The Beasts of the World [farming]

Milk soup for the little Asian Orcs?

Thinking of this, the calm orc trembled.

He tilted his head again and saw that Ren Heyin's face was full of excitement, which could only be attributed to the special hobby of a special place.

When he was young, he also saw the delicacies of other tribes.

Thinking about it this way, it is not unimaginable that the fish will be eaten badly.

Ren Heyin insisted, "It's delicious, you'll know it after you taste it."

Han had to go back and let the orcs remove the two large stones from the tribe, and moved them to the riverside to wash them by the way, without letting Ren Heyin touch his hands.

Ren Heyin was very greedy for these fisheyes, and had been reluctant to go back to the cave, so he stood by to fight.

The process of the orcs loading the washed stone pound is not so smooth. They scoop up the fish as soon as they do it. They can't hide. The young beasts with a little more anxious personality blush with popularity. They grabbed with big hands and threw the lively fishes. Landed.

The big fish weighed sixteen or seven kilograms, with a plump belly and a little yellowish color. He landed ashore and closed his mouth together, jumping around desperately.

Ren Heyin also got a lot of drops of water on his body, shocked.

He knelt down and looked at the big fish carefully, not knowing what was thinking in his head.

When Duo saw it, he hurriedly said to him: "Yin, you stand a little farther and don't hurt you."

"It's okay." Ren Heyin asked: "Duo, do you know which of these fish are more tender and delicious?"

"Why are you asking? The fish that I just dumped is more delicious." Duo and her companion squeezed their hands, bulging their strong muscles, and directly scooped up the boulder and placed it on the frozen river.

Ren He smiled, "I remembered a delicacy in my hometown, I listened to it simple, I want to make it for you today."

When he said this, the orcs pricked their ears to listen.

"What kind of delicacies, should they be eaten?"

"No, it's just fish fillets." Ren Heyin knelt down and took the fish on the ice to look carefully, and asked: "You can help me pick 20 or 30 big fish. This big one is enough, and the bones are less and more tender. That kind, kill the head, the scales and the bones, and put the meat in the basket? Just enough for the people of the tribe."

"Okay, no problem, you wait."

Ren Heyin has made a lot of delicacies recently, and the food in the tribe has greatly improved during this period.

Hearing what he said, everyone was eager to pick and kill fish, "How big is the piece?"

"It doesn't need to be too big, just two or three fingers wide, according to the width of our usual slices of meat." Ren Heyin confessed that he wanted to communicate with Qing about cooking. Seeing that he wanted to leave, he remembered and raised his foot to come back, "That's right. Don’t throw the fish head and spine. I will use it to make the soup later."

"Okay, don't worry, I will make sure that you are clean."

Ren Heyin ran to find Qing and proposed to use two large stone pots and two cooking pots to make a delicacy later.

Qing naturally responded, and when the supper was done, the stone pots and cooking pots were free for Ren Heyin's use.

Ren Heyin took the people watching the excitement to his cave and took out a jar full of sour taro stalks, took a half basket of sour fruits and dropped more than a dozen bird eggs.

The sour taro stalks have been marinated for so long, and the taste has already been sour. Even if it is not very sour, it should be no problem if it is supplemented with sour fruits.

Ren Heyin, the world-famous pickled fish on earth, plans to move to the orc world.

The young orcs moved quickly, and when Ren He concealed, they had already returned with the stone claw filled with fillets and bones.

Qing did not allow Ren Heyin to produce bird eggs, but took more than 30 bird eggs from the tribe. Under Ren Heyin's command, the fish fillets were picked up and marinated with salt, bird eggs, spice powder, and ginger.

Ren Heyin enthusiastically directed everyone to clean the slate, put the sour taro stalks on the slate and fry them dry, fry them in clean water, then add spices, ginger, garlic, and fry them with beasts.

The sour scent soon came to the face, Ren Heyin put fish bones and animal bones over for frying again, and after the water in the cooking pot and big stone pot boiled, pour the sour taro stalks and fish bones into the water and simmer.

As the soup boils, the soup quickly turns milky white.

