Zhu Yuanyuan upheld the spirit of a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and did not take this incident to heart. She was only thinking about what to eat to apologize to the master and bring down the fire on others.
Although it was a valid reason, it was wrong to run away without Master's consent.
After pondering over it, she decided to make a new dish for dinner, honey-glazed barbecued pork.
Even though Da Wu has a cold face all day long and looks like he is not to be trifled with, internally he is a fool who loves sweets. Whether it is sweet fruits or honey, they are always available at home.
Use honey to make a delicious copycat version of barbecued pork. Master will definitely like it.
So after sending Bai Shi back and telling him that he would bring dinner, Zhu Yuanyuan ran back to his house to get meat and honey.
To apologize, you must be sincere, and you cannot use Master's things. But marinating meat takes some time, so if you don't want to delay at home, you can only go to Master's place to do it. .
Zhu Yuanyuan came in with a bamboo tube of honey and a large piece of pork belly, which confused the dark-faced Hu Yin.
"Did you go to that boy's house in Baishi to move food?" Hu Yin asked suspiciously, "I remember that all the meat he got these days was sent directly here, and there is still some at home. Isn't it smelly?"
On a hot day, the meat would have rotted and smelled if left out for three days.
"No," Zhu Yuanyuan said with a smile, "I brought this from my house. I want to cook my new dish for Master."
Hu Yin suddenly said, "You know you were wrong? It's a good attitude to admit your mistake, but I haven't seen you change it. There are new dishes. You have to think more about treating diseases and saving people."
The stinky girl just likes to eat, and she will use various excuses to avoid being asked to do business. All the cubs under the age of five in the orphan cave are bossed around by her.
Zhu Yuanyuan blinked her eyes and nodded obediently, "Then I won't do it. I'll go and think about the medicinal ingredients when I have time."
Turn around and leave again.
"Wait a minute," Hu Yin frowned, "Where are you going?"
"Send the meat home," Zhu Yuanyuan said very sensibly, "Master won't cook it if you don't like it, so as not to waste the meat."
Hu Yin was so angry that his liver ached, "Put it down! I've brought it all, there's no need to take it back. Don't be lazy, go to work first, and show me your new dish later."
Honey tastes good when brushed on barbecued meat, but it's too irritating and I don't dare to eat too much. If the new dish is delicious but not irritating, I'll make it more often in the future.
There is no shortage of honey for the great witches.
"Okay," Zhu Yuanyuan agreed simply, "but I have to send a copy to Brother Baishi for dinner, okay?"
"Here, give, give, remember to get some meat from him," Hu Yin muttered, "Don't give the brat a chance to eat meat."
Zhu Yuanyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She brought the meat and had no intention of rubbing it against her master. She was not so thoughtful as to use the meat of her elders to feed her future companions.
To put it bluntly, Master was actually clear in his heart, and he just said these words deliberately to offend her.
Forget it, she has a broad mind and won't take the minor conflicts to heart. She turns around and marinates the meat first, and then gets down to business after that.
Hu Yin really liked the copycat version of honey-glazed barbecued pork that night, but she thought the meat was cut into too small pieces. "It was hard to hold it with chopsticks. It's such a small piece that it can't even fit between your teeth."
Although it is not authentic enough, it is easy to fool people who have never tried it. In the future, you can also make dishes such as honey-glazed pork breasts and sweet and sour pork ribs to honor your master.
Zhu Yuanyuan was thinking wildly, but her face was full of admiration, "The gap between Master's teeth is really wide, wider than my little finger."
Hu Yin's expression was slightly stagnant, then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't talk nonsense, I want you to cut the meat into large pieces, not as small as it is now."
"Yes," Zhu Yuanyuan agreed obediently, "but the taste may not be as good as now. Large pieces of meat are not easy to taste. Master should understand."
"No, I changed my mind," Hu Yin said calmly, "Small pieces of meat are fine, as long as they taste good."
