Chapter 60 Noodles



Chapter 60 Noodles

The marinated meat was roasted on the stone slab, sizzling with oil. The fat part curled slightly and became transparent, while the lean part was browned and hard. The whole piece of roasted meat exuded a rich aroma.

Jian Mo looked at the roasted meat in front of him and couldn't help but take a deep breath - it smelled really good.

Kuang Ning used chopsticks to divide the meat for everyone unskillfully: "Your chopsticks are really easy to use. This way you don't have to worry about burning your hands. Quick, dip it in some garlic powder while it's hot, it tastes better." Jian

Mo: "Then we won't be polite."

Kuang Ning: "Try it!"

Jian Mo was worried that the meat was too salty, so he just lightly dipped the meat in some garlic powder.

The garlic powder was stuck to the roasted meat by the grease, very evenly. Jian Mo took a bite, and the aroma of gravy, grease, and garlic powder burst out in his mouth at the same time, as if a symphony was held in his mouth.

Jian Mo hissed because of the scalding: "Delicious! So fresh!"

Kuang Ning: "This is my favorite way to eat it. Have two more pieces, and we can eat all the garlic barbecue in one go, and then drink a cup of ice-cold sweet leaf tea. It's really refreshing."

Jian Mo: "Yes, the sweet leaf tea here is also delicious. I'll bring some back when I go back."

Kuang Ning immediately said: "I have some at home. I'll make some for you later."

Jian Mo raised his thumb: "I'm satisfied, really satisfied."

Kuang Ning is the kind of person who is very enthusiastic about his friends. After eating the barbecue, he actually collected all the sweet leaves from home, stuffed them into a big basket, and let Jian Mo and Wu Jiong take it.

Jian Mo asked, "You gave me everything. What should I do with my family?"

Kuang Ning, "It's no big deal. There are so many people in the tribe. I can just find someone to exchange some for me later."

Jian Mo smiled, "I'm welcome then. By the way, this knife is for you."

As he said that, Jian Mo took out the metal knife he carried with him, "Thank you for your hospitality."

Kuang Ning didn't expect him to give him a knife. He was a little confused and refused it, not daring to accept it, "This is too expensive."

Jian Mo smiled and stuffed the knife into his hand, "It's okay. I'll go back to the tribe and make another one. Don't be polite with me."

Kuang Ning couldn't refuse it, and he really wanted this metal knife. In the end, he accepted it and said with sparkling eyes, "Then come to our tribe next time, and I'll share the delicious food with you!"

Jian Mo, "Okay, see you next time!"

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong stayed in the Qinhai tribe for a total of four days and three nights, and it took another two days and one night on the way back.

The whole process of going out took almost ten days. As

soon as they returned to the tribe, most of the tribe came to see them.

Qing Kuang said, "I thought you wouldn't come back until spring."

Jian Mo heard the strangeness of people's tempers, and smiled and put his arm around Qing Kuang's shoulders: "That can't be possible. If you don't come back, we will miss the tribe so much that we can't sleep."

Ban Ju meowed beside him and hooked Jian Mo's calf with his long tail: "Brother Jian Mo, we miss you too."

Jian Mo bent down and picked up the slightly older long-haired cat, and smiled: "Will you come back with us to see what good things we have exchanged for?"

Ban Ju: "Meow, yes!"

Jian Mo and his friends brought two large baskets of large-leaf garlic roots, a large basket of sweet leaves, and some cloth, animal skins, pickled meat, stones, etc.

Fortunately, the roots and sweet leaves are not heavy, otherwise Jiujiu would be exhausted carrying them back from such a long distance.

Jian Mo took out the things one by one to show everyone, and specially opened the fried and ground large-leaf garlic powder for everyone to smell: "This is the spice we are looking for. Does it smell particularly fragrant to you?"

Everyone smelled it and said in unison: "Fragrant!"

Ye Luo said: "It really smells good. Your trip is really worthwhile."

Jian Mo: "I think so too."

The people in the tribe chatted with them for a while at their home and then went back.

Jian Mo specially invited Qing Kuang's family, Min Dang's family and Ye Luo to stay for barbecue. After the garlic powder is fried, the fragrance will slowly evaporate. It will not be so delicious if it is left for a long time. It is better to finish it with friends quickly.

