However, because of the special taste of mushrooms, they taste like meat.

A very strong mushroom aroma will explode in the mouth, and the teeth bite into the crispy, tender mushroom meat, with a slightly sweet aftertaste, very delicious.

Handmade wild mushroom fried dumplings are a dish that almost everyone applauds.

The dumplings are plump and round, and the filling inside is a mixture of black pork and wild mushrooms raised in the space, giving them the rich aroma that is unique to mushrooms. To put it mildly, this is a magical dumpling that even people who don't usually like dumplings can fall in love with it.

The dish is made with tender shiitake mushrooms and fresh magnolia cabbage, and there are no condiments added to it other than salt.

Extremely simple cooking techniques, extremely simple seasoning condiments, but the most original, simple and simple deliciousness.

And the morels in the golden soup are just as delicious.

The taste of the golden broth wrapped in morels is so delicious that you can't wait to bite the crispy morels in your mouth and swallow them beautifully.

However, the tip of the tongue is attached to the sweet and delicious taste, and I am reluctant to swallow that delicious taste so quickly.

Everyone's taste buds, just like this, are conquered by this golden soup morel mushroom with full color and flavor.

"Miss Fengjiao, I found that your cooking level is getting higher and higher!" Qian Mo smiled and gave Feng Jiao a thumbs up while eating.

Feng Jiao smiled: "Actually, the types of mushrooms we picked in the forest this morning are still a little small. I was only able to use some dried mushrooms bought from the villagers' homes to make these dishes for everyone. In a few days, we will pick more mushrooms, and we can make the mushroom hot pot you have been looking forward to for a long time. 123 Literary Network

She just happened to get a set of amethyst casseroles from the harvest system, which could come in handy when the time came.

"Miss Fengjiao, there should be some pheasants and rabbits in this mountain forest, right? If we get some game, can you make it into a delicious meal? Qian Mo rolled his eyes and hurriedly asked.

"There's nothing wrong with that, of course."

Feng Jiao's hometown is in the mountains. The neighbor who lives next to her house, the uncle, is an experienced old Orqen hunter.

The uncle took pity on the early death of her parents and took care of her and her grandfather. When she was a child, the uncle would often deliver game he had hunted to her house.

When she was a child, she ate rabbit meat roasted by her grandfather and stewed wild mushrooms with pheasant made by her grandmother.

The smell of her childhood is still fresh in her memory, but then the country banned hunting.

At least her farmhouse has never sold unhygienic or unsafe game, replacing it with chickens and ducks from nearby farmers and her own free-range.

In the spiritual realm, where hunting is not prohibited, it is also a good thing to be able to eat some fresh, clean, natural and pollution-free game at one time.

After everyone got together and ate this delicious and memorable mushroom feast, they left the space and got busy picking mushrooms and wild fruits in the forest.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Feng Jiao reminded everyone: "It's dark early in the mountains and forests. I think we might as well find a suitable place to camp in advance and set up our tents, so as not to be in a hurry when it gets dark. ”