When the sun sets, there are no heartbreakers at the end of the world, only the ruddy water surface of the Wild Duck Lake dyed by the sunset, and the fragrance of food that permeates from the lotus island in this twilight and sunset.

Han Cheng, who was sitting on a rock, was busy here.

In front of him was a large basin with a lot of stuffing.

It's just that the main ingredient of this filling is a little special, not regular meat, or vegetables, but rice.

In addition to rice, there are also minced meat and condiments such as green onion and ginger.

These things are mixed together.

Han Cheng held a lotus root that had been cut at one end in his hand, and a spoon in the other hand, scooped up the filling in the basin and kept filling it in.

The process wasn't that smooth.

The main reason is that the hole of the lotus root is relatively small, and the filling mixed with meat is relatively sticky, so it is not very easy to put inside.

There are many times when you need to pound it with the help of chopsticks.

After Han Cheng put two of these things inside, after doing a good demonstration, he didn't pay attention to it anymore, and handed it over to Bai Xuemei, Shishi, Yuan and a few others to complete.

Han Cheng got up and came to the edge of a pot that was burning on the side, and gently pushed it with a long-handled spoon against the bottom of the pot.

What was boiling in the pot was fish soup, which had been boiled a little white.

Here on Lotus Island, the last thing that is missing is fish.

I don't know how many years the fish have lived here, and I don't know if they have been caught before the people of the Blue Sparrow tribe came.

Even if they have been caught, they are not even a drop in the bucket for the fish in it.

This shows how rich the fishery resources are.

After the fresh fish is cleaned, it is chopped into cubes, salt, Nande Malazhen seasoning, Wang Shouyi's thirteen spices, wine, light soy sauce, a little vinegar, and peppercorn shells pounded with a stone mortar, stirred and marinated.

After an hour or so, it's time to take a nap.

Heat the pot first, put some oil in it, fry a few star anise, put some ginger slices, and then fry the fish pieces slightly, then add water, put a large firewood and simmer vigorously.

When it comes out of the pot, sprinkle a little chopped green onion, spice leaves, and pour some small grinding oil, and drink a bite of fish soup, not to mention how delicious it is!

Of course, this is the practice in later generations.

Conditions are limited at this time.

Don't say it's thirteen incense, even Wang Shouyi, who made thirteen incense, and how many generations you count, can't be found.

The same goes for South German spices.

In such a situation, Han Cheng can only be simple, on top of the previous steps, picking and choosing, and forcibly making do.

The fish soup stewed like this was drunk by Han Cheng before.

It's a little different from later generations, but it's better because the fish is really delicious and wild enough, so the stewed fish doesn't taste bad.

After stirring the fish in the pot, Han Cheng began to make another delicacy - fried lotus root box!

Pick up a two-slice lotus root with a knife, scoop up a spoonful of the meat filling, sandwich it between the two lotus roots, and then flatten it.

After making it, Han Chengcheng put it in a basin on the side.

Inside the basin was some paste.

This is made by grinding rice flour from a small flower mill in the tribe and adding water.

Originally, fried lotus root boxes and other things, the flour wrapped in wheat on the outside was the best.

Until now, Han Cheng has never encountered such a coveted crop as wheat.

Therefore, it can only be replaced with rice noodles.

"Let's start the fire."

Han Cheng said to Wu who was sitting in front of the pot.

After receiving Han Cheng's instructions, Wu took out two firewood sticks from under the pot where the fish soup was boiling, filled them under the oil pot that had been added to the oil, and picked up the rest of the dry firewood and put it into it together.

After a while, a fire was already burning under the oil pot.

Han Cheng continued to sandwich the meat filling between the two lotus root slices that were connected together.

By the time the oil in the pot became hot and things could be fried, the basin with rice paste had already been put into the lotus root slices with meat filling by Han Cheng.

Han Cheng picked up a lotus root with meat filling with chopsticks, soaked it in the rice cereal in the basin, and after coating its surface with a layer of rice cereal, he used chopsticks to hold it and put it into the oil pot.

