"Huh? Then we can have a lot of these buns to make delicious buns," Qiao Mi said with great aftertaste. "Well, planting, we must plant."

"It's not in a hurry," Wen Qing kneaded the dough in his hand and said, "You should learn how to do it with me first."

"Little Wen Qing is soft, like mud!" Qiao Mi poked the dough Wen Qing kneaded and came to such a conclusion.

Wen Qing "..." Then I didn't see you eating mud either.

Wen Qing just taught, poured flour for the two of them, and put a clean water channel next to it, "Add as much water as you like, I just showed you a demonstration, now you have to do it yourself."

"Okay." Jomi and Bessie seemed very interested. They each added water to their own basins in Wen Qing's manner, and then stretched their hands in.

There is a saying in the history of kneading noodles in China: If there is too much water, add noodles, and if there are too many noodles, add water.

But Wen Qing felt that Qiao Mi implemented this sentence very well. First, the water he poured could cook noodle soup before Wen Qing finished speaking. No, the noodles are still in full bloom.

On the contrary, Bessie looked shy, but Wen Qing had been listening and watching when she was making it just now. Although the kneaded dough seemed a little softer, and the hands and basin were not so clean, it was kneaded into dough anyway. .

For someone who is kneading dough for the first time, it is already doing quite well.

"Little Wenqing..." Qiao Mi wiped the flour on her cheeks with her hands, and the flour stuck to it, looking like a cat with a painted face.

After kneading for such a long time, it has not yet been kneaded, which is enough to make Qiao Mi's interest turn to tiredness.

"Why don't you learn a special dish, the kind that doesn't need to be kneaded?" Wen Qing asked tentatively.

"Okay..." Qiao Mi rubbed his sore wrist and said, "I won't be tired after learning."

"Okay, okay, go and wash your hands." Wen Qing took the pot from Qiao Mi and kneaded it by himself. By the way, he added a piece of the leftover dough that was used to ferment last night, and then put the huge pot of dough into it. After kneading, even he himself softened.

"If you steam steamed buns or steamed buns, you must pay attention to fermentation," Wen Qing pointed to the three balls of noodles and said, "Because I didn't find yeast powder here, so I put honey to ferment it yesterday, but, I just mixed it with yesterday's flour. Yeast will also naturally exist in the remaining dough, so remember to leave a fist-sized piece for the next time the dough is mixed in after the dough is finished, so that the buns made will be fragrant and soft .”

"Yeah, I remember," Bessie nodded obediently, like a student listening to the teacher's lecture seriously.

"Of course, you don't need it if you're making noodles." Wen Qing put her original piece and Bessie's together first and said, "Wait a minute, I'll explain to you the difference between noodles and steamed buns."

"Okay," Bessie obediently followed Wen Qing to study, her serious face had long since lost the shyness at the beginning, and Qiao Mi was listening to a lot of things Wen Qing said that she couldn't understand After doing things, he simply rested his chin and watched Wen Qing and Bessie busy there in boredom, and his head started to bob after being roasted by the fire for a while.

Making steamed stuffed buns is not so easy to make. When Wen Qing learned from the grandmother in the town, it was a really busy day.

Fortunately, when the big pot of noodles was left to ferment first, they could use the two small pieces of noodles to settle their lunch first.

When they finished their lunch, they asked Bessie's father to help them catch a few big fish, and at the same time started kneading the fermented noodles.

"Xiao Wenqing—how many more times do we have to knead?" Qiao Mi couldn't stand holding the dough he was holding, kneading the dough over and over again, it felt like there was no end.

"Okay, this is the last time," Wen Qing comforted him and said, "Now you know that cooking is not so easy."

"Understood," Qiao Mi nodded in agreement.

After kneading the dough, it is the easiest step to adjust the stuffing. Bessie does have her own views on eating and cooking fish. Take off | the scales of the fish, and then remove the fishbone perfectly.

On the other hand, Qiao Mi was so scared that Bessie could kill a fish and hide behind Wen Qing.

Wen Qing also understands, with Qiao Mi's temper, is she really cowardly, stern and soft-hearted?Kind of close.

Bessie, on the other hand, was very shy, but she was unequivocal when it came to killing fish.

After the fish meat was perfectly picked out and minced, and then a few sections of green onions were minced and mixed with some seasonings to make the stuffing, Wen Qing took the small round rolling pin made by his father to teach Bessie how to roll the dough.

Then how to pack the stuffing without leaking, but can make perfect folds.

