The original owner of the body was a complete otaku. In addition to magic, there was also magic in his consciousness. He had very little knowledge in other aspects, and as for what he usually eats every day, he had no memory at all.
The first little loli that Fang Tian saw when he woke up was named Ivy, the daughter of group leader Owen.
Fang Tian knew from Xiao Ivy that there are two meals a day here, breakfast is around nine to ten in the morning, and dinner is around six in the evening. As for lunch...
Sorry, there is no concept of lunch 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 yard of the mercenary regiment compound, a group of people from five to six years old
Children ranging in age from fourteen to fifteen were surrounding Fang Tian.
Magic apprentices are very magical existences in the eyes of these children. Fang Tian established his leadership position among them without saying a word. (Laughs)
"Bread, and broth." Little Ivy said.
Several children had begun to drool, and a five or six-year-old girl standing next to little Ivy began to suck her fingers.
"Is that what you had in the morning?"
"Yes." It wasn't little Ivy who answered this time.
Fang Tian sighed. In fact, the nutritional value of black bread and broth is still guaranteed. But the taste of the broth and the texture of the black bread are really unflattering.
"Brother Fang Tian, can you cook?" asked a fat man named Dick.
"Yes, brother's cooking skills are much higher than those of magic." Fang Tian said with a smile, "Okay, let's start cooking now. Which one of you will take me to the kitchen?"
The place for cooking is in the open air, with a simple stove set up with a few stones, and a large pot on it... This is the kitchen here.
Fang Tian burst into tears again.
A few women were chatting by the shade of a tree in the distance. When they saw them, they came over.
After a simple negotiation, Fang Tian obtained the right to cook dinner.
The available ingredients are shockingly simple. First of all, there are no spices or condiments. The only condiment is salt. Of course, it is neither iodized calcium salt nor refined salt, but a very rough salt.
A salt block that obviously contains a lot of impurities.
According to legend, this salt will have a bitter taste and may even contain trace amounts of toxins.
The only cereals are wheat, corn and potatoes.
Wheat flour is black, well, it is the legendary whole wheat flour, the kind that does not remove the bran during the grinding process. In addition, the flour is also very coarse, and some are simply wheat grains that have not been ground.
Fang Tian turned around and looked around, and then saw a stone mill on the side of the yard.
There are very few grains, but a lot of meat. In addition to pork, there are also several large and small animals, including pheasants, wild ducks, rabbits, and others that Fang Tian cannot name.
After looking at the salt, grains, and meat, Fang Tian found out strangely that there were no vegetables! There were no such things as Chinese cabbage, rapeseed, lettuce, celery, tomatoes, carrots, and the like!
Fang Tian asked one of the aunts named Luo Lin. The answer was that the food was not filling and not delicious, so everyone stopped eating!
Fang Tian is about to collapse.
"You just eat bread and drink broth every day?" Fang Tian asked little Ivy.
Several little guys nodded vigorously together, and then one of them added: "And barbecue!"
Fang Tian was completely speechless.
"Brother Fang Tian, what do you want to eat?" Little Ivy asked enthusiastically.
What can you eat? Now I finally have a deep understanding of what it means to be a good woman without rice. However, even if you only have these things, you still have to make them. For example, steamed pork with rice flour.
Steamed pork is a traditional Chinese dish. If cooked well, it will be fat but not greasy, thin but not dry, strong but not old, and tender but not greasy. Of course, to achieve this, you need to be careful about the selection of materials and the heat.
Extremely precise control.
At this moment, under these conditions, Fang Tian would never have such an intention. He was just using the excuse of steamed pork with rice flour.
The broth in the morning was so fishy that it made people unappetizing, so the first step Fang Tian had to do was to remove the fishy smell from the meat.
"Aunt Luo Lin, is there a bar?" Fang Tian asked.
The answer was affirmative.
