The original owner of the body was a complete house.,In addition to magic.,It's magic.,There's almost no knowledge of other aspects.,And as for what to eat every day.,There's no impression at all.。

When Fang Tian woke up, the first thing he saw was that the little Loli was named Ivy, the daughter of the head of the group, Owen.

Fang Tian knew from Little Ivy that there were two meals a day here, breakfast was about nine to ten o'clock in the morning, and dinner was around six o'clock in the evening. As for the lunch......

Sorry, there is no such thing as Chinese rice here.

So by three or four o'clock in the afternoon, Fang Tian's stomach was already empty. "Little Loli, oh no, little Ivy, what do you usually eat at night?" In the side courtyard of the mercenary group's compound, a group of children ranging from five or six years old to fourteen or fifteen years old surrounded Fang Tian.

The magic apprentice was a very magical existence in the eyes of these children, and Fang Tian established a leading position among them without a word. (laughs)

"Bread, and broth. Little Ivy said.

Several of the children were already drooling, and a little girl of five or six years old standing next to little Ivy began to suck her fingers.

"Is that what you ate in the morning?"

"yes. This time it wasn't little Ivy who answered.

Fang Tian sighed. In fact, brown bread and broth can still be guaranteed in terms of nutrition. But the taste of the broth, and the texture of the brown bread, is really flattering.

"Brother Fang Tian, do you know how to cook?" asked a little fat man named Dick.

"Yes, the level of cooking is much more advanced than the level of magic. Fang Tian smiled and said, "That's it, let's start cooking now, which of you will take me to the kitchen?"

The cooking area is in the open air, with a simple stove made of a few stones, and then a large pot on top...... This is the kitchen here.

Fang Tian burst into tears again.

Some of the women were chatting in the shade of a tree in the distance, and when they saw them, they came over.

After a simple negotiation, Fang Tian obtained the right to cook dinner.

The ingredients available are outrageously simple. First of all, there are no spices and spices, and the only condiment is salt, of course, neither iodized and calcium-added salt, nor refined salt, but a very rough salt that obviously contains a lot of impurities.

According to legend, this salt will have a bitter taste and may even have some trace amounts of toxins.

Among the cereals, only wheat, corn and potatoes are available.

Wheat flour is black, well, the legendary whole wheat flour, the kind that doesn't remove the bran during the grinding process. In addition, the flour is still very coarse, and some of it is simply wheat grains, which are not polished.

Fang Tian turned his head and looked around, and then saw a stone mill on the side of the courtyard.

There are very few grains, but there is a lot of meat. In addition to pork, there are several large and small animals, including pheasants, ducks, hares, etc., and some others that Fang Tian can't name.

After looking at the salt, the grains, and the meat, Fang Tian strangely found that there were no vegetables! There were no Chinese cabbage, small rape, lettuce, celery, carrots, etc.!

Fang Tian asked one of the aunts named Rowling, and the answer was that the food was not full, and it was not delicious, so everyone did not eat vegetables!

Fang Tian was about to collapse.

"You just eat bread and drink broth every day?" Fang Tian asked Little Ivy.

Several of the little ones nodded vigorously together, and then one of them added, "And the barbecue!"

Fang Tian was completely speechless.

"Brother Fang Tian, what do you want to eat?" little Ivy asked with great interest.

What can I do to eat? What is called a good woman's difficulty in cooking without rice, Fang Tian finally has a deep understanding now. However, even if there are only these things, there is still something to be done. For example, tamales.

Steamed pork is a traditional Chinese dish, if done well, fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood, strong but not old, tender but not minced. Of course, to achieve this point, it is necessary to have a very precise grasp of the selection of materials and the heat.

At this moment, under such conditions, Fang Tian would never have such an attempt. He's just borrowing a shelf of tamales.

The broth in the morning was fishy, so the first step Fang Tian had to do was to remove the meat from the fish.

"Aunt Rowling, is there a bar?" Fang Tian asked.

The answer was in the affirmative.