Everyone has eaten a meal just now, and now many people can't help swallowing when smelling this smell.

The water in the two pots was boiled first, the soup was thickened, and the sour fragrance was permeated everywhere.

The soup has been gurgling, and the stew is rich and mellow.

Ren Heyin asked someone to bring the boiled animal oil over, and waited for the soup to be cooked by preparing ginger, minced garlic and spices.

Seeing that the fire was almost done, Ren Heyin set a fire on the stone slab and burned the oil. After the oil was almost hot, he poured the fish fillets into the cooking pot.

The fish fillets were immersed in the boiling hot soup and turned white almost immediately.

The fish fillet with sauerkraut is fresh and tender, and it will be old if it is cooked again.

Ren Heyin's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he was beckoning around, saying, "Hurry up! Come over and eat, and you'll be old after cooking."

Waiting for everyone to come and line up with bowls and chopsticks, Ren Heyin fish meat sprinkled garlic leaves on top, then scooped the oil on the slate into the spoon, and proceeded to the last step-splashing the oil.

"Zila" a few times, the hot oil poured into the cooking pot, the garlic leaves immediately turned into a greener and oilier color, and a different kind of scent came up.

The children cheered and came over first with their bowls.

Ren Heyin invited two older sub-orcs to cook, and to see the soup in the two large stone pots.

The big stone pot is full of heat, the pot is big, and the soup is only beginning to roll now, and it also has a charming sour fragrance, but the fish fillets have not been released so quickly.

The adults and children who tasted the fish fillets couldn't help but exhale while eating the fish fillets and admired:

"Wow, it's delicious!"

"This fish is so fragrant and tender."

"This is the first time I have eaten this kind of fish without any fishy smell."

"Yin, you are amazing!"

"Brother Yin, will you be my partner when I grow up?" A little kid ran to Ren Heyin's feet after eating the fish fillets in the bowl, and raised his head to ask.

With a smile on Ren Heyin's face, there was no time to answer. Someone had already refused to help him, "Go go, you are only a few years old, let's talk about it when you grow up."

Their big brothers and sisters haven't been courteous yet, what kind of fun is the little kid.

Qing came over with a bowl of fish fillets and stuffed it into Ren Heyin's hands amidst laughter and laughter, "Yin, try it, today's fish fillets are particularly delicious."

Ren Heyin was not polite, and took it over and picked up the fish fillets with chopsticks to taste.

As soon as the fish fillet entered, he himself was a little surprised.

He didn’t know how many times he had made sauerkraut fish, but this time it was the best one. The milky white soup was extremely mellow, the fish slices were extremely smooth and tender, and there was no fishy smell, but the taste was very mellow. Overwhelming.

The flavor of the fish fillet is very fresh and very tender.

The most rare thing is that these fish fillets do not have the slightest smell of soil, only the unspeakable deliciousness.

This is probably the top wild fish.

This is the most appetizing meal he has ever eaten in the orc world.

Compared with the last stew, the sauerkraut fish cooking skills are more mature and the taste is better.

If the surrounding environment were not too crude, he could hardly believe that such delicacies were actually made in this almost primitive world.

In the end, he attributed the reason to the good food in this world, even if it is simply processed, the food is delicious.

After Ren Heyin finished eating, the soup in the big stone pot was almost thick.

He used to let people heat the oil, and put fish fillets in a large stone pot. After the fish fillets were slightly boiled, he put garlic and **** shreds on it, and started to splash the oil a second time.

Everyone crowded around and watched. As soon as the oil splashed down, a strong and domineering fragrance came out.

The children immediately jumped with their bowls, "Uncle Bei, I want more!"

"Uncle Lin, I have finished eating too!"

"Go in line, don't squeeze."

The children had finished eating one or two, holding a clean empty bowl to play the second round of fish fillets, the teenagers rushed them to line up.

Ren Heyin looked at them with a smile on his face. He said to Qing: "If there is not enough food, you can actually put new fish fillets in the soup."

Qing also laughed, "I guess it's not enough to eat. They want to really let go of it. They can eat this triple amount."

