Liu Yu bought a lot of meat outside this time and put a lot of it in the refrigerator. The "meat pie" made by Zhuang Moxing was finally transformed into a real meat pie. No wonder Lingbao was afraid of eating it, and he could still eat it to satisfy his stomach.
After the two of them had eaten enough, their plates were empty and Zhuang Moxing had packed up his things.
Of course, most of the food on the table was eaten by Liu Yu. Lingbao's little belly was so full that he couldn't walk after eating a big pancake.
Liu Yu half leaned back in his chair and sighed once again, Zhuang Moxing is a man worth keeping!
If you can still eat this kind of delicacy in the end times, no matter what else, living for a few days will not be in vain.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in my mind.
She remembered that not long after the end of the world, many areas were cut off from water, electricity and gas. If they wanted to cook, they could only rely on mobile fuel. It would be better to prepare it in advance. Wouldn't her space be able to keep warm?
Imagine it’s snowy in the dead of winter, and when you’re desperate to survive, you take a bite of a hot meat pie or meat bun. Your desire to survive will be instantly aroused, right?
Thinking of this scene, Liu Yu secretly swallowed his saliva, stood up, and looked at Zhuang Moxing who had moved to the sofa to wipe the black sword as usual.
"Zhuang Moxing, water, electricity, and natural gas might be cut off after the apocalypse. Why don't we prepare some food in advance to be prepared for a rainy day? Can you make anything else besides meat patties?"
Zhuang Moxing looked at her thoughtfully for a few seconds, but without questioning her, he answered the main point directly: "I'm good at making noodles. I can make most of the noodles you can think of."
Liu Yu was overjoyed. Zhuang Moxing made noodles and she made meat dishes. With these two approaches working together, the food could help in an emergency.
So she didn't rush to organize the route she had figured out today, and went straight back to her room to use the space, took out a pile of large steel basins, rice, flour, vegetables and meat, and immediately put her idea into practice.
I don’t know if it’s because things have been going too smoothly these past few days, but Liu Yu’s vigilant mind, which was always on, suddenly went offline.
In the weather of July and August, if such a large amount of food is prepared, any normal person would consider the problem of not being able to store it properly, let alone the meticulous Zhuang Moxing.
How could he readily agree to this obviously unfeasible idea?
No matter what the situation was on Zhuang Moxing's side, Liu Yu had already taken out a large pile of materials and exerted great strength to lift up the stack of forty or fifty large steel basins.
When it was effortlessly carried into the living room, Liu Yu's head, which was overwhelmed with joy, suddenly cooled down, and she felt a chill on her back...
She did not show the supplies she bought when she returned home. How to explain the pile of basins that suddenly appeared in front of her?
Thinking about the cause of death in her previous life, Liu Yu felt a chill in her heart, and a bead of cold sweat flowed from her forehead. How would Zhuang Moxing question and punish her...
Kill people and steal treasure? Send them to the authorities?
Just as Liu Yu was standing in the middle of the living room with a pale face and a pile of iron basins in her hands, Zhuang Moxing had already stepped forward and took the things from her hands and put them in place.
"Is there anything else to move?" He asked considerately after placing the heavy iron basin in the corner of the living room.
Liu Yu stood there in a daze, not knowing how to react. He clenched and unclenched his cold, pale fists. "These things..."
Before she could finish her words, Zhuang Moxing gave her a look that said "no need to say more", walked past her into her room, and very neatly carried out the things inside one by one.
The sensible Lingbao also left the table and followed behind his senior brother, helping to move the small condiments.
Liu Yu was left standing there in a daze. Didn’t this man want to know where these things came from?
"Things you can't say can be saved for when you can say them. How long are you going to stand there? Didn't you say you wanted to prepare in advance? Lingbao and I can't handle all these things."
Liu Yu, who was still in shock, suddenly woke up and said, "Ah? Okay, I'm coming!"
Liu Yu rushed into his room immediately and followed Zhuang Moxing's pace to move things out one by one. Neither the big nor the small one investigated where these suddenly appearing things came from.
The three of them tacitly began to busy and enthusiastically prepare the ingredients.
Zhuang Moxing looked at the pile of flour handed to him and thought to himself.
He grew up in Tianyi Temple. There was nothing special about life in Tianyi Temple. The only special thing was that it was extremely poor!
So he knew from a young age what was the cheapest and most filling food, how to make various delicious flavors with cheap rice and flour, and tried his best to find happiness in poverty.
Life in the mountains is very boring. Apart from morning classes and cultivation, there are three meals a day. Desserts and snacks are out of the question.
So when Lingbao was craving sweets as a child, he would make some sugar cakes for him.
The temple was poor, so oil was naturally scarce, so he created his own sugar cakes with less oil and sugar. As a result, the sugar cakes with less oil had a unique flavor.
The light and non-greasy crust paired with the hot and sweet soup was Lingbao’s favorite snack when he was a child.
Zhuang Moxing kneaded the huge dough in his hands, and had already sketched out several noodle dishes in his mind: sugar cakes, meat cakes, meat buns, vegetable buns, flower rolls, fried dumplings...
He thought of all kinds of noodles that were easy to use and could be eaten at any time, and finally selected seven or eight to start with.
After the shock, Liu Yu also began to turn his shock into motivation.
She gathered all the ingredients and planned to make a pot of stew, including braised chicken, braised duck, braised bamboo shoots, and braised pig's trotters. She planned to stew everything that could be stewed in one pot.
Who would refuse a big bowl of steaming hot braised pork rice after a fierce battle?
Of course, doing just this is not enough.
Prepare the marinade and put it on the stove to boil. You can use this gap to cook other dishes at the same time.
The first thing she thought of was naturally meat, as she had been craving meat for a long time in the last days!
But no matter how hungry she was, she did not cross the line and eat the "two-legged sheep".
So meat is her main focus in this life, and no one can harm her internal organs.
It just so happened that she had harvested a lot of pork, so she simply made a few pots of braised pork and braised spareribs, boiled some thick soup and added some potatoes, and it was another delicious dish that would make you swallow your tongue.
The more she thought about the food she planned, the more it became. However, the kitchen utensils and stove were not enough for her and Zhuang Moxing to use together.
The food hasn't even started cooking yet, but the separate pots for boiling water have taken up all the stoves. She sprinkled some cooking wine and seasoning on the chopped ribs, and tossed them to marinate.
He washed his hands and stood in the middle of the living room, hesitating with the tips of his teeth against his lips.
Finally, he shook his head and gave it his all. Everything was exposed anyway, so why hide anything?
He walked to the open space in the living room near the balcony and took out the stove, pots and gas tanks from the space. A bunch of equipment was taken out and occupied half of the living room.
This was not enough. Seeing this, Liu Yu opened the balcony door and looked at the balcony, which was not small in size. He took advantage of the space and placed a few boiler pots on it. He could simmer some beef in the pots over a low fire, which was very nourishing.
Lingbao followed Liu Yu like a little tail, and whenever he could help, he would stretch out his chubby little hands to lend a hand.
"Sister, your ability is the same as the Qiankun Bag that Master mentioned. It turns out that you are also a Taoist, which is perfect! Lingbao is also one! We are in the same line of work——"
Liu Yu, who knew nothing about cultivation, raised his eyebrows but did not refute. He just quickly adjusted the position of his equipment one by one and put them in place.
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