At this time, Fang Tian had time to hold a small bowl and taste what the bamboo shoot stew in this world tasted like.
The taste is quite good. With extremely simple processing, it is quite pleasant to taste. Even though this dish does not have any other seasonings except salt.
This is the victory of raw materials. Fang Tian sighed in his heart.
For a dish, the chef's credit can only account for 30%, but the raw materials account for 60%. As for the seasoning...it barely accounts for the remaining 10%.
In fact, the more advanced the chef, the less seasonings he uses in the cooking process. With less seasonings, the flavor of the raw materials can be brought out.
Fang Tian heard such a saying in his previous life:
Those who use only salt in the cooking process are first-rate cooks.
Those who only use basic sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy ingredients besides salt during the cooking process are second-rate cooks.
During the cooking process, if you use all the thirteen aromas and eighteen flavors, you are a third-rate cook.
During the cooking process, in addition to the thirteen aromas and eighteen flavors, you also need to use MSG and other things to enhance the flavor. That is not a good cook.
Of course, this statement is very biased, and some only touch on one point without caring about other things. However, the meaning it wants to express is very clear.
But right now, apart from salt, we don’t have anything else to use, even low-grade MSG!
Fang Tian shook his head, took the moonwalk with difficulty, and moved to Sharjah. He still can't walk now, but he can still manage to "move" three or five steps.
Sharjah sat in front of the grill, inhaling and exhaling for a long time, taking deep breaths.
"Senior, what are you doing? Meditating?" Fang Tian asked curiously.
Sha Jia turned his head, glanced at him, ignored him, turned his head again and took a deep breath.
Isn't it? Isn't he smelling the smell of roasted bamboo rat?
It's sealed with thick clay blocks and hasn't been baked for long, so the smell can't come out at this time.
Fang Tian sat down on the long stone strip next to Sharjah, and followed Sharjah's example and took a deep breath at the grill, but he didn't smell anything.
At this time, a little girl named Thea who usually didn't talk much ran over and said to Fang Tian: "Brother Fang Tian, here!"
When Fang Tian saw it, he fainted.
A little bamboo rat was tightly held by her little tiger paws, including its body and neck. It was so tight that it rolled its eyes.
Are all the little girls in this world so tough? Fortunately, the cute little Qiqi is not like this, otherwise...
Otherwise, Fang Tian hasn't thought about it yet, and then...
"Qiqi, what are you doing!" Fang Tian wailed in grief and anger,
Little Qiqi was trotting towards him from the bamboo forest at this time. In her two tender pink hands, she was holding two small bamboo rats with big fangs on each side, squeaking and squeaking.
When the little bamboo rat wanted to turn over, she shook her two little hands hard, and the poor little bamboo rat was shaken down by her again.
Oh my God!
Fang Tian felt that the sky was spinning a little.
"Brother, here you go! Isn't Qiqi awesome?" Xiao Qiqi raised the two little bamboo rats in front of Fang Tian, looking at him with showoff, pride and expectation.
"Awesome, awesome! Our Qiqi is the most awesome!" Fang Tian praised with a bright smile on his face, and tears were already streaming down his face. "Qiqi, come here. There is delicious food here, have you forgotten?
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Fang Tian quickly used wind magic to knock out the two poor little bamboo rats, and threw them into the bamboo basket on the side. Then he put down the bowl, pulled little Qiqi over, greeted Thea again, and sat on the bench together.
On the stone strip.
"Brother, is this delicious too?" Xiao Qiqi sat closely against Fang Tian, cuddled up to him, looked at the grill, looked at Fang Tian, and then asked.
"Of course. Have you ever seen your brother cook anything that doesn't taste good?"
Little Qiqi thought for a moment and nodded vigorously.
Little Thea also nodded.
Of course, this nod was not to say that Fang Tian had "cooked something that didn't taste good", but that he unanimously believed that the baked clay lump in front of him would also be delicious.
So they followed Sharjah's example and stared at the grill in front of them.
After a while, those people, big and small, also came from the bamboo forest. Behind Anderson, the two brothers carried two large baskets. One basket was filled with bamboo shoots, and the other, slightly smaller basket, was densely packed with bamboo shoots.
Holding a bamboo rat.
"Aren't you full yet?" Fang Tian asked strangely.
There was a big pot boiling over there just now.
"Take it back and eat it tonight." Anderson said hehey.
Fang Tian had a hunch that in the next period of time, the food in the compound would probably change from steamed pork with rice noodles every day to bamboo shoot meat every day.
The adults and children gathered together and started chatting. The adults were in a good mood, and the children were even more interested. This day was an unforgettable day for them.
Time passed quickly until a tangy and strange fragrance began to emit.
"Why does it smell so good?" Butler Pierre sniffed suddenly, then walked to the grill and looked up and down, as if trying to find out why the smell was so strong.
But obviously, as a native, he was destined to achieve nothing in such a short period of time.
"Brother Fang Tian, are you okay?" Several little guys were eager to get ready, and little Dick asked Fang Tian.
"It's almost done. Senior, do me a favor and put out the fire." Fang Tian used elemental sensing and found that it was almost done, so he said to Sha Jia.
In fact, he can also extinguish the fire, but he can't do it yet by directly extinguishing the fire silently through the elements.
So, a fourth-level magic apprentice is really a scumbag.
Sharjah nodded, and the next moment, the fire that was burning brightly on the grill was extinguished without any warning, completely extinguished.
But it was obvious that at this time, no one present, big or small, paid any attention to this. It seemed that to them, this was really not worth mentioning.
"Brother Fang Tian, can we eat it?" Little Dick rubbed his hands and asked impatiently.
"This dish is called 'Popeye'. Do you see the water here? Come on, little sister, little Ivy, little Dick, oh, and our cutest little Qiqi, come on, everyone.
Get up." Fang Tian called all the little guys present one by one, "Wet your hands with water, then each person picks up a piece of mud and smashes it against a stone, a tree segment or a tree. Remember,
Whoever uses the most effort will have the most delicious food."
Fang Tian said with a smile. He had used wind spells to blow the mud blocks on the grill carefully, and the temperature of the surface layer dropped greatly to ensure that they would not be scalded. Moreover, some of the mud blocks inside
He opened his mouth everywhere, all he had to do was throw it hard...
The little guys all became excited when they heard what he said.
Even Anderson and the others wetted their hands with water, and then each picked up a lump of clay that was baked hard.
"One, two, three, come on, throw it!" Fang Tian counted and then shouted loudly.
The next moment, there was a burst of snapping sounds on the ground, trees, and rocks.
The next moment, as everyone was looking forward to it, a strange fragrance that was so strong that it could twist their noses suddenly burst out in this small area.