The rise of the cousin in the world of beasts

Minced lamb leg bones are thrown into the pot and boiled, and then a few red dates are added. This is the broth prepared by Lincoln for the hot pot.

His knife skills are very average, and the work of slicing meat can only be left to Blaise or Tabor, such as cucumbers, winter melons, potatoes, fungus, mushrooms, lettuce, bamboo shoots, kelp, etc. There are no high requirements for slicing. , he can handle it.Onion, ginger, garlic, chili, Chinese prickly ash, onion and other essential items have already been placed in convenient positions.

While looking at the soup in the pot, Lincoln was cutting various ingredients in his hands. He was looking forward to the hot pot so much that his saliva was almost drooling.

What he is going to cook today is mutton hot pot. On this rainy day with cold wind blowing from time to time, mutton hot pot is simply a must!It's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise eating hot pot and drinking small wine will definitely be a great enjoyment in life!

Not long after Lincoln prepared the required side dishes and seasonings, the family members came back.When they heard that Lincoln was going to eat a fresh food that had never been heard of in the evening in order to reward the winning team of the football match, the whole family was extremely happy and looking forward to it.

"Dad, is the football you mentioned really fun? When can you teach me?"

"Is hot pot something that burns a pot?"

"Why invite the winning team to eat? Dad, wouldn't it be better for us to eat ourselves?"

Adams surrounded Lincoln and kept asking him questions.Since he was able to talk, this lively and naughty son has never stopped, and he often annoys Lincoln so much that he wants to hit the wall.

Field, who always looked like a big brother, ran quickly from the living room into the kitchen, reached out and grabbed Adams' arm, and forcibly pulled him away from Lincoln's side.Lincoln turned around and gave his eldest son two thumbs up to express his great gratitude.

Adams, who was pulled away, wanted to break free, but when he saw Lincoln applauding Field, he quit immediately: "Dad! Do you dislike me?"

"Yes, go away quickly, Dad is busy!" Lincoln pointed out the steps of making hot pot, and said without looking back.

Adams was so depressed that Lincoln seldom regarded them as real juniors, so he didn't treat children like that when he spoke, but it was a feeling of peers, which was completely different from other parents.But it's strange, the three cubs just like his attitude, and they are very comfortable to get along with.

After dismissing the cubs, Bligh and Tabor followed Lincoln's instructions and started making hot pot.

Boil the oil over low heat, add pepper, pepper, onion, ginger, garlic and other appropriate seasonings, and stir-fry until fragrant.

Then pour in the boiled mutton bone broth, add enough salt, and add a lot of firewood to turn it into a big fire to bring the soup to a boil.

Lincoln used to eat hot pot with a strong taste, and it was only when it was spicy and numbing that it felt good enough.But he was worried that the orcs would not be used to it, and the strong taste would make them feel irritating, just like the ginger before, so he made it more 'light'.

After the hot pot soup was cooked, it was moved to a specially built stove, and the whole thing was taken out of the kitchen and placed directly on the table in the living room.

While they were busy, the eleven members of the green team who had won the football game in the afternoon had arrived and were chatting with Abraham, teasing the three kids by the way, and telling them how fun football is.Especially Clyde who was the first to successfully kick off the ball but kicked the ball into no man's land, was more excited than anyone else, dancing and talking happily.

Suddenly, they smelled an indescribable fragrance, which was obviously very spicy and pungent, but it also made people salivate unconsciously, and they couldn't help being attracted.

A stone pot with red peppers floating in it was brought out on the stove, and the mouth-watering smell emanated from it.

"So this is hot pot?"

"Oh, look, there is really a fire burning under the pot!"

"Keep the fire burning all the time? What's the point?"

Everyone was talking about the hot pot, but their eyes were still fixed on the pot, and they wanted to pick up the chopsticks and start immediately.

When more than ten plates of side dishes were delivered to the table, the doubts in the eyes of the group of people became more intense. This... What is this way of eating?Don't the dishes need to be boiled in the pot?Is it eaten raw?

It happened that Lincoln came out of the kitchen after finishing his work. Seeing that they were all standing but not taking their seats, he asked suspiciously, "Why don't you sit down? You can sit down and start eating."

The others looked at each other, and Abraham blinked his eyes and asked shamelessly, "Lincoln, how should we eat this hot pot?"

"It's very simple. You can cook whatever you like and put it into the pot. After it's cooked—eat it! Only the mutton slices are different. They need to be cooked in the pot with chopsticks. Don't throw them into the pot. Otherwise, it will definitely not be found, and it will be boiled in the end." Lincoln picked up a thin slice of mutton with chopsticks and demonstrated it to everyone.

Eating hot pot is the same as playing football. It’s easy to say, but you can only know how it feels when you experience it yourself.

Lincoln greeted everyone to sit down, and then held up a bowl to show them. At the bottom of the bowl, there were canola oil, garlic, peanuts and coriander powder, which were spices Lincoln made for himself.

