"Nine days, my friends, do you even know what nine days means? It's enough to make a toddler who's just learning to walk walk smoothly."
The analogy was somewhat incongruous, but it effectively left the audience speechless.
Seeing that the viewers had stopped sending comments, Louis stopped watching the live stream and instead, together with Elliott and the others, filled the fifty pounds of salt into a sealed container and then put the lid on.
As for the remaining salt...
Looking at the salt in the remaining two wicker baskets, Emmanuel put one hand on his hip and said with a great headache, "This salt can't be left like this, it'll get damp."
"There's nothing to put it in."
Mu Tao stroked her chin, looking troubled. "How about we wrap it in leaves and then tie it up?"
"Freshly picked leaves have only two fates: they either rot naturally or become dry and brittle. It's not appropriate to wrap salt in leaves."
Clyde shook his head, and Louis's eyes lit up. "Would bamboo tubes work?"
"Bamboo tubes also contain moisture."
Emmanuel rejected his suggestion, and after thinking for a moment, said, "How about you make a few more wooden cylinders? The kind with lids."
Louis pondered for a few seconds, "We can give it a try."
"Try what?"
After viewing the house, Sang Ning and her group came out and overheard Louis's words. They couldn't help but ask a question.
Louis briefly recounted what had happened, and Sang Ning nodded, "It's definitely worth a try."
"Okay, I'll get it done tomorrow."
Sang Ning hummed in agreement and was about to ask if they had eaten when Mu Tao asked with a delighted expression, "How's the house we built?"
"good!"
Sang Ning gave them a thumbs up and praised them highly, making them beam with joy and feel incredibly accomplished.
Just as they were overjoyed by the compliments, Sang Ning suddenly asked, "Don't you guys think the overall color scheme of the room is a bit dark?"
Everyone, "???"
After looking at the house, everyone realized that there was indeed such a problem.
But that's just the color of the stone, and there's nothing they can do about its dullness.
If this were in a bustling urban area, you could easily purchase professional materials to renovate the house inside and out, making it as beautiful as you want and allowing you to choose your own style.
If you find decorating troublesome, you can also use the holographic decoration mode, which allows you to switch to different decoration styles with one click.
Whether you're looking for a rustic, natural, luxurious, or palatial style, the universe, starry skies, natural scenery, crashing waves, birdsong, or fragrant flowers, there's no interior design style that a architect can't create, only styles you can't imagine.
However, they are now on a desolate planet, a desolate planet where there is nothing except for the contestants, and the houses are ugly but they can only remain ugly.
"Just bear with it, at least you have a place to live."
Elliott said calmly, and Sunning smiled, "If you don't want to endure it, we can renovate the house a bit."
"Can you do renovations?"
The group stared wide-eyed at Sang Ning as if she were an alien, unable to comprehend how she planned to renovate the house without any materials.
"able."
Sang Ning glanced at the sky. "But it's too late today, let's do it again tomorrow."
There are many natural building materials in nature, it just depends on whether you know them or not.
It's just a matter of whether you know how to use it or not.
"OK!"
Let them do it; if it's done well, they'll be more comfortable living there.
"I'm hungry, can you get me something to eat?"
After the formal discussion, the group of people who had been taking turns cooking, each one more clumsy than the last, were either suffering from diarrhea or stomach aches from eating. They all looked longingly at Sang Ning, crying out that they were hungry and wanted to eat.
Sang Ning, who had learned of their "great achievements" from the audience during the salt-making days, nodded and made them some noodles.
Emmanuel was a ruthless man. He single-handedly brought back over a thousand pounds of wheat and pounded out over a hundred pounds of flour. When they had nowhere to store the flour, they came up with a solution: to use the large wooden basin that Sang Ning had made earlier.
To avoid wasting flour, they also lined the basin with a type of serrated dried leaf.
These leaves are quite resilient after drying and are not easily broken, but they have a drawback: they must be laid flat and cannot be folded, otherwise the dried leaves will crumble into dust.
But because the wooden basin is big enough, the leaves are laid out in the basin, and then another leaf is placed on top, which is just right.
The flour, which exuded a rich wheat aroma, was mixed with water and kneaded into a smooth dough. Instead of making noodles, Sang Ning used the matsutake mushrooms and pheasants that Louis and his men had picked up, along with seasonings such as dried millet peppers, to make a spicy chicken and matsutake mushroom sauce to use as a dressing.
The side dishes are wolfberry leaves and wild cucumber.
The cucumbers were picked by Elliott from cutting bamboo in the forest. They were short and plump, with a white-green skin, mostly white with little green, and the green was a pale, almost whitish color.
The skin still has thorns, but they are not prickly; they are very short and blunt.
It's very juicy and tastes pretty good. The only downside is that it has a lot of seeds inside.
Fortunately, the cucumber seeds are very tender now, so apart from slightly affecting the taste, there are no other problems.
The noodles are chewy and flavorful, the diced chicken and mushroom sauce is spicy, refreshing, and appetizing, and when paired with slightly tart goji leaves and crisp cucumber, every bite is pure bliss.
My mouth, which had been tormented by terrible food, seemed to come alive after the first bite of noodles. Every taste bud on my tongue was enjoying the taste of the noodles.
The same conservative, culinary culinary turmoil that had been tormenting my hungry stomach also found satisfaction at this moment.
Everyone was engrossed in eating. After finishing, they scooped out their own noodles, filled their own bowls with sauce, and mixed it themselves. Those who could handle spicy food and wanted more spice could add more diced chicken and mushroom sauce. If they thought it wasn't spicy enough, they could add extra chili oil.
Now that the sun is shining, when Emmanuel and his men went into the woods to look for food, they brought back quite a few small red chilies, yellow chilies, wild chilies, and other types of peppers.
There was too much for them to eat all at once, so they dried it.
When Sang Ning was making noodles, she also made some chili oil.
Louis and his team were in charge of making the chili powder. These ingenious people used a flour mill and the chili powder they made turned out pretty good.
However, they were lazy and didn't sort the chilies, so they ground small red chilies, yellow chilies, and wild chilies together into chili powder, resulting in chili oil that wasn't a bright red color and lacked visual appeal.
But it's very spicy.
The spiciness comes from small red chilies and yellow chilies. These wild yellow chilies are long and thin, with the longest being only about the length of one of Sang Ning's fingers. They also contain more capsaicin than small red chilies. If small red chilies are considered medium spicy, then these wild yellow chilies are extremely spicy.
Emmanuel is a chili-obsessed person; he can eat incredibly spicy food.
While others would gasp for breath after just one spoonful of chili oil and a spoonful of chicken and mushroom sauce, he needed three spoonfuls to feel the flavor was right.
Seeing that he was still adding more, Sang Ning couldn't help but remind him, "Take it easy, your body will protest if you eat too much spicy food."
"It's okay, I can eat spicy food."
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