After Qing finished speaking, he shouted to the orc not far away, "Duo, you guys have to fill up some more fish fillets. Cook a little more today."

Duo waited for the eyes of the orcs to light up, and poured all the fish fillets in the bowl into his mouth, leaving without a word.

Ren Heyin said to the sub-orc who was holding the fish fillets: "Uncle Bei, when you fill the fish fillets, put more fish fillets. The sour taro stalks will be cooked several times."

The few Asian orcs who were waiting for the dishes responded with a smile, and when they fished again, they specially fished for fish fillets for the children.

Ren Heyin went to work again.

The sour taro stalks are not sour enough to be boiled several times. He has to adjust the sour fruit juice and salt and other seasonings.

After the fish fillet is cooked in the Dashi pot, you have to add more water to boil to boil a little more soup, otherwise the soup will be insufficient later.

The bird eggs from the tribe are also constantly used to pickle fish, with salt, spice powder, and minced **** and garlic in it.

Everyone was busy eating, and the smell of steaming fish was everywhere.

On the mountain, the snow beside the river is still accumulating, and the snow light reflects, so there is no need for a lighter, and it is bright everywhere.

Today is like a holiday, everyone ate late, and finally you have a bowl, I have a bowl, and even drank the soup.

Ren Heyin was still afraid of these people's suddenness, and specially asked the old Asian orcs to burn a large stone pot of hot tea. If anyone is thirsty, they can go and drink some hot water.

The weather in winter is too cold, Ren Heyin has always felt that raw water is not safe, so he started to boil hot water when possible.

Everyone in the tribe learnt everything, and now they are used to drinking boiled water.

They also specially made three large wooden barrels with lids to hold the boiling tea. Whenever you want to drink tea, you can scoop it in the wooden barrel, which is very convenient.

After the carnival in the middle of the night, the entire tribe got up late.

Ren Heyin also got up late, and didn't get up until the sun rose.

He got dressed and went out to watch. Everyone yawned while making breakfast and waiting for breakfast. The bright white sunlight gave everyone a luminous feeling and looked very comfortable.

Ren Heyin went, and many people's eyes lit up, especially the young people and children, who couldn't worry about being sleepy. They ran over to surround Ren Heyin and asked excitedly:

"Yin, when will you scoop the fish?"

"Yin, let's go help you catch fish."

"What are you going to prepare? Let's prepare."

"Do you still eat sauerkraut fish today?"

Ren Heyin listened attentively. They talked in a mess, and Ren Heyin answered one by one, "Go after breakfast. I won't eat sauerkraut fish today. Eat something fresh."

"Just eat pounded fish?"

Ren He smiled and said, "Yes, we eat that, but it's not minced fish, it's fish balls. You'll know when I make it."

The young orcs and the sub-orcs didn't really understand what this fish ball was, they were all huddling him forward, "We don't have to wait for breakfast, we can go now."

Ren Heyin saw that they couldn't wait, and smiled, "Then please divide it into three groups. One group finds out all the wooden basins in the tribe and washes them clean. One group goes to take out the remaining bird eggs and take two more baskets. Spices, ten baskets of yam, and the rest of them will go with me to clean the **** and garlic. Let's prepare the seasoning first."

He took advantage of yesterday's search opportunity to specifically check the practice of fish balls.

Fish **** are available in various places, and there is no special secret recipe. The main thing depends on the raw materials and the strength of the clams.

The raw materials are good, and the mulled fish is qualified, and it is tender and sweet no matter how it is made.

Qing came with another taller Orc, "Should you start pounding fish now?"

"No." Ren Heyin smiled, "Prepare first."

Ren Heyin said to Qing and the others that he would use the materials, tools and manpower from the tribe to pound some fish and meat, and 90% of the finished product would be given to the tribe, and he would take 10%.

Originally, Qing and Han only wanted 60%. Ren Heyin took care of the tribe, saying that he couldn't eat so much himself, so he set this ratio.

