Chapter 63 Cake
When Jian Mo and his friends came back, it was Ban Ming who was on patrol.
The big cat that this guy turned into was very excited when he saw them, and he yelled "Ao Wu" on the spot, and the sound echoed throughout the tribe, startling most of the people in the tribe.
Jian Mo was also startled and almost pulled the giant wolf's hair off.
The giant wolf looked back at him, rubbed him with its mouth, and whispered, "It's okay."
Jian Mo looked at the big cat in the tribe on the other side of the river from a distance, and couldn't help asking again: "Why did Ban Ming inherit Qing Kuang's beast form instead of Di Ya's beast form?"
This guy really looks like a husky, and it's unscientific that the beast form is a big cat! ! !
Giant wolf: "Qingkuang is better than Diya."
Jian Mo looked at the big cat and sighed with regret: "What a pity."
Otherwise, he could have seen the huge husky.
Although the big cat jumped away, it called half of the tribe over.
When everyone saw Jian Mo and his friends, they came over to help unload the flour grass seeds and move them to their home, and also took the flying beast to drink water and feed it.
When they got home, Jian Mo found that Qingkuang had cleaned their house very well, and there was even boiling water in the pottery pot on the fire pit, which was just warm enough to drink.
Jian Mo took out a cup to pour water for everyone, and couldn't help but say to Qing Kuang: "You are so thoughtful."
Qing Kuang: "When I came to help clean the house this morning, I burned some for you. I guessed you would be back soon. Can you look at these ears of corn?"
Jian Mo: "Sure, you can look at them and taste them. You can do whatever you want."
After getting his permission, Qing Kuang opened the sack without hesitation and took out a handful of wheat grass seeds.
His nose turned into a cat's nose, and he sniffed it loudly, then threw the wheat grass seeds into his mouth and chewed them.
The aroma of the grass seeds and the unique sweetness of starch blended together, and there was a little bitterness, which tasted good.
Jian Mo looked at him expectantly and asked, "How is it?"
Qing Kuang commented, "Your trip was not in vain."
Jian Mo laughed, "Yeah, I also think this wheat grass seed is very good."
Qing Kuang: "How do you eat it? Grind it into powder like other tribes do?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, I think it should be ground into powder. As for other ways of eating, I haven't tried it yet. I will try it in a couple of days. But it is mainly ground into powder. This wheat grass seed is too fine. If you eat it directly, it may cause sore throat."
There is a slightly hard shell on the surface of the wheat grass seed. If it is not removed, it will definitely not be very comfortable to eat.
Maybe it can't be digested after swallowing it into the stomach.
Qing Kuang grabbed another handful of wheat grass seeds: "When will it be ground into powder? I'll come to help." Ye
Luo next to him said, "I'll come too."
Min Dang said nothing and stood in front.
Not to be outdone, Zhou Fu and Xi Lu, a pair of good friends, squeezed out and said, "We can do it too."
Seeing that the others were eager to try, Jian Mo quickly said, "That's enough. There is only one big stone mill in the tribe, and it can't be turned with too many people."
The others had to say nothing with regret.
Jian Mo agreed with the helpers to take the flour grass seeds to the big stone mill after breakfast the next day to grind them.
The big stone mill of the tribe is placed near the big stone mortar, also near Hong Qiu's house.
Originally, there was no stone mill. During this period of time, the tribe became richer and had more exchanges with other tribes. Qing Kuang and the others discussed it and felt that one big stone mortar was not enough, so they exchanged it for a big stone mill.
Every tribe has a variety of large stones, but not many can be used as stone mills.
After all, the rough patterns carved out of the big stone, if the texture of the stone is not right, carving the patterns can be exhausting.
Although everyone has seen flour, they are still curious about grass seeds.
Early the next morning, everyone came to find Jian Mo.
Jian Mo endured the sleepiness and got out of Wu Jiong's arms, got up and opened the door to greet everyone.
Seeing how sleepy he was, Qing Kuan said, "You guys wash up and have breakfast first, we'll go process the wheat grass seeds. Do we need to thresh them first?"
Jian Mo nodded repeatedly, "Yes, this batch of wheat grass seeds are already very dry. To thresh them, just use stones to crush them repeatedly, or just put them in a large stone pestle and pound them."
