[Prehistoric] Travel to the beast world to be a priest

The ingredients in the priest's cave are much richer than those in Shiyun.

In addition to the wild beasts that Yanliang often uses for barbecue these days, there are many animals he has never seen before.

There was even a pheasant among them, which surprised him a little.

The priest went into the kitchen with Yan Liang, even though Yan Liang was asked to cook, it was impossible for her not to help at all.

Seeing that Yanliang's eyes were fixed on the pheasant, the priest took down the chicken hanging on the wall.

"Shifeng grabbed this while chopping firewood yesterday. The father and son don't like to eat pheasant, and they don't think there is much meat. If you like it, you can roast it tonight."

Roast chicken... Yan Liang swallowed hopelessly.

In the past few days, all he ate was wild animal meat, which not only tasted bad, but also had no seasoning to remove the fishy smell, so the taste was really not that good.

But chicken is different!

The most tender chicken soup is to put nothing but salt, one sip will leave a fragrance on the lips and teeth.

As the classic line of a large food documentary said.

The priest knew from his expression that he wanted to eat it, smiled, put the whole chicken into the sink, and prepared to wear it on a branch and roast it for a while.

Speaking of sinks, Yan Liang felt that the kitchen at the priest's home was really convenient. Not only did they have a special sink for washing vegetables, but there were also four stone pots of different shades, and even a stack of bowls made of extremely smooth bamboo tubes. .

"It's a bit wasteful to roast the chicken. I think it's okay to make soup?" Yan Liang asked when the priest was about to wash the chicken.

Priests can do nothing.

Yan Liang chopped the chicken into small pieces with a stone knife, and peeled off the fat under the skin.

Perhaps it was due to the abundance of food in the forest. This chicken grew very fat, and a large bowl of light yellow chicken fat was peeled off.

Seeing Yanliang's skillful movements, the priest believed in what he said even more, and silently swallowed some of his thoughts, while looking forward to this dinner in his heart.

She has lived for so many years, and she has never seen any orc cook as meticulously as Yan Liang.

The oil would not be wasted, Yanliang fried them in a stone pot, and the aroma attracted Shihe in after a while.

"Yanliang, what are you doing? Why is it so fragrant? Brother Yun couldn't help swallowing."

Yan Liang raised his head, saw Shi He with a greedy face, and Shi Yun with a cold face behind him, and laughed.

"Chicken oil residue, fry it dry after a while, I'll take it out and sprinkle some salt for you to eat."

Shihe immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

Chicken oil residue is not as good as lard residue, and it tastes greasy. Yanliang can only eat a few at most, but Shihe eats more than half of it by himself while holding a bamboo tube.

Yan Liang was a little envious of the orc's iron stomach.

Roll the washed chicken pieces in hot water first, then take them out and fry them in an oil pan, so that the meat in the soup will be firmer after cooking.

After Shihe finished eating the greasy residue, he squatted in the kitchen and waited for his meal.

The priest was funny and angry: "Why didn't I know you were so greedy before?"

Shihe stuck out his tongue: "It's not because Yanliang's cooking is so delicious. If you have such cooking skills, mother, I will definitely help you in the kitchen on time every day."

This is true. The priest also tasted the chicken fat residue and had to admit that it was really delicious. Why didn't she think of doing this before?

The priest knocked on the head of the Shihe River: "It's a good idea, you will join me in the hunting team in the spring of next year, and it is almost time to find a partner. If this continues, we will see who is willing to marry you."

"I'm not yet twenty, what's the rush?" Shihe said nonchalantly.

"Cough..." A deliberate cough interrupted the conversation between the mother and son, and Shi Yun stood up: "Father should be back soon, I'll go out and have a look."

When Shiyun left, Shihe showed annoyance: "I forgot that Brother Yun was also there."

The priest sighed: "I don't blame you, it's just that your brother has heard too many similar things over the years, and I shouldn't mention it."

It stands to reason that Yanliang is an outsider and shouldn't interrupt at this time.

But he had already stewed the chicken pieces in the stone pot, and he had nothing to do on his hands, so he couldn't stand still, so he abruptly changed the subject: "The chicken soup has been stewed, now it's time to shell the barley."

Shihe immediately cleared up his mood, and went outside the kitchen with Yanliang.

However, the pile of barley that was just thrown around has been sorted out on the wooden shelf in the corner, and there is a bamboo tube on the table, which is full of barley grains.

Shihe glanced at the priest and felt even more sorry.

He had been guarding the kitchen just now, but he didn't expect Shi Yun to do so much work outside alone.

"This child, who looks cold and doesn't care about anything, is the most careful." The priest said distressedly.

Yan Liang picked up the bamboo tube and looked down at the barley inside, as if he could imagine what kind of mood Shi Yun was in, sitting here silently, peeling them out one by one.

"I'm going to steam barley rice."

In addition to chicken soup, Yanliang also made barbecue meat, and used the leftover barley flour to make fried fish for Shihe.

When the fried fish was ready, neither Shiyun nor the patriarch had come back. This time, Shihe firmly covered the pot.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "I'll wait for them to come back and eat together."

After the barley rice and chicken soup were cooked, the priest took out a bamboo tube, filled half of the barley rice, and covered it with a layer of grilled meat, a layer of chicken, and a few pieces of fried fish.

After packing it up, I handed it to Shihe: "Take it to Shiyue."

Shihe puffed up his cheeks: "I haven't eaten yet, you are so kind to Lion Moon."

But having said that, he took it immediately, even put an extra piece of fish on it, and muttered: "Shiyue also likes to eat this, most of the barley is picked by him..."

The priest smiled.

When Shihe left with the bamboo tube full of food, only the priest and Yanliang were left in the cave.

After cooking a meal together, the priest had a good impression of Yan Liang, so he sat him down and chatted with him without saying a word.

And the topic revolves around Shihe and Shiyun.

When talking about Shihe, the priest mentioned another person, that is, Shiyue.

It turned out that the reason why the priest asked Shihe to deliver the food was because Shiyue's parents died when he was very young and died of the beast tide.

This is also the first time Yanliang has heard of the beast tide.

The beast tide is the migration of countless wild beasts in groups, and there is no grass left in the land they pass. Back then, the giant lion tribe was still a small tribe, and Shiyue's father was one of the most powerful orcs in the tribe.

When the tribe encountered a wave of beasts, the patriarch took the young beastmen to block the entrance of the valley, otherwise the whole tribe might suffer.

Many orcs died that time, and Lion Moon's parents were among them.

Because Shiyue's parents sacrificed for the tribe, Shiyue's life in the giant lion tribe was not bad.

But after all, she lost her relatives at a young age. If the priests and patriarchs hadn't always taken care of her, she still doesn't know what Lion Moon would become.