The Medicinal Chef of the Beast World

Whether Wen Qing's cooking plan is successful or not is another matter. It's hard for a smart woman to cook without rice. In the absence of vegetable oil, there is really a shortage of everything.

And the planting in his space was officially put on the agenda. After eating again in the evening, Wen Qing endured it and asked Kuro how to take a bath.

Although the air in this world is very clean, it has been three or four days without a bath, and Wen Qing can't take it anymore.

"Bath?" Crow blinked after hearing this and said, "Usually bathe in the stream, but Xiao Wenqing just got sick, how should I wash?" Crow said a little worried.

"Well, is there a pot as big as a stone pot here, I think my house is almost dry, so I can boil some hot water and wash it myself," Wen Qing explained.

There must be no pots as big as a human being. Wen Qing thought about changing back to a beast shape, so a pot that big should be enough.

"You said the stone basin for the newborn little orc?" Ku Luo looked at Wen Qing with anticipation, "Do you need Em to wash it for you? It must be inconvenient for little Wen Qing."

"No need," Wen Qing quickly refused, "I'll do it myself."

Although I really long for the warmth of the family, but this absolutely does not include the matter of helping to take a bath, which is really too shameful.

Crow was a little disappointed, but he still helped Wen Qing find the stone basin, asked Roger to help move it into the house built for Wen Qing, lit a fire, and then burned hot water. A piece of animal skin installed the curtain of animal skin in this room.

"Is it true that you don't need Eminem's help?" Kuro asked again unwillingly when he finally walked out of the room.

"No need, thank you, Em." Wen Qing poured hot water into the basin, then mixed it with cold water to adjust to a suitable temperature, took off his clothes, and turned into a beast the moment he stepped into the basin.

The originally small basin suddenly became as huge as a bathtub, but because the bottom of the basin was shallow, Wen Qing could soak in it without worrying about choking on the water.

The little panda is enjoying the comfort of the bathtub. Although I don't know if animals don't like to get their fur wet, Wen Qing thinks it's very comfortable to take a hot bath.

Rubbing her back against the stone wall, rubbing her stomach with her little paws, Wen Qing stepped out when she was a little dizzy after washing herself.

The room was dyed with a fire pit, even after coming out of the hot water, it didn't feel cold. Putting on a new animal fur coat, Wen Qing felt refreshed as she wiped her hair.

It's really good to have your own independent space, at least take a shower.

Another point is that the problem that Jomi encountered also exists, that is, the couple of Clow and Roger also need some time to spend alone at night.

There are no other flammable things in the room. Father Roger said that you can leave a fire in the room to smoke, so that the room will dry faster.

So after Wen Qing poured out the water, he returned to Ku Luo's room.

The table in the house was dyed with oil lamps. Roger turned into a beast and held Crow in his arms. He seemed to be getting along with each other intimately. When he saw Wen Qing, Crow stood up with blushing cheeks and pulled Wen Qing, " Let's go, little Wenqing and Eminem went to bed."

"Where's father?" Wen Qing looked at Roger who was lying on the animal skin, and said hesitantly.

"Father, watch the night for us," Crow held Wen Qing's hand like coaxing a child, "so that no wild beast will take little Wen Qing away at night."

Wen Qing "..." Eh Mu, he really doubts that he is only three years old when you are like this.

However, according to the habits of the orcs, such a taboo is necessary.

It seems that I really have to find a way to make my house dry faster, Wen Qing thought, and then fell into sleep after the lights were turned off.

Entering the space as usual at night, the originally planted rice has already produced ears. According to the book, the growth period of rice is about six months, so the rice will be ready to mature around dawn tonight.

As soon as the yellow and white kitten saw Wen Qing, it approached Wen Qing affectionately, climbed onto Wen Qing's body, and firmly occupied the position above his shoulders.

Wen Qing paused for a moment before standing up, and after not seeing him for a day, the little guy felt a little heavier again.

Wen Qing rubbed the kitten's head, then stroked its deflated belly, and began to worry.

It would be nice to have a house for him in the space, but now the small fish fry have grown into big fish and are wandering wantonly in the lake, as if mocking the owner for not being able to catch them, and then make fish soup drink.

"Meow~" The kitten licked|on Wen Qing's cheek, and the little hungry purr sounded in Wen Qing's ears.

It would be great if the fish could run to his hands by itself, Wen Qing thought silently looking at the big fish wagging its head and tail in the lake.

At the moment when this idea just appeared, Wen Qing felt the wet|moist sticky|greasy in the palm of her hand, and let go of her hand under conditioned reflex.

Looking down, he could only see the big fish flicking its tail and spitting bubbles on the ground.

