book of old days

Chapter 81 Brother and Sister
Ragnar took another look at the big pot of meat he was stewing, and looked at Sean with some complaints, the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

"Why don't you make some oatmeal porridge." Sean arranged a task for him. It's not good to eat meat without food.

Ragnar accepted the arrangement frankly, and went to cook porridge on his own.

At noon, the hunters came to cook.

Sean set up a grill on the firepit and began to roast meat. Agatha also came to help. In fact, she came very early and helped cut meat and potatoes. The woman in Ragnar's house directed the two A servant brings the prepared food to the table.

The aroma of barbecue permeated the hall, causing the hunters who were waiting for the meal to twitch their noses and couldn't help but look this way.

Sprinkling and oiling, Sean was very busy, and Agatha was also helping, and sometimes he couldn't help but take a bite.

It will take some time for the meat to be roasted, Agatha said to Sean, "I'll take care of the rest, you go and eat."

Sean did not refuse this, he still has cooking tasks to complete today.

At the dining table, everyone stared wide-eyed at the brand-new dishes on the table. The food looks very unusual today.

"Come on, what are you waiting for, let's eat." Ragnar greeted everyone, and he did his part to serve a large bowl of braised pork first. He had tasted it before, and this dish was the most suitable for his taste.

The others also hurriedly started filling themselves with meat, and their eyes lit up immediately after taking a bite.

"By gods, what a delicacy this is."

"My God, the taste of this meat..."

"The Nord heroic spirits enjoying the eternal feast in the temple of the gods probably eat like this."

Hearing the exclamation of everyone, Xiao En thought that the food eaten by those dead heads was not so delicate, it was nothing more than roasted deer, roasted pig, roasted bear and so on, and it was not necessarily true or false.

Sean was quite proud of seeing the crowd gobbling it up. We can be regarded as chefs. In fact, his craftsmanship can only be said to be average. It can only be said that this pile of Nord belongs to the backcountry, the desert of food, even if it is Bryce. Dundu has some gourmet culture anyway, and the Nords are really a group of barbarians in this respect.

He was finally able to have a serious meal this time. He cut two pieces of bread for himself and ate the bread with the meat while eating the bread. This time the taste was finally right. It's time for dinner.

It's a pity that there is no rice. There should be rice in this world, but it is far away overseas. It seems that there are no ocean-going merchants.

He dipped the dry bread in the soup of the stew, thinking regretfully.

At first, everyone sighed, but soon everyone stopped talking, and everyone was feasting, for fear that they would eat too slowly and run out of food.

There were only the sounds of chewing meat and mouth smacking in the hall. Sean stewed three large pots of vegetables, all of which were three-foot-diameter large clay pots. He thought it would be enough, but unexpectedly he underestimated the food intake of the Nords. Thanks to everyone's efforts, the bottom line came to an end very quickly.

Fortunately, there are still barbecues to serve. When the barbecue skewers and ribs exuding the aroma of barbecue ingredients were served, everyone sighed again. The smell alone is not up to the standard.

Scar Wilson mumbled vaguely while munching on the ribs, "Ragnar, compared to the deliciousness of this meal, what you gave us before was pig food."

"That's right, why didn't you bring out such delicious food sooner."

Ragnar's face was a little dark, but that didn't stop him from cooking.

Old Miloch interjected from the side, "The meat is actually the same meat, the key should be this magical seasoning, John, we are good brothers, you must teach me the recipe."

"No problem," Sean readily agreed, but he felt that these people might not be able to afford it, and everything else was easy to say, this pepper is really expensive, he is willing to spend money because he is not short of money Buy it, but it should work just fine without the pepper.

He doesn't have any self-cherishing thoughts about food, and he doesn't think that his second-hand cooking skills are so great. It just saves himself a lot of work after teaching them.

Sean also thought about it when he was working today. The reason why these Nords ate so desperately was because the supplies in the sleds were limited, and they had to fatten themselves desperately so that they could hunt in the next winter. To maintain vitality in the middle of the day, but I am different. I have a dimensional pocket, so I can bring enough food. It is also possible to replenish calories at any time while hunting in winter. There is no need to work so hard.

Of course, you still have to eat. There is no harm in preparing a little more fat. I can feel it when I go out this morning. Eating more meat is indeed antifreeze.

It's just that there's no need to come to the dinner party every day. Sean is going to come to eat a meal every other day, and the rest of the time is just used to practice driving dog sleds.

He finished the food on the plate, felt almost full and didn't continue to fill it.

While everyone else was busy cooking, they took the opportunity to sneak away, but they didn't know that when they entered the back kitchen, they heard a quarrel.

"Ragnar, you must let me join this winter hunting. My marksmanship is no worse than them. I killed a wolf when I was 13 years old. I can also drive a dog sled, and I can also cook prey. You There's no reason to stop me."

It was Agatha's voice. As soon as Sean probed his head, he saw Agatha and Ragnar confronting each other, his face flushed with anger.

Ragnar looked tired and looked at her with folded arms, "No, you can't go, I promised father to take good care of you, as long as I live you can't take risks, winter hunting is not an activity suitable for women , and I have to be responsible for the entire hunting team, so I can't take care of you."

"I don't need you to take care of me."

"In short, I won't agree. Of course, you can go to other hunting teams to try and see if they are stupid enough to recruit a woman into the team."

Xiao En thought in his heart that these two are brother and sister!This Ragnar is also a talent, and he is the kind who does not have to be responsible for finding a man for his sister.

He had a headache. Originally, he only thought of this as a dewy marriage, but now he felt a little troublesome. He didn't have much affection for Agatha, and he would definitely leave after a while. He was afraid of Ragnar's face. It doesn't look good, although Ragnar said that the Nords don't care about it, but he can't ignore it completely.

When he was thinking, the two suddenly looked at him together.

Sean waved his hand awkwardly, "I'm sorry to disturb your quarrel, you continue."

Agatha stared at him, then turned and left.

Ragnar waved his hand at Sean, expressing that he doesn't care.

Sean didn't take it to heart, "I'm here to say goodbye, I won't be coming to the dinner party tomorrow, I have to practice dog sledding."

Ragnar nodded, "Okay, but you have to tell me the recipes of those dishes. If you can't eat your delicious food tomorrow, they will definitely fry the pan. I observed it when you made it, but I only remember the general idea, the specific materials..."

Sean said: "No problem, I will write it down, so you can read?"

Ragnar glared at him, and Sean laughed and left.

It took Sean half an hour to write the recipe, mainly because he was not sure about the ratio of various seasonings, terms like 'appropriate amount', 'some', 'a teaspoon', and he was not sure that Ragnar could I have mastered it.

But it shouldn't be a problem, and the Nord cattle probably won't care that much.

He left Ragnar the recipe and left on his own.

(End of this chapter)