Jiulang and Hutou came over in the afternoon, and then went back and forth with Lin Bei, although the degree was fast, it was almost dark at this time.

The two stared at Lin Bei diligently, and the tiger head touched his stomach, Lin Beixin said Dele, I haven't taken care of the food yet, these guys are addicted to eating.

The taste of the chicken is indeed not bad, it is very fresh and tender, this is pure game, but Lin Bei is now eating it every day, so he is already a little tired of eating, but the hunters are not tired, and every time the pheasant meat that is not eaten will be carefully wrapped and taken away, which really makes Lin Bei very incomprehensible, and can only sigh that the ancient people are really very economical.

In fact, although these hunters rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and see a lot of game, but in fact, they don't really eat much, relying on the mountains means that they have less land to plant, and less income, so they have to exchange their prey for home, and they have to save some money, otherwise it will be enough to choke when they are injured, after all, it is quite expensive to see a doctor in any era, and there is no shortage of black-hearted doctors at any time.

So they feel quite good to be able to eat some game here in Linbei, and those who can come to hunt are young and strong, and when they can eat, they can eat happily, and they feel that Linbei is simply a paradise here.

Lin Bei got five pheasants plus a fat rabbit, and Lin Bei had to eat half of these foods himself, because he was eating a little too much now, and he had to eat three or four pheasants every day, but Lin Bei could also go without eating for several days.

After coming back, he threw the wild thing to Jiulang and the tiger head, Lin Bei saw Bian Fuzi standing in front of the wild sour jujube tree, and in Lin Bei's distress, he raised his hand and picked a jujube and put it in his mouth leisurely.

Ni Mei, he didn't want to eat it.

Lin Bei is really not willing to eat these sour dates, the sour dates are too small, there are cores in them, and it is particularly troublesome to eat them one by one, so Lin Bei is ready to wait for the sour dates to be used to squeeze juice or make wine, every day Lin Bei guards it, and does not let the birds come to steal it, how do you know that you can prevent external thieves but you can't prevent internal thieves, Lin Bei can't say anything, otherwise it will look stingy.

Seeing that Bian Fuzi's eyes narrowed when he ate, and he had the intention of reaching out to pick it, Lin Bei hurriedly touched him with his tail.

Master Bian turned around and said casually: "My lord, the fruit you have here is quite flavorful, and the students are happy to see the hunt, don't blame it." ”

Lin Bei didn't hear it, and wrote: "Let's eat first, Jiulang and they made a flower chicken." ”

"What's it called a chicken?" Bian Fuzi said strangely.

"Master, calling the flower chicken is a method taught to us by adults, and it is extremely delicious." Jiulang was diligently disemboweling the pheasant and rabbit: "My lord, how does this hare cook?" ”

Lin Bei caught the rabbit and came back because there was seasoning, this kind of mountain hare is so fat that it is the best to use it for roasting, and with Master Bian here, he can also translate Lin Bei's words.

Bian Fuzi read the words written by Lin Bei word by word: "Remove the head and tail and internal organs of the hare, clean it, cut the meat a few times, smear it with salt and soy sauce, my lord, what is this soy sauce?" But sauce? ”

So there is no soy sauce? Lin Bei hurriedly checked the seasoning, there was salt, the sour one in the bottle should be vinegar, and the other one was in a clay pot, but what was the black one?

Bian Fuzi explained Lin Bei's confusion on the side: "My lord, this is meat sauce, this is ploughing beef, this is Sichuan pepper, this is plum sauce, made of green plums, this is wheat sugar, they gave it to adults, right?" It can be regarded as a bit of effort, Sichuan pepper, plum sauce and wheat sugar are all produced in the Central Plains, but we do not have them in South Vietnam. ”

Lin Bei nodded, then add meat sauce and wheat candy, Bian Fuzi sighed after reading it: "My lord, this wheat candy alone is already worth more than a hare." ”

So wheat sugar is so expensive? Lin Bei still insisted, he had to have a good meal, and Master Bian no longer persuaded him.

The fire is growing, Jiulang and Tiger Head made a simple shelf according to Lin Bei's instructions, using a pine wood to pass between the hares, roasting on the fire, and constantly turning, and after the oil is baked, slowly smear the seasoning layer by layer, although both of them are doing this kind of thing for the first time, it is inevitable to be in a hurry, but with Lin Bei's check, it is probably not wrong, and Lin Bei is not afraid of waste, even if it is baked, then it will be baked again next time, Lin Bei is quite optimistic.

"My lord's baking method is very similar to the baking method of the Turkic people outside the Saiwai, and my lord has been to the Saiwai?" Master Bian is quite knowledgeable.

Lin Bei thought about it, but nodded, he had indeed been there before.

The aroma of the barbecue quickly dissipated, Jiulang and Hutou swallowed their saliva, and Bian Fuzi was also surprised, he couldn't imagine that the food cooked in this way had such a strange aroma, compared with this method, the Han people's cooking method was suddenly dwarfed.

"Don't stop, keep turning, it's not good yet, but the fire can be a little smaller, take your time, and it will be almost in half an hour." Half an hour is an hour.

It takes a lot of time to roast a whole wild animal, especially until it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the pheasant is ready before the hare is roasted.

Pick out the hare and give it to each of the three people, and Lin Bei put two in front of him.

Didiu and Qiqi were calling again, they were calling for 'mother' to feed, and Lin Bei didn't bother to go to the river to get shrimp and crabs anymore, so he picked out a piece of meat and asked Jiulang to tear the meat into tiny filaments, then wrapped it in leaves, climbed onto the wooden roof, and let the two little ones eat it.

"Adults, this is feeding the birds." Jiu Lang looked at Master Bian puzzled, and explained: "The adults don't know where they got the bird, but now it's about to grow up." ”

Master Bian was surprised in his heart, monsters still raise birds? It's really subverting his cognition, it seems that the monster in front of him is really as Jiulang said, with an excellent temperament, looking at the flower chicken in front of him, the mud has been knocked away by Jiulang, the fragrance is fragrant, and it makes people's appetite move, Bian Fuzi added another sentence in his heart: "It's good food." ”

At this time, Master Bian already recognized Lin Bei, because good food is not bad in the hearts of many people, whether it is a human or a demon.

When the roast rabbit was finally roasted, Bian Fuzi tasted a piece and almost swallowed his tongue, and the Han Dynasty people who were used to cooking ate this kind of roasted food again, and they really felt that it was the top food in the world, Jiulang and the tiger head were even more unbearable, Lin Bei was very generous, and divided the hare into four parts, so that the three of them ate enough at one time.

It's a pity that there is no wine, otherwise everyone talks about life, talks about ideals, or sits and talks, then life is too perfect.

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