Xiao Ba actually felt that he had gained a very powerful knowledge point - it turns out that pigs will also die on the spot after their necks are broken!
"Emmmm, it's interesting. It's not bloodletting. Is there any more butchered vegetables?!"
Xiaoba, like Wu Ke, is a professional who has been trained by the scientific research institute since childhood. For this group of people, their future research topics and general directions have been assigned by the age of 12 at the latest.
In addition, let alone killing pigs, there are only a few people who have seen pigs.
So Xiaoba naturally thought that this was how the Mingguang people killed pigs. The descriptions in the books were just stories and should not be taken completely seriously.
Lin Chou glanced at him,
"You give me sauerkraut?"
"What sauerkraut..."
Come on, it seems that this scientific researcher doesn’t even know what sauerkraut is. He really doesn’t understand life.
But when he said this, Lin Chou immediately thought of big pots of butchered pig stew, blood sausage, white meat with garlic paste...
I feel like my mouth is watering.
Lin thought about it,
"It seems there is a door..."
This "door" naturally opens on the fresh tamarillos that have just been picked.
In many places, this wild tomato or tamarillo that grows on woody plants has a common and interesting name - "Mangbi fruit".
It is basically the kind of food that is specially made for warriors and will be sour from the spring to the top of the head, from the hair to the seam of the bones if eaten raw. If you encounter a fruit on a branch that is of better quality, they are also really It can make you doubt your life.
Tamarillo is one of the most important base ingredients for pickled vegetables. It is a perfect match with taro, mustard greens and mustard greens!
The tamarillos, fish and meat are stewed together, making the soup rich and delicious with crispy bones and rotten meat.
Since there is no local sauerkraut, the charming sour aroma of tamarillos is still a very good option, and it is not even considered to settle for the next best thing.
Lin Chou suddenly had some expectations. He originally planned to fill his stomach with a few mouthfuls and count balls, but now he saw...
Hey!
"Hey, eh, boss Lin..." Baal thought about it for a long time before suddenly remembering that the boss in front of him didn't seem to like being called Lord Evolver or Brother. He loved to hear it the most. The words were Boss Lin, "Boss Lin, Boss Lin, why are you going? The pigs have been killed, hurry up and get them, I'm going to starve to death..."
Facing the pitiful and eager eyes of the three people, Lin Chou said righteously,
"Can a pig satisfy you?"
Baal: "???"
Why does it seem that every word looks normal, but after being connected together, he doesn't dare to recognize it...
Lin Chou walked around in the gap between the sinkhole and the forest, just like his own back garden.
"Lily? Bring it with you! You may be able to pick up a few eggs in a while. The wild lilies fried with eggs are still very delicious."
"Cornus...forget it, let's just pick some leaves. Today's ingredients are not quite right."
"Hey, Zi Su? This one is good, this one is good, there are actually two kinds, purple and green!"
"Patchouli...well...can barely be used to marinate meat, so bring it too..."
From time to time, Lin Chou encountered strange beasts that came to drink water, but he paid no attention to their "bright" eyes.
What are you looking at?
Have you ever seen a person with two legs?
If it weren’t for the fact that your meat tastes so bad, haha!
Lin Chou's eyes suddenly lit up,
"(ノ⊙ω⊙)ノ嚯, galangal??"
This time I made a profit. Galangal is the soul of many Cantonese dishes.
Galangal, also known as south ginger, honey ginger and Xuwen cold ginger, is one of the raw materials of five-spice powder.
But the discovery of galangal can only be regarded as the icing on the cake. If this was discovered before Lin Chou found the ginger seeds, someone would probably go crazy with joy.
Dig up a few old pieces and put them away to be used as ginger seeds, and take some of the remaining young roots and sprouts to stew them later.
Lin frowned and smiled, beeping greedily,
"If there is another hazel pheasant, it will really be a big meal... hold a piece of grass..."
There were no hazel pheasants. Two large green pheasants, a male and a female, suddenly jumped out from the bushes. They roared and pecked at Lin Chou's face menacingly, and their feathers flew all the way behind them.
Lin Chou: "???"
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Confessions of a Chicken:
I am a tall, mighty pheasant with fluffy feathers, smart ears, good posture, and a very high IQ.
Don't ask me why, don't accept the interview, happiness!
My spouse and I live happily by a big lake, eating bugs to make chickens, fish to make chickens, worms to make chickens, and fish to make chickens every day... We live a very happy life. Enrichment.
Just now I saw a human who was so powerful that it made me and my spouse tremble, walking towards us. As smart as I was, I hurriedly took my spouse and hid in a nest in the bushes. There were one, two, and three of our unhatched babies in the nest. ...Dozens of children, I want to protect them.
This human being is so powerful, I have never seen such a terrifying aura from a human being, like a walking kitchen knife, chopping board, and soup pot.
There is no doubt that he is an executioner who kills chickens as quickly as a knife cuts through messes!
I'm going into hiding, with my spouse, with my unborn child.
But...but...oh my god...
Why do I suddenly hate him so much?
I wanted to peck out his eyes, tear out his hair, open his skull, and look for bugs, fish, and shrimps to eat in his brain...
I looked at my spouse—her eyes were red, just like mine!
I feel my power swelling, my hatred boiling, I...
Why do I hate him so much?
for...
right! He must have come to compete with me for the mating rights of my bright and shiny mate with bright feathers and smooth water. Then he will take my mate to eat worms every day to make chicks, eat small fish to make chicks, and eat worms to make chicks...
no! I can't bear this grievance! I want to fight him! I'm going to kill him and stand on top of his head and crow!
Something seems wrong...
I...
That's too late...
I can't control that much...
He's already here, rush duck!
When I return in triumph after regaining my territory, I will...
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Ding!
Congratulations to Boss Lin for bringing two six-pound pheasants and twenty-eight green-shelled pheasant eggs.
Beautiful~
Lin Chou muttered,
"Avian creatures force hatred...hey, seems good?"
If these two fat pheasants had stayed in the nest instead of rushing out to confront Lin Chou, he might not have been able to spot them in the messy and dense bushes.
Lin Chou broke off the chicken's feet and looked at it.
"Well, it's a five-year-old pheasant. The meat is already hard. Let's put it in pickled vegetables. If it's not delicious, it can add a fresh flavor~"
If the pheasant is too old, the meat will become woody, but the soup will become more delicious and thicker. It is a delicious taste that even Lin Chou can look forward to.
"It's almost done. I'll go back and get some fish in the lake. It's perfect."
It was an unexpected surprise to encounter these things today, and it makes sense to say that it is too much to say.
