Chapter 93 Snow Hot Pot

"How do you know I want to play like this?" Chu Ange smiled and looked up at Long Chen, his eyes flashing with joy and curiosity.

Long Chen was slightly stunned. Facing Chu Ange's question, he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After a moment's silence, he whispered, "...as long as you are happy." In fact, he originally just wanted to clear the snow so that he could build a comfortable and convenient hanging basket between the two trees for Chu Ange to rest.

Monkey Seven and his friends quickly built a simple tent using animal skins and moved a stone to use as a stool underneath.

Then he went into the woods to collect firewood.

Chu Ange made a fire and boiled water, took out a piece of smoked bacon and cured pork ribs, soaked them in hot water for a while and then washed them, and also soaked some mushrooms.

At this temperature, the water temperature dropped after the bacon was soaked for a short time.

Just as he was about to start cleaning, Long Chen said, "Let me wash it. Are we going to eat bacon later?"

Chu Ange said: "Let's eat something different this time, snowy hotpot." Winter goes very well with hotpot.

When Chu Ange thought Lang Lin and the others would be back soon, he started to stir-fry the hot pot base.

After the stone pot is heated, add the animal oil saved on the road, pour in a lot of dried chilies and spices and stir-fry together...

The pungent smell of chili peppers wafted out immediately. Even Chu Ange, who loved spicy food, couldn't stand the smell and fanned away the choking smoke with his hand.

Monkey Seven and his companions couldn't bear it any more and were choked to tears.

Most of the people in the salt-changing team had eaten chili peppers when they were in the tribe, so they couldn’t stand the smell of this - it was too pungent!

However, after getting used to the pungent smell, it actually became more and more fragrant...

Even if they couldn't bear it, they still looked excited: "This smells so good! It smells so good!"

After the base ingredients are fried until fragrant, add water and boil.

Cold water entered the oil pan, making a sizzling sound, and mist with the incomparable aroma of hot pot base jumped out.

In the cold snow, an unprecedented fragrance suddenly wafted in and lingered for a long time, adding a touch of warmth to this cold winter.

"What are they cooking? It smells so good." The stall owners who looked down on the White Wolf Tribe stretched their necks to look over here and smell.

"I've never smelled such a delicious smell. What kind of food is this?" After smelling this fragrance, I seemed to become even hungrier.

Wolf Forest returns with the hunting party.

The people of the White Wolf Tribe are good at hunting, but not at fishing in the sea.

They didn't catch any big fish, only some yellow croaker, hairtail, squid, and a lot of shrimps, scallops, oysters, swimming crabs, flower crabs, etc.

Langlin felt a little guilty. He had originally thought that he could show off his skills and catch some fresh fish for the envoy to eat, but as soon as they got into the water, they were confused. The fish swam too fast and they could not catch them at all.

As soon as they came ashore, they were mercilessly mocked by the sea tribe: "Look at these wolves, they only eat this kind of food, they are really poor."

"We don't want to catch these little things. They don't fill us up and they taste terrible."

"Starfish is right. They are really poor and useless."

The salt changing team was very angry and rushed up to beat those who insulted them.

Langlin stopped him: "Langjiu, come back and don't cause any trouble."

Lang Jiu was not convinced: "Uncle Lang Lin, they are going too far."

Wolf Forest: "Then go catch a big fish."

Wolf Nine stopped talking and stopped attacking.

Langlin: "Send these foods to the envoy first. Maybe they will become delicious in his hands."

"Yes, just because we are useless doesn't mean the envoy is useless." Lang Jiu was happy again, and the other members of the salt-exchanging team were happy too, and even looked forward to it.

When the salt exchange team returned, there were already many people surrounding their camp.

They smelled the fragrance from a long distance, their eyes lit up, and they quickened their pace: "What did I say? The envoy really invented delicious food again."

"Ange, we caught these prey but didn't get any big fish." Lang Lin handed the captured seafood to Chu Ange.

Chu Ange took a look and gave him a thumbs up: "They are all perfect for hot pot."

These seafoods have been cleaned at the beach and can be cooked directly after cutting.

"Come on, cut these fish into pieces so that we can shabu-shabu them." Chu Ange took out a few knives and handed them to them.

The shape of this knife is very strange. It doesn’t look like a dagger, a machete, or a spear that can kill prey... It is more like a modern kitchen knife!

That’s right, this is the kitchen knife that Shi Yuan made for Chu Ange using the shell of a grub according to the drawing drawn by Chu Ange.

Long Chen and Chu Ange brought back the grubs. When Shi Yuan was dividing the meat and couldn't cut open the grub shells, he thought of using the grub shells to make weapons.

He kept some to make weapons in the tribe and distributed them to the tribe's warriors for hunting. He asked Chu Ange to take the rest to exchange for salt.

Before changing the salt, Chu Ange asked him to help make a few kitchen knives.

When Langlin saw the kitchen knife, he was surprised and said, "Isn't this for exchanging for salt?"

Chu Ange nodded: "Yes, this is a sample, come on, show it."

Lang Lin understood, and called a few other people, and they cut the sea fish into pieces in two or three strokes.

He also showed off his knife skills by cutting the largest sea fish into slices.

"What kind of weapon is this? It's so sharp." A stall owner couldn't help but ask.

Chu Ange took the opportunity to take out other weapons and put them on display: "This is a weapon unique to our tribe. It has been blessed by the Dragon God, so it is so sharp."

"It's blessed by the Dragon God! Can I, can I take a look at it?" The stall owners couldn't wait any longer.

"Excuse me, we have to eat." Chu Ange quickly put the things away: "That's a kitchen knife, used for preparing food. If you want to see it, look at that."

Hearing this, Lang Linxiu worked even harder.

The weapons that were put away were obviously sharper and more suitable for hunting and defense, and the stall owners were a little disappointed not to see any.

Then he became happy again and continued to watch Langlin cut vegetables.

The knives used to prepare food are so sharp and easy to use, so the weapons used for hunting must be even more powerful.

These wolves were easy to deceive. After they finished their meal, they would be killed and given the least amount of salt in exchange for more supplies from them - this was what they had always done.

After the food is prepared, put it in the pot to cook.

The stone pot is very big. It was carved by the salt-exchanging team themselves on the road, just to be able to eat Chuangge brand delicacies.

However, Hou Qi didn't take the blame for them. He only took the blame for Chu Ange. In addition to carrying the supplies, the salt exchange team also had to take the blame for their own mistakes.

Chu Ange gave them chopsticks and bamboo bowls, and a group of people gathered around the stove to eat hot pot.

"Oh my God, this fish looks ugly, but it's so delicious." Lang Jiu picked up a piece of squid and gobbled it up.

While eating, he glanced at the group of sea tribe members who had insulted them before: "It smells so good and tastes so good."

You never thought that junk food in your eyes would become delicious in our hands.