Sang Ning twitched the corner of his mouth and asked, "Have you bled the sheep?"
"He bled when he was killed."
Sang Ning understood immediately, which meant that no blood flowed in.
She thought about it and said, "I suggest you don't want this sheep."
It's shameful to waste food, especially in a place like Desolate Star.
But it was shameful. Sonning didn't think she could teach Galsworthy to save the sheep.
The blood was not drained out, and it is unknown whether some of the internal organs were broken during the evisceration. It was not pickled, and now the surface is grilled to the point of charring.
If she were here, she could still help with it, provide verbal guidance, etc. I'm sorry, but Sang Ning doesn't have the confidence.
I have no confidence in myself, and I have no confidence in Galsworthy.
Galsworthy lowered his ears, aggrieved.
"If not, I won't have anything to eat today."
With that said, he stood up and came to the door to let Sanning and others see the situation on his side.
"I'm in the prairie. It rained heavily today and the animals are hiding. Now I can't catch any other prey if I go out."
The implication is that he has nothing else to eat except this sheep.
Before Sanning could speak, Clyde asked her, "Is it really impossible to save her?"
"able."
Sonning sighed and said to Galsworthy, "Take the sheep off the fire first."
"Also, I want to ask how far you want to save the sheep?"
“Enough to eat.”
Galsworthy said seriously, "As long as you can eat it, I won't choose."
Sang Ning breathed a sigh of relief. If it was just enough to eat, this would be easy.
"I saw you have kitchen utensils over there..."
"have."
Before she could finish speaking, Galsworthy quickly took them around the tent. After the tour, Sanning once again had a more intuitive impression of the world's technological products.
Have you ever seen a two-bedroom tent with its own facilities?
Sanning saw it.
This is not a tent. It is clearly a portable house that can be folded into a capsule size and can be carried around in your pocket.
Of course, this is not the point. The point is that the tent in Galsworthy has its own bathroom facilities, you can take a hot bath, and there is a flush toilet.
After seeing his tent, Sang Ning and the others suddenly felt that their house didn't smell good at all.
Emmanuel and the others couldn't figure it out. It was obviously the same batch of survival kits that had been dropped. Why did they grab several but didn't get a capsule tent, but Galsworthy got one?
Not surprisingly, this should be the only capsule tent released by the program team.
Galsworthy's luck is incredible.
He is definitely the chosen one.
Regarding Galsworthy's luck, Emmanuel and the others were envious and envious, and Sonning was also envious, but she returned to normal after a brief period of envy.
"I see you have oil, salt and other condiments over there. How about I teach you how to make boiled mutton or stir-fry mutton?"
Looking at Galsworthy, whose eyes suddenly lit up and his furry ears stood up, Sanning was startled and reminded him, "Let me make it clear in advance that I only teach you how to cook it and eat it. I don't know whether it tastes good or not."
Guaranteed.”
Apart from condiments like oil, salt, sugar, onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, cumin, etc., there are no other ingredients and spices. Even if you make plain mutton, you still need dipping sauce.
If you find the dipping sauce troublesome, you can keep it simple and just use salt and pepper powder as the dipping sauce.
However, it doesn't matter what Galsworthy wanted, and he also destroyed the sheep. In this case, it is good enough to cook it well and eat it. It is absolutely impossible to taste delicious without the mutton smell.
.
As soon as she said this, the light in Galsworthy's eyes dimmed, but then he became happy.
"Okay, thank you Sang Ning. Please teach me how to make it edible. Thank you very much."
"polite."
Sang Ning waved his hand and ordered, "First cut off the outer layer of the sheep and let me see what's going on inside."
"OK."
As he said that, he took out the laser dagger, and with a swish, swish, swish, the knife's light flashed, the surface of the roasted lamb was severely charred to a black color, and the black coat was taken off, revealing the hearty bright red inside.
The meat quality looks good too.
She breathed a sigh of relief and warned, "Look at how much you want to eat and cut off the meat."
"Okay." After Galsworthy responded, he picked up the knife and cut five or six pieces of meat.
The meat was cut from different locations, including leg meat, breast and abdomen meat, backbone meat, etc. Each piece of meat weighed about one or two kilograms, which meant that Galsworthy cut more than ten kilograms of meat.
The cut meat was put aside, and Sang Ning asked him to clean it first. A few minutes after it was cut, the meat began to drip with blood. The dripping blood fell on the white floor of the tent, like snow in the snow.
There are bright flowers.
Galsworthy washed the meat according to her instructions, and then began to process the mutton step by step according to the steps taught by Sonning.
Sonning taught seriously, Galsworthy studied seriously, and the audience who watched equally seriously couldn't help but express their thoughts.
[I finally know where the gap between me and the chef is. I lack a teacher like Sang Ning. 】
[The person upstairs can be said to have expressed my feelings. I remember when my dad taught me how to cook, what kind of stuff did he teach me? He couldn’t explain it clearly and blamed me for being stupid. He would always slap me and scold me for thinking that my brain was damaged.
The meteorite hit me, why can’t I even understand the common language?
He didn’t even think about how vague his teachings were, saying that this and that would be enough. Hearing this made my blood boil. Really, this is my father. If I were to change someone else, I would show off my eloquence.
, so I can’t bear to be so arrogant.]
[Through Sanning’s explanation, I feel like I can cook mutton.]
[My ears understand it, my brain understands it very well, and my eyes watch very carefully, but my hand tells me that it hasn’t learned yet.]
The barrage continued, the audience chatted enthusiastically, Sonning's teaching continued, and the student Galsworthy strictly followed her steps.
Half an hour later, the first pot of boiled mutton was ready to eat.
Sanning tasted it and was surprised to find that he didn't know what breed the sheep was. The meat was very tender and had no smell. Not only that, the mutton also had a fragrant aroma of vegetation.
There were obviously no seasonings, just oil, salt, sugar, onions, ginger, and garlic, but it was surprisingly delicious.
The taste was really beyond her expectation.
When she tasted it virtually, Galsworthy looked at her nervously. After she finished tasting, he carefully asked, "How was it? Can you eat it?"
“Yes, it’s very delicious.”
Sanning gave a thumbs up and said with appreciation, "You are in luck, the quality of this sheep is very good."