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Qi Su watched a big fluffy roll to his feet, lying on his side, staring at him with shining golden eyes, licking his mouth to look at him.

what?Touch porcelain?

"This way." Guohuo rubbed the rolling and coquettish tiger, and beckoned Qi Su to sit down at the place closest to the fire.

When Qi Su moved, several tigers moved towards him, enclosing him layer upon layer.

Suddenly a large fluff force came, Qi Su was flattered, "Am I already so popular now?"

Guohuo is quite familiar with this state of tigers, "I should be hungry after eating the meat you cooked."

Qi Su couldn't laugh or cry, this is a bunch of foodies.

While Qi Su was touching the tiger's head one by one, a black tiger next to the pot scratched his paw, and said in a rather aggressive tone, "You are no longer the most popular person in the clan."

Guohuo remembered what Qi Su taught him in the afternoon, to make delicious salt, so he didn't listen to Heihuo's words at all.

He put down the purslane, found a few pieces of salt ore, smashed them into powder and melted them in the water, imitating Qi Su's operation to filter out the sand and gravel.

What Qi Su taught was that you can get fine white and pure salt by drying the water, but now the sun has already set, where to dry it?

The pot fire scratched my ears and cheeks for a while, and suddenly clapped my hands. There is no way to dry it, but it can be dried!He cleverly moved the stone bowl to the fire to speed up the evaporation of the water.

Qi Su saw that Guohuo Sunyan Daye was doing well, and he didn't find any problems after checking it, so he tossed his potatoes.

I saw Qi Su digging and digging in the straw basket, and pulled out a few purple lumps. The black tiger felt that these things looked familiar and dangerous.

It struggles to recall and recall,

Finally, there is it!

It has a serious look, it is poisonous!This is a poisonous plant!Guohuo said that the throat will burn after eating!

The black tiger immediately let out a roar that represented danger, "Throw it away! This is poisonous!"

The big tigers were all curiously staring at this kind of lump that they had never seen before, but when they heard that it was poisonous, they all rolled away.

Squeezed and squeezed, as fast as you want.

Losing Fuzzy's favor in an instant, Qi Su couldn't help but click his tongue, this group of Fuzzy is so realistic, sooner or later they will overturn.

Qi Su motioned to the black tiger, "I've eaten it, it's not poisonous, if you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Qi Su dug a charcoal nest beside the fire, wiped the mud off the surface of the potatoes with hay, and buried them in it.

He estimated his food intake, and three would be enough, but in order to prevent this pile of food from being so fluffy, he buried five or six more.

There are many ways to eat potatoes, frying, steaming, frying, etc., but what Qi Su misses the most is the pure roasted potatoes that don’t put anything in.

He dare not say that the other dishes are delicious, but the baked potatoes are absolutely top-notch. After all, they used to be one of the few snacks in the countryside.

Guohuo looked at it for a while with a learning attitude, but he didn't understand what Qi Su was doing.

Bury the poison in the fire?why is that?Burn it and it will be non-toxic?

Qi Su didn't know what kind of strange thoughts were in the mind of this smart tiger man, so while the potatoes were roasting, he looked at the three stone pots next to him.

Probably because the soup ladle was too big and the tigers didn't have the patience to scoop it up little by little. In the depression in the middle of the three stone pots, there was still a bowl of broth that hadn't been filled, and there were many tiny shreds of meat floating in it.

Qi Su put the soup from the two pots into a large stone bowl, found a few stone pier to put on the fire, put the stone bowl on it to heat up, let the pot fire wash the purslane and threw it into it.

He particularly emphasized the need to wash cleanly, to wash off all the mud, and the action of pulling out the purslane and stuffing it into the mouth is really a test for the eyes.

In order to be able to eat super delicious meat, the pot fire is very obedient, not only the purslane, but he even rubs his hands clean, so as not to get mud on it, which will affect the effect of this grass.

Qi Su filled another bowl of soup with a normal-sized stone bowl, and heated the soup in the same way.

This bowl of soup belonged to him. Wouldn't it be nice to eat delicious baked potatoes and drink hot broth when thirsty.

The stone bowl heats up slowly, and when the soup is hot, Qi Su's baked potatoes are almost ready.

Pulling a wooden stick in the charcoal fire, a potato that was baked black and covered with charcoal rolled out.

With a ten thousandth hope, the black tiger who glanced this way let out an instant groan, and Mao's face was filled with real disgust.

"Such an ugly lump, I definitely won't eat it!"

The pot fire that was sitting close to him smelled a faint aroma, and he couldn't help but glance at the black tiger, "Dahei, remember what you said."

Of course Qi Su heard what the black tiger said, but he didn't explain, does appearance matter?Delicious is important.

Everything in the prehistoric primitive was relatively big, a single potato was as big as three or four fists of Qi Su.

Qi Su blew on the hot air above, and then pushed hard, and with a cracking sound, the charred shell on the outside of the potato was broken.

At the same time, an extremely aggressive fragrance exploded.

Just how attractive this fragrance is, we can see from the situation of several tigers lying on their stomachs, the tigers who were almost asleep were awakened by the fragrance.

With the mentality of demonstrating to the tigers that potatoes are not poisonous, Qi Su took a bite of the pointed end, and then began to chew.