"Look, that's it," Wen Qing said as he placed the round bun in his hand on the stone slab sprinkled with flour.

"Little Wenqing, it looks so small," Qiao Mi looked left and right and came to this conclusion.

"Don't worry, when it steams, it will become as big as Qiao Mi you ate this morning," Wen Qing smiled and tapped his nose, only to see the white and unkind smile on the nose out.

"Little Wenqing! You, you, you actually bullied me!" Qiao Mi's eyes widened, and the bun in his hand, which couldn't be wrapped well no matter what, was broken into pieces in an instant.

Jomi QAQ

Wen Qing, "Pfft... hey, don't be angry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, this is very normal, it's like this for the first time." Wen Qing comforted quickly.

Then Bessie put the beautiful little bun she had just wrapped on the slate.

Wen Qing "..."

Jomi "..."

Seriously, Baozi Baozi didn't hear the two of them, Bessie "???"

........

"Okay, the last step is steaming," Wen Qing put the round|rolling wooden sticks neatly on the poured pot and said, "I haven't found a cage yet, so I will use this method instead for the time being. It must be dense, the leather on top must be breathable, and after the pot is covered, it must be sealed with leather to prevent the heat from escaping."

Wen Qing explained the method to them carefully, and then put the steamed buns on the top one by one, "Remember, there must be a distance in the middle, otherwise they will stick together after steaming, and then you can start the fire." , Jomi help me increase the fire."

"Okay," Qiao Mi added firewood to the fire pit, and then quietly watched the flames swallowing the bottom of the pot.

When the heat steamed up, Wen Qing looked at the steaming hot air beside the pot and said, "When you see this, it means that the water in the pot has already boiled. At this time, you can turn off the fire after another four to ten minutes. "

"Little Wen Qing, how long is four ten minutes?" Bessie sat next to Wen Qing with her chin in her hands and looked at the pot and asked.

"Eh... well," Wen Qing was a little distressed, should he still make a sundial to count the time? "Why don't I show you this time, so how about a little time delay?"

"it is good."

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, in the hearts of people who are often used to it, there is such a rough number, but well, there is no way to tell others about this feeling.

Fortunately, Wen Qing would often borrow steamed buns from her grandma's house in modern times, so she still has a concept about this time.

After 10 minutes, after covering the fire for a while and waiting for the fire in the fire pit to go out, Wen Qing lifted the lid of the pot at dusk, and the steaming heat spread in the air along with the flour and the faint fragrance of fish. You can swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"How about a taste?" Wen Qing picked up a chubby round bun and handed it to Bessie.

Bessie carefully held the round bun with the animal skin, and then took a small bite to open the skin of the bun. With just one bite, the whole aroma of the stuffing invaded the mouth. It was a little hot, but it was delicious, but I couldn't wait to eat it. Take another bite.

"It's delicious, little Wenqing," said Bessie, holding the buns and squinting her round eyes, "I can make them for Renault at that time, and he will definitely like them. I, I never knew that fish meat can be made Such a delicious thing... Well, little Wen Qing, can I buy some of that white powder from you?"

"Of course." Wen Qing took out a bag of the wheat flour that he had ground at that time, collected ten bone coins in total, and said goodbye to Qiao Mi and left.

"It's not good to eat while walking." Wen Qing looked at the snack food next to him and sighed when walking with Qiao Mi. "I really don't know how you can fit so many things in such a small stomach."

"But it's delicious," Qiao Mi held the buns in his hands and couldn't stop talking, even when he was so hot that he couldn't stop breathing, "Little Wen Qing, you taught Bessie how to make this is so delicious, when will you teach me again?" One, I also want to make it for Renault..."

"Hey, Lei Nuo, even if you go to the Festival of the Beasts, there are still little females who are thinking about you," a slightly lazy and unscrupulous voice sounded, Wen Qing turned her eyes and saw the girl walking out of the nearby woods. There were two tall orcs.

The same tall and mighty, muscular and powerful look, but one looks cold, and the other looks a little sloppy, and those words are obviously spit out from the mouth of that sloppy beast.

"Little Wen Qing, it's Lei Nuo and the others who are back," Qiao Mi didn't bother to eat, and hugged Wen Qing's arm so happily that he seemed a little excited.

"I see," Wen Qing patted his arm reassuringly.

"Hey? Mir has a new little female," the idle orc sniffled when he saw Wen Qing. "Hey, I'm not an adult yet, it's a pity..."

What a pity your sister!Wen Qing muttered to herself.