Slime tomato fish soup, this is the dish that El plans to make using slime.
Slime's water-absorbing properties allow it to absorb the umami flavor of fish soup and the sweetness of tomatoes, which, combined with the original texture of slime, enhances the taste of the food.
Furthermore, slime releases some of its stored liquid, and that cool, slightly sweet taste should help cut through the richness and enhance the flavor.
"Right now, the only ingredient that requires the most effort to obtain is fish from the river."
He picked up a fishing rod from the corner of the room, a tool he had prepared to increase his food supply.
He had been fishing for several years and was better at it than his father, Carl Wayne.
"Let's go. Today's goal: one fish. Let's try to finish the task within the time it takes to drink two cups of tea."
When they arrived at the river, El saw that in addition to his friends, there were also some villagers there.
Their village mainly relies on growing crops to ensure food, but once the normal farming is done, everyone doesn't mind fishing to supplement their meals.
"Hey, El's here fishing? Want me to give you a spot and some corn?"
As they were talking, a villager skillfully scattered some corn into the water, trying to use this method to create a feeding area and increase the harvest.
"No need, Uncle John. I didn't bring any bait, but we can just use what we have here."
El dug a couple of times in the ground and, unsurprisingly, got some earthworms. He hung them on his fishing rod and cast his line to fish.
"You kid... only you can rely on earthworms. Your luck is truly outrageous."
John didn't say anything more; Al's fishing skills were famous throughout their village.
While others were figuring out ways to increase their catch rate through methods like baiting and using secret bait recipes, El used the simplest and most unpretentious methods.
An earthworm, a homemade fishing rod, sit there and wait for the fish to come.
"That's unbelievable. I mean, your newbie protection period is going on for way too long!"
"Who knows? I'm looking for the answer to that question too."
El didn't know why he was so lucky. He just felt that fishing, like hunting, was easy to learn with a little practice.
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"Splash..."
"They're here!"
Not long after sitting by the river, near John not far away, while the water was still relatively calm, Al's fishing rod dipped slightly.
Immediately afterwards, ripples appeared on the water's surface, revealing that a fish had taken the bait.
Without hesitation, El grabbed the fishing rod and swung it upwards.
"Whoosh..."
A fish that looked as long as his forearm left the river, swaying in mid-air, and was brought to the ground by the fishhook.
"Pat...pat..."
Struggling on the ground, the fish didn't seem to have expended much energy; even after leaving the water, it could still thrash around.
"I knew it... John, calm down, you must calm down, accept the gap, you'll get used to this..."
John tried to close his eyes and avoid looking at the fish beside him, hoping to calm himself down that way.
However, the snapping sound ultimately made him lose his composure.
"What am I used to? Isn't this a bit too big? Why is El's luck so good?"
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