Chapter 57

The braised pork ribs in the pot were bubbling and rolling. Because the pot was large, Yu Sui built a fire outside the house and used the iron pot to cook the braised pork ribs.

White steam was rising from the boiling juice and the big bones, and a rich aroma was spreading everywhere.

Black Rock and Bombur in the house stopped their discussion for a moment, looked out the open window at the cauldron outside, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Seeing each other's greedy look, they looked at each other and laughed.

"This kind of weather is perfect for drinking." Thinking of the taste of white wine and braised pork ribs, Bangbo couldn't help swallowing.

Heiyan pointed at him and said jokingly, "You dwarves just love to drink. Be careful not to get so drunk that you can't get up tomorrow."

Bombur stroked his beard and refused to argue with him. Snow wolves would never understand the bond between them and wine.

According to legend, an ancestor of the dwarves was inspired after drinking a magical wine. He secluded himself in the house for a year and forged a magical wand that shocked the continent. It was a gift from the Moon Goddess and is still treasured by the church.

Then Xu came back with a few soldiers holding a few big stones in their hands, and happily walked around the big pot and smelled it.

"I knew it was Xiao Yu Sui cooking. I could smell the aroma from far away. I've been missing your cooking skills all along the way." Xu said happily to Sui.

A soldier punched Xu's shoulder and said sarcastically, "You've been eating a lot of barbecue sauce and seasoning powder along the way. Why are you saying this as if you've been wronged?"

Another soldier took a deep breath of the aroma. "Finally, I get to eat Xiaoyu's braised pork ribs. Every time I smell it, I want to try it. And that bastard Notting always comes to show off in front of me."

The sweet bean paste, soybean paste and soy sauce made by Yu Sui were only enough for his own use and were far from enough to provide to the canteen.

So no one else in the tribe had ever tasted these sauces. Even the barbecue sauce was the first time they tasted it on the way out to trade.

It just so happened that Notting and Ashan loved to show off, and because of this they didn't learn their lesson even after being beaten up several times, which made them very resentful.

The houses provided by the Minotaur all had fireplaces, and everyone put firewood inside and lit them after moving in.

In addition, orcs are relatively cold-resistant, so the windows are all cracked.

This caused the aroma of Yu Sui's braised pork ribs to penetrate into the house through their window and straight into their nostrils.

How could the orcs, whose cooking skills were very simple, resist this temptation? Those who were nearby opened the windows and stuck their heads out to see who made the food. It turned out that the food was even more delicious than that made by the Tauren.

Those who were farther away followed the smell and came over, but were too embarrassed to ask for it and just stood not far away and watched.

"These braised pork ribs will be cooked soon, you can eat as much as you want." Yu Sui laughed at the jokes of the others.

Under his command, everyone worked together to make a stone mill, and then ground all the wheat into flour for him.

After looking at the amount of flour ground, Yu Sui thought about how much flour was needed to make pies. He estimated that he would keep half of it and put the rest back into the kitchen.

Considering how much they eat, they would need a lot of dough to make the pie.

For fear of tiring the little cub, everyone was eager to help him knead the dough. This is a technical job. Although it looks simple, it takes skills for ordinary people to knead the dough well.

Yu Sui was a little worried about these careless snow wolves, so after thinking about it, he chose Brother Xu, who he thought was the most careful, to help.

Attracted by the food and curiosity, the snow wolves in the Red Grass Tribe let down their guard and ignored the orcs approaching from all directions.

They gathered around Xu and watched Yu Sui teach him how to knead dough. The snow werewolves who were not chosen were still a little unconvinced.

In their opinion, it seemed that Yu Sui's kneading of dough was very simple every time. Isn't it just adding some water to the flour and kneading it into a dough?

After washing his hands, Xu began to knead the dough under the instruction of Sui.

After Xu got the hang of it, the others realized the difficulty. The first time Xu kneaded the dough, his hands were covered in flour, and it was sticky and he couldn't get it off.

The dough in the bowl was difficult to knead together. Fortunately, Yu Sui controlled the amount of water, otherwise it would be just like the first time Yu Sui messed with flour as a child. He added too much water and too much flour, and finally made a big ball of dough.

Qifa snorted disdainfully, and Xu, in anger, smeared the sticky noodles in his hand on his face when he was not paying attention, and then laughed out loud.

Qi's face turned black and he was about to hit him when he saw the cunning guy pretending to be serious and moving to Yu Sui's side, kneading the dough that had finally taken some shape together.

Although the shape was strange, it was completed after all. Yu Sui found a lid and covered the basin.

Fortunately, the minotaurs have a big appetite and use large tableware, so this basin is just right for them to use for kneading dough.

Otherwise, with the size of the basins he had in his previous life, he would have to line up for the basins used to feed these snow wolves.

Seeing that Qi was in a bad mood, Yu Sui guessed that his self-esteem was hurt by not helping him knead the dough, so he smiled and pulled him over to learn how to make pies with him.

Qi's ears turned red as he was looking for an opportunity to hit Xu, and Ren Yousui pulled him to the wooden board.

He saw Yu Sui's nimble fingers pinch off a piece of dough and stuff it with meat filling, then his five fingers flew as he wrapped the meat filling with the dough, it was like a performance.

"Brother Qi?" Yu Sui was holding up the wrapped dough and waving it in front of Qi's eyes. Why was he stunned? Did he think it was too difficult?

"I know how to do it, I know how to do it, let me do it!" A snow werewolf warrior came to the chopping board eager to try.

"I can do that too!"

This seems to be much simpler than kneading dough. Several snow wolves gathered around and looked at Yu Sui with expectant eyes.

They were all urged to wash their hands, and Yu Sui did not refuse. After all, the pie would be best if it was well wrapped. Even if the wrapper was broken and some of the filling showed through, it would still be delicious when baked.

There were a few more people who wanted to beat him up, and they stared at the group of guys with unfriendly eyes.

But they were all immersed in the joy of being able to make pies by themselves, and no one noticed his vicious look. Only Xu squatted beside them with a gloating look.

A piece of soft dough was suddenly stuffed into his hand. Qi lowered his head and saw the cub's eyes curved with smile.

"I'll wrap it again, Brother Qi, please take a look." Yu Sui also grabbed a piece of dough and wrapped another one.

Qi's irritable mood seemed to be blown away by the breeze, and he calmed down. He and the cub learned to stuff meat into the dough.

The hands that were so powerful when dealing with monsters became helpless when faced with soft dough and meat filling.

After barely sticking the meat filling to his mouth, it formed an ugly lump in his hand, and Qi put it on the chopping board embarrassedly.

It was rare to see Qi like this, and Yu Sui found it very novel.

The weather outside was cold and Yu Sui was afraid that the dough would freeze, so he quickly found a wooden stick and rolled the wrapped dough into pancakes.