Lin Feng traveled swiftly and soon returned to his wooden house.

He carefully placed the huge piece of red salt on the ground with a dull thud.

He gazed at the salt mine, which resembled a work of art, his heart filled with curiosity.

He scraped off some red salt powder with a stone knife and examined it closely. This salt powder was fine and dry, emitting a faint, indescribable fragrance, completely different from the coarse salt he had previously tasted, which had a bitter taste.

He stretched out his finger, dipped it in the red salt powder, and put it in his mouth.

The next moment, Lin Feng's eyes widened suddenly!

An indescribable, exquisitely delicious flavor exploded on his taste buds like a volcanic eruption!

It wasn't just a simple salty taste, but a complex one, with a hint of sweetness, a touch of mineral-specific crispness, and an indescribable "umami"!

This umami flavor, rich and lingering, instantly activated all his taste buds, making him so comfortable that he almost groaned out loud!

"My goodness! This...this is salt? This is salt fit for the gods!"

Lin Feng was utterly shocked.

This taste is a hundred times more wonderful than any top-grade sea salt or rock salt he had ever tasted in his previous life!

This is no ordinary salt; it's a top-quality seasoning, a treasure that can transform the mundane into the extraordinary!

He was almost certain that this red "miracle salt" not only made food incredibly delicious, but also probably contained some trace elements that were beneficial to the body!

After the huge surprise came an uncontrollable ecstasy!

With this magical salt, his "culinary career" will surely reach new heights!

He took immediate action.

First, let's marinate the meat!

He took out the game meat he had hunted and stored for long-term preservation, and carefully rubbed it with this red, divine salt.

He discovered that this salt has extremely strong penetrability and can better bring out the natural flavor of the meat.

He believes that the flavor of the dried meat cured with this salt will be beyond imagination!

Then, he thought of brewing wine. He carefully ground some of the red salt into a finer powder.

He decided to add a small amount of this magical salt during the fermentation process of both "Golden Fox Rice" wine and "Frost Fruit" wine to see if any amazing chemical reaction would occur and create a unique and unparalleled masterpiece!

With the help of the divine salt, Lin Feng had even more confidence in brewing wine.

He mixed the cooled "Golden Fox Rice" porridge with crushed "Frost Fruit" in a certain proportion in a large earthenware jar, added a pinch of red salt powder, and then sealed the jar tightly with clean animal hide and rattan.

In another jar, he prepared to brew a pure "frost fruit" wine, also with a trace amount of red salt added.

After doing all this, Lin Feng carefully moved the two heavy earthenware jars to a corner near the fireplace where the temperature was relatively stable, and waited expectantly for time to give them a magical transformation.

Outside the window, the cold wind howled and snowflakes fluttered down. Inside the wooden house, the fire roared, making it warm and cozy.

Lin Feng looked at the two quiet earthenware jars, then at the strips of meat being marinated in divine salt, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Life is getting better and better!

Lin Feng was overjoyed to have obtained the miraculous red salt mine, a joy even greater than drinking a large pot of ice-cold plum juice on a sweltering summer day.

He deftly rubbed some of the meat with red salt to marinate it, preparing it for future smoking and air-drying.

On the other side, the two earthenware jars that held his endless imagination about fine wine were also carefully placed, waiting for time to work its magical magic.

As the wine quietly fermented in the corner, occasionally releasing a faint, sweet, and glutinous aroma, Lin Feng's taste buds, like tender buds nourished by spring rain, began to stir with excitement.

"Just pickling and fermenting isn't enough to satisfy my cravings! I have to treat my precious stomach!"

Lin Feng stroked his chin, his gaze passing through the simple yet sturdy window of the wooden house and landing on the snow-covered forest outside, bathed in sunlight.

The weather was unusually good today. Two of the three strange suns actually peeked out at the same time, their light still pale but warmer than usual.

Lin Feng immediately made the decision: today is the perfect day to start a firework display—let's have a hearty open-air barbecue!

He carefully selected several pieces of the best ribs with a good balance of fat and lean meat from the marinated meat.

These chunks of meat, after only a brief "baptism" of that red divine salt, already exhibited an enticing dark red color, and the texture became firmer and more delicate, as if containing endless deliciousness.

"A good horse needs a good saddle, and good meat naturally needs good firewood!"

Lin Feng chuckled, hoisted the obsidian axe that had been honed to an unparalleled sharpness, and strode confidently into the woods beside the house.

His understanding of this forest is now vastly different from what it used to be.

He wasn't the kind of reckless fool who would grab any withered branch or fallen leaf he could find.

After a period of careful exploration and observation, he discovered a peculiar tree in the forest that he privately named "balsam pine".

This wood is exceptionally hard and heat-resistant. What's even better is that when it burns, it releases a unique aroma that blends the crisp scent of rosemary and pine needles. Using it to smoke or grill food is the perfect finishing touch, adding the finishing touch to the dish!