I put about ten in it before I stopped.

Han Cheng took advantage of this gap and continued to stuff the meat into the lotus root slices.

After clipping a few, he stopped and flipped through the lotus root box that was frying in the pot with the chopsticks placed on the side.

After turning over, then add the minced meat to the lotus root slices.

Under the action of hot oil, the outside of the lotus root box quickly turns golden.

Seeing that the lotus root box was cooked, Han Chengcheng used chopsticks to take it out of the oil pot.

Instead of putting it directly into the basin prepared on the side for the fried lotus root box, it was placed in a bamboo fence.

This is a fence with a lotus root box and placed on a bowl.

After a while, a drop of lotus root with oil on the top of the box slowly dripped through the fence and slowly dripped into the bowl below.

The purpose of this is to catch the oil on the lotus root box that was just fished out of the oil pot.

After the oil once, the oil received in this way can almost be fried for a meal.

Han Cheng sandwiched the fried lotus root box outside, not all at once, but to see the color.

Moreover, after taking out a few lotus root boxes from the oil pan, a few unfried lotus root boxes will be picked up again and fried in the oil pan.

When the hedge is full of lotus root boxes, he pours the oiled lotus root boxes into the basin next to them......

While doing this, Bai Xuemei and the others also filled the lotus roots, and Han Chengcheng commanded them in language and asked them to put these lotus roots into the steamer.

Then place the steamer basket on the pan, close the lid and start steaming.

Along with it, there are a few fish that have been opened in two batches from the middle and have already been seasoned......

"Here, try it first."

Han Cheng picked up the two lotus root boxes that had been fried, put them in a bowl, brought a pair of chopsticks, and handed them to Wu who was burning the fire there with a smile.

Wu was not polite, after Han Cheng handed it over, he took it over.

I had never seen it before, let alone eaten it.

But despite this, Wu knew that this thing must be delicious.

Not to mention the rest, just because it is produced by the Son of God, and if you look at the meat filling in it, you can understand that this kind of food carefully made by the Son of God must be a delicacy!

Wu picked up a lotus root box with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and bit it, and his eyes brightened all of a sudden......

Delicious!

It's so delicious!

What is this called......

What's the name! Anyway, it's delicious!

Witch eating can't stop at all.

"Come and try it, and see how this lotus box is.

If you are not afraid of hot hands, you can eat it directly with your hands! ”

After Han Cheng saw Wu go down, he couldn't stop eating, and he had confidence in his heart.

Immediately, I picked up a fried lotus root box and began to eat it.

I don't know if it's because I haven't eaten these things for too long, but after this bite, Han Cheng really feels very good.

Because the lotus root box is wrapped in rice noodles, there are some differences between it and the lotus root box wrapped in flour, but the overall taste is still very good.

Han Cheng took a bite and after confirming that the taste was okay, he greeted everyone present with a smile.

Just like in the later generations, when there were fried things in the house, the family invited the people who came to the door to eat.

The people on the side couldn't help it, and when they saw Han Cheng take out the lotus root box, they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

At this time, seeing that Han Cheng and Wu Du had already begun to taste the lotus root box, and hearing Shenzi beckoning himself and others to come and taste it, they suddenly couldn't bear it anymore.

They all stepped forward, and one of them reached out and pinched one and couldn't wait to taste it.

Little Pea and Little Apricot have tender hands and can't help but burn, Han Chengcheng got a bowl for each of them, got a lotus root box and put it in the bowl for her to eat with the bowl, so that her hands would not be hot.

"Delicious, delicious, delicious......"

While eating the stone, it was a compliment like a cannon.

The round and round are also full of praise for eating, and the eyes are squinted into a line, and the eyes are seen at all.

The little peas were scalded, and they couldn't wait to pull the lotus root box in the bowl into their mouths.

The lotus root box made by Han Cheng has been well received by everyone.

