As the sun sets, there are no heartbroken people at the end of the world, only the surface of Wild Duck Lake dyed red by the setting sun, and the aroma of food wafting from Lotus Island in the evening glow.

Han Cheng, sitting on a stone, was busy here.

In front of him was a large bowl with a lot of stuffing in it.

The only difference is that the main ingredient of this filling is a little special. It is not the usual meat or vegetables, but rice.

In addition to rice, there is also chopped meat and condiments such as onions and ginger.

These things were mixed together.

Han Cheng held a lotus root that was cut at one end in one hand and a spoon in the other. He scooped up the stuffing in the bowl and kept putting it in.

The process was not smooth.

This is mainly because the holes in the lotus root are relatively small, and the stuffing mixed with meat is relatively sticky, so it is not very easy to put food in it.

Many times, you need to use chopsticks to stir it in.

After Han Cheng installed two of these things in it and demonstrated it, he stopped paying attention to it and handed it over to Bai Xuemei, Shitou, Yuan and others to complete.

Han Cheng stood up and walked to a burning pot, and gently pushed the bottom of the pot with a long-handled spoon.

The fish soup was boiling in the pot and had already turned a bit white.

The thing that is most abundant on Lotus Island is fish.

No one knows how many years the fish here have lived, and no one knows whether they have been caught before the people from the Qingque tribe came.

Even if they were caught, it would be nothing compared to the fish here.

This shows how rich the fishery resources here are.

After cleaning the fresh fish, chop it into pieces, add salt, Nande Malazhen seasoning, Wang Shouyi Thirteen Spices, wine, light soy sauce, a little vinegar, and pepper shells pounded in a mortar and stone mortar, stir and marinate.

After about an hour, you can take a nap.

First heat the pot, put some oil in it, fry a few star anise, add some ginger slices, then fry the fish pieces slightly, then add water, put large firewood and stew it vigorously.

Before serving, sprinkle some chopped green onions and spice leaves on it, pour some sesame oil on it, and drink a sip of the fish soup. It is so delicious!

Of course, this is the practice in later generations.

The conditions are limited at this time.

Not to mention the Thirteen Spices, even Wang Shouyi, who made the Thirteen Spices, and his ancestors cannot be found for many generations.

The same is true for Nande seasoning.

Under such circumstances, Han Cheng could only keep things simple, pick and choose, and make do with what he had done in the previous steps.

Han Cheng had drunk fish soup stewed in this way before.

It is somewhat different from later generations, but the fish is really fresh and wild enough, so the stewed fish tastes not bad.

After stirring the fish in the pot, Han Cheng began to make another delicacy - fried lotus root boxes!

Pick up a lotus root that has been cut into two pieces, scoop up a spoonful of the prepared meat filling with a spoon, put it between the two lotus roots, and then flatten it.

After finishing it, Han Cheng placed it in a basin nearby.

There is some prepared paste in the basin.

This is rice flour ground with a small flower mill in the tribe and mixed with water.

Originally, for fried lotus root cakes and other things, it is best to coat them with wheat flour.

Until now, Han Cheng has not encountered such a coveted crop as wheat.

So the only option is to use rice noodles instead.

"Let's start the fire."

Han Cheng said to the witch sitting in front of the pot.

After receiving Han Cheng's instructions, the witch took out two burning sticks of firewood from under the pot of cooking fish soup, stuffed them under the oil pot that had already been added, and then picked up the rest of the dry firewood and put it in as well.

After a while, a big fire started burning under the oil pan.

Han Cheng continued to put the meat filling between the two connected lotus root slices.

When the oil in the pan became hot enough for frying, Han Cheng had already put a lot of lotus root slices with meat filling into the bowl of rice paste.

Han Cheng picked up a lotus root slice with meat filling with chopsticks, dipped it in the rice paste in the basin, so that its surface was coated with a layer of rice paste. Then he picked it up with chopsticks and put it into the oil pan.