Jian Mo and his friends hadn't been home for a few days, and there wasn't much food left at home, so everyone went home to get some vegetables and meat and grilled together.

Jian Mo cut some tendon grass in the back hills and steamed some starch dough, planning to use it with the barbecue.

Jian Mo specifically looked at the situation of Yan Zhen, and asked him to change back to his beast form in the yard.

The hair-losing cub has basically returned to normal. Although the hair has not grown back completely, many new hairs can be seen. I believe that after a while, he will be able to completely get rid of the trouble of hair loss.

After seeing this, Jian Mo said to Ran Zhen with relief: "You have recovered well, keep it up, and eat more today."

Ran Zhen said shyly: "Thank you, Brother Jian Mo."

As his body got better, Ran Zhen's psychological problems were mostly solved. Except for being a little shy, he was not much different from other beastmen.

Min Dang also thanked Jian Mo: "Thanks to you, our lives can get better."

Jian Mo waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this, let's go inside and eat meat!"

Although Jian Mo had eaten large leaf garlic powder barbecue in the Qinhai tribe and on the road, his interest in large leaf garlic powder barbecue was still not reduced at all.

Everyone put the stone slab on the fire pit and sat down around the stone slab.

Jian Mo called out: "Hurry, hurry, let's eat."

Qing Kuang: "That has to wait until the meat is cooked."

Jian Mo: "It will be cooked soon. By the way, when we went to the Qinhai tribe this time, I gave away my knife. If the tribe needs to make knives during this period, can you make me a new one?"

There was nothing to do in the winter, so the furnace in the tribe was always open, but Jian Mo didn't go there to work much. It was the orcs in the tribe who did the work. Dejiang was in charge of coordination, and Qing Kuang would occasionally go to watch.

Qing Kuang agreed: "Okay, but you have to give Banqiu a metal nugget as big as his paw as a reward."

Jian Mo had stored a full 100 baskets of metal in the cave and had not used them much. He did not care about this expense at all and said generously: "No problem, take it as you like."

As he spoke, Jian Mo could not wait to start picking up the meat and eating it.

Well, the roasted golden meat is delicious when dipped in garlic powder, and it smells delicious!

After eating the meat, eat some fresh tendon grass, the taste is even better.

Jian Mo ate two pieces of pure meat, sandwiched a translucent starch pancake, rolled it with grilled meat and tendon grass, and stuffed it into his mouth. It had a completely different flavor.

The feeling of meat and starch was really good.

Jian Mo's eyes narrowed as he ate.

Not only did he eat it himself, he also rolled it for Wu Jiong next to him.

He didn't care about the teasing looks from the people around him. Anyway, everyone knew that he and Wu Jiong were in love. What's wrong with taking care of his lover?

Qing Kuo: "This garlic powder tastes really good, it tastes good no matter how you eat it."

Jian Mo: "Yes, I'll share some with you after I process it. You can sprinkle some on barbecue or something, it will taste great."

The processing method of large-leaf garlic is a secret of the Kuang Ning family. Jian Mo promised him to keep it confidential and could not give this secret recipe to others, but after it is processed, it is no problem to share some with others.

Qing Kuo: "Then I'll wait. During the days you were away, we dug some hair roots, and I'll bring them to you later."

Jian Mo: "Hair roots are really good. After a two-day break and when the snow outside melts a little, we'll go dig hair roots."

Hearing them talking about hair roots, Min Dang suddenly said: "When I was in Mengshui tribe, I saw another kind of flour, which was also delicious when used to make cakes."

Jian Mo became interested and asked: "What kind of flour?"

Min Dang gestured and said: "It seems to be a flour ground from a very small seed. We haven't changed it at home, but a friend of mine has. It tastes like hair root starch. There is a little difference, but the taste is similar. "

Jian Mo: "Seeds? Does our tribe have that kind of seeds?"

Min Dang hesitated for a moment: "I'm not sure, I'll go to Mengshui Tribe to ask tomorrow?"

Jian Mo waved his hand quickly: "No, it's too troublesome, I'll just ask."

Min Dang smiled: "It doesn't matter, I don't have anything to do during this period. It just so happens that I haven't been to Mengshui Tribe for a while, I'm going back to see my friends."

Ran Zhen raised his head: "Dad, I want to go too."

