I have become a god with hot pot

This was the first time they heard the priestess speak, and Guo Guo was surprised to find that she was not speaking Guru, but the language Guo Guo used when talking to Jiang Si.

Sure enough, to be a priest is always more versatile, but her accent is a bit blunt, far less clear than Jiang Si's words.

Even Jiang Si was very surprised, but this is a good thing for Guo Guo, without the intermediate translation link, his communication with the priest will become smoother.

The charcoal fire continued to heat up, and the soup in the pot was like shimmering snowflakes in the sun, showing the color of deep-sea pearls. The pearly white soup was rolling slowly and gracefully, like a mass of flowing snow.

The ups and downs of the solid object in the crystal clear white also shone with a clear and bright warm luster.

Guo Guo said politely: "This is a hot pot, a medicated tofu pot specially prepared for you today."

Under the situation inside and outside the door before, Jiang Si inevitably felt nervous, but when he saw Guo Guo standing beside the hot pot and smiling slightly, the heaviness in his heart suddenly disappeared.

It's not just Jiang Si's illusion. When he saw Guo Guo standing in front of the hot pot, the aura around Guo Guo changed. Dazzling.

In fact, Guo Guo's gentle and non-aggressive appearance does not fully conform to the aesthetic direction of this simple nation, but both the priestess and the girl standing next to him have to admit that standing here with a person like Guo Guo will make the whole room shudder. light up.

He will not make people feel threatened, but will only make people around him feel extra relaxed, and they can't help feeling a sense of intimacy.

The priestess felt a little relieved. She looked at the food in the pot with great interest, obviously not understanding this kind of food: "...hot pot?"

After rolling in the house for a while, the delicate and elegant fragrance from the pot wafted out, like a gust of warm wind in early spring, blowing the sweet fragrance of flowers into the dark yurt, and even the dull and hot sickness inside was suppressed. A burst of refreshing fragrance dissipated.

The priest was attracted by the unimaginable fragrance that would appear in the yurt, and couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling the warm fragrance being sucked into her lungs, even the body that used to cough continuously at the slightest disturbance, was miraculously moved at this moment. appeased.

There was a strange light in the eyes of the priestess, obviously much more energetic than when Guo Guo first came in, even the girl serving her next to her noticed her different state now, showing a surprised look.

Guo Guo skillfully picked up the soup ladle, scooped up a piece of tofu with the soup in the steaming pot, turned the soup ladle around the side of the pot, and skillfully poured the soup into a small bowl. The whole process went smoothly without touching the tofu Broken, the soup bowl was filled just right, and no drop of soup leaked out.

Holding the tray, the girl brought the soup bowl to the priest. Observing it at such a close distance, they found that the tofu in the bowl was very beautiful. After the soup was absorbed, the white and soft tofu surface was almost like the blue waves of the sea under the sun. A tiny sparkle of light that flickers with every breath.

Not to mention the priestess, even Jiang Si was shocked.

Is this still the dark dish brought out from the kitchen just now?Why do you look so beautiful?

Just before dawn, he was busy looking for bowls and pots for Guo Guo to burn charcoal, so he never saw the pearly white soup in this pot with his own eyes.

Guo Guo introduced: "This is tofu, which is a soy product made mainly from soybeans. Last night, we ground soybeans into soy milk, and then refined the finished product through soy milk. The taste of tofu and soybeans is great. It’s not the same, you can try it while the temperature is just right.”

Human beings have the instinct to control their appearance, not to mention people, even the same rules are applied to food. When people see beautiful food and attractive colors, people are more willing to believe that it is delicious subconsciously, and they have preconceived preferences. The impression can also add a lot of points to its real taste.

The priest was supported to sit on the bed, and held a small table in front of her. She lowered her head slightly, sniffed the fragrant soup with beautiful pearly luster, and asked: It's...cough cough, is this what you said, the pulp made from soybeans?...No, there is a bit of sweetness and bitterness in the fragrance, it can't be the fragrance of beans."

"As you said, this is not soy milk. If you use soy milk to make tofu, and only rely on the taste of soybeans to make this hot pot, it will be too boring and the taste will be too monotonous."

Guo Guo gently stirred the pot with a spoon to let the soup inside be heated evenly, "This is almond soup. I went to the mountain to pick fresh and fragrant wild apricots. After peeling off the shells, I took out the almonds and ground the almonds into After powdering, it is boiled in a small pot."

This method of processing almonds is unheard of. People in the village naturally know how to collect almonds for consumption, but they are limited to picking them and eating them. Who has studied such a meticulous processing method?

Unexpectedly, the familiar brown almonds can also turn into a beautiful pearly white, appearing in front of them in such an unexpected and soft form.

"Is this soup made of almonds?" The priest's eyes became even more curious. She didn't start immediately after taking the spoon, but gently pressed the tofu floating in the soup with the back of the spoon.

