Otherworldly recipes

Lin Huai's heart warmed when he saw Katlin eating happily.

"Is it tasty?"

Katrin bit the taro balls in her mouth, and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice. The soft and chewy texture of the taro balls made people hard to extricate themselves. This kind of taste is so special that you can eat it in a sweet milkshake. Something similar to a staple food, this pairing surprised the elves.

"This thing is called taro ball in my world. There are also pearls, taro paste, and popping pearls, which are all ingredients in drinks."

Katrin blinked. She found it interesting to hear these names. Of course, she couldn't know what it was like just by the name.

Lin Huaimeng smiled and said, "Wait until next time, I'll prepare some, and I'll give you a taste of each one."

Katrin blurted out a hello subconsciously, and she said hello so fast that the elf felt embarrassed. She turned her head and covered her mouth with her hands, and a tinge of red leaked from her pointed ears.

Lin Huaimeng was stunned for a moment. She looked at the normally serious elf, but now she was suddenly shy because of the joy of revealing her emotions.

There was a huge contrast between them, and a faint smile appeared on the shopkeeper's face.

"It's okay, it's okay, there's nothing to be ashamed of, I'm also very happy that you like what I make."

Katrin glanced at Lin Huaimeng quietly. Her ears were still red, but she let go of her hand covering her mouth. She raised her head unnaturally and faced the shop owner. Unfortunately, the blush on her cheeks still expressed the true mood of the shop owner.

Lin Huaimeng didn't continue to tease this shy elf. This chapter was considered as an end, and she was afraid that if she continued, she would be annoyed and take out the bow and arrow behind her back in the next moment, and burn everything with one.

The two were silent for a while, Katrin was eating, and Lin Huaimeng was washing vegetables.

When Katlin tasted the sour fruit, Lin Huaimeng's hands did not stop. The small restaurant would have a big dish every day. It might be braised pork on Monday, and mutton soup on Tuesday.

Today is Wednesday, it is the turn of mushroom chicken soup.

There is a coal stove in the kitchen, connected to a pipe that just leads to a chimney. In winter, this pipe can be used for heating, keeping the whole restaurant warm. There is a large straight stainless steel pot on the coal stove. It was chicken soup.

This chicken soup has been simmering on a low fire since the morning, and as soon as the lid is lifted, the aroma that hits the face wafts out of it.

The two old hens in the pot were stewed until the bones were soft and rotten. Yellow chicken oil floated on the soup surface, and the ginger and garlic in it settled at the bottom of the pot. The shiitake mushrooms are dried shiitake mushrooms. Lin Huaimeng always thinks that dried shiitake mushrooms are better than fresh shiitake mushrooms. The flavor is better.

Lin Huaimeng took out a small hot pot, and used a large spoon to scoop out the large pot of chicken soup. The clear chicken soup was filled with golden butter, and the shiitake mushrooms absorbed the soup and sank plumply to the bottom of the pot.

Half a spoonful of soy sauce and salt are placed in a small hot pot filled with chicken broth. The soup is mixed with soy sauce and turned into light brown. Slice green onions and cut potatoes and carrots into hobs.

Lin Huaimeng took out another piece of tenderloin from the refrigerator, sliced ​​it against the grain on the cutting board, sliced ​​it into thin slices, marinated it with cooking wine, soy sauce, onion, ginger and garlic, and used the temperature of his hands to give the tenderloin a comprehensive massage , until each piece is immersed in the sauce.

The reddish slices of meat were laid flat on a white porcelain plate. The meat was pieced together into a petal-like shape, with an empty space in the middle, and an egg was placed on it, with chopped green onions dotted on the yellow egg yolk.

Shrimp slip is a bag of finished products. Take out the Marisula cheese for pizza, put the shrimp slip in the palm of your hand, wrap a small piece of cheese, squeeze the tiger's mouth, and it will become a round shrimp slip.

Thin slices of cucumber are placed at the bottom. On each cucumber slice is a plump shrimp ball. The large piece of hairy belly is torn apart by hand and soaked in a porcelain bowl filled with ice water.

The vermicelli is soaked in advance, as long as you grab a handful, you can put it directly into the pot. The lettuce and cabbage are washed and broken into slices to make a simple platter with other vegetables.

The small hot pot has its own exclusive base. As long as it is plugged in, it can be heated by the pipe underneath. With the base, move the hot pot to the farthest table, plug in the switch, and press the heating button.

After a while, the chicken soup bubbled up and released a tempting aroma.

Muzi came out of the bathroom wiping her half-wet hair. She was dressed in Lin Huaimeng's clothes. Because she was stronger than the other party, the clothes on her arms were a little tight, and her exposed collarbone was as crooked as a centipede crawled over it. twisted scar.

"It smells so good, what's the bottom of the pot today?"

Lin Huaimeng came out of the kitchen with hot pot side dishes, and replied with a smile: "Do you want a saucer for the bottom of the pot of soy sauce chicken soup?"

The side dishes are very rich, and the table is full.