The original flavor of baked potatoes seems to be better than the modern ones. It is soft and soft after one bite, mixed with the aroma of the burnt skin, and the baked potatoes are soft and waxy, full of the taste of childhood.

After attending a boarding high school, Qi Su hadn't eaten baked potatoes for many years, and today's bite was extraordinarily sweet and full of nostalgia.

The Tianhu beast clan had one meal a day, and the tigers had already eaten a full meal of meat, but smelling this unprecedented fragrance, they suddenly felt a little hungry.

Especially Dahei, who said at the beginning that he would definitely not eat it, has begun to regret it.

Watching Qi Su take one bite at a time, half a potato was wiped out in a blink of an eye, the hearts of the tiger's paws seemed to be burnt, it hurt so much!

After eating half a potato, his mouth felt a little dry, so Qi Su took another sip of the soup with a big wooden spoon. After simmering for so long, the whole soup was already very rich.

At this time, he noticed that the big stone bowl next to him was already bubbling, and he immediately signaled the pot to fire with his elbow.

"It's ready to eat." Green vegetables generally don't need to be cooked for too long, they can be eaten after a while.

"Oh, ouch!"

The pot fire almost made his eyes stick to the potatoes, and it was only after Qi Su said that he came back to his senses that he had to eat grass, he had to eat grass first, and he could only eat that delicious lump if his mouth was not poisonous.

Although I repeated it several times in my heart, there are delicious potatoes over there, and looking at my bowl of green grass, I still feel like crying.

Looking left and right at the pot fire, the smell of potatoes is all in the nose, and it is impossible to claw at the pot of green grass.

Qi Su drank a few sips of soup, took another bite of potatoes, and suddenly became interested in the purslane in the pot.

When he was still in college, he cooked chrysanthemum chrysanthemum in a tomato hot pot. It tasted quite good. I don’t know if purslane boiled in broth would be so delicious.

As soon as he said it, he put down the potatoes, used a bone knife to peel off two branches as chopsticks, and picked up a small cluster from the pot and fire bowl.

The taste is relatively crisp, slippery, and a little sour. Of course, the taste is not as good as Chrysanthemum chrysanthemum, which is known as the emperor's dish, but it is not bad with the blessing of rich broth.

Seeing that Qi Su picked up a few sticks, and then picked up a few more, chewing slowly, as if tasting, the pot fire couldn't help staring at the big stone bowl,

Qi Su eats it all, does this grass actually taste good?

But this is grass, isn't it?No matter, let's try it again, Guohuo grabbed a handful of green grass and put it in his mouth.

Well.

This taste!

The green grass absorbs the umami and richness of the broth, making it slippery and a little bit crunchy when bitten down. Take a sip, and a pinch of green vegetables enters the stomach instantly.

He licked his mouth, pondered for a while, and stared at the remaining big pot, his eyes glowing.

Delicious! Such a big pot belongs to him!

Qi Su ate a few, saw the fire in the pot and quickly opened it, thinking that after all it was cooked for him, so he didn't move his chopsticks again.

"Ow~~~"

Qi Su was about to eat his remaining half of a potato, when suddenly, the chubby Erbai yelled from a distance.

The little chubby pier ran fast with his short legs,

Climb over the ears of a big tiger, pass through the legs of another big tiger, and finally fall down from the belly of big black soft and shiny fur.

After crossing mountains and ridges, after experiencing thousands of mountains and rivers, Erbai finally slammed and fell on his back in front of Qi Su.

"Wow~" Erbai's little milk yelled sweetly, and then all four paws came together, hugging the remaining half of the potato tightly.

With eyes that big, with a golden luster staring at you with longing, and a cute furry face, can you say no?

Anyway, Qi Su couldn't refuse,

He pinched Erbai's round ears, helped him break off the burnt shell on the outside of the potato, and then handed it to him, watching him eat with his little tail flicking.

Hey, by the way, besides Erbai, there are three other cubs, they must have never eaten this kind of baked potatoes, maybe they will also like it?

"Pot fire, where are the other cubs?"

"Ah?" Guohuo answered absent-mindedly, seeing Erbai licking, biting and eating the potatoes happily, he couldn't help drooling.

Qi Su was puzzled, why did he feel that the voice of the pot fire was responding to him, and his heart had already flown to the potato?

After asking again, Guohuo finally realized, "Oh! It's in the cave. The cubs are usually in the cave, and it's too dangerous outside."

So that's the case, Qi Su nodded, he pulled four potatoes out of the charcoal pile,

After thinking about it, I stuffed two more. It's not good to eat too much at night, half of each cub is enough, and I can drink some broth, so I can be full no matter what.

"I'm going to feed the cubs."

Qi Su put the two potatoes beside the stone bowl, and when he picked them up to leave, he couldn't help emphasizing again, "Potatoes are really not poisonous, only sprouted ones are poisonous."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Guohuo nodded his head like pounding garlic, staring at the bulging charcoal fire piles without blinking, and then looked at the tigers around him, they all had similar expressions.

Qi Su had a vague premonition that these tigers were going to dig potatoes.

On second thought, probably not, even if other tigers' paws were itchy, the pot fire would stop them.

The pot fire looks so calm, it must not be a tiger eating potatoes.