This world is sometimes so illusory. Before Wen Qing tried to see if he could catch another fish, the kitten that was obediently rubbing against him on his shoulder swooped, and before Wen Qing could stop him, he had already climbed into the big fish. His body is about to bite.

Fortunately, Wen Qing had quick eyes and quick hands, he grabbed the little guy with one hand, and saved the big fish struggling on the verge of life and death with the other.

"Meow~meow~meow~"

The kitten meowed so pitifully that Wen Qing's heart softened.

And the big fish patted its tail again, as if it was proud of its master's life-saving help.

Wen Qing touched the kitten's head and said, "Little guy, it's fine to eat raw fish once. If you eat such a big raw fish, you will get sick. Let's eat it after it's ready, good boy."

Big fish wagging its head and tail:  …

Wen Qing picked up the big fish and walked towards the house. He remembered that there was a kitchen in the wooden house, and it happened that his bracelet also contained seasoning. Put it down a little, and make a pot of fish soup for the little guy.

Firewood was ignited in the stove, Wen Qing skillfully set up a pot to boil water, and then took a kitchen knife to kill the fish and chop vegetables. Soon, a pot of milky white fish soup was ready, Wen Qing filled the fish soup, put the bowl In the cold water, he gave the bowl to the kitten who was looking at him eagerly.

The cat's tongue is afraid of being hot, so it is better to eat it at a lower temperature.

The way the little guy gobbled it up really whetted people's appetite, but Wen Qing didn't say he was going to scoop up a bowl to taste it. It would be bad if he got angry if the little guy mistakenly thought he had stolen his food.

Wen Qing waited for the little guy to finish the bowl of fish, then patted his belly and went out again.

In the beast world, it is difficult to collect all the food to make the dishes you want. Wen Qing thinks that since there is space, the most important thing is to plant all the things that can be grown.

Potatoes, peppers, sweet potatoes, cabbage, yams, etc., Wen Qing found a way to plant them one by one, and then planted them according to the above method.

A hundred catties of potatoes can be exchanged for a potato shredder, which seems to be really useless. Wen Qing can cut potatoes of even thickness with a kitchen knife, but let's plant them.

A hundred catties of peppers can be exchanged for a pepper dryer, which is good for drying quickly, but such a light pepper, I really don’t know how much it takes to be enough for a hundred catties.

Potato Digger?Wen Qing was only satisfied when he saw the rewards from sweet potatoes. It was really difficult for him to plan sweet potatoes all over the floor. If he could use it to plan sweet potatoes, he should also be able to dig potatoes. Not bad.

Wen Qing looked at this, and turned to the page of Chinese cabbage with some expectation, and then saw the cabbage stuffing machine, okay, it's about the same as the potato one.

As for the yam page, the yam digging machine OTZ, Wen Qing could only comfort herself that digging with a machine would be good, but if she digged by hand, she would be exhausted.

As for the ginger, it is mainly cut.

At the end, Wen Qing found ginseng.

People in modern times know that the older the ginseng, the better its medicinal properties, and Wen Qing also knows this very clearly.

Wen Qing knew that the ginseng that existed in the beastman's world had high medicinal properties, but even Yundan had to travel so far to collect it, which to some extent also showed that growth was extremely rare.

But what if the growth period of ginseng was shortened by a hundred times.

That means that ginseng that has been planted for one year can get the effect of a century-old ginseng, and if it is planted for ten years, it may be the essence of a thousand-year-old ginseng.

Well, although Wen Qing has never seen ginseng essence, she is looking forward to everything.

Wen Qing carved out a place on this piece of land, soaked the ginseng seeds to accelerate germination, and planted them solemnly.

Under the blessing of a hundred times the space, the stems and leaves of ginseng grew out quickly, shaking slightly in the wind, fluttering with the wind.

But the real growth of ginseng is actually its roots, so don't rush.

Wen Qing just looked at it as if there were no other symptoms of discomfort, and then forced herself to look away.

After being busy for so long, the tassels of the rice are approaching maturity. Wen Qing sat by the lake and waited quietly until it was completely mature, then tore off the tassels one by one, and then Rub out the new seeds and soak them again.

Time is running fast, and when Wen Qing wakes up again, so many seedlings have not been planted yet.

After another busy night, Wen Qing felt that her day could really be divided into two halves.

Although the body is not tired and the spirit is not exhausted, Wen Qing, who did not get the sleep she should have, still misses the temperature of the bed.

"Little Wenqing, little Wenqing, I'm here to play with you—"

The voice came from afar, and Wen Qing buried her face, and immediately knew that it was Qiao Mi Xiaohuang, who seemed to be always full of energy.

He just wants to get out of bed a little bit OTZ