Qing Kuan: "We got it."
Jian Mo felt embarrassed, "You guys go first, we'll wash up and come right after. Have you had breakfast? If not, I'll make breakfast for you later."
Zhou Fu's eyes lit up, "I have, but if you make one more, I can still eat it."
Jian Mo made the decision, "Then I'll fry some more sausages."
They still had some frozen sausages at home, and it would be easiest to use them for breakfast now.
Just brush some oil on the stone slab, put the sausages on it, and you can fry several pieces in one go.
The sausages are already cooked, and you can eat them when the skin is slightly fried and the inside is heated through.
When Jian Mo brought the sausages over, Wu Jiong and his team had already sifted out the grains from the two bags of grass seeds and were sifting out the rest. Wu
Jiong and Di Ya pounded the grass seeds, Qing Kuan, Ye Luo and Min Dang ground them into flour, and Xi Lu and Zhou Fu used a fine sieve to sift out the shells of the grass seeds, leaving only the grayish-yellow flour.
Everyone worked together and the work was done very quickly.
Jian Mo quickly called out: "Let's eat some barbecued sausages and take a break. How come you are so fast?"
Qing Kuang wiped his sweat and said: "We are strong, and we will be fast once we find the technique. But don't be fooled by the fact that we have processed a lot of grass seeds. In fact, we only got a small handful of flour."
Zhou Fu nodded repeatedly beside him to show his agreement and showed the cloth bag to Jian Mo.
Jian Mo was in high spirits. He was pleased to see such a small handful of flour: "It's okay, let's continue to sift. Aren't there still a lot of grass seeds?"
As he said, Jian Mo went to help with the grass seeds grinding. It was more tiring there, and he couldn't be lazy.
Min Dang saw him coming and gently pushed his shoulder: "This is tiring, let us do it, you go and sift the flour."
Jian Mo felt his care for himself, raised his head and smiled: "It's okay, it's not too tiring for us to take turns."
Everyone had been busy all day, and they had to sift the flour at least three times.
By the evening, they had a large bag of gray-yellow flour with almost no impurities, about 60 to 70 kilograms.
The rest were the shells and impurities of the flour grass seeds, which Jian Mo and his team were reluctant to throw away, and they could only use them to feed the flying beasts or the tuk-tuk beasts.
Jian Mo kept two bags of flour grass seeds as seeds, and ground a total of seven bags of flour grass today.
Seven bags of flour grass seeds only made this bag of flour, which was really rare. Considering the labor consumed in it, this bag of flour can be called a luxury.
Qing Kuang stared at the flour he had just ground: "I finally know why this flour is not very famous. This is too troublesome. With this time and energy, you can dig out a lot of stems. Even if you wash the hair root powder, you can wash twice as much."
Xilu nodded in agreement: "It's really not worth it."
Jian Mo was afraid that they would lose interest in the flour, so he quickly said: "No, you will think it's worth it when it's made into a delicacy. It's too late today. Everyone come to our house tomorrow and I'll treat everyone to cake."
Jian Mo hadn't eaten dessert properly for a long time, and he was already craving it.
There is tuk-tuk milk, cheese, honey cubes at home, and now there is flour, so making a cake shouldn't be a difficult task.
Tomorrow morning, he will go and borrow a few bird eggs to try.
No one knew what a cake was, but Jian Mo's creations were always delicious, so they agreed expectantly.
The next morning, when everyone came over, Jian Mo was already busy at home.
Wu Jiong had gone to borrow bird eggs himself and now stood in front of the table with a pair of chopsticks, silently beating egg whites.
Jian Mo was stirring the batter.
Seeing everyone come in, Jian Mo looked back and said, "Why didn't you bring the kids with you?"
Desserts like cakes are a sure kill for little kids.
Qing Kuang smiled and said, "If they don't work, don't give them any."
Jian Mo: "Haha, not really. Bring two more pieces back later. I've specially prepared a lot of batter."
Jian Mo saw that the batter with tuk-tuk milk and honey powder was almost done, so he went to see the egg whites that Wu Jiong had beaten.