Qing nodded and said, "That's okay, Duo, you take people to wash the wooden basin. Yuan, you take people to get bird eggs, spices, and yam. Wood, you take the rest and follow Yin."

These three are all young people with high prestige in the tribe. Duo and Yuan are all orcs, and they are the sons of Wu Gu. Mu Ze is a delicate and noble sub-orc who currently has no companion.

Ren Heyin knew that Qing was cultivating them, smiled, and motioned for them to separate themselves, and he took Mu and other sub-orcs to clean the **** and garlic.

Later, the tribe dug a lot of **** and garlic, and now there is no need to worry about raw materials.

They went to wash the vegetables in the vegetable washing ditch dug by the river.

The ditch was frozen long ago, and now it has to be smashed open again before the water underneath flows slowly.

Now the sun has risen quite high, and the sun shines on their backs, bringing warmth.

The weather is still very cold, and the water is bitingly cold.

Ren Heyin and Mu took the lead to put the wooden basket full of **** in the ditch, shaking it vigorously, and initially washing the **** with the help of the friction between the **** and the flow of water.

After washing this side, you have to wash it carefully, breaking the **** to clean the dirt in the crevices.

This step of cleaning must be hand-washed. Ren Heyin took the lead in taking **** into the water to demonstrate, "These **** must be broken apart, like this—"

He took a large piece of **** in his hand and broke it into sections with a crisp sound, "This kind of mud must be broken and cleaned. If there are bugs, etc., you must also use your nails to dig it out. Just wash it off, it's very simple. Yes, any questions?"

The sub-orcs of their tiger, lion and leopard tribes popped their nails sharper than a knife, and there is no need to find any other tools, which is very convenient.

Mu shook his head, "No problem."

He took the lead in taking out a piece of roughly rinsed **** from the basket and washing it by the ditch.

The remaining sub-orcs were not easy to say anything, they all took the **** and lined them by the side of the ditch and washed them carefully.

It's just that the water is too cold. Many people wash their hands in their knees after washing for a while, squatting on the ground and waiting for their hands to slow down.

Ren Heyin saw what they looked like and comforted: "If it's cold, go and bake it for a while, then come and wash it when it's warm."

One of the sub-orcs has a flat mouth and red eyes. "It's useless to roast the fire, the water is too cold."

Mu frowned slightly, "You have to work even when it's cold. Don't they just get up just before dawn to wash the pot, wash the vegetables and cook?"

Hearing his stern tone, everyone bowed their heads and dared not speak.

Ren Heyin looked at this scowling Orc, smiled, and continued to lower his head to wash.

They are crowded, and the **** and garlic will be washed in a while.

Carrying the **** and garlic in two baskets, they walked into the tribe.

The other two groups of people who washed the tubs and the yam had come back. The wild beasts washed by the ditch, and they went to the river to wash. They also washed quickly and well, especially the yam, which had been peeled and washed thoroughly. In the basket.

Ren Heyin was very satisfied when he saw it, and Chaoyuan smiled.

The tall young orc blushed instantly, his eyes dodged and he dared not look at Ren Heyin.

Ren Heyin was amused, but didn't dared to smile at him, but turned to check the situation of other ingredients.

The tribal orcs have always been well protected by the orcs, and their personalities are relatively squeamish, especially the young ones.

Compared with the sub-orcs, the orcs work much more neatly here, with more than 20 large wooden basins, 13 baskets of bird eggs, spices, yam, etc., all washed clean.

Ren Heyin checked it again and said with a smile: "Let’s have breakfast first, and then work afterwards."

The middle-aged orcs and sub-orcs in the tribe have already eaten almost the same. When Han sees it, he asks: "Let's go catch fish first, is it the same as yesterday, just fish."

Ren Heyin nodded, "Yes, peel off the head and tail and fins, scrape off the scales, peel off the skin, and put the fish slices aside. Rinse them when you may store them."

Han: "Good."

He waved his hand to take people to work. Ren He remembered it and added, "Don't lose the maw, please put it aside for me. I'll be useful later."

Fish maw can be used to make fish maw, and the fish in the river move more than ten to twenty catties, which is enough for drying fish maw.