Qing Kuo: "Why don't you wait for two days, we also want to go to Mengshui Tribe to exchange things."

As everyone talked, they discussed the matter of going to Mengshui Tribe.

Jian Mo shook his head and said he couldn't go, he just came back, they needed to rest.

Everyone said they could help them bring things, and Jian Mo was not polite, and mentioned several things in a row.

After dinner, everyone stayed to help them clean the house inside and outside, and left after it was tidy.

Jian Mo and Wu Jiong boiled water to take a bath.

The Qinhai tribe treated them well, but it was never as comfortable outside as at home.

They needed to take a bath and have a good sleep in the warm and soft quilt.

After going out and coming back, Jian Mo found that there were so many things to do at home and outside.

He and Wu Jiong got busy and soon forgot about the powder that Min Dang had mentioned.

Until this day, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong came back from digging out hair roots.

Jian Mo lay on the giant wolf, and even when he arrived at the tribe, he was still playing with his ears.

The giant wolf was good-tempered and let him play, but when its ears were itchy, the thick ears would "whoosh" back to the scalp or bounce out of Jian Mo's hands.

Jian Mo reached out to catch the wolf's ears, and after catching it, he continued to wait for the giant wolf to hide, and then continued to play, never getting tired of it.

He had a lot of fun playing, with a smile on his face all the time, and even kissed the wolf's ears after catching it.

Just as Jian Mo smiled and bit the giant wolf's ears gently to prevent it from hiding, he suddenly saw a person standing at the door of his house out of the corner of his eye.

Jian Mo didn't know whether the other party saw him and the giant wolf fighting, and sat up straight with some embarrassment. The person

who came was Min Dang.

Min Dang said, "You guys are back? I got some of the powder I mentioned earlier from a friend. Take a look and see if it's what you want?"

Jian Mo had already put this matter behind him. Hearing this, he said with some guilt, "Thank you so much. Wait a minute, I'll take off the hair roots and come over to have a look."

Min Dang smiled and said, "No hurry, come down slowly."

Jian Mo slid down from the giant wolf and trotted to the door. Seeing that Min Dang's lips were frozen blue, he couldn't help but say, "It's so cold, it's too cold to go down ." Don't wait outside this time. Ask someone to tell us something, and we'll know to look for you when we come back."

Min Dang: "It's okay, it's getting dark, I guess you'll be back soon."

Jian Mo opened the door quickly and invited Min Dang to sit in the house: "You sit down first and warm up, we'll be there soon."

Min Dang went over to help remove the hair roots: "You're welcome, I'm not that cold."

After finally cleaning up, Jian Mo invited Min Dang to sit at the table in front of the window and poured him some tea: "You're too busy every day."

"I understand." Min Dang took out a small bag from the backpack, "This is the powder I told you about."

Jian Mo opened the cloth bag, and inside was a small bag of gray-yellow powder, which looked very fine, indeed like flour, and smelled of a unique plant fragrance with a faint bitter taste.

There are few artificially cultivated plants here, and the naturally grown plants have a unique scent.

Jian Mo gently poured a little powder and tasted it in his palm.

The powder actually tasted a bit like mung bean powder. Although it was a bit bitter, it was not that strange bitterness. It tasted very good.

Min Dang observed Jian Mo's expression: "This kind of flour is more troublesome to make, and not many people like it. This is all my friend's house has left. If you want it, I can help you ask."

Jian Mo waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, it's too hard. After we finish this bag of flour, um, this bag of flour, we will ask ourselves."

Min Dang: "Flour, I don't know who has flour, but this flour is produced by the Qinhai tribe. If you want it, it may be more convenient to go to the Qinhai tribe directly."

I didn't expect it to be a product of the Qinhai tribe, but seeing that they have a large grassland there, it doesn't seem strange.

Jian Mo nodded: "Okay, we'll go there if you want. You really helped us a lot, thank you so much."

Min Dang: "You're welcome. It's just a piece of cake."

Min Dang was about to go back after he finished speaking. Jian Mo felt bad for him, so he forced him to take a big can of garlic powder and a big piece of meat back to eat for Ran Zhen's body.

After Min Dang left, Jian Mo couldn't help but take out the flour to look at it.

