◎Methods for preserving meat◎
Warren held his breath, looked at the line of [Random Card Rewards], and poked the Demon King's Crown hard: "Open the card reward now!"
Before he finished speaking, the achievement interface in front of him gradually faded, and cards of different colors fluttered and flashed, forming an alternative card storm. After a long time, a card flashing white light finally flew out of the storm, passed through the illusory system interface, landed in Warren's palm, and turned into a solid entity.
[The fragrance of wax is fragrant during the New Year
Quality R
Type Spring Festival Linkage Card (Currently 1/7 collected)
Use this card to obtain the method of making smoked bacon
Card introduction: On New Year's Eve, in addition to dumplings, you also have to eat bacon! ]
Warren picked up the card and studied the card description carefully, looking very confused.
...What is the Chinese New Year? What is New Year's Eve? Is this dumpling the food that the system mentioned before, which is eaten with vinegar?
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He activated the card, and suddenly a bustling street scene with thousands of lights appeared before his eyes. Red lanterns were hung on the doors of every household, and people wrote the word "Fu" and posted couplets in a joyful manner. There were lion and dragon dances, firecrackers rang, and fireworks bloomed in the night sky.
It was not until the cool tears fell on the back of his hand that Warren realized that his eyes had been wet without him noticing. He shook his head vigorously, not understanding where the deep sadness in his heart came from, so he decisively ignored it and continued to concentrate on the cards.
At this point, the picture has passed the street scene, through the tall buildings and the jubilant stage, and is fixed on an ordinary wooden table. A plate of steamed bacon that is braised to be soft and tender is served on the table. Following the pair of hands that serve the dish, looking up, I see a little boy wearing a fluffy coat.
The camera turns again, and the little boy is hopping and skipping beside his grandmother, holding the dog in the yard, and watching his grandmother hang bunches of bacon on the rack amid the clucking of hens. The grandmother is old and walks shakily, but the arm holding the little boy's arm to prevent him from falling is particularly stable.
Grandma said: "This is smoked bacon, a tradition of celebrating the Spring Festival in our hometown. A long time ago, our ancestors relied on this method to preserve food and prevent meat from spoiling so that they could survive the winter smoothly..."
Warren listened to the explanation of the cards very carefully.
The large amount of food obtained from hunting needs to be stored. Logically, this card is what he urgently needs right now. However, after listening to the production process of smoked bacon, he was left with countless small question marks in his mind.
What is salt? What is liquor? How can he get branches for smoking meat in this barren land where even grass doesn't grow tall?
Warren sighed helplessly.
Obviously, it is absolutely impossible to replicate smoked bacon one-to-one at present.
However, this card did bring Warren a different kind of inspiration—perhaps he could also organize such a ceremonial and lively festival in the Demon Realm?
Compared with ordinary dinner parties, this kind of festival obviously enhances cohesion much more.
Warren put the card back into the system, thinking that he would have time to study the contents of the card frame by frame. He yawned, and the excitement of getting the new card gradually faded, and he fell asleep.
When he got up the next day, he was still thinking about the preservation of meat. During breakfast, he asked the familiar Lear, "How is the food in our granary stored?"
As the butler of the familiar demon, Lier was the direct manager of the granary and was very familiar with this. He immediately straightened his back and regarded this as a test from the demon king:
"The food hunted by the army will be immediately transported back to the granary. It will be identified and passed by the magic array at the granary door to keep the food. Every time the food is extracted, the magic steward's handprint is required to ensure that it will not be stolen by other demons."
"Don't worry, my king. The magical protection around the granary is strong, second only to the Demon King's Treasury - uh -"
Having said that, he suddenly remembered the theft of the Demon King's treasury, and was suddenly stuck.
He actually did seriously investigate the reasons for the theft of the Demon King's treasury, but anyone who could destroy the magic circle around the Demon King's treasury with ease should be at least as powerful as the Demon King. Lill racked his brains but couldn't guess who could have such power and steal some treasures quietly.
"I know what you mean," Warren waved his hand, signaling him to relax, and expressed his question more clearly, "How many days can the meat in our granary be stored? Is there any way to prevent food spoilage?"
Lil scratched his ear. Although he had never heard of the word "corruption", he could roughly guess what the Demon King meant by combining the context: "According to the score, the Fire Snake can generally be kept for ten days, the Roasted Chicken can be kept for about five days, and the Lava Slime will not go bad for half a year unless it is crushed. Don't worry, King. We will cut off the corrupted parts directly and will not eat the rotten meat."
Warren nodded thoughtfully.
Although there is no means of preservation, the shelf life of meat in the Demon Realm is much longer than that of the world shown on the cards. Perhaps this is because of the magic power hidden in the bodies of Warcraft.
Anyway, there was no effective solution at the moment, so he didn't ask any more questions. He had a simple breakfast and went to the military camp. At this time, the second hunting team was ready to go, and everyone was in high spirits.