Wu Jiong had almost finished beating the egg whites, which were particularly white and fluffy.
Jian Mo quietly pinched his strong and sturdy arms. If it weren't for Wu Jiong, he probably wouldn't have the courage to make this cake. Beating egg whites was too tiring.
Everyone came over to watch, even Di Ya was curious: "What's in it?"
Jian Mo counted on his fingers for them to hear: "Egg yolk, honey powder, tuk-tuk milk, tuk-tuk milk extracted butter..."
Everyone followed him to count, Qing Kuang sighed and said: "There are so many good things, even if you tell me the recipe, I guess I can't put it all together, and I can't remember it."
Jian Mo laughed and said: "It doesn't matter, next time you want to make it, just come and ask me, I'll tell you again."
Jian Mo mixed the egg whites and the batter, stirred them again, and then poured them into the large stone pot brushed with oil.
He was afraid that it would not work, so he didn't dare to pour it all at once, and only poured half.
After pouring, he paused the stone pot, then placed it on the charcoal fire, covered it with a lid, and then poured a layer of burning charcoal on the lid.
Jian Mo said to the onlookers: "Wait until it is baked. It may take some time. Let's drink tea and wait for a while."
Winter is a good time to drink tea and chat.
Yesterday the weather was fine, but today it was windy and snowy.
In such weather, the sweet aroma from the stone pot constantly stimulated everyone's sense of smell. They were originally sitting at the table chatting, and gradually, I don't know who started it, everyone stopped talking.
It seems that I can't taste the sweet taste of the cake for the time being, and smelling it is also a rare enjoyment.
Jian Mo was in no mood to talk. This was the first time he had properly baked a cake in both worlds. He was a little worried about whether there would be any problems in the process, so he kept checking and adjusting the amount of charcoal at any time.
The cake in the stone pot was baked by the charcoal fire, and gradually it was coated with an attractive golden color.
At first, only the edges solidified, and then the middle slowly solidified.
The cake base looked exactly the same as the cake base he had seen on Earth. No, because it was made of bird eggs, the egg yolk was richer, so this cake base was more golden and attractive, and the sweetness was stronger.
Of course, it might be because he hadn't eaten cake for a long time, and his brain automatically added a layer of filter to this cake, so he felt that this cake was particularly tempting.
Jian Mo sniffed. Normally, the cake should be ready to eat once the surface solidifies, but he didn't know whether the cake liquid in the middle had solidified.
He carefully poked the dagger downwards, then pulled it out and observed the cake crumbs on the surface of the dagger.
A row of heads squeezed out from behind him, observing with him.
Zhou Fushi couldn't help it, his round eyes widened even wider: "Is the cake ready to eat?"
Jian Mo: "I don't know, it seems I have to wait a little longer."
He handed the dagger to Wu Jiong: "Smell it quickly, can you still smell the fishy smell of egg liquid on it?"
Wu Jiong sniffed it with his nose: "There's still a little bit."
Jian Mo: "Then let's wait a little longer. It has to be baked until it's dry, and then it will taste sweet enough."
Everyone couldn't sit still for a long time, and when they heard him say they had to wait a little longer, they simply wandered around the room.
Jian Mo felt a little embarrassed and a little funny.
If he had known, he would not have invited everyone to come so early. It would be the same if he waited until the cake was baked before going out to call them.
However, the process of waiting for the cake to be baked was particularly thrilling, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it.
While anxiously waiting, Jian Mo stabbed with the knife again.
This time, the cake crumbs brought out by the dagger had completely solidified, and the taste was particularly sweet and rich.
Jian Mo immediately put on his animal leather gloves and brought down the stone pot: "Okay, it should be ready to eat. We will eat it at the table."
There were only eight people present. Jian Mo took out the entire cake base very boldly, put it on a large plate, and then asked Wu Jiong to divide the cake base into eight even portions.
The cake base was still emitting heat, but the outside had a charming brown color, and the sweet fragrance surged out.
Wu Jiong cut them up and put them on a plate, and each person got one.
Everyone couldn't wait to sit down at the table, picked up the cake and took a small bite.
As soon as the cake entered their mouths, everyone felt the extreme delicacy and density. The rich milk and egg aromas inside swept through everyone's mouth and nose, and they were even a little dazed by the fragrance.