He put the freshly cooked mutton slices into the bowl and stirred them for a while before putting them into his mouth. It was a little hot, but the spicy and delicious taste almost made him eat his tongue.

Lincoln immediately had no time to pay attention to the others. He picked up three slices of mutton with one chopstick and couldn't wait to put them into the pot to boil them.

At the same time, he also poured in a plate of winter melon, a plate of potatoes and a plate of bamboo shoots, all of which are his favorite vegetarian dishes.

Hot air rose from the stone pot, and the room was filled with mist, but it couldn't stop the bursts of appetizing aroma.Abraham and the others couldn't stand anymore, they all picked up their bowls and sat down at the table, imitating Lincoln's action and grabbing the mutton slices—the orcs definitely prefer meat dishes.

The thin, almost transparent mutton is picked up from the pot, and it smells spicy and fragrant, making people salivate.When you first take it, you can feel the hot and spicy taste, and it is very hot on the tongue, but the tenderness of the mutton melts as soon as you bite it, and it slides down the throat into the stomach.

"Wow, it's so spicy!"

"It's not too spicy, but I feel numb, and my tongue is almost numb."

"It's okay, but it's really fragrant!"

Everyone's taste is different, and the feeling in the mouth is also different. Only delicious food is absolute.

Immediately, no one spoke anymore, and everyone waved their arms, picked up the mutton and put it into the pot, eating with great joy.Vegetarian dishes were very popular among Bligh, Tabor and Lincoln. Later, the orcs gradually became interested in them. After tasting them, they felt that they were completely different from the usual boiled or fried dishes. They tasted different, so they picked them up one after another The vegetarian dishes in the pot come.

Everyone was blushing and sweating profusely after eating. Several orcs just played football in the afternoon to vent their energy. Now eating hot pot made their blood surge again. Without a word, they took off the animal skins on their upper bodies. Shirtless.

Lincoln was not as voracious as they were. After all, many condiments are not available here, such as oil, vinegar, monosodium glutamate, fermented soy beans, etc., which are still very different from what he used to eat on Earth, so he can still maintain his composure.

However, the vegetables in this world are all natural and pollution-free, and the taste is much better. The deliciousness is like several streets on the earth.

"Jiujiu!" Que'er flew into the hall from nowhere, stood on Lincoln's shoulder and rubbed his neck, then looked into his bowl with a greedy look.

Lincoln looked amused, and picked up a piece of mutton to tease it: "You don't want to eat it too, do you? This one is very spicy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Que'er stretched his neck to pick up the mutton in front of him, and ate it in three or two mouthfuls.

"I'll go, you really eat it! Isn't it spicy?" Lincoln stared at it with wide eyes.

Unexpectedly, Que'er continued to stare at his bowl, without blinking her dark eyes, fully showing the appearance of a foodie.

Lincoln really didn't know what to say. This is probably the first bird in history to eat mutton hot pot, right?

Resigned to his fate, he took out another bowl, scalded more than ten slices of mutton and put them in the bowl for Que'er to eat by himself.Que'er chirped a few times to express his thanks, then flew up to the table and poked his head into the bowl to eat the mutton.

Seeing Que'er's weird 'taste', everyone in the room was speechless. Maybe this is one of the manifestations that the sparrow is not a mortal thing?

It took almost two hours for this dinner to end, and everyone had endless aftertaste and unfinished expressions on their faces.

The eleven victorious orcs who were invited were all quite embarrassed.Lincoln taught them such a good game of football, and treated them to such delicious food, that they would be guilty of their own guilt if they didn't appreciate gratitude.

"Thank you, Messenger!" A group of elders thanked shyly.

Lincoln waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Whether it's football or hot pot, it was originally intended to be taught to all the tribesmen. Today is just for you to try something new. I told Uncle Zachary this afternoon and asked him to help spread the sport of football." Come on, there will be a big competition after the rainy season is over. If you guys want to thank me, you might as well do more and help Uncle Zachary do this."

Clyde, who was the most impatient, immediately patted his chest and said, "No problem, Mr. Messenger, don't worry, take care of us!"

The rest of the orcs all eagerly agreed, for fear that they would speak too slowly and be unable to express their determination.

Lincoln sent them out of the house, listening to everyone's thanks all the way, his mouth was almost dry when he replied.

Looking up at the night sky, the moon looming in the dark clouds in the distant sky seemed very lonely in the rain.

But Lincoln's heart is very peaceful. He can really feel the progress of the White Tiger people in all aspects. Whether it is the degree of acceptance of new things or the tasks assigned to them, he can do his best to do his best.

In Baihu City, everyone is working very hard and earnestly, learning new knowledge and striding forward.

For them, the new life has been very adaptable, and will become more and more creative.

Lincoln believes that what awaits the people of the White Tiger Clan must be a bright future!