Flower gum is very good for wound recovery. From a certain point of view, it can be regarded as a medicinal material. Whether people in the tribe go out to gather or hunt, the chance of injury is not small. After drying some flower gum, maybe they will use it anytime.

Han nodded to show that he knew it.

Qing asked, "How do you use yam, ginger, garlic, etc.? Do you want to pound it?"

"Yes, it's fine to pound them together and put them in a basin. This is the seasoning."

The fish **** should have some starch, which is more refreshing. They don't have starch here, so they can barely replace them with a bit of yam.

Qing laughed, "You have breakfast first, and I will take someone to pound the yam."

The main work force in the tribe is still a group of middle-aged people like Han and Qing.

Ren Heyin didn't refuse, he had to eat something quickly, and he would cook fish **** later.

The gray-haired Orc smiled and filled him with a bowl of soup with yam meat, "Yin, what can we do?"

"Uncle you, please wait for everyone to clean up the pots and stone pots after breakfast. I will boil some water. I want to cook something." Ren He thought for a while and said: "I still need a spoon, more than ten. That’s enough."

The old man Ya Beast nodded kindly, "Okay, no problem."

"By the way, you have to wash the baskets, which will be used to hold the finished fish balls."

"Okay, let's go wash it now."

It was cold, and while Ren Heyin was talking, the soup in the bowl was almost cold.

He hulled and poured the food into his mouth, chewed it up in twos and swallowed it, and was going to wash the dishes.

The old Asian orc hurriedly shouted, "Don't eat more?"

Ren Heyin waved his hand: "No, I'm full."

He went to wash his own bowl, and then went to see Qing to see how the seasoning was mixed.

Qing has always been reliable, and Ren Heyin prepared just so many materials. He added in proportionately. Huaishan was the main material. Ren Heyin's requirements for auxiliary materials were not strict.

When Ren Heyin came to take a look, Qing had already pounded five pots of yam.

If they have a stone mill here, it will be faster to use a stone mill.

They didn't make stone mills before, and now it is too troublesome to do it, so they can only use stone mills to barely replace them.

Qingjian came over, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, "Is this all right?"

Ren Heyin scooped the yam in the tub to look at it, and nodded, "Yes. Actually, it can be a little thicker, and it will be pounded with the fish later."

Qing nodded, "I see."

Then he lifted up the big stone, and took the lead to pound the yam yam.

Qing and Han have a very high status in the tribe. Ren Heyin has observed that the two of their partners do everything by themselves. Being a patriarch didn't get any benefits for them, instead they worked harder.

Ren Heyin admired them both.

It is because of their selflessness that the cohesion in the tribe is so strong.

The yam is almost pounded, and the fish by the river has been piled up as high as a hill.

Duo and the others couldn't wait, and asked several times, "Hidden, okay? Can you pound the fish?"

"Okay, you can bring a few baskets of fish and meat over here."

They went happily, and after a while they moved to six baskets to process the cleaned fish.

Ren Heyin didn’t let them wash the stone mortar, and directly poured the fish meat into the stone mortar, poured most of the stone mortar, and then spooned the yam yam into the large stone mortar, and put a few spoonfuls of salt, "The fish is ready, it’s ready to be mulled. , Just pound it into a paste."

Qing and several Orcs lifted up the big stone burrow, wanting to continue pounding.

Duo and the others squeezed in, "Daddy, let's come."

Qingxiao smiled, wiped off his sweat and went to rest next to him.

The diameter of the stone chute was more than two meters, and the huge stone mortar was smashed into the wind and hit the fish.

The fish meat was quickly smashed into surimi.

The orcs who pounded the fish changed a group and continued sweating like rain.

Ren Heyin watched from the side, and when the orc who was pounding the fish got tired and was about to change people again, Ren Heyin said hurriedly: "It's okay."

These fish pulps are completely fluid and invisible.

Seeing that the fish was almost pounded, Ren He asked the old Asian orcs to start boiling water.

The fish meat is scooped into fish paste and carried to the big stone pot.

