Snead was frying pork, which he had eaten at noon, and now he was holding the pork as a pork chop while Rudolph and Gordon kneaded the dough to make bread. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was not enough bread to eat, and some needed to be made, not because he didn't want Regel to help, but because he was afraid that he would have the strength to crumple the table when he rubbed it, so Regel's task was to chop wood; Ted is everyone's hand, and he solves tasks such as not having enough water to knead the dough. The most idle was only Jeffrey, who called him a child.

Cheng Qianxun looked at the fire, there were some pig bones inside, and he planned to boil the soup.

Jeffrey said dissatisfiedly, "I still want to eat potato and chicken soup." "If she wants to drink potato and chicken soup, she has said it no less than five times since she made the soup.

"Save it!" Cheng Qianxun saw that the soup was about to boil out, so he hurriedly added a little water, this era cannot be as convenient as gas, the size of the fire can be adjusted, and he can only slowly add water little by little. She said very practically: "The chicken is still alive, and it will only grow meat and will not stink." Such a big pig, unless you have the ability to go out and sell some food that is not easy to spoil, don't pick and choose! ”

Seeing that Jeffrey was still with her mouth cocked, she sighed slightly: "You are probably spoiled, do you know how expensive pig bones are sold in our place?" And the pork bone soup is calcium supplemented, and the body grows after drinking! ”

I heard that I could grow my body, and Jeffrey was silent.

The dough was almost done, Gordon and Rudolph looked at the dough, and Gordon said, "It seems that yeast should be added to the dough, right?" ”

Rudolph nodded in approval. So Gordon looked sideways at him: "Then you get yeast!" ”

Rudolph raised his hand, and when he put it down, it was empty. He turned his head to look at Gordon and asked expressionlessly, "Don't they use yeast?" ”

No wonder this long black bread is so hard, there is a lot of bran in it, and when you eat it, except for the heart of the bread, you can bite it directly with your teeth, and the skin that is as hard as a rock needs to be soaked in soup to soften it.

Now the two of them didn't know what to do with a big lump of dough.

Cheng Qianxun thought for a while and said, "Then let's eat Chinese food instead!" ”

Seeing Cheng Qianxun cutting the dough with a knife and cutting the dough into small strips with more than ten catties, the other men looked at it curiously.

"Do you eat noodles?" Rudolph asked.

"It's not noodles, it's a little longer, it's noodles." Cheng Qianxun continued to cut, and when he cut one person's portion, he threw it into the pot and boiled.

"I'll do it!" Sneijder, who had fried the pork and vegetables, took the knife and continued to cut it as she did.

"What did people eat in the Middle Ages?" Cheng Qianxun looked at the pot and waited for the noodles to cook.

"There's not much to eat, that's all there is to it. Brown bread, jerky, ale wine, the nobility could eat honey. Sugar is sold in pharmacies, and along with pepper, it is frighteningly expensive. Legel, who was sitting and waiting to eat, remembered something: "Why don't we make pork jerky, which is said to last for decades." ”

"Decades?" Everyone looked at Regel and couldn't believe it.

"Yes!" Regel was sure: "I didn't believe it at first, but it's true, even if you are a nobleman, you can't eat fresh meat every day, and you also eat black bread." Jerky is cut into strips and left to air dry, and it is said that before eating air-dried meat, a layer is scraped off the surface with a knife, and then soaked in river water for a day or two before being cooked and eaten. It doesn't taste great, but at least it can be eaten! ”

"God, mummy-like jerky, I don't want to eat it." Cheng Qianxun shook her head, at this time the noodles in the pot were cooked, and she began to use a colander to pry into the outer bowl: "At this time, it should be the Ming Dynasty where I am, but the monarchs and nobles here don't eat as well as the ordinary peasants we had there more than a thousand years ago, and they were full all day long hunting witches everywhere." Jerky, uh... Is there any excess salt? I'll make bacon. ”

"Salt is also more expensive." Regel replied, "I looked, and we only had one bag of salt, which was just enough for cooking. ”

"Forget it, just cut it into small strips and air dry. Eat it while drying it, and it will be finished in about ten days. When the noodles were in the bowl, she scooped another spoonful of the pork bone broth into it; He put some garlic leaves picked in the field and gave them to Jeffrey: "Here, problem child." ”

There are no chopsticks here, only wooden spoons. Even if it was silverware, there were no knives and forks in it, only spoons. Jeffrey picked up the wooden spoon, scooped it and took a bite, and immediately buried his head in eating.

"How's it taste?" Cheng Qianxun asked, if it was delicious, it would be burned like this. Apparently asking too much, Jeffrey didn't answer at all, just ate violently. She smiled bitterly: "It seems to be okay." ”

When a bowl of steaming noodle pork bone soup with garlic leaves on top and the soup exuding an attractive special aroma, Ted, who tasted Cheng Qianxun's craftsmanship for the first time, scooped a spoonful and ate it, and immediately opened his eyebrows: "Oh my God, Cheng, you are simply a genius." I'd like to eat this every day, and I don't want to eat black bread that's so hard! ”

"There's a lot of bran in the flour, and I hope it doesn't get stuck in my throat." Cheng Qianxun continued to scoop the soup into the bowl of noodles.