Warren smiled slightly, and under the admiring gazes of the demon soldiers, he stepped onto the hell horse and said, "Let's go."
The demon soldiers responded in unison.
The captain of the second team, Wata, was a relatively conservative and cautious demon. He was usually hardworking but not adventurous. Seeing the full harvest of the hunting team yesterday, even though he knew that this was not mainly due to the location, but had something to do with the hunting method and their overall strength improvement, he still chose the same route as the previous team and quickly led the team to the magma swamp.
He did not go deep into the lava swamp, but continued to hunt on the periphery. However, most of the prey on the periphery had been caught yesterday, and most of the remaining ones had run away in fear. In addition, his leadership of the team members was far inferior to that of the captain of the team, Adela. After a whole morning of hard work, he only caught three fire snakes.
It could be considered a pretty good result, but compared to yesterday's team, it's a far cry.
Although the demon king on horseback did not express any dissatisfaction, Wata still felt that he had failed to live up to the demon king's trust. He gradually became anxious. Looking at the setting sun, he finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: "Come back! Let's keep going!"
The demon soldiers also felt that their results were too poor, so they had no objections. They shook off the mud on their hair, gathered together again, and marched in a line towards the depths of the swamp.
Warren clutched the mane of the flaming horse, feeling a little nervous, but he could only continue to pretend to be calm and move forward with the team.
The lava in the swamp was not very deep, just above the horses' hooves. Although every step would stir up a lot of mud, it was still relatively smooth to walk. The vibration of hundreds of cavalrymen even startled a few fire snakes hiding deep in the mud. They had not walked far, but they had already reaped a lot of rewards.
The magic soldiers who were familiar with the dangers of the swamp did not lower their vigilance. The farther they went from the shore, the more serious their expressions became. They clenched their swords tightly, alert to possible attacks at any time.
When a raging fire suddenly erupted from the center of the lava lake, the demon soldiers reacted quickly, dodged to the left and right, and rushed towards the lava lake with roars.
"It's the Fire Whale!"
“Go, go, go!”
They jumped into the lava lake one after another. For a moment, the lake was full of flames, ripples and gurgling bubbles. After a while, the demon soldiers carried the huge fire whale and swam back to the shore dancing.
The frustrated atmosphere just now disappeared, they were revived with full health, and discussed happily. They did not forget to come in front of the Demon King and present him with a huge whale that was nearly 100 meters long and required more than a dozen demon soldiers to carry it.
"We are so lucky," the demon soldier said happily, "This place is not too far from the shore, and there is such a deep lava lake."
Another demon soldier nodded in agreement: "And this fire whale is so weak! The magic flames were cast so slowly that we were not hurt!"
The captain who led the charge, Wata, scratched his hair and said, "Is it possible that it's not that the Fire Whale is weak, but that we have become stronger?"
The demon soldiers suddenly realized: "That's right! We have become stronger!"
They turned their heads in unison and looked in reverence at the Demon King who was observing the Fire Whale.
Warren was still marveling at the fact that there was a giant whale covered with red feathers in the world. When he came to his senses, he received the shining gazes of the demon soldiers.
He cleared his throat a little uncomfortably: "It's getting late, it's time to go back."
Even without counting the previous Fire Snake, this Fire Whale was enough to make the Second Hunting Team rank at the top. The demon soldiers happily finished their work, worked together to carry the big whale, and set out on the journey back to the Demon King's Palace.
Before leaving the lava swamp, I saw a few roasted chickens staggering in the mud not far away, pecking at their food leisurely.
No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. The demon soldiers had no intention of letting go of the prey in front of them. Wata waved his hand vigorously, and the demon soldiers suddenly fell silent. The demon soldiers who did not need to take the prey came out one after another.
Looking at the roasted chicken in the swamp, Warren suddenly remembered the scene of raising chickens in a farmyard in the card he had just obtained.
Catching live prey and raising them seems to be a convenient way to preserve them? Besides, roasted chickens can give birth to chicks, so they don't have to hunt, and they will have countless roasted chickens to eat!
He immediately perked up, stopped Wata who was about to attack, and whispered, "Catch these roasted chickens alive, don't hurt them."
Wata nodded vigorously without hesitation.
Although I don’t know what the Demon King is going to do, what he said is definitely right.
The demon soldiers acted quickly and caught the roasted chicken by the neck in no time. They quickly captured the whole chicken and counted them. There were six live chickens in total.
"…Seven," Warren corrected helplessly, "After the hunting competition is over, it will be time to add math classes."
The demon soldiers smiled sheepishly: "My lord, do you want to tie up these roasted chickens?"
Warren nodded, took the roasted chicken tied with the skin of the fire snake himself, and touched its feathers lovingly.
The Demon King's Palace's roast chicken breeding plan depends on you!
The author has something to say:
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Card: Teaches you how to make bacon.
Warren sees the card: OK, I get it, let’s raise chickens now!
Card: ...
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