Everyone didn't expect that they could still eat lotus root like this after eating it for a few years, and they could still make it so delicious.

Sure enough, when it comes to making food to eat, the god son of his own tribe is still the first person in the tribe who deserves it!

"Eat less, there will be the rest of the food to eat later, you are too full at this time, you can't eat it later, but it will be too late to regret it."

Han Cheng said with a smile that he had already eaten three lotus root boxes and wanted to eat the fourth lotus root box after a lot of effort.

Hearing Han Cheng say this, the little pea with the scum on the corner of his mouth swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and it could be regarded as the urge to eat another lotus root box.

Time was passing, and in the burning of the flames, Han Chengjiang's lotus root box was blown up.

However, the frying did not stop, because there was a large pot of small fish that had been cleaned and marinated.

Grab some rice noodles and sprinkle them on the small fish, and then stir them with chopsticks, and the small fish will soon be stained with a thin layer of rice noodles.

Han Cheng picked up such a small fish with chopsticks and put it in the oil pot.

The small fish in the pot quickly floated, bubbling with a sound.

The fried small fish is better than the fried big fish, and even the bones are fried and crispy, and the entrance is charred and crispy.

You don't need to spit out the thorns at all, you can just chew them up.

It's a pity that there is no chili powder and cumin powder, otherwise when the small charred fish is just out of the pot, these things are finely sprinkled, and the taste is really good!

Han Cheng thought with regret in his heart.

But he soon felt no regrets.

Because the people on Lotus Island can't stop eating!

If you put some chili powder in it, wouldn't these guys eat all the fish pots?

"It's boiling!"

Han Cheng shouted with joy like this.

Then he lifted the lid of the cauldron with both hands.

A stream of hot air steamed up after Han Chengjiang's pot lid was lifted.

There is also a strong fragrance that comes out together.

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

The two little ones let out an exclamation of surprise.

Han Cheng dipped his hand in some cold water, and then cooperated with the vegetable spatula to quickly bring these steamed lotus roots out of the pot.

Once out of the pan, place it on a cutting board and use a knife to quickly cut it into sections.

After cutting it, it was once again served on a plate for the tribe to eat.

"Come on, try it!"

Han Cheng greeted everyone with a smile.

Everyone stepped forward one after another and began to taste the food cooked by the spirit of the Divine Son.

Han Cheng also picked up a piece and ate it with a smile on his face.

The lotus root is steamed and the noodles can be pulled out by taking a bite.

The rice mixed with minced meat is really comfortable to chew in the mouth.

The taste is very good.

This kind of food is the favorite of witches who have lost a lot of teeth.

He ate four paragraphs with a face before he stopped.

"Evil yelling~!"

The witch who ate and bent on it sat on a stone with his back against a big tree.

Reaching out and touching the stomach of the eater, he thought back to the food he ate not long ago, picked up the honey on the side and took a shallow sip, feeling the sweetness in his mouth, Wu couldn't help but let out such a sigh again.

It's his favorite phrase to talk about.

Just like he likes to raise rabbits and pet rabbits.

Han Cheng, who was not far away, couldn't help but smile after hearing Wu's emotion.

This older generation of people is like this, they have endured hardships, and when they face a better life than before, they will always can't help but feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

The lotus island, which had fallen at night, was shrouded in the hazy moonlight and starlight in the sky.

The scene under the moonlight looks a completely different feeling than it does during the day.

The wind was blowing gently, and the water in the lake was rippling.

The waves gently wash the sand, making some noise.

Some nocturnal creatures creep up and crawl on the beach under the cover of night......

……

The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, lying in a house that had not yet been fully built, looked at the bright moon in the sky with his eyes open, and watched non-stop.

It's really strange to say that this is also true.

This place is already so far away from the old tribe where he and the others used to live, and the moon here is actually the same as that of his old tribe.

Thinking like this in his heart, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe didn't blink his eyes, and kept looking at it for a long time before he finally closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Faced with this thing that was the same as his old tribe, he wanted to see more......