The water in the big stone pot had already boiled, and there was a cloud of mist.

Ren Heyin taught Qing and other tribal orcs to cook fish balls. The sub-orcs used the bath fruit to wash their hands first, and followed Ren Heyin to scoop fish **** in front of the big stone pot.

Scooping fish **** is very simple. Just grab a handful of fish paste and squeeze it in Songsong's hands, then use a spoon to scoop the squeezed out mass and put it in hot water and cook it into shape.

Ren Heyin's cooking fish **** does not pursue a perfect circle, ellipse, or irregularity. As long as they can form a group, Ren Heyin judges that they are out of the school.

There were more fish in the river than anyone could imagine. The orcs only caught the big fish, and the small ones were thrown back. Despite this, the pieces of fish were still piled on the surface of the river like a hill.

Whether orcs or sub-orcs, adults or children in the tribe, they all do their best to get busy.

The big stone pot was occupied. There was no pot to cook at noon. The tribe had long-lost barbecue. Everyone didn't pick it. One person had a few pieces of meat to fill his stomach and went to work again.

They were busy until the afternoon, rotating their hands, making all the fish into fish **** before the sun went down.

The fish **** were packed in wooden baskets, a full one hundred and sixty-three baskets!

This is an unprecedented harvest!

The adults and children looked at these wooden baskets with shock in their eyes.

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After the fish **** were finished, everyone was half tired. Looking at the fish **** piled on the open ground like a hill, I felt a little more excited and proud.

Today, Bud, who is in charge of cooking the Asian Orcs, asked everyone for their opinions, "Everyone is tired. Let's have broth and taro today, right?"

He asked, and immediately there was a young Orc with a face slung over his face and acting like a baby, "I have been eating for five days, or maybe I can change something else?"

"Then-eat barbecue?"

There was a small protest, "I'm so tired, I don't want to eat barbecue."

The snow outside is too big, and the whole tribe has not been out hunting or gathering for quite a few days. Everyone eats the food stored in the tribe.

Ya was a little embarrassed, but still went on to change the menu with a good temper.

Qing is trying to make a round of the game, Ren Heyin suggested, "Or we can eat fish **** at night, just to taste the taste of the fish **** we made by ourselves."

When he said this, everyone became curious, "Are the fish **** delicious?"

"It's delicious, we used to eat it often."

"How do I eat this? Is it cooked? Or eat it directly?"

"Has the fish **** been cooked?"

"I just ate one, it tastes a little strange."

Ren Heyin heard the last sentence and said amused: "There is yam sauce in it. You probably haven't cooked it when you eat it. It's strange that it tastes good."

Everyone suddenly laughed.

The orc's wheatish face, who said the smell was strange, suddenly turned a blush, and a little embarrassed, he hid behind his companion.

Ren Heyin explained: "This food needs to be cooked again and eaten with sauce. Isn't there still a lot of fish heads and bones on the river? Could anyone please give me ten fish heads and ten fish spine bones? I use it for stewing soup, and I will cook fish **** in fish soup later."

An orc in the crowd immediately said: "I will go now, do you want to deal with it?"

"Yes." Ren He smiled, "Better cut it for me."

The claws of the sub-orcs are not so sharp, and the strength is not so strong, it is more difficult to tear the fish head and the spine.

The orcs listened to him and went away.

The Asian Orcs looked expectantly at Ren Heyin, waiting for him to assign tasks.

Ren He smiled faintly, "I need a basket of shredded ginger, a basket of minced garlic, 20 sour fruits, a half basket of mushrooms and a half basket of minced meat with fat.

"No problem." The Orcs went with them.

Qing came over to lay hands on Ren Heyin, carrying the barbecue slate they used to brush.

This stone slab is hewn into a depression in the middle, a bit like a stone pot, but it is much shallower than the stone pot, and the depression is only four or five centimeters on average.

This stone slab was chiseled, and the thinnest place was only two or three centimeters. The heat conduction is fairly fast. It has been used in the tribe for a long time, and there is no sign of burning.