"If you want, I don't have any taboos. I can have onion, ginger, garlic, and coriander."

"Okay~ Then wait for me."

Muzi couldn't wait to sit on the chair, the fragrance in the pot was in full bloom, she could smell her saliva and drooling greedily, took the chopsticks from Lin Huaimeng, and directly picked a piece of chicken in the pot and put it in the mouth. The meat was steaming, and the consequence of being impatient was that Muzi's tongue was numb the first moment he ate it.

"Huh...huh, it's so hot."

Lin Huaimeng said amusedly, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

"Haha, I'm really hungry, do you have food?"

"Is it time to serve dinner?"

Muzi nodded quickly, "I haven't eaten warm rice for a long time, really, seeing these dishes now, tears are about to flow down my face."

After Muzi finished speaking, she was the first to laugh. Her voice was hearty and she laughed loudly. After she calmed down, she felt her eyes swell. These vegetables can no longer be easily obtained in her own world. Having a hot meal with her family has become a kind of extravagant hope.

Five years ago, a devastating disaster happened, befalling Muzi's world.

The original weather abnormality was just an early warning, followed by heavy rain in the south, earthquakes and mudslides in the mountains, many humans were forced to evacuate, the national flag was lowered halfway, and the whole country mourned, but at this moment no one expected what would happen next.

People who died in natural disasters did not get eternal rest, but were resurrected overnight.

We call them zombies.

Zombies do not have human reason, but possess the extremely ferocious ability of predation and infection. Zombies are born one after another. Like absurd novels, the world has ushered in the end of the world.

The mutation of plants and animals, the siege of zombies, human beings fell from the top predators to the bottom of the valley, the living people suffered unspeakably, and the zombies wandering outside the city are all close relatives of a certain person, and now they can't even find the source of food , Zombies are evolving at a rapid rate, and even bosses will be produced in the zombie group.

Humans have a group of people who have evolved abilities in the last days. In Muzi's world, they are called supernatural beings, and they are also called saviors.

There are many kinds of abilities, but the only thing that can prove it is that ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens in the last days have a much harder life than people with abilities.

People with supernatural powers go on missions and use their lives to obtain precious resources in the last days. They may be for others, or for themselves. No matter what the reason is, people with supernatural powers have become the reliance of human beings in the last days.

The mission of Muzi's trip this time is very simple, just to support a base, but when he arrives at the destination, the base has already fallen, and all the supernatural beings who were originally in the base were all killed. They were brought into this place, I am afraid it is also a conspiracy, Muzi's ability is to open the portal, she can fall into the enemy's trap and survive, relying on this special ability.

However, the distance, number of people and times of opening the portal are limited. Muzi can only open the portal once in 24 hours.

The location of the gate is unknown, which means that there is a certain chance that the companion will be sent to another location surrounded by zombies, and the maximum number of people can accommodate 6 people.

The first time Muzi teleported six times, but Muzi didn't leave, because if she left, she would no longer be able to locate the portal to this place.

That day was very painful. In order for the rest of the people to leave alive, everyone must protect Muzi who has the ability to teleport. Muzi survived because of many people. It was a cruel scene that cannot be described in words. All fell into a kind of despair.

More and more companions died, one by one fell in a pool of blood, and then lost their minds and became a member of the zombies.

Muzi is everyone's hope, but she who hopes herself feels very human pain. Her pain stems from the shortcomings of her own ability and from everyone's expectations of her.

The dead are always Muzi's fault. When the sun rises again, the second teleportation door opens, and the only ones passing through this door are himself and another teammate.

Eighteen people, only eight people left, if there is no first teleportation, the ending may be even more tragic.

Numerous times Muzi wanted to give up the matter of being alive. The end of the world makes people despair, and makes the living suffer forever, isolated and helpless. Muzi has an older sister who needs to be taken care of, and she cannot die.

When Muzi couldn't breathe under all the pressure, she would come to this small restaurant to enjoy the peace and happiness that could never be touched in another world.

The crystal-clear rice is full of rice in the bowl, so much that it pops out. Use a spoon to scoop a spoonful of chicken soup and pour it on the hot rice. The golden chicken oil wraps the white rice grains. Blowing hot air, use chopsticks to scratch In the mouth, it is so hot that the mouth needs to be opened to dissipate heat.

What I feel in my heart is a pleasant sense of happiness, a feeling that the sense of happiness is about to burst my heart.

Fragrant and rich soup, silky chicken, shiitake mushrooms that soak up the soup, and potatoes cooked in the pot until they can be pierced with chopsticks.

These are mixed together, and the hot chicken soup is attached to it in one bite, making the whole person feel warm and comfortable after eating.

"Ah...it's really delicious..."

Lin Huaimeng brought a can of iced Coke and a bowl of oil in the other hand.

The ingredients of the oil dish are very simple, onion and garlic, coriander, sesame oil, oyster sauce, sesame paste, soy sauce, and finally add a few chopped Thai pepper rings.

This oil dish is Lin Huaimeng's favorite product.