Not to mention others, even Jian Mo, who had eaten the cake, felt for the first time that the cake was so delicious. In addition to the milk, egg and sweet aromas, he could also taste the delicacy and softness of butter. The taste of that little bit of fat was wonderful, fully satisfying the taste buds without making people feel sweet.
At the same time, maybe because of the butter, or maybe because of the egg white, the cake base is particularly delicate and moist, not at all the kind of dry taste that requires water to swallow.
It has a charming semi-solid feeling, as tender as egg custard.
Jian Mo sniffed his nose. He was quite capable to be able to make such a delicious cake in the orc world. As expected
, nothing is difficult if one is determined.
If someone on Earth were to eat such a large piece of cake, they might feel sick.
But at this moment, no one felt sick. Except for Min Dang, everyone had finished eating and was still not satisfied.
Min Dang left a small piece of cake out not because he felt sick, but because he was reluctant to eat it. He wanted to bring this small piece of cake to his son Ran Zhen and his partner Sui Ai.
Jian Mo touched him gently and told him that he would bake another pot of cake for everyone to share. Only then did he reluctantly finish the cake.
Jian Mo looked at everyone and said with a little pride: "What do you think? I said it was worth it to grind the flour, right?"
Qing Kuang looked down at the few cake crumbs left on the plate and sighed: "Good guys, today is a feast for the mouth."
Everyone laughed.
Wu Jiong said: "I will go to the river to reclaim a piece of land later, and we will grow more flour grass next year."
This time no one objected.
Qingkuang: "Plant, plant, plant, plant, plant, plant, plant, and bake cakes for the gathering."
Di Ya: "Yes, don't wait for spring, we'll start to cultivate in the next two days."
Zhou Fu raised his hand: "Can we plant some too? Just cultivate a piece of land by the river and plant some wood roots, tendon grass, etc."
This is up to Qingkuang and his friends. Jian Mo looked at Qingkuang and Wu Jiong.
Both nodded.
Zhou Fu and his friends looked a little excited: "Jian Mo, we will learn from you in the future."
Jian Mo smiled: "We will explore together."
Jian Mo popularized agricultural knowledge, and everyone listened very seriously.
After eating all kinds of delicious food, it is difficult for people to accept eating those random food to fool their stomachs.
While popularizing agricultural knowledge, Jian Mo baked the second cake.
This batch of batter had more, and he was more precise in controlling the heat, so the baked cake was sweeter and fluffier.
Jian Mo gave everyone a portion to take home, and kept a portion for himself.
Jiujiu had worked very hard to go out and collect grass seeds this time, and it was rare for the family to make so many delicious foods, so they had to keep a portion for Jiujiu.
Everyone took their cakes home as gifts, while Jian Mo and Wu Jiong took them to feed Jiujiu.
It was raining and snowing today, but Jiujiu didn't stay in its shed, but stayed next to Jian Mo's house, sniffing the aroma of the cake.
Seeing Jian Mo and Wu Jiong coming out with the cake, it couldn't help it anymore, and it chirped loudly, flapping its wings, looking very impatient.
Its wings stirred up a cloud of snow and water, and Wu Jiong leaned sideways, holding Jian Mo in his arms, and glanced at Jiujiu.
Jiujiu suddenly felt guilty and avoided their sight, not daring to look at them: "Hmm."
Jian Mo smiled and raised the cake: "Be careful, if it gets stained with snow water, it won't taste good."
Jiujiu saw his expression and knew that he was not angry, so he shouted again: "Jiujiu."
Jian Mo brought the cake to it: "Eat it, I saved it for you."
Before he finished speaking, Jiujiu opened his mouth wide, howled, and swallowed the cake directly into his mouth.
Before Jian Mo could make further reaction to this rough way of eating, it suddenly widened its eyes, spit out the cake in its mouth into the plate, and looked at the cake in disbelief, as if shocked how there could be such a delicious thing? Then
, it carefully opened its mouth and nibbled a piece of the cake skin, and was so excited that its wings were about to flutter: "Jiujiu!!!"
It's so delicious! It wants to keep it and eat it slowly!
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