He put about ten in at a time before stopping.

Han Cheng took advantage of this gap to continue putting meat filling into the lotus root slices.

After picking up a few, he stopped and used the chopsticks placed on the side to turn over the lotus root boxes that were being fried in the pan.

After turning it over, continue to put the meat filling into the lotus root slices.

Under the effect of hot oil, the outside of the lotus root box quickly turned golden.

Seeing that the lotus root boxes were cooked, Han Cheng used chopsticks to take them out of the oil pan.

It was not placed directly into the basin prepared on the side for the fried lotus root boxes, but was placed into a bamboo colander.

This colander filled with lotus root boxes is placed on a bowl.

After a while, a drop of oil on the lotus root box passed through the colander and slowly dripped into the bowl below.

The purpose of doing this is to catch the oil on the lotus root box that has just been scooped out of the oil pan.

After boiling the oil once, the remaining oil will be enough to cook one dish.

Han Cheng took out the fried lotus root cakes, but he didn't take them out all at once. Instead, he looked at their color.

Moreover, after taking out a few lotus root boxes from the oil pan, a few unfried lotus root boxes will be picked up and put into the oil pan for frying.

When the colander is full of lotus root boxes, he will pour these lotus root boxes that have been soaked in oil into the basin beside it...

While doing all this, Bai Xuemei and the others also stuffed the lotus roots with stuffing. Han Cheng gave them verbal instructions and asked them to put the lotus roots into the steamer.

Then place the steamer on the pot, cover it with lid and start steaming.

Also put in there were a few fish that had been split in half and seasoned...

"Here, try it first."

Han Cheng picked up two fried lotus root boxes and placed them in a bowl. He then took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to the witch who was making a fire.

Wu was not polite. After Han Cheng handed it to him, he took it.

Before the fried lotus root box, I had never seen it, let alone eaten it.

But despite this, Wu knew that this thing must be delicious.

Putting aside other things, just because it is a product of the Son of God, and looking at the meat filling inside it, you can understand that this food carefully prepared by the Son of God must be a delicacy!

Wu picked up a lotus root box with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and took a bite, and his eyes suddenly brightened...

tasty!

It’s so delicious!

What is this called...

Who cares what it's called! It tastes delicious!

Wu simply couldn't stop eating.

"Come and have a taste of this lotus root box.

If you are not afraid of getting hot, you can just pinch it and eat it with your hands! ”

Han Cheng felt more confident when he saw Wu couldn't stop eating after taking a bite.

He immediately picked up a fried lotus root box and started eating it.

I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t eaten these things for a long time, but after taking a bite, Han Cheng felt that they were really good.

Because the lotus root boxes are wrapped in rice flour, they taste a little different from lotus root boxes wrapped in flour, but the overall taste is still very good.

Han Cheng took a bite, and after confirming that the taste was good, he smiled and greeted everyone present.

It is just like in later generations, when a family has fried food, they would invite visitors to eat.

The people around couldn't hold back any longer, and when they saw Han Cheng taking out the lotus root box, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

Seeing that Han Cheng and Wu had already started tasting the lotus root box, and hearing the Son of God inviting them to come and taste it, they could no longer hold back.

They came forward one after another, and each of them reached out to grab one and couldn't wait to taste it.

The hands of the two little ones, Little Wandou and Little Xing'er, were tender and could not stand the burn, so Han Cheng prepared a bowl for each of them and put a lotus root box in the bowl so that she could hold the bowl while eating so that her hands would not be burned.

“Delicious, delicious, really delicious…”

While eating, Shitou gave a barrage of praises.

It's so round and plump, and the food is also praised by everyone. Its eyes are narrowed into a line and you can hardly see its eyes.

Little Pea was sizzling from the scalding, but he couldn't wait to put the lotus root box in the bowl into his mouth.

The lotus root boxes made by Han Cheng received unanimous praise from everyone.