Ren Heyin likes this stone slab the most. He made up his mind that if he finds suitable materials next year, he must ask someone in the tribe to make one for him.

The slate was cleaned, and the fish head and bones were taken back.

Ren Heyin fried them with beasts, and then divided them into two parts and put them in a large stone pot.

There are more fish **** to be cooked today, and only this kind of food is cooked. The cooking pot is too small, so I don’t need it for the time being.

The stone pot originally contained the soup of boiled fish balls, but now the soup does not need to be poured out and re-boiled. The fish head and fish bones can be slightly fried and then simmered slowly.

The fish here is extremely fresh and of good quality.

Add shredded **** to the fish head and fish bones, fry for a while, put them in a stone pot and simmer on high heat. After a while, the stone pot gurgles to boil again, and the soup gradually turns into creamy white.

A delicious flavor floats from the pot, not very rich, but very warm, floating everywhere, giving people a sense of comfort.

The fire light shone on Ren Heyin's face, and he was in a daze, with the illusion of having a picnic.

"Yin, the **** and garlic are cut, and the mushrooms are also cut." A warm voice called back Ren Heyin's mind. He looked back and saw that Yazheng was waiting for his fried sauce with a look of expectation, and he couldn't help but smile.

He wants to fry two sauces today-one sour fruit sauce and one mushroom sauce.

He deliberately put a lot of oil, **** shredded garlic also put a lot, the animal oil in the stone pot bubbled, with the aroma of minced **** garlic and other spices.

Ren Heyin methodically added a variety of ingredients, such as sour fruit, minced meat, spice powder, and fruit pulp for sugar...After being fried, he scooped some fish soup and boiled it.

Mushroom sauce is also made in the same way.

In a short while, the sauce was fried, and the overbearing scent was everywhere in the cold wind, and the fragrance made people scream.

Ren Heyin put the mushroom meat sauce in a large wooden basin prepared in advance, and walked over to see how the soup was boiled.

The fire-burning Orc raised his head under the stove and smiled at Ren He, "Yin, according to what you said, it has been boiled with fire. Are you optimistic?"

"It's almost there. The soup is already very fragrant." Ren He smiled and shouted to the bud not far away, "Yu, you can bring fish **** here."

"Okay, here we are." Ya and the other Orc each came holding a large basket of fish balls, Ren Heyin motioned to them to pour the fish **** and cook them, "Pour half the pot and don't let the soup overflow."

Ya immediately took the big wooden spoon and scooped the fish **** into the pot. Ren Heyin watched him move, feeling almost done, and hurriedly called to stop, "It's okay, just pour so much for the time being, let's cook this pot."

Ya held the basket and poured it into another stone pot.

Ren Heyin turned around and asked the Orc who was boiling water in a clay pot, "How is the water boiling?"

The Orc smiled honestly, "It will be done soon."

The children next to them were so greedy that they couldn't stand it anymore. Before the fish **** were ready, they lined up with their own bowls and waited to eat the first pot.

Ren Heyin calmed them, "Wait a little longer, it will be fine soon."

The fish **** are shaped by boiling, but they are actually half-cooked. Now they can be cooked again quickly. The soup is boiled again, and you can eat it after a little boil.

"The fish **** are ready." Ren Heyin turned his head and shouted, signalling everyone to come over and eat.

Ya hurriedly followed up and shouted to the orcs and sub-orcs who were sitting and chatting at the foot of the mountain: "The fish **** are ready, you can eat them."

"okay!"

"I'm coming."

"The soup is so fragrant, this fish ball smells so good."

"Hurry up and wait in line, don't drag yourself."

Everyone lined up to get the bowls, everyone with a smile on their faces, craned their necks and looked into the pot.

Ren Heyin helped to fish the fish **** and taught them how to eat them as they fished them. “It’s best to eat fish **** in the original soup for the first time. Don’t put anything, just eat fish **** and soup. When you eat the second bowl, you can go there to scoop a little sauce. Put only fish **** in the bowl and don't scoop the soup, just use fish **** as a dipping sauce."

