Prehistoric husband and wife salted fish turn over

Back in his tent, Buku started to get busy making today's dinner.Today's dinner is not enough, so I can only eat what I have.An impulse rose in Sun Zhixin's heart, and he didn't know whether it would be accepted by others, so he restrained it cautiously.

Soon the dinner was ready, and the four of them sat on the ground to share the food.Today's food intake is obviously insufficient. Except for Sun Zhixin, the food intake of the other three people is astonishingly large, even Buku is no exception.After eating the cooked food, Naru rubbed his belly, picked up Buku and planned to have a daily father-son conversation.He is an adult and can control his hunger, but Buku can't. When he was held by Naru, he kept staring at the pot, as if the pot was just a treasure box that could conjure food again.Ogg was also unhappy, obviously not full enough, but he didn't complain at all, and continued to sharpen his stone spear, with a firm and resolute look on his face.

Sun Zhixin looked at the three father and son, his heart softened for no reason, and he decided to give it a try.He originally tried again tomorrow when Naru went hunting, but now everyone, including himself, was not full, so he could only advance the plan.Like Naru and Ogg, they will consume a lot of physical strength to hunt tomorrow, how can they not eat enough?

Sighing, Sun Zhixin stood up and put the clay pot on the fire again.

Naru was startled, and stopped teasing Buku.Ogg stopped to sharpen his gun, and looked over for no reason.

"Bidaraca Asu, what are you going to do?"

"Cook." Without turning his head, Sun Zhixin poured a little water into the earthenware pot and put salt like black mud into it.

Buku asked blankly: "Can you cook?"

I go!It seems that cooking is a very high skill, Sun Zhixin curled his lips.Just kidding, as a new human being who has lived independently for many years and is also an outdoor sports enthusiast, it would be hell if he can't cook and take care of himself.

After a while, the water boiled, and Sun Zhixin poured out the salt water, removed the black sediment at the bottom of the clay pot, and poured the salt water back into the pot again.

"But, we have no food." Buku said again.

"Yes." Sun Zhixin said, putting the stuffed blood sausage into the pot to cook.Blood sausage is actually a very famous dish. The blood and viscera of slaughtered animals are minced and boiled together with casings, or dried and boiled. The flavors are different.Compared with the two processing methods, the fresh and fragrant meat is fresh and thick, and the air-dried one is mellow and chewy with the air-dried processed food, both of which are delicious.When cooking blood sausage, add onion, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, add a small amount of spices such as star anise and tangerine peel, and pair it with shochu, which is really a unique delicacy.Now, there is no onion, ginger, garlic, or shochu. The only thing Sun Zhixin can do is to refine the sand and salt to get rid of the strange smell.

Including Naru, the three of them were watching Sun Zhixin busy there. Aoge had a strange light in his eyes. He felt that Sun Zhixin's movements were very skilled. .Naru, on the other hand, kept staring at Sun Zhixin's back when he started to move. His eyes were focused for a while, and then drifted away, as if looking through Sun Zhixin's back, with a shallow smile of satisfaction on his face.

Buku jumped off Naru's lap and hugged Sun Zhixin tightly.He had never seen anything in the pot before, and asked curiously, "Is it really edible? Is that what you asked your father to make just now?"

Sun Zhixin understood half of what he heard, guessed everything, reached out to touch Buku's small head, and said, "It's edible." Sun Zhixin had never been close to Buku before, but children are sensitive, and when Sun Zhixin's palm touched his head, he Then he understood the meaning of Sun Zhixin's intimacy, raised his face and grinned at Sun Zhixin, put his small body on Sun Zhixin's lap and looked at the pot with greedy eyes.

Aoge no longer sharpened his stone gun, and leaned on the wooden stake that supported the tent to watch Sun Zhixin work.Naru didn't look at it either, his eyes followed Sun Zhixin all the time, and his eyes became more and more hot.Although he didn't know exactly what Sun Zhixin was doing, he knew that he was cooking for their father and son.His Bidaracha Asu, finally willing to do it for him.

After cooking for about ten minutes, the blood sausage was cooked, with a fishy aroma coming out.

After hearing the news, Sun Zhi frowned subconsciously, he didn't like the smell very much.But Buku began to drool, and said happily: "It seems to be really edible, it's so delicious!"

A group of savages ate rough food, and they were used to the fishy smell, but Sun Zhixin couldn't.He stood up and took the grass stalks from the tent, on which were hung the mushrooms he picked in the afternoon.At that time, I took Buku for a walk in the woods by the river alone. Although Buku prevented Sun Zhixin from going deep because of his insecurity, Sun Zhixin found out that there are abundant mushroom resources in the forest only in the edge area.This is a good thing. Outdoor sports enthusiasts like to use it to make soup when camping. At the same time, they can correctly identify which ones are poisonous and which ones are not.The ones Sun Zhixin picked are all plump white mushrooms, the kind whose scientific name is Agaricus bisporus.

At that time, Buku only thought that Sun Zhixin was picking for fun, and followed him to pick with a smile.It's just that the child picked the bright and beautiful ones, most of which were identified by Sun Zhixin and thrown away.

Right now, Sun Zhixin is tearing open the mushrooms and putting them into the pot.

"Toxic." Naru said, stopping Sun Zhixin's movements.