The wine was in the jar, Fang Tianqi opened it, smelled it, it should be ale wine, the degree is not high, about ten degrees, which is also expected. In such a place, the alcohol content cannot be high. Even on Earth, things like "burning knives" don't exist anywhere in the world.

Cut the pork into cubes, pour the blood in the water, then scoop it up and drain it.

Put it in a large wooden basin, pour the wine, put the salt, pat some apples and throw them in.

"Dick, you have a lot of strength, come, help me stir them. Fang Tian demonstrated, and then beckoned to the little fat man. ,

The little fat man who was named was deeply honored, took the noodle stick in Fang Tian's hand, and stirred it vigorously.

"Aunt Rowling, are there any other empty jars?" asked Fang Tian holding the jar where the empty wine was poured.

"Well, there is. ”

The next step is simple, soak the stirred meat in water again for a while, drain it for a while, throw half of it into the wheat flour, half into the corn flour, and roll it as hard as possible to let the wheat or corn flour completely surround the meat pieces.

In the dozen or so jars that have been washed, the cut potato pieces are placed at the bottom, and then the meat and potato pieces are stacked on top of each other.

After the stack is placed, put it in the steamer and steam it in the pot.

After a while, several cauldrons in the yard moved together.

"Is it delicious?" little Ivy licked her lips a little greedily.

"You'll find out soon. Fang Tian smiled.

This kind of tamales is actually not authentic. But for the one who drinks that broth in the morning and nibbles on that brown bread every day...... Fang Tian was looking forward to their appearance.

After the water boiled, it didn't take long for the pungent fragrance to gradually spread in the courtyard.

"What are you doing, how can it be so fragrant?" Through a courtyard wall, Owen in the main courtyard actually came over, and as for the little Ivy who had been waiting, they couldn't help it for a long time, standing by the cage, their eyes shining one by one, staring at the steamer like a hungry wolf.

Under Fang Tian's prompting, it has been steaming for almost two full hours.

By the time of the ceasefire, the courtyard was already smelly. The rich aroma of the meat, mixed with the light aroma of potatoes, wheat and corn, forms an indescribable aroma that is extremely appetizing.

"Hurry up, eat quickly!" several children urged impatiently.

By the time the altar was brought up to the long wooden table, almost everyone was intoxicated.

Fang Tian stretched out his nose and sniffed it above the altar, the taste was very mellow, better than expected. Maybe it's because the ingredients in this world are better than when he came here?

When a piece of meat was scooped into his mouth with a small spoon, this suspicion was confirmed.

It is not sticky or greasy, fluffy and firm, with a rich fragrance and moderate taste, so that the taste buds can be fully enjoyed.

At least the diet is no worse than on Earth.

After closing his eyes and savoring the meeting, Fang Tian sighed with satisfaction. The ingredients here are so delicious, what kind of flavor will it be when we collect all kinds of ingredients and make them the same as all the world's delicacies?

When Fang Tian opened his eyes, he was stunned by the expressions of everyone on the table.

Captain Owen and the others are showing him what it means to eat a large piece of meat, drink in a big bowl, and open their cheeks, which is called a fierce eating; little Ivy and the little ones are eating one by one with their mouths full of grease; and Aunt Rowling, the posture of eating is a little better, but the movements in their hands are not slow at all!

Until the whole table turned into a wildfire, and no grass grows.

"Brother Fang Tian, you are amazing!" the little fat man Dick wiped his mouth and praised loudly while holding his obviously bulging belly.

"That's it, that's it!" The little ones stared at Fang Tian with shining eyes, and it seemed that they had completely bought them with one meal.

Owen and some of them exchanged glances, and finally knew what it meant when Fang Tian knocked the bread on the table in the morning - compared to this meal, the ones they usually ate were pig food, no, pigs didn't eat it!

"Let's do it from now on. Owen instructed Aunt Rowling.

After tonight, if tomorrow is still broth with bread, Owen has no doubt that he will spit out what he has eaten in his mouth!

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