The freshly made tofu is not only smooth, but also tough. With the pressure from the back of the spoon, it seems to be slightly crushed, but when the spoon is removed, the surface of the tofu bounces back to its original shape. Appearance, trembling slightly in the steaming soup.

The priestess opened her eyes slightly in surprise, "How did the soybeans become like this? How did you do it?"

After hearing this question, Jiang Si showed a bit of embarrassment on his face.

When making tofu, he was still helping in the kitchen, so he watched Guo Guo make it with his own eyes.

Guo Guoguan asked him for a bowl of... gypsum, then stirred it with water, and poured it into the pot of soybean milk.

Jiang Si, who was surprised by the sweet taste of soy milk in the air a second ago, was stunned the next second.

He has never heard that gypsum is edible in his life... Or is Guo Guo just adding unscrupulous ingredients into the food for the sake of the finished product to look good?

Jiang Si couldn't help but think again of what he saw outside the yurt just before he came in.

Nearly a hundred people in the village gathered outside this yurt. If they knew that Guo Guo added these things that people had never heard of being edible to the diet of their beloved priests... I am afraid that no one would remember The healing effect of this pot, but directly copy the guy to fight in, right?

At that time, don't say that Guo Guo can't escape, even if he knows and doesn't report as an accomplice, he might not be able to escape.

Thinking of this, Jiang Si stood a little forward, shook his head invisibly to Guo Guo, and motioned him not to tell the truth.

In this situation where there are too many uncertain factors, it is better to conceal something. If what Guo Guo made really works, it is not too late to confess.

Guo Guo was noncommittal, the eyes of the priestess had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two, Guo Guo hardly hesitated, and simply explained the production method, "It is to grind the beans into a pulp, stew them in a pot and then skim them off. After the froth, put in a bowl of plastered water."

Inside the yurt, it was too quiet.

The people standing outside stretched their necks and waited for the final result, but saw that the people inside remained silent for a long time.

Such silence is extraordinarily impetuous.

The villagers on the outskirts shouted, "Chief, don't dawdle! Let's go in and catch that man, and burn him directly!"

The chief frowned deeply, and he looked up at the sky. Although the sun in the sky hadn't fully reached the position it was yesterday, there was not much left before the agreed time limit.

Guo Guo wandered around outside all day yesterday, but he couldn't get anything out. He expected him to miraculously make something that could cure his wife's illness overnight... To be honest, unless it was a miracle, he wouldn't even be able to do it himself. believe.

Should he keep his promise and wait for the time before carrying out the punishment, or should he listen to the advice and concerns of his people, go in now and arrest the person whose disaster he predicted with his own mouth, and wash away his sins with fire?

"Let that calamity be alone with the priest, and the priest's illness will get worse! Chief, don't hesitate, let me rush in and kill him now!"

The words that came out of nowhere in the crowd received a loud response from the crowd, and the chief's heart skipped a beat, and he raised his head suddenly.

At some point, someone silently stood on the other side of the yurt. He was wearing thin clothes but he was not shivered by the cold wind. The uproar that was close at hand didn't stop the movements of his hands for a moment.

Perhaps it was because everyone's attention in front of the yurt was focused on the closed curtain door, so no one noticed after the twins had just played with the knife and wood.

Calamity man?

Hearing this word, the blond man had a nostalgic smile on his face. He seemed very happy to hear such an ominous word.If it weren't for so many people around him a few steps away, he would almost whistle for joy.

With a knife in his hand, humming a little tune silently in his heart, he whittled the wood in his hand into a small arrow sharp enough to pierce human flesh, and put it by his hand.

In the yurt, after Guo Guo said "gypsum water", it fell into silence.

The priestess even thought that she had misunderstood it, so she specially asked Jiang Si to translate it. Jiang Si said the "plaster" anxiously. After a long time, the girl in the yurt realized that she was furious, "You actually let our priest My lord eats such a dirty thing! And what you say can cure your illness is really a lie, right?"

The noisy voices of the villagers outside the door became more and more loud, and the shouts of "burn him to death" could be clearly heard in the yurt. The girl rushed to the curtain door in an instant, and said loudly: "I'll call someone in now, and take this Take out the shameless calamity man and kill him!"

"Wait." The priest stopped the girl's movements, and she looked at Guo Guo, scrutinizing his expression carefully.

Guo Guo's eyes were as gentle and tolerant as the ocean. It seemed that he was not really offended by the girl's accusation.He knew that what he did was too unimaginable, so he understood and tolerated all doubts.

Even at this time, he still encouraged the priestess to take a bite with his sincere smile.

Such a calm and calm place made the priestess have a strong curiosity about Guo Guo for a moment.

After a violent cough, she slowly asked: "I admit that the 'hot pot' you made looks beautiful, and maybe it tastes good too. But what I want to know most before eating is why you Do you think that using something like plaster can cure my disease?"