"Yin, are the two pots of sauce the same?"

"It's not the same. The pot that relies on the fire is sour fruit sauce, and the pot that doesn't depend on the fire is mushroom sauce. You can try both of them depending on which one you like."

The children answered the fastest, "I know!"

Their big eyes flickered, staring at the stone pot and couldn't move their eyes.

Ren Heyin's hands and feet are swift, and while answering, he smiles and scoops five fish balls.

The children who scooped the fish **** obediently went to the side and ate them.

As soon as the fish **** entered, all the children couldn't bother to speak. They saw small mouths squirming quickly and their eyes were very bright. They were eating while looking at the stone pot, fearing that the fish **** would be gone after a while.

Seeing this, Ya laughed and said, "A group of cubs with big eyes and small bellies."

His son Xi was also in the crowd, Xiao.'s mouth moved quickly.

Xi heard it, chewing on fish balls, holding the bowl and walking over with his calf, picked up a fish ball, raised his eyes in front of him, and said vaguely: "Daddy, eat."

"You eat it yourself, Dad will eat it later."

Before Ya's partner walked over, "I will scoop for you, and you will eat."

Ya smiled, "No, you eat first."

Qing came over to take over Heyin's class and drove him to say: "Yin, you have been busy for a day, so go eat."

"It's okay, everyone has been busy for a day, let me watch it first." Ren Heyin smiled at him, and said to the other person over the stone pot: "Don't scoop out the fish head and fish bones when you scoop the balls. Let them simmer slowly underneath, and we will cook another pot later."

"Row."

The big stone pot is so big, seven people stand by the side of the pot and scoop the **** at the same time, and the fish **** will be finished in a while.

There were more than three hundred people in the tribe. Ren Heyin watched them finish the first pot, and immediately asked them to add water and fish **** to cook the second pot.

When the second pot was basically cooked, everyone could taste the fish balls. The old people ate a few fish balls, and came over to replace Ren Heyin and Ya with the young Asian orcs and let them eat next to them.

Ren Heyin wiped his hands, picked up a bowl of fish balls, smiled and asked, "Are the fish **** delicious?"

The old man who took him nodded and said with a smile: "It's delicious, I haven't eaten such a delicious fish. You should try it quickly. It is sweet and refreshing, and it is indescribably delicious."

Ren Heyin also laughed. After eating fish **** for so many years, he ate the original version for the first time.

He was a little surprised as soon as the fish **** entered.

I don’t know if the fish here is pure wild fish, and it’s not polluted. It tastes very good. Yesterday I didn’t taste the fishy smell when I ate boiled fish. I didn’t even taste it today. Only an indescribable taste lingers in the mouth. in.

No wonder Ren Heyin knows that fish and sheep are fresh.

Probably because of the addition of yam paste, the fish **** are not only delicious, but also particularly springy. If you bite them down, the fish **** will chew up, as if countless small fish are bouncing in your mouth. The taste is wonderful.

Ren He huffed, squinted his eyes and ate the fish balls, one bite at a time, but in the blink of an eye, the fish **** in the bowl were all eaten.

After eating these few fish balls, it was not enough to stuff his teeth. Without saying anything, he immediately turned back to line up for another bowl.

When he came back this time, he went to scoop the sour meat sauce and eat the fish **** as a dipping sauce.

Empty fish **** is a taste, dipped in sour meat sauce is another taste.

Sour meat sauce is a bit like tomato sauce, but the taste is much stronger than tomato sauce. The fish **** are sour, fresh and fragrant when dipped in the sauce. Except for the almost spicy taste, everything else is perfect.

Qing sat on the wooden block chair, saw him standing eating, beckoned to him, motioned for him to come and sit.

Ren Heyin was not cautious, holding the bowl and ran over, sat down beside Qing, listening to the sub-orcs chatting.

An Orc on the side moved to give him a position, and waited for him to come and sit down, not forgetting to praise him, "Yin, the fish **** you made are so delicious."

"Yin, you are so capable. I never imagined that fish could taste like this."

"It’s not entirely my credit.