I picked up a bunch of iron-headed moles that fell on the ground and twitched from time to time. I looked at their round bodies, short limbs, long pink noses and gray hair. Overall, they are quite cute!
It's a pity that Zheng Yuan didn't have the intention. He raised his hand back expressionlessly, and the iron-headed mole fell into the pile of rats behind him.
"67 heads! If it weren't for the chilli powder, I would probably be a bone."
Zheng Yuan patted his chest in fear, then looked down at the soft ground with countless potholes.
"Fifty meters underground, it's going to be hard work next!"
He took out a piece of ice from the ground and turned it into a big shovel. The shovel head of the ice shovel was inserted into the ground, and when it was lifted up, the soil flew up.
Zheng Yuan digs soil very quickly. In addition, the shovel head is particularly enlarged and the soil is soft. Zheng Yuan can basically move down one meter in one minute.
When the soil reached 2 meters, it was already difficult to shovel out. Zheng Yuan simply gave up the ice shovel. The ice cubes wrapped Zheng Yuan and formed a sphere. A long tube stretched out from the top to circulate the air, and a blade similar to a meat grinder stretched out from the bottom to rotate rapidly. The dirt was swept aside and fell faster.
"If you don't pursue hardness, control will be much easier. Then why did I use a shovel to dig in the first place? My thinking is still solid!"
There was darkness all around, and he was underground. He could hear his breathing and heartbeat so quietly, which made him feel panicked. Zheng Yuan took out a strong flashlight from his arms and turned on the light source. A white light illuminated the surrounding area.
"grumble!"
There was a slight cry from something around, which must have been the fish that slipped through the net before.
Zheng Yuan braced himself. The surrounding ice was not very strong because it was in a constant state of deformation. It was no different from paper under the attack of the iron-headed mole.
Fortunately, it might be because of Zheng Yuan that all its companions disappeared. Out of fear, it just screamed a few times and then became quiet.
Time has obviously passed, and the color of the soil has become darker and darker under the light of the flashlight. Zheng Yuan still feels a little disgusted when he thinks that the soil is actually the excrement of the iron-headed mole.
After an unknown amount of time, the ice ball shook and the ice flakes underneath shattered, as if it hit something hard.
"arrive!"
Zheng Yuan perked up and shined his flashlight downwards. The soil was black in color, and something seemed to be shining inside.
The ice deformed, twisting like a slime, with the two sides concave forward and the middle sinking, "eating" the glowing soil.
The soil here is clearly layered with the yellow soil above. Zheng Yuan estimated that it was not the "excrement" of the iron-headed mole, so he directly separated the hard objects in the soil with his hands.
Most of them are still stones stained with soil, except for the red hard objects with smooth and delicate surfaces and glowing red beans - red bean iron buried deep!
The red bean iron buried deep is about the size of an adult's finger. It looks like an enlarged red bean, but it feels a little cold to the touch.
Detection: Deeply buried red bean iron, Arachis genus of Fabaceae, grows in areas where the temperature does not change much in four seasons. It is not a mineral, but the fruit of underground vines. It is divided into two layers. The outer layer is a hard iron shell with a hardness of 8. The inside is soft and fragile but sweet red beans, length: 5.4 cm, width: 2.4 cm, weight: 64g.
Capture level: 2.
Edible state: Edible, 2.4 kcal/g. Under the hard shell are extremely sweet red beans. However, the fragile and soft red beans need to be taken out in their intact state to have the most complete taste. However, it is difficult to do so when there is an external hard shell. Remove the red beans while keeping them intact.
Cooking method: The current best method is to soak the red bean iron in warm water with a temperature of 46.3 for 34 minutes. Then a gap will appear between the shells. Use a knife blade to pry it open, and you can take it out without damaging the integrity of the red bean (see details) ).
"Finally found it!"
After reading the system introduction, Zheng Yuan breathed a sigh of relief and was a little excited. He completed the commission for the first time and felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.
Then the hockey puck "ate" around like Pac-Man, the dirt was pushed behind him, and the red bean iron piled up around him under Zheng Yuan's control.
After a while, the red bean iron buried Zheng Yuan's calf. Zheng Yuan felt that it was almost done, so he controlled the ice ball to advance diagonally and left this area.
"A bit heavy!"
Carrying about a ton of red bean iron buried deep on his back, hundreds of kilograms of hard pumpkins tied with canes and slung across his waist, and holding a struggling iron-headed mole in his hand, Zheng Yuan staggered away. Here, in the background, is the iron-headed mole gradually waking up.
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Beside the bonfire in the dark night
"Bite me! Even though I don't know if it's you, I assume it's you anyway!"
Zheng Yuan held up the sharp scale knife and looked at the iron-headed mole in front of him with a sinister smile, which was so scared that he huddled up.
After a while, after removing the inedible head, fur and internal organs, Zheng Yuan took the mole meat and put it into the river to wash it. After washing away the blood, he picked up a few coriander-like plants by the river and returned to the camp.
Chop it into small pieces and fry it directly in the pan without adding oil. The fat will be fragrant, somewhat similar to the combination of sheep and lard.
Fry until the meat changes color, Zheng Yuan pours the oil into the fire, the flame suddenly jumps up, adds seasonings and stir-fries for a while, then adds water and simmers.
Listening to the gurgling sound of boiling in the pot, Zheng Yuan's mouth salivated as he smelled the fragrance, waiting anxiously and happily in his heart.
"smell good!"
When the soup thickened, Zheng Yuan held the large pot and accurately picked up a piece of fat and thin meat with the long-handled chopsticks in his hand.
“Thanks for all the ingredients in the world, I’m rolling!!”
The meat of the iron-headed mole is very delicate, a bit like the highest quality mutton, and the taste has a hint of the mutton flavor left by Zheng Yuan, which is even more appetizing!
"Delicious!"
After chewing two mouthfuls, Zheng Yuan's eyes lit up and he was hooked.
"Can't stop!"
After a while, Zheng Yuan touched his hard belly with some dissatisfaction. Who would have thought that this mole meat would be so delicious? So Zheng Yuan took a lucky one away.
"If I had known better, I would have brought more!"
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"Pochiko, it's up to you!"
Seeing Bo Qizi holding onto such a good backpack with his feet with an expressionless expression, Zheng Yuan gave a thumbs up.
"Hoo (look at me)!"
Flying into the blue sky, even with a weight of more than one ton, Pochizi can fly easily.
Looking at the vast land, Zheng Yuan's eyes lit up and he shouted, no matter how many times he flies, the feeling of flying into the blue sky is really great!
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"Well! You brought a little too much, Xiaomu."
Melk picked up a deep-buried red bean iron among the materials brought back by Zheng Yuan, scraped a layer of crumbs from the hard pumpkin shell, and that was it.
"I took ten grains of alloy wheat, and I left the grains in the kitchen. If you want to cook, Xiaomu, go ahead!"
"I just got a lot! I'll make pumpkin pie later..."
Looking at the ingredients on the table, Zheng Yuan's eyes lit up. Aren't these just the right ingredients to make that classic dessert?