Zhu Yuanyuan complained, "You change your mind really fast."
"What, do you have any objections?" Hu Yinyan swung the knife and showed no mercy.
"Of course not," Zhu Yuanyuan said unconsciously, "I also want to give it to Brother Baishi
For dinner, Master eats slowly. "
"Wait a minute," Chopsticks Hu Yin called out, "remember to come back and clean up the dishes later."
Zhu Yuanyuan weakly agreed, "I know."
Alas, the master became more and more lazy. She had already washed the pot, but she was unwilling to wash only the big bowl and chopsticks for eating.
But there was nothing she could do. She was an apprentice and had to take care of the master's daily life. Just cooking and cleaning up was already very easy. The sister-in-law said that in the past, the disciples of the great witch of the Qingshan tribe had to help the master wash clothes.
In comparison, Zhu Yuanyuan felt that her little life was quite comfortable. At least she could sneak out of the valley every day to do her daily routine, instead of having to stay at her master's house from morning to night.
Of course, when you deliver food to your future companion, you don’t just return after delivering it. You must sit next to each other to talk and check on the healing of the wound.
"Why did the scab on the wound fall off a lot and it's still a little red?" Zhu Yuanyuan was confused, "What did you do?"
Bai Shi half leaned on the bed and replied calmly, "No, I lay down and slept all afternoon."
"Really?" Zhu Yuanyuan was skeptical.
The wound looked like the scab had been worn away by too much exercise. She had seen many similar situations and it was not easy to fool.
"Yeah," Shiraishi said with a smile, "Maybe it was worn on the way back from the great witch."
The guess was very reasonable and no one could find any flaws. Zhu Yuanyuan had no choice but to warn her earnestly, "Then don't go to the kang again if you have nothing to do. Wait for two days for the wound to heal before you can move more."
Shiraishi nodded fiercely, "I know, I will definitely pay attention."
The wound was scabbed, even if it was a little red from the rubbing, there was no need to continue sprinkling the golden sore powder. Sprinkling it on would be a waste, so Zhu Yuanyuan put the powder away.
"The powder is not sticky, but the ointment is easy to use, but the shelf life is too short and it is difficult to store," Zhu Yuanyuan muttered in a low voice, "I'll make some in the future, and observe how long it can be stored without deterioration, and use it before it goes bad."
People in hunting teams are often injured, and no matter how much medicine is used, they will all be used up. As long as time is accurately controlled, time will not be wasted.
When it came to ointments, Shiraishi also had something to say, "The great witch didn't always make ointments and distribute them to everyone before. Why doesn't he make them now?"
"Do you think it is more convenient to bring a bamboo tube of ointment or powder when going hunting?" Zhu Yuanyuan asked.
"Of course powder is more convenient," Shiraishi replied without thinking, "Pack it in a small animal skin and put it in your arms. You won't be afraid even if it suddenly turns into an animal shape."
If the bamboo tube is dropped on the ground, the lid will easily loosen, and the ointment inside will flow out and seep into the soil. If the small animal skin is tightly wrapped and dropped to the ground, it will still be intact. There is no need to ask for any convenience.
"That's it," Zhu Yuanyuan put her chin in her hands and sighed, "wait a little longer, if there is a suitable container, master will definitely brew more ointment."
Shiraishi shook his head, "It's difficult. The containers we have now are easy to break, and no animal skin bag is as useful."
"Yes," Zhu Yuanyuan agreed, "Master said so too."
"It's better if you can find it, but it's okay if you can't find it," Shiraishi quickly figured it out. "Anyway, each team will send someone to bring hemostatic ointment, so you don't have to participate in the battle. It can be used when needed."
He was seriously injured in the stomach a few days ago. The captain applied a thick layer of ointment, otherwise he would not be able to return to the tribe. It was just because there were too many people injured and the medicine was not used enough. Bai Di would not be able to use it after he was injured. .
