Chapter 73: Beef Stew with Radish
The spicy beef jerky is cut into smaller pieces, so you can eat it directly without having to cut it again. At the same time, they cannot be strung together to dry, so they can only be spread out flat on the leaves and turned over to dry.
The beef jerky was not finished until the afternoon. There was still some sinewy meat and some bones left.
At this time, the gathering team came back. As soon as they entered the tribe, they smelled the aroma of spicy beef jerky and their mouths watered.
The priest told them that these were to be exchanged for salt and could not be eaten. Hearing this, they felt greedy, heartbroken, and a little helpless.
"After we change the salt, everyone can eat such delicious beef jerky." Chu Ange promised everyone.
"Really? We can also eat such delicious beef jerky?"
"Of course, I promise everyone." Chu Ange said.
The collection team was so excited that the wait seemed to become full of anticipation. The captain took the collection team to find a place to dry the peppers.
The little wild man who picked mushrooms also came back with a good harvest.
In the past, no one dared to eat mushrooms. Many starving orcs in the tribe died from eating poisonous mushrooms. Even those who were less poisoned would experience nausea and vomiting, and some very horrifying scenes would appear. The priests strictly forbade people in the tribe to eat mushrooms.
Therefore, there were a lot of mushrooms in the forest, and the animals and plants were all unusually large, so the mushrooms they picked were also very large.
The little savages went to dry mushrooms.
"Master Priest, can you see if this is edible?"
A voice came into Chu Ange's ears. She turned her head towards the source of the sound and saw an orc who had just finished drying mushrooms handing a white thing to the priest.
The priest took it and looked at it carefully, but he was not sure whether it was edible.
Chu Ange's eyes suddenly lit up, and he rushed over, "Carrot!"
The priest handed it to her and asked, "Do you know this white melon?"
Chu Ange took it with a smile, "Grandpa Priest, this is a carrot." He looked at the orc and asked, "Where did you find it?"
When the orc heard what the envoy said, he understood that he had found a kind of edible food. He immediately raised his head with a heroic look and said, "On the hill over there."
Chu Ange: "Go and dig some more. We'll have beef stewed with radish today."
The remaining beef tendons and bones will come in handy.
Priest: “Can I eat it?”
Chu Ange wiped the non-existent mud off the radish and broke it into two pieces. "It's edible." She took a bite and it was crunchy. "It's sweet and crispy."
The other half was handed to the priest, who took it as if it were an imperial decree. He took a bite and found it was really sweet and crispy, and his teeth could actually bite it.
Ange must be a gift given to them by the Beast God. She is a treasure and must be well protected.
He wanted to ask Ange to be the tribe's priestess, but when he thought of her lazy look, he held back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
He is a good person, just a little too lazy!
"Don't pull them all out. Leave some and wait for them to bloom. Bring back the seeds and plant them." Chu Ange instructed.
"Okay, Your Excellency the Messenger." The orcs went to pull the radishes happily.
The members of the gathering team were also happy because they had something to plant again.
The priest was also happy. He wanted to go out and see which piece of land would be best for growing radishes.
The orcs were very fast and it was easy for them to pull out the carrots. Soon they came back with a lot of carrots.
Shi Yuan distributed the radishes to everyone and also distributed some beef bones. There was no meat distribution this time, as everyone still had a lot of meat left from the animals they had hunted over the past three days.
The pot was underneath, the fire was still burning, and there was still oil. Chu Ange decided to stew the radish and beef soup in the square.
Others also brought down their own pots. The quickest ones had already set up their pots next to Chu Ange's pot. "Master Envoy, can you teach me how to make this carrot soup?"
You have placed the pot next to me, how can I refuse? "No problem, just watch me do it later."
"Thank you, Messenger."
The orcs followed Ange's steps and did what Ange did.
Then, they saw Ange pour out the freshly boiled soup...poured it out!
"Mr. Envoy, why did you pour out the soup?" the orc was puzzled.
Ange explained: "Blanching the water before stewing will make the soup taste better."
"Of course, you don't have to pour it out, you can just stew it directly."
Ange doesn't like soups with a fishy smell, but the orcs can even accept half-cooked offal. Maybe this fishy smell is delicious to them?
After hearing what Angge said, the orcs fell silent for a moment. No one chose to blanch the vegetables, as they felt that all that would be thrown away were nutrients.
The orcs who failed to grab a seat next to Chu Ange ran over to listen, learned the steps, and then went back to stew it themselves.
Then, they saw Ange throwing some grass and leaves into the pot...
"Mr. Envoy, what is this you put there?"
Chu Ange: “Spices.” He answered but he didn’t mean to give them any.
She only had a little bit of the spice, and she planned to take it with her on the road.
"There are some on the back hill. You can pick them up yourself." The implication was, don't think about taking my spices.
The people in the tribe knew the situation and dared not ask for anything from the envoy. They just wanted to honor her. It was a pity that they had nothing to offer her.
The meat on the beef bones was not removed very cleanly, leaving a lot of meat on them. Combined with the beef brisket, the stewed soup was particularly fragrant.
When the meat was almost cooked, Ange added the white radish that Long Chen had chopped into pieces.
The rich and fresh fragrance wafts into the air, cheering up those who smell it. He started to stew it in a hurry.
Soon, the tribe was filled with the aroma of beef soup.
The patients who were recuperating in the collective cave were already starving and kept swallowing saliva.
"It's too torturous. I want to go out and smell it."
Niu Zhuang spoke up to stop them: "You have forgotten the envoy's instructions. Don't move around and rest well."
"The more I smell this smell, the hungrier I get. I'm afraid they've forgotten us."
Niu Zhuang was also a little worried. He wondered if the clan leader still remembered what he had said and would send them food on time.
Just as they were struggling over whether to go out, the people sent by Shiyuan to deliver food arrived.
"Haha... How could the clan leader forget about you? The clan leader told you to eat more and recover from your injuries."
"Thank you, Chief. You are such a good man."
"It would have been great if Shi Yuan had been our chief ten years ago. Perhaps our tribe would have grown into a large one."
"Ah! It's all wolf power's fault."
"Eat quickly, recover quickly, help the chief, and contribute to the tribe." Niu Zhuang picked up a piece of radish: "What is this?"
When he put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up immediately: "It's so delicious, soft, sticky and sweet."
Upon hearing this, the others also started eating, "Oh my god~ what a delicious meal this is."
Some people started crying after eating the food with relish. They had never eaten such delicious food before.
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