He quickly cut down several pieces of pine bark of suitable thickness, and then began searching the forest with sharp eyes.

Soon, his eyes lit up as he discovered several small, lush plants with strangely serrated leaves growing in a shady, damp crevice.

He carefully picked a few leaves, rubbed them gently between his fingertips, and a strong, domineering, spicy aroma, similar to the perfect combination of pepper and Sichuan peppercorns on Earth, instantly hit his nose, making him almost sneeze!

"Good heavens! Isn't this just natural spicy seasoning? God has been kind to me!"

Lin Feng was overjoyed and carefully collected a lot of them as if they were precious treasures.

He found another mushroom under the decaying tree roots, its cap a dreamy pale purple, exuding a rich and unique mushroom aroma.

Back in the cleared space in front of the cabin, Lin Feng moved with practiced ease, like an experienced chef, quickly setting up a simple yet practical grill using a few appropriately sized stones and sharpened hardwood branches.

He split the fragrant balsam pine into small, even pieces, piled them under the grill, and lit them with a flint.

Soon, wisps of smoke carrying a unique fragrance rose up and spread in all directions as the breeze blew.

He carefully skewered the marinated ribs with a sharpened wooden stick and placed them over the fire.

The magical red salt, under the heat of the flames, seems to come alive, quickly and evenly penetrating every fiber of the meat.

Golden fat sizzled as it seeped from the meat chunks, dripping onto the burning pine resin below, releasing waves of even richer and more intense aromas.

It blends perfectly with the aroma of meat and wood, forming an indescribable "composite lethal weapon" whose power is enough to make any hungry creature instantly lose its mind and drool.

Lin Feng would also occasionally crush the newly discovered spicy leaves and sprinkle them evenly on the roasted meat, and then cut the precious purple shiitake mushrooms into thick slices and skewer them alternately with the meat pieces for grilling.

In an instant, the complex aroma that blended the crispness of pine, the smoky fragrance of meat, the umami of mushrooms, and the spiciness of exotic plants swirled in the air, an ultimate tantalizing experience for the taste buds!

"Damn it, I wouldn't trade this kind of life for the Jade Emperor's throne!"

Lin Feng fiercely tore off a large piece of rib meat that was roasted until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sizzling with oil. Ignoring the scalding temperature, he eagerly stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew it heartily.

The ultimate umami flavor brought by the red fairy salt, the unique smoky flavor imparted by the balsamic pine, and the perfect harmony of natural spices—the taste is simply indescribable in any mortal language!

The meat is firm and elastic, with a perfect balance of saltiness and savory flavor; too much salt would make it greasy, and too little would make it bland.

With each bite, rich, scalding meat juices burst open in his mouth, accompanied by layers of ever-changing complex aromas that assaulted his taste buds like a tidal wave, sending a wave of exhilaration straight to the top of his head!

"Awesome! That's fucking awesome!"

Lin Feng ate with gusto, his mouth greasy and his forehead slightly sweaty. He felt incredibly comfortable and refreshed, with every pore on his body radiating comfort.

Just as he finished off most of the skewer of grilled meat, smacked his lips contentedly, and prepared to launch a "final assault" on the second skewer,

His hearing, sharpened through countless life-or-death experiences, suddenly caught a faint, rustling sound, like the careful treading of withered leaves.

Lin Feng abruptly stopped chewing, a cold wariness flashing in his eyes. His free hand had already tightened its grip on the obsidian axe, which was leaning against him and honed to an unparalleled sharpness.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze sharp as lightning, and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

At the edge of the woods not far away, a pair of eyes gleaming with an eerie green light stared intently at the roasted meat in his hands and the "delicious" food on the grill that was constantly emitting a deadly temptation, just like a ravenous demon that had been starving for seven days and seven nights.

That's a wolf!

Moreover, it was a lone wolf that was clearly in dire straits.

Its size was only considered thin for a medium-sized wolf. Its gray-black fur was a messy tangle, stained with mud and unknown dirt. In several places, the skin was exposed, and some scabbed old wounds and new scars that had not yet healed were vaguely visible.

Its ear was missing a corner, and a hideous scar stretched from the corner of its eye to the corner of its mouth, making its already fierce face even more terrifying.

Its ribs were clearly visible under its thin fur, indicating that it had been hungry for more than just a day or two.

Nevertheless, a fierce, defiant glint still flickered in its deep-set eyes, along with its most primal and frenzied desire for food.

It cautiously peeked out half of its dust-covered head from the dense shade of the trees, its nose twitching as it greedily inhaled the irresistible fragrance in the air.

It occasionally emitted a very low, suppressed "woofing" sound from its throat, a sound filled with endless hunger and longing.

It was starving, but it also felt a deep-seated fear and dread of Lin Feng, this bipedal creature radiating a powerful aura.