Wu Jiong had already put the hair roots away, and seeing that he kept looking around, he asked, "What are you going to make with this flour?"

Jian Mo had a lot of things he wanted to do, and after thinking about it again and again, he finally said, "How about I roll some noodles?"

Wu Jiong: "How do I roll? I'll help you."

Jian Mo was not very familiar with rolling noodles, so he could only follow the method he remembered, adding water and mixing the flour, and then let Wu Jiong knead the dough repeatedly.

After kneading the dough, Jian Mo found a relatively straight piece of firewood, shaved it smooth with Wu Jiong's metal knife, and then made it into a rolling pin, rolled the dough into sheets, and then cut it into small strips.

Wu Jiong looked at the noodles and said, "It's amazing."

The more Jian Mo cooked, the more he felt that this was the noodles in his memory, and he became more and more excited: "This is just the first step, the magic is behind. Let me make some delicious noodles first."

Speaking of delicious noodles, it must be meat.

After eating so many barbecues, it's time to eat some stewed meat. Jian Mo went to the place in the backyard where frozen animal meat was sold, picked out a piece of meat that was three parts fat and seven parts lean, blanched it in water, then added seasoning powder, and put it in a stone pot and stewed it slowly.

In order to go with this piece of noodles, Jian Mo also took out the only pickled vegetables left at home, fried them, and put them aside.

He also hurried to the back mountain at night to dig tendon grass as a vegetable to go with the noodles later.

Wu Jiong saw him busying around in and out of the house, and realized that he really valued this noodle bowl, so he followed him and even borrowed bird eggs from the neighbor's house.

They had a very late dinner, and they started eating when it seemed that most of the families in the tribe had fallen asleep.

Jian Mo took out two ceramic soup bowls, first put in animal oil, shellfish powder, pepper powder, garlic powder and other seasonings, then scooped two spoonfuls of noodle soup and added them to two large bowls respectively. After adding the noodle soup,

he picked up the noodles and evenly divided them into two large bowls, then put a large spoonful of stewed meat into each large bowl, and put pickled vegetables and a cut soft-boiled bird's egg, and a handful of tender yellow tendon grass.

Jian Mo carefully held the bowl of noodles: "Let's go, let's eat at the table."

Wu Jiong: "Okay."

Jian Mo also brought the oil lamp over, and took the dried flowers off the shelf and put them on the table, with a full sense of ceremony, and then began to prepare to eat the noodles. As

soon as the noodles entered his mouth, they were hot, smooth and chewy, full of noodle fragrance wrapped in soup. It was different from any food he had tasted here, but it was 80% similar to the brine noodles on Earth.

Jian Mo blinked in the boiling hot noodle soup, and tears fell into the noodle soup.

Wu Jiong walked over and gently put his arm around his shoulders: "Do you miss home?"

Jian Mo sniffed and wiped away his tears with the back of his hand: "I thought I didn't miss it. Anyway, my relatives are gone, but I still miss it. This noodle is similar to what I had at our place."

Wu Jiong didn't know how to comfort him, so he came over and touched his forehead with his.

Jian Mo himself came to his senses first: "It's okay, I just suddenly feel a little homesick. I can't go home, so it's good to have a bowl of noodles. It's delicious."

This kind of refined carbohydrate may not be a big deal on Earth, but here it is a delicacy, much more precious than all kinds of animal meat.

Jian Mo pushed Wu Jiong: "You should eat too, it's delicious."

Wu Jiong picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into Jian Mo's bowl: "Okay, you eat more."

Jian Mo sniffed: "I've had enough, you should try our noodles."

Jian Mo looked at Wu Jiong expectantly.

Wu Jiong took a chopstick of noodles, tasted it, and gave his evaluation very seriously: "It's delicious, the noodles are smooth, the brined meat is soft and glutinous, the tendons are fresh, and it tastes very special with the slightly sour pickled vegetables."

Jian Mo: "Drink some more soup, eat some noodles, and drink some soup to feel good."

Wu Jiong picked up the bowl and took a sip of the soup. After swallowing the hot soup, he sighed: "Comfortable."

Jian Mo said: "Isn't it? I feel that the highest realm of food is to soothe people's hearts."

As he said that, Jian Mo also picked up the bowl and took a sip of the noodle soup, and then said: "It's worth it."

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