Chapter 256: Roasted Sweet Potato
"Hidden Mission: Solve long-hidden enemies. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”
"Mission description: Tsuchikage has been peeking at the host's food recipes for a long time, and this time, taking advantage of the group to transfer the army of Konoha Village, he finally can't help but attack the host, and he must teach them a hard lesson!"
"Quest Reward: Group Incognito Cards. ”
Group Invisibility Card: Able to make five people invisible at the same time, and only unlock the invisibility when attacking.
Seeing this task reward, Yang Ming couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, revealing a strange smile.
At this time, a light breeze blew beside Yang Ming, and a figure came with a smoky fishy smell.
This is exactly what you will do with the Flying Thunder God to drive it back!
At this time, almost every inch of his face, clothes, and feet were covered with blood, and he looked as if he had just been fished out of a sea of blood.
Combined with his wolf-like eyes, he is like a bloodthirsty demon, giving people a great sense of intimidation.
And it was such a strong man, but he stood behind Yang Ming respectfully, not daring to slack off at all.
"Boss, the twelve people who attacked from Yanyin Village, one elite upper ninja, three upper ninja, and eight middle ninja, have all been resolved. ”
"I see. Yang Ming said lightly.
There was not the slightest fluctuation on his face, as if he didn't say anything else, but it was just a few numbers.
Yang Ming couldn't help frowning when he looked at the blood all over his body, "You go and clean it up quickly." ”
"Okay, boss. He bowed his head respectfully.
Yang Ming and his entourage found a river, and after cleaning it again, they put up his wet clothes to dry.
Seeing this, the group stopped for a while.
Yang Ming was idle and bored, so he wandered around the forest, walking, and his eyes were wide and cheerful, and there was actually a hut here.
A small farm is opened in front of the house, and sweet potatoes are planted in it!
Large swaths of sweet potatoes are buried deep in the ground, and the ground is luxuriant sweet potato leaves, and in a patch of green, purple blue bones can be seen from time to time, which is pleasing to the eye.
Coo-goo!
At this time, Yang Ming's stomach sounded a muffled sound, and he protested to him, it seemed that he was hungry.
Yang Ming walked to the hut and knocked on the door, but no one responded for a long time, and the door was covered with dust, and there were many cobwebs at the four corners, it looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.
Since this is the case, Yang Ming is not polite and pulls out the sweet potatoes under the ground.
I saw that these sweet potatoes were planted very well, each one was half an arm thick and long, and the yellow skin was still stained with a little soil, and when they were pulled out, a muddy smell came to the nose.
Yang Ming took the sweet potatoes back, washed the sludge off the skin with clean water, and prepared to start roasting.
Roasted sweet potato, also known as simmered sweet potato, roasted sweet potato, roasted potato, is one of the street snacks with a long history.
Sweet potatoes must be steamed and cooked thoroughly before eating, because the starch particles in sweet potatoes are not destroyed by high temperature and are difficult to digest.
In addition, sweet potatoes contain an oxidase, which is easy to produce a large amount of carbon dioxide gas in the human gastrointestinal tract.
Therefore, in the process of roasting, it is not only necessary to roast thoroughly, but also to pay attention not to burn.
Although you don't need to cook with any cooking skills, it can be a big test of patience.
Because he didn't have tin foil at hand, Yang Ming had to wrap the sweet potatoes in wet mud and place them on a platform stacked with stones.
The platform has an inverted indentation, and the bottom is empty for stacking firewood.
Because the temperature of Huo Dun was too high, Yang Ming had to borrow firewood to roast it.
Yang Ming escaped with a fire and lit the firewood under the platform, and it could be seen that as time passed, the mud on the skin of the sweet potato began to dry and solidify, forming cracked pieces.
Every few minutes, Yang Ming had to turn the sweet potato over so that it wouldn't burn.
With wisps of black smoke rising up, the sweet potatoes gradually began to ripen from the outside to the inside, and began to overflow wisps of fragrance, which made people feel three feet deep!
Many people have experienced that when walking on the crowded streets, they often come across street vendors selling baked sweet potatoes.
What can attract people to the past is the unique mellow aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, especially in the narrow tunnels, the aroma is not easy to disperse, walking on the road seems to be wrapped in the aroma, and even the breath you exhale out seems to carry these aromas.
Smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, few people can endure it, even those who have just eaten a full meal will want to eat a satisfying craving.
Yang Ming and his party were on the side, staring at the roasted sweet potatoes in a daze, but their stomachs had already begun to rebel.
Goo-goo!
Coo-goo!
The muffled sound of the stomach was like a muffled thunder, resounding through the sky, which was very embarrassing.
Yang Ming, no matter how much he doesn't cut it, the giant pandas are round, they glance at each other, look at each other and smile, and they all have a tacit understanding in it.
After the sweet potatoes were fully ripe, Yang Ming picked them up with the selected branches and placed them on the lotus leaves that had been prepared.
At this time, after baking, the mud on the sweet potato had solidified and stuttered, and Yang Ming just knocked it lightly, and it was easy to shake a large piece of mud.
After everyone got their own sweet potatoes, Yang Ming blew vigorously towards his own piece, wisps of steaming heat accompanied by the fragrance, constantly lingering on the tip of his nose, but he couldn't eat it because it was too hot, it was simply no more torturous than this.
Finally blowing the skin of the sweet potato cold, Yang Ming's stomach was already hungry and couldn't stand it, so he was anxious to tear the skin of the sweet potato.
Call!
I saw that under the ugly appearance of the sweet potato, it was a tender orange color, exuding an attractive fragrance.
Yang Ming couldn't hold back any longer, and took a bite.
Hot, hot, hot!
As the saying goes, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, Yang Ming can be regarded as planted, and his tongue is about to be burned.
But despite this, Yang Ming couldn't care about it, and tasted the roasted sweet potatoes with relish.
Sweet potatoes taste very powdery, soft, sticky, and delicious.
As you chew it, the sweetness of the sweet potato is slowly released, and although it is not very heavy, it has a unique flavor that can make people feel a sense of satisfaction.
If it's in the middle of winter, eating baked sweet potatoes in the middle of a snowy night, that's the real enjoyment!
Yang Ming dug up more than a dozen sweet potatoes this time, but he couldn't help the tossing of a few of their big stomachs, and within a few minutes, the baking platform was swept away, and there was no one left.
Burst!
At this moment, a strange voice sounded.
Poof!
One after another, the voices sounded from between Yang Ming and the beast, and they looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.
Without him, just because I ate too many sweet potatoes, I had to go to the toilet!
It's really embarrassing......