Sun Zhixin heard this word for the first time, and vaguely guessed what Nalu meant.It seems that someone in the tribe was poisoned by eating poisonous mushrooms by mistake, so this thing is considered inedible.

After thinking for a while, Sun Zhixin picked up a poisonous mushroom that was left because it was so beautiful, and said, "This one is poisonous." Then he raised the Agaricus bisporus in his hand: "This one, it's not...not...poisonous. Eat... You can eat."

Aoge glanced at Sun Zhixin, stretched his nose and sniffed the air, and put his eyes back into the pot. It really smells delicious. Do you believe him?Naru was also dubious, but suddenly remembered that the person in front of him was a person who fell from the world, Bidaraca Asu, and he was relieved.Only Buku was simple-minded, and Sun Zhixin believed it completely when he said it was edible.

After a while, the aroma of the mushrooms was cooked, and the tent was suddenly fragrant.Buku's saliva was drooling even more, and he kept shouting: "It's delicious, it's delicious, I want to eat it!"

Sun Zhixin smiled: "Wait a little longer."

While blowing air on his fingers, he fished out the cooked and hardened blood sausage.He took out another stone, uh, the one used to cut Naru last night, cut the blood sausage into pieces, put it back into the clay pot and boiled it with salt.This is the last step, to allow the aroma of the mushrooms to fully blend with the blood sausage.

Naru saw Sun Zhixin's methodical, vaguely skillful and aesthetic movements, and felt a little more convinced.If it weren't for knowing and doing it often, he wouldn't be able to exude such confidence and make such movements.It seems that something that smells so delicious is really edible.

After cooking for a while, the mushrooms have been stewed slightly rotten, and the combination of fresh and meaty aromas woven into a strange fragrance that Nalu, father and son had never smelled before.The stomachs of the father and son began to groan at the same time. Ogg had already let go of his reserve, and moved over to sit by the clay pot and wait.

When it was finally cooked, Sun Zhixin served the blood sausage and mushroom chowder in a terrible stone bowl. He said in habitual Chinese: "Taste it." He immediately switched to tribal language and said: "Eat."

Naru opened Buku's impatient hand, and asked again: "No poison?"

Sun Zhixin smiled, knowing that they should not be in a hurry to accept new things they didn't understand, so he took a few mouthfuls first, didn't speak, just nodded.To be honest, eating the crudely cooked food every day tortured him badly. Now that he eats the food cooked by himself, although the taste is not ideal, it is already acceptable.The three of them don't eat, they eat by themselves!Torturing oneself is not Sun Zhixin's life principle.

Seeing that Sun Zhixin had already started eating, Buku grabbed a bowl, took a bite and shouted happily: "Ah! It's delicious!"

Naru and Ogg looked at each other, and each took a bowl to eat.

After only one mouthful, the father and son couldn't help but their eyes lit up, and they immediately ate and drank like they didn't even care about the heat.

Sun Zhixin's craftsmanship is indeed not covered. Although the lack of condiments cannot completely suppress the fishy smell, mushrooms are not only food, but also a very good condiment. In addition, the salt has been refined once, which effectively removes a large amount of fish. Partly due to the strange smell of other impurities, the taste of the cooked mushroom blood sausage chowder is naturally very different from the food they have eaten before.Just imagine, when did the two of them eat food made with modern refined cooking techniques?I just feel like eating something in my mouth, the blood sausage is thick and delicious, the mushrooms are rotten and surprisingly delicious, and it doesn't have the bitter and sour taste of the original boiled meat in salt water, it is the ultimate beauty!

I was not full at all, but I ate this delicious taste that I had never tasted before. Of course, I ate very happily.

The eating movements of the father and son were extremely rude, and Sun Zhixin felt warm when he saw the three of them burying their heads in their mouths and making strange noises.Their actions are affirmation and praise of his craftsmanship.Who doesn't like to be affirmed and praised by others for their labor?Of course I am very happy.Moreover, Sun Zhixin lived alone for a long time, and most of the time he ate alone.At this time, there were three rude father and son chewing beside him, which gave him the feeling that he hadn't seen it for a long time, it was lively and novel, and suddenly he felt that it was nice to have someone to eat with him.Well, for the first time, it seems that it is not bad to wear here, and it feels like there are three more families suddenly.

When I was happy, I also imitated the rudeness of those three people.The four of them quickly cleaned up the entire pot of blood sausage and mushroom chowder, and even the remaining soup at the bottom of the pot was shared and drank by Ogg and Buku.

"Ah... so full. And it's so delicious!" Buku was very full, and his whole body was lazy, leaning on Naru's body, feeling that his stomach could not hold it anymore, but he still had an unfinished feeling in his mind.Aoge was also full, and silently glanced at Sun Zhixin, not looking at him with contempt for the first time.Nalu, however, looked at Sun Zhixin with watery eyes, making Sun Zhixin restless, wondering if this guy was feeling lustful again.He did have a good time yesterday, but he still rejects being ridden by a man psychologically.

"I'm going to...wash...wash the pot." Sun Zhixin wanted to slip away.After staying for more than [-] days, he had already discovered that the people here did not have the habit of washing their daily utensils after meals. He could not do this, so he just took the opportunity to get out of the way so as not to be oppressed.

Buku got up and shouted: "I'll go with you. Ah! I don't know if there are any intestines? I'll pick them up!"