Chapter 106 Field Training·Eating Chicken Tonight
When she saw that everyone was basically holding four chickens in their hands, Mandy waved her hand - let's go back!
So the patrol team of Class 8 each carried two chicken plots in each hand, singing and dancing towards the camp, not forgetting to clean up the traces left by catching chickens nearby. After all, they had just been laid out in front.
We have set up some detection traps, it would be really bad if the secrets were exposed here.
Now they are at the junction of the northern area and the central area. If they go south a little, they will enter the central area where the four classes are located. Out of caution, Mandy did not continue to go deeper, but chose to set up a detection trap at the junction. Once
If someone is found entering or exiting the trap, the signal machine on the trap will immediately notify the four class leaders.
According to the squad leader's opinion, it is best to stand still for the time being. As long as the news that all Class 2 and Class 10 in the northern area are captured is not leaked, other classes will give priority to dealing with other classes in the same area as their own class instead of
Priority will be given to the northern area, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so that their eighth team can live a good life eating chicken and fish soup every day.
The students in Class 8 who didn't know this plan chose to follow blindly. Anyway, they followed the monitor and Xiangchuan to have meat to eat. Those who noticed the monitor's idea would not raise objections. After all, no one would raise objections to ready-made fresh food.
When the patrol team returned to the camp, they wondered for a moment whether they had gone to the wrong camp.
There are now three low tables arranged in a triangle in the center of the camp. On each low table is a one-meter-long heating plate. Two of the heating plates have iron pots on them.
It was the hot water that Kagawa ordered at noon. The remaining heating plate was directly covered with a pot lid, and there was a sizzling sound inside. Kagawa, who was sitting in front of the heating plate, was holding a square lunch box and was flipping it.
What.
Compared with the situation when you need to burn firewood at noon, the change is a little bit bigger.
"Mandy, everyone, thank you for your hard work." The squad leader came over with a smile and seemed to be in a good mood.
"Have all the supplies been delivered?" Mandy greeted them. Before leaving, she didn't forget to ask the patrol team to take the chickens and ask Xiangchuan what to do with them.
"Yes, Xiangchuan delivered them before he came back, including flour, seasonings, pots, and heating plates... To be honest, I still feel unsure." The monitor lowered his voice when he said the second half of the sentence.
"What the hell, even if we lose to other classes due to lack of supplies, we still enjoy freshly made food for a few days." Mandy smiled and pointed in the direction of Kagawa, "Do other classes have this treatment? And everyone
The interest in the competition was not high to begin with. If Kagawa hadn't come up with the "Thirty-six Stratagems" on the first day, which stimulated everyone's desire to challenge, our class would probably still be lying in the camp doing nothing.
What?"
Mandy patted her squad leader on the shoulder and told him not to think about things so complicated, and then went to help Xiangchuan kill the chicken.
When Xiangchuan saw that there were four chickens among almost twenty people, he was stunned: "There is no need for so many! Hurry up and build a chicken pen, there are enough for us to eat until the end of the competition."
So the patrol team began to hurriedly build a chicken coop in another corner near the mountain wall. Called a chicken coop, it was almost like an animal house occasionally seen in primary and secondary schools in big cities in the 21st century.
Nearly seventy chickens were clucking inside, making it very lively.
Xiangchuan and others carried ten chickens and walked to the river. At this time, the members of the left-behind group were already waiting by the river. The left-behind group had a pretty good harvest in the afternoon, catching six big fish, and the fish meat had already been processed.
, were chatting by the river, and when they saw Xiangchuan and the patrol team carrying chickens coming from behind, they immediately understood that the work of killing chickens was about to begin.
The kitchen knives requested for supplies are ready, the large and medium lunch boxes are ready, and the two pots of hot water are ready.
