Author: March

Zhao Si's excellent shooting skills made it seem that there was a deep gap between the two. However, with Wang Li's temperament, the gap only lasted for a moment. He then said with a smile on his face: "Good! In this way, today,

It’s a real treat!”

Zhao Si and Wang Li went on a safari not just for hunting, but also wanted to have a game hotpot.

We even brought soy sauce, vinegar, ointment, chili pepper, various seasonings, and a copper pot, all packed in the bag.

Wang Li and Zhao Si, each with a bow, moved separately. Zhao Si went to the east, and Wang Li led two big yellow dogs to the west.

Zhao Si was addicted to extreme sports in his last life, and had survived in the wild several times. In this life, he was overseas and had good shooting skills. Hunting was indeed a piece of cake for Zhao Si.

In about an hour, Zhao Si returned with a full load of prey.

A millet, two hares, and a mountain deer.

But Wang Li has yet to be seen.

Zhao Si was not in a hurry, but looked for edible wild vegetables and mushrooms nearby.

At this time, the wild forests were unexplored, and Zhao Si found a lot of them in a short time.

Wang Li still didn't come back, so Zhao Si simply took the Qin sword and skinned the prey by the river, bled it, disemboweled it, and disposed of the prey.

The blood dyed the river water red, attracting a lot of small fish and shrimps. Zhao Si had quick eyes and quick hands, and he caught another snakehead fish weighing about two or three kilograms with one hand.

Okay, there are too many ingredients, so I just knock the snakehead fish unconscious, scrape off the scales, and disembowel it.

Seeing that the prey had been taken care of and Wang Li had not returned yet, Zhao Si simply made a stove by the river. It was very easy to build an earthen stove. Zhao Si also built a barbecue rack next to the stove.

Hot pot on one side and barbecue on the other, perfect.

As for the water source, the water in the river is ready-made. The water flow in this era has not been artificially polluted. It is purely natural, a little sweet, non-toxic and harmless...what a ghost.

No matter how pure it is, it has to be boiled and drunk. Being pure means that parasites are also pure. In this era, getting parasites is a very fatal thing.

However, there is definitely no problem in boiling water without artificial chemical contamination and drinking it directly.

Light the flame skillfully, place the copper pot on it, add the beef fat, wait until it melts, add the minced onion and garlic at the right time and stir-fry until fragrant, then add the dried chili... add water, and add the beef bones brought in advance

.Put in the freshly picked mountain mushrooms, and within a few moments the heat will rise and the aroma will come.

The black fish and pheasant on the other side were also processed by Zhao Si, ready to be grilled on the barbecue later.

Zhao Si didn't like fish in the hot pot. The bottom of the pot was full of thorns, which made it very uncomfortable to eat.

As for pheasant meat, it is not suitable for hot pot. It will taste better on barbecue.

The staple food is millet and mountain deer and hare that were hunted, and Zhao Si has already prepared them. When eating, you only need to hold the sword and put the meat into the pot yourself.

After he was basically ready, Zhao Si heard the sound of footsteps. When he turned around, he saw that it was Wang Li leading two big yellow dogs walking this way.

Wang Li held a bamboo rat in his hand and leaned over with embarrassment on his face. When he saw the rich prey and the prepared hot pot soup base, the embarrassment on his face disappeared instantly.

Wang Li skillfully sat down and secretly held the bamboo rat behind his back, released his hands, turned his big head towards Zhao Si and said with a smile: "You are really good at shooting with just one step!"

In the face of delicious food, there is no embarrassment that cannot be let go.

"Okay! Eat!" Zhao Si waved his hand, not deliberately making fun of Wang Li, but inviting Wang Li to enjoy the prey together.

Holding Qin Jian in hand, he put a few thin slices of mountain venison into the pot. As the red bottom of the pot rolled up and down, the aroma of the meat floated up in a short while. Wang Li impatiently wanted to taste it, but was stopped by Zhao Si.

Prevent.

"Wait until it's ripe before eating it!" Zhao Si said.

Although game meat is good, parasites and viruses are uncontrollable. Although cooking hot pot meat for a long time will greatly affect the taste, it is still worth it for life safety.

Wang Li did not refute. Seeing that the meat would not be edible for a while, Wang Li sensibly put the snakeheaded fish and pheasant through the cleaned wooden sticks and placed them on the side of the charcoal fire to grill.

Zhao Si had added salt and chili powder to the black fish and pheasant in advance, barely marinating them for a while.

"Sprinkle this!" Zhao Si took out the cumin carefully.

Zhao Si did not bring back much of this stuff, half of it was used for breeding, and the other half was kept by Zhao Si for his own consumption.

To Zhao Si's surprise, Wang Li, a third-generation rich man, had surprisingly good barbecue skills, maybe even better than Zhao Si. Zhao Si was worried that Wang Li would get burnt at first.

"The craftsmanship is good!" Zhao Si looked at Wang Li's skillful turning. The whole pheasant was roasted until it was sizzling and oily, without being burnt, and the skin was golden. It can be said that the skill was perfect.

"That's natural!" Wang Li raised his head proudly.

There are only so many mainstream cooking methods in this era. Eating is not only a knowledge but also an art.

For higher-end banquets, the ingredients are prepared and the diners bake or cook them themselves, adding seasonings according to their personal tastes.

The two chatted and chatted while eating hot pot and barbecue, taking advantage of the breeze by the river and the cool shade under the trees. They were so happy.

On the second day after his recent return to Xianyang, the model worker Shi Huangdi, who had recently lost his appetite and lacked energy, made a special trip to Lantian Camp accompanied by Zhao Gao to inspect the growth of his beloved sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn, regardless of resting his body.

The First Emperor arrived at Lantian Camp and Wang Ben personally greeted him.

Wang Ben also knew that the First Emperor's special trip was unlikely to be for himself, but probably for the three types of overseas grains that his son was responsible for.

Therefore, after receiving the notice, Wang Ben immediately sent someone to notify his sons Wang Li and Zhao Si, so that they could prepare for the summons of the First Emperor.

As for Wang Ben himself, he immediately tidied up his appearance and hurriedly urged his adjutants to temporarily notify all units. No matter whether the First Emperor would see where you were going, discipline and hygiene must be good in all areas of Lantian Camp to ensure that the First Emperor passes by.

There will be no mess anywhere.

This is not flattery, but an emphasis on leadership visits.

After the explanation, Wang Ben hurriedly prepared to welcome him.

The First Emperor did not keep Wang Ben waiting for too long.

In less than half an hour, the First Emperor's troops arrived at the Lantian camp.

"See..."

The First Emperor walked out of the drive and waved his hand. Wang Ben didn't even say anything before he was interrupted by the First Emperor to cast a spell.

"Where are sweet potatoes, potatoes and corn grown?" asked the First Emperor.

Wang Ben didn't dare to hesitate and answered immediately.

"Take me there!"

The sweet potatoes and potatoes in his hand were all bald, but the First Emperor had never seen the growth of these two foods.

This kind of thing is only heard by the ears, and it does not rule out the possibility that Huainan is orange and Huaibei is tangerine. It must be seen to be implemented.

Although Zhao Si had already talked about the shortcomings of sweet potatoes as much as possible to ensure that the First Emperor would not suffer too much of a psychological gap.

But the two crops with high yields per acre were still of extraordinary significance to the First Emperor!
Chapter completed!