The wine was put in a jar. Fang Tianqi opened it and smelled it. It should be ale wine. The alcohol content was not high, only about ten degrees, which was expected. In a place like this, the alcohol content could not be high. Even if
On Earth, things like "burning knives" are not found anywhere in the world.
Cut the pork into pieces, put it in water to drain the blood, then pick it up and drain it.
Put it in a large wooden basin, pour wine, add salt, smash some apples and throw them in.
"Dick, you are strong, come on, help me stir them." Fang Tian demonstrated, and then called to the little fat man.
The little fat man was deeply honored to be named. He took the noodle stick from Fang Tian's hand and started stirring it vigorously.
"Aunt Luo Lin, are there other empty jars?" Fang Tian asked, holding the empty jar of wine.
"Yeah, there is."
The next step is simple. Soak the mixed meat in clean water again for a while, drain it for a while, throw half into the wheat flour and half into the corn flour, and roll it as much as possible so that the wheat or corn flour can thoroughly absorb the meat.
surrounded by ground.
Put a dozen or so washed jars, put cut potato pieces at the bottom, and then put a layer of meat and a layer of potato pieces on top in this way.
After stacking them, put them in a steamer and steam them in a pot.
Not long after, several large pots in the yard began to move together.
"Is it delicious?" Little Ivy licked her mouth greedily.
"You'll know soon." Fang Tian smiled.
This way of making steamed pork is actually not authentic. However, for people who drink the morning broth and eat the black bread every day... Fang Tian is looking forward to their performance.
After the water boiled, not long after, the tantalizing and attractive fragrance gradually spread in the yard.
"What are you doing? Why does it smell so good?" Across a courtyard wall, Owen and the others in the main courtyard actually came over. As for little Ivy and the others who had been waiting, they could no longer bear it and stood there.
Beside the cage, everyone's eyes were shining, staring at the steamer like hungry wolves.
Following Fang Tian's prompting, I kept steaming for almost two hours.
By the time the fire ceased, the yard was already fragrant. The strong aroma of meat, mixed with the light aroma of potatoes, wheat, and corn, formed an indescribable aroma that was extremely appetizing.
"Eat quickly, eat quickly!" several children urged impatiently.
By the time the jars were moved onto the long wooden table, almost everyone was intoxicated.
Fang Tian stretched his nose and smelled it above the jar. The smell was very mellow, better than expected. Maybe it's because the ingredients in this world are better than when he came here on earth?
This guess was confirmed when I scooped a piece of meat into my mouth with a small spoon.
It's not sticky or greasy, soft yet chewy, has a rich aroma and a moderate taste, allowing your taste buds to fully enjoy it.
It's great to be in another world! At least the food is not any worse than on Earth.
After closing his eyes and tasting it carefully for a while, Fang Tian sighed with satisfaction. The ingredients here are so delicious. What kind of flavor will it taste like when we collect various ingredients in the future and make all kinds of handed down delicacies on the earth?
When Fang Tian opened his eyes, he was stunned by the performance of everyone at the table.
Captain Owen and the others were showing him what it meant to eat a big piece of meat, drink from a big bowl, open their cheeks, and eat fiercely. Little Ivy and the little guys were eating with their mouths full of oil.
Scum; Aunt Luo Lin and the others have a slightly prettier posture when eating, but the movements of their hands are not slow at all!
Until the entire desktop turned into wildfire and no grass grew.
"Brother Fang Tian, you are great!" Little fat Dick wiped his mouth and praised loudly while supporting his obviously bulging belly.
"Yes, yes!" The little guys nodded together and stared at Fang Tian with their shining eyes. It seemed that they had been completely bought over by one meal.
Owen and others exchanged glances, and finally understood what Fang Tian meant when he knocked the bread on the table in the morning - compared with this meal, what they usually eat is pig food, no,
No pigs will eat it!
"Just do this from now on." Owen gave instructions to Aunt Luo Lin and others.
After tonight, if there was still broth and bread tomorrow, Owen would have no doubt that he would spit out what he had in his mouth!