No one expected that the lotus root they had been eating for several years could be eaten like this and cooked so deliciously.

Sure enough, when it comes to cooking food, the Son of God of his own tribe is still the undisputed number one in the tribe!

"Eat less. There will be more food later. If you eat too much now and can't eat later, it will be too late to regret it."

Han Cheng smiled and said this to Little Pea, who had eaten three lotus root boxes in a short time and wanted to eat the fourth one.

Hearing Han Cheng say this, Little Pea, with crumbs on the corners of his mouth, swallowed hard and finally managed to suppress the urge to eat another piece of the lotus root box.

Time passed, and in the burning flames, Han Cheng had fried all the lotus root boxes.

However, the frying did not stop, because there was a large basin of cleaned and marinated fish on the side.

Grab some rice flour and sprinkle it on the fish, then stir it with chopsticks. The fish will soon be covered with a thin layer of rice flour.

Han Cheng picked up the small fish with chopsticks and put them into the oil pan.

The small fish put into the pot soon floated up, bubbling and making sounds.

The fried small fish tastes better than the fried big fish. Even the bones are fried until they are crispy and delicious when eaten.

There is no need to spit out the thorns, you can just chew them into pieces.

It’s a pity that there is no chili powder and cumin powder, otherwise if I sprinkle these things on the fish when it is just out of the pot, the taste will be really great!

Han Cheng thought so with regret in his heart.

But he soon stopped feeling regretful.

Because everyone on Lotus Island can’t stop eating!

These things have become like this without adding chili powder, so if I add some chili powder, won’t these guys eat the basin containing the fish?

“It’s boiling!”

Han Cheng shouted with joy.

Then he used both hands to lift the big lid on the pot.

A burst of hot steam rose up after Han Cheng opened the lid of the pot.

It also brings out a strong fragrance.

"Wow~"

"Wow~"

The two little guys exclaimed in surprise.

Han Cheng dipped his hands in some cold water, and then used a spatula to quickly take the steamed lotus roots out of the pot.

After taking it out of the pot, put it on the chopping board and cut it into pieces very quickly with a knife.

After cutting, it is put on the plate again for the people in the tribe to eat.

"Come, try it!"

Han Cheng greeted everyone with a smile.

Everyone stepped forward and began to taste the delicious food prepared by the Son of God himself.

Han Cheng also picked up a piece and ate it with a smile.

The lotus root is steamed until it is soft and you can pull out threads when you bite it.

It's really comfortable to chew the rice mixed with the meat filling.

The taste is very good.

This kind of food is the favorite of the witch who has lost many teeth.

He ate four pieces of it before he stopped.

"What a sin~!"

The witch, who was full of food, sat on a stone with his back against a big tree.

He reached out to touch his bloated stomach, then thought about the food he had eaten not long ago. He picked up the honey water beside him and took a sip, feeling the sweetness in his mouth. Wu couldn't help but sigh out loud once again.

This is his favorite phrase to say.

Just like he likes to raise and pet rabbits.

Han Cheng, who was not far away, couldn't help but smile after hearing Wu's sigh.

This is how the older generation is. Having experienced hardships, when they face a better life than before, they can't help but feel a lot of emotion in their hearts.

Night has fallen on Lotus Island, shrouded in the hazy moonlight and starlight from the sky.

The scene under the moonlight looks completely different from that during the day.

The wind was blowing gently, and the water in the lake was rippling.

The waves gently washed the beach, making some noise.

Some nocturnal aquatic creatures quietly appeared under the cover of darkness and crawled around on the beach...

…

The leader of the Red Tiger Tribe was lying in a house that had not yet been fully built, staring at the bright moon in the sky with his eyes open.

This is really strange.

This place is so far away from the old tribe where they used to live, but the moon here is the same as that in their old tribe.

Thinking this in his heart, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe didn't even blink. He kept watching for a long time before finally closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Facing this thing that was similar to his old tribe, he wanted to take a closer look...