No one spoke, and they all ate the noodles in their wooden bowls with wooden spoons.

After eating, it is time to take a bath, but fortunately, these people have the habit of taking a bath every day, so there is no need to rush. After washing one by one, it was night again, and the day finally passed again.

Ted carried the quilt to the master bedroom, and the result of the unanimous discussion was whether it was better to sleep in the same room to ensure safety.

"Cheng, do you want to come up and sleep again?" Snead lay on the bed, smiling and patting the empty seat in the middle.

"Oh, if you don't sleep, I'll sleep here." Cheng Qianxun lay on the floor next to the bed.

After lying down, Gordon couldn't help but say, "It's better now, there are no zombies wandering outside the door, it's very comfortable." ”

"That's also a table of silver cutlery and a gold coin." Rudolph seemed to be a little worried: "It can't be safe all the time, Satan always has a way to get people outside"

Jeffrey's voice was crisp, but his tone was like that of an adult: "There are no zombies out there, but there are a bunch of crazy people who will pull us out for a barbecue at any time." ”

Thinking of the bald head that was burned to death last night, he was tied to a special symbol and screamed heartbreakingly, his whole body was smoking, and the scorching fire was burning him, but the crowd around the fire was shouting loudly beside him, and it was very interesting to watch. This is simply the era of demons dancing wildly, killing their own kind for fun and for money. If there is no compassion, or whether human beings still have a heart, they don't know.

Everyone was in a state of apprehension. Now that they have the protection of the church, the villagers outside still dare not do anything to them, and in the future, can they stay safe and sound for the rest of their lives?

Without the threat of a lizard-like bald head, everyone's brains were churning for a while and then they fell asleep.

It was dawn, Cheng Qianxun woke up, this time she didn't get up late, but she was still the last.

When she got up, she stood on tiptoe and quietly went out the door, went to the room full of her size clothes, and chose a set to put on. Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, a strange outfit, about a cossplay, I wouldn't have thought of dressing like this.

Wearing leather shoes with wooden heels, I didn't eat much in this era, but I didn't expect that the shoes were very close to the high heels in the future. She pulled her floor-length skirt slightly and walked downstairs, and the others were already busy.

Regel is chopping wood, wood for every meal, and boiling bathwater.

She walked over: "Didn't the wood be completely chopped yesterday, where did this wood come from?" ”

Legel picked up a piece and placed it on the stake, raised his axe and slashed it gently, and the wood immediately split in two. He put a burnable piece of wood into the basket: "It's a tree in the yard." ”

Cheng Qianxun looked sideways and couldn't help but smile bitterly, this is how he destroyed the greenery. There were trees in the yard, about a dozen or so large trees, and one big tree in the corner of the yard was gone, and only a new stump with a large bosom remained.

"Two people should wash a bucket of bath water at night, or wipe their bodies instead." Regel continued to chop wood: "Otherwise, one tree a day will be used like this, and soon the trees here will be cut down, and you can only go out." ”

"Haven't you eaten breakfast yet?" Cheng Qianxun is a little hungry again, and he can't wait until he is hungry to do it here, it may take some time just to light the fire: "I'll go get something to eat." ”

"Snead is doing it." Seeing that the axe was no longer sharp, Reeger went to the stone next to him and sharpened it: "Eat cereal porridge in the morning." ”

Cheng Qianxun looked left and right: "What about the others?" ”

Regel sharpened his axe and said, "Rudolph went to get jerky, and Gordon and Ted went to feed the livestock." As for Jeffrey, God knows where he is, maybe he's playing. I just hope he doesn't kill the chickens and sheep, by the way, the cows need to be milked, the calves can't finish the milk, the cows are screaming, you go get the bucket of milk. ”

Milk? Uh, Cheng Qianxun made a bitter face: "I won't." ”

"Try it." Reeger sharpened his axe and stood up, continuing to chop wood.

Everyone is doing things, and she can't just wait for dinner. So he found a clean bucket, and Cheng Qianxun walked to the cow. When the cow saw her carrying a bucket in her hand, he immediately barked at her "moo", which seemed to be really uncomfortable.

"Okay, okay! This shouldn't be difficult, the wind and waves have come, this is not simple? Cheng Qianxun stared at a cow that was about as tall as her, how could this behemoth look like a monster?

She looked left and right, and there was a small wooden stool next to it, so she took it and placed it in front of the cow's belly, then sat down and placed the bucket under the cow's belly.

The beef is delicious, but the live cow stinks. At the moment, the key is not the smell, but how to get the milk out of it!

"Hey, I'll help you solve the problem, don't move, don't kick me!" When she had finished speaking to the cow, she plucked up her courage, stretched out her hand, pinched up a fleshy grape like a big water bladder, and looked at it carefully. There seems to be a hole in it, but how does the milk come out of the hole, is it sucked? There was no advertisement on TV, but after the cow stood still, the staff picked up a clear glass and put a cover on the milk, and sucked it, and then the milk came out with a bang.

How the hell do you get it? She pinched it, and a thin milky white milk squirted out, wetting her face, that embarrassment.

"Hahaha... There was laughter from the sidelines, and there were more than two. Ted and Gordon came out of nowhere, laughing loudly by the bullpen, which made Cheng Qianxun more and more embarrassed! (To be continued.) )