Chapter 166 Moss Small Fish Roasted

What Fang Tian wanted Sharjah to get was something in the water, and it was something that Sharjah couldn't imagine no matter what. It's not that it's rare, rare, precious, it's ......

The clear water of the stream flows slowly.

In front of Sharjah and Fang Tian, this stream formed by the fountain has already become an incomparably eye-catching scene in Redstone Town, together with the hundred-meter-high fountain, gathering a lot of eyes and interest. And after more than a month of water moistened by the stream, whether it is on the shore or under the water, it is already a scenery to play.

On the shore, various trees, dark green, dark green, light green, light green grass, red, white, yellow, purple, blue flowers are mixed everywhere. At the bottom of the water, long, short, thick, and thin, the aquatic plants are swaggering, like silk ribbons.

And under the shade of some aquatic plants, some large pebbles are covered with a clear and soft little green carpet.

"Senior, this is what I want you to collect. Set up a double row of boats, floating on the stream, Fang Tian pointed to the bottom of the stream and said to Sharjah.

"These bones and skins, eating?" and being promoted to become a magician known as the "important weapon of the nation" will not help Sharjah to be less surprised at this time. Although the magician was not so surprised that he opened his mouth to fit a goose egg into it, the sensational eyebrows and the schoolboy-like tone all expressed his surprise and disbelief.

"Delicious, delicious. Fang Tian said indifferently, trying his best to show that I am a food master.

All right.

Sharjah no longer commented, but asked, "How?"

"Take only the latest sprouts that are new and growing. "Fang Tian told Sharjah about the process of picking tea leaves.

This thing that Fang Tian asked Sharjah to pick, the so-called "earth bone skin" in Sharjah's mouth, in Fang Tian's previous life, had a name that most Chinese were familiar with - moss, the moss mentioned in the poem "A red apricot comes out of the wall".

Because of the growth environment, this thing, most of the time, is not suitable for eating. However, moss grown in certain environments can still be quite tasty when cooked in a suitable way.

The most important thing is what it does. It is said that it has a wide range of effects, such as sub-health, migraine, middle-aged obesity, senile dementia, hypertension, and cerebrovascular disease. Of course, whether it works or not, who eats knows who knows.

If something goes wrong, go to the hospital to register.

When Sharjah had enough to harvest about a quarter of the small fish, Fang Tian called a halt, and the two of them returned to the camp.

At Fang Tian's request, the moss drained under Sharjah's hands.

"Little friend, how do you eat this?" Sharjah looked excited.

It's not just Sharjah that's in high spirits, it's also the little ones. Not all of the little ones who came over were active, and some of them ran out and came back not far away. At this time, Fang Tian's side was scattered around six little hairy heads, four of which were female dolls.

"Brother, can you eat this?" a little girl who was sitting by the big bamboo basket and watching the small fish put down the small fish, ran to Fang Tian's side, and asked.

"Yes, of course I can. Fang Tian nodded exaggeratedly, and then began to raise the fire.

There was a Sharjah-brand firearm present, and of course there was no need for a fire knife. After a dozen breaths, the fire was raised, the pot was hot, and the oil was added. When the thin layer of oil in the pan became softly crackling, under the gaze of everyone, no, one big, six small and seven people, Fang Tian spread out the small green furball that had been wrapped up with magic in front of him and fell into the pot.

When the hot oil meets the dry moss, it quickly seeps in.

In a moment, the green velvet that could all fly away as soon as the spell control was withdrawn was spread on the bottom of the pot. About a minute later, Fang Tian used a spell to roll those small fish and drag them to the pot.

In the crackling and jumping of the small fish, a strange fragrance gradually rose, from light to thick, so thick that the seven people present except Fang Tian couldn't help but sniff violently.

It's a scent they've never smelled before, it's peculiar, but it's attractive, it's a fatal attraction.

Later, even Fang Tian began to sniff.

This fragrance was beyond Fang Tian's original expectations, much more than he expected.

In cooking, there is a saying, "If you want to have a good taste, it all depends on the vegetarian matching", or "If you want to taste good, it all depends on the vegetarian to mix". It doesn't matter if it's a match or not, it's the same thing anyway.

In Fang Tian's original era, some classic recipes were widely known to the public, such as potato roast beef, such as cumin roast mutton......

The right seasoning and ingredients play a role in the main ingredient, sometimes just the icing on the cake, sometimes it is a bit of iron. ,

The same is true for the moss fish grilled that Fang Tian is making now.

Removing some special environmental influences, the moss itself is actually tasteless, and some have a faint bitter taste. However, moss buds, generally speaking, only have two tastes, one is a faint bitterness and astringency, and the other is a rather primitive and simple fragrance.

These two tastes, with the kind of transparent small fish that have nothing to eat in the alpine springs and waterfalls, can only "eat and drink dew" every day, can also be regarded as a perfect match.

And the proof of the perfect match is the unbearable appearance of the few people present.

When it was almost baked, when Fang Tian sprinkled the fine salt into the pot, the fragrance was like a flame that suddenly sprayed gasoline, and it rose sharply. This time, a few little guys couldn't stand it at all.

"Brother, can you eat?Can you eat?" a little hairy head leaned against Fang Tian's side, jumping to his feet with hunger.

There was also a little girl, who pulled Fang Tian's sleeve, raised her little face, and looked at him with blank eyes.

"Hehe, you can't eat until all your brothers and sisters arrive," Fang Tian deliberately teased.

And the magician Lord Sharjah, for great disrespect, directly used a spell to roll a slightly charred small fish, put it in his mouth, chewed it creakingly, and then his face was filled with satisfaction.

How is this bearable?

The little hairy head that jumped on his feet changed from one to two. And the other one, in a hurry, turned around and ran, while running, let go of his mouth and shouted: "Gege pig, hairy vegetables, eat, eat, eat"

His actions alerted the other bean sprouts, and they all turned and ran out, ran to the side of the mountain pass, and put their hands into small trumpets to their mouths and shouted.

Under the amusement of Sharjah, a few small voices were amplified, and then in the distance, several voices sometimes overlapped and sometimes staggered, and they were arranged layer by layer, "Eat...... It's time to eat......"

This echoing sound also frightened a few birds, frightened a few beasts, let how many prey escape under the momentum of natural enemies, and made many predators look up to the sky speechless.

It's just that not long after the voice, a group of scattered footsteps ran eagerly from far to near, faintly, Fang Tian also heard a few stops: "Brother, don't eat early, wait for me"