"Little brother, how do you get this thing, and what are these roots for, to make a fire?" asked Anderson.

Roots?

Fang Tian raised his head and looked at Anderson's hand for a long time before he realized that he was talking about bamboo shoots. This is the root of the tree? Fang Tian wanted to cover his forehead and get dizzy for a while. Anderson's statement that bamboo shoots are tree roots makes him dizzy, but what makes him even more dizzy is that Anderson is right.

That's right, bamboo shoots are indeed tree roots!

You can't blame the people of this world for being conservative, you must know that the tomatoes in the dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes were once regarded as a poisonous plant that could only be used for ornamentation for a long time.

What's more, Fang Tian is still from China, which has always been known as a monster on the earth. There, there's hardly anything that hasn't been made into the recipe.

Roots?

Trunks, bark, branches, leaves, flowers, fruits, pits, what should not be eaten?

"This bamboo treasure is treated like those hares and birds, and I'll get this root, so I don't need to go through the water. Fang Tian said, and then handed the basket containing the bamboo rat to Anderson, who in turn handed it to his younger brother.

The brother casually pulled one and the two of them went back to the stream to deal with the bamboo rats, while Anderson and the rest of the brothers moved stones to dig pits and set up pots.

Anderson not only brought the two pots that Fang Tian asked Sharjah to make the day before yesterday, but also brought two other cauldrons.

Both small pots have also been disposed of, and there is no problem with using them.

Then the grill is also put away.

After doing this, Anderson said, "Little brother, how do you get it?"

"Senior, please do me a favor again. Fang Tian turned to Sharjah and said, "Help me get some of the reddish mud on the edge of a river pond when we came on the road just now." ”

"Is this it?" Sharjah contemplated slightly, and then took a small piece of clay with water to show Fang Tian.

"Yes, that's it. Fang Tian nodded.

So, the next moment, about two cubic meters of moist clay were brought over by Sharjah and placed in the open space on one side. "Little friend, what do you want this for?" Sha Jia was extremely strange, he couldn't figure out what Fang Tian wanted the soil to do at this time, and he specifically wanted this kind of dirt that was a bit weird.

In fact, this kind of dirt cube was often played with when I was a child.

This thing is rolled into small balls, dried, and shot out with a slingshot, which is the murder weapon in the world, and it hits the sparrows one by one.

However, of course, Fang Tian didn't want to use it to make small balls at this time. As for what to do with it, I believe many brothers and sisters have already guessed it when they see this.

It didn't take much time for the two brothers to come back and put the processed bamboo rat in front of Fang Tian.

Fang Tian first put salt on these bamboo rats, and then began to clean up the bamboo shoots dug up by the little girls. Some of these bamboo shoots are big and some are small, some are young and some are old, Fang Tian picked out some desirable ones and prepared to use them.

Some chefs are particular about bamboo shoots when cooking game, and pay attention to the "four nos" - no shelling, no knife, no washing, and no visible wind. That is to say, before the bamboo shoots are done, they must be completely impermeable to wind and water.

Whether it is shelled or cut, whether it is washed or seen in the wind, it will make the young bamboo shoots old, and it will not be able to make the very new and tender bamboo shoot taste.

It may sound too harsh to outsiders, but these requirements are not unreasonable.

Of course, the average chef is not accurate enough to be precise with this program, and even many diners do not require this program, just as people do not need to be accurate to the second in many times of their daily lives.

But for many gourmets, it's the pinnacle of experience. A little bit is often a grade off. And one grade worse, there are often many delicious things that are extremely remarkable for ordinary people, and for them they are already tasteless and tasteless.

In his previous life, Fang Tian had not evolved to this kind of Cheng dù in terms of food, he could only be regarded as a small glutton at best, and it was the kind of small glutton that was not very demanding. As for Fang Tian in this life......

Fang Tian, who has eaten tamales for more than two months in a row, said that he burst into tears, saying that as long as it is not too bad, anything is acceptable.

Fang Tian used wind magic to form a thin and small wind blade starting from the roots of the bamboo shoots, removing the bamboo shoots, and then for each one, he found a bamboo rat of the corresponding size to stuff it from the roots of these bamboo shoots, and then closed the outermost bamboo shoots. ,

Then, he used a wind blade to cut up a layer of clay and wrapped the shelled bamboo shoots containing bamboo rats. In this way, one after another, fifty or sixty were processed soon, and there were still a lot of bamboo shoots left, and only two bamboo rats remained.

"Little brother, this ...... What is this for?" Anderson and the others had been watching Fang Tian do this in amazement, and only after he had dealt with this did Anderson ask in great confusion.

"Cook food. Fang Tian said with a smile, and then asked Anderson to fill the grill with firewood and light the fire.

Fresh firewood with water can also be burned, as long as the fire is high. Of course, now that there is the Sharjah brand universal machine, naturally there is no need to bother so much. He didn't see any movement from Sharjah, and the firewood was dried up by him, and it was so dry that it almost spontaneously combusted.

Then the fire started.

Fang Tian lined up the mud sticks that he had wrapped into a cylindrical shape one after another on the grill.

"That's it, we don't have to worry about it. Fang Tian clapped his hands and said, "Uncle Anderson, boil water in a large pot, after the water boils, remove the shells of these roots and put them in to scald for a while, and then stomp those hare meat or something into small pieces with these roots, put them in a large pot, add half of the water, and cook slowly over low heat." ”

Anderson looked suspicious, but he still did as Fang Tian instructed.

"Little friend, these tree roots can also be eaten?" Sha Jia couldn't help it and asked Fang Tian.

"Soon the seniors knew. ”

You can eat tamales with relish, but it would be strange if these "roots" stews were not to your taste. If you don't bite your tongue off, you'll have concentration!

The next thing is for Fang Tian to make things in a small pot by himself, which is specially prepared for Xiao Loli. Of course, everyone has a share of the things when they are ready, but only for one taste.

"Little sister, you go and pick up some of the things in skirts on the ground in the bamboo forest over there. Fang Tian instructed Xiao Loli.

"Is it also food?" Xiao Loli had been staring at Fang Tian's movements with wide eyes since just now, she was really curious. Whether it was the ground rats, or the roots of the trees, or the mud wrapped, they were all things she had never seen or heard of.

"Of course, my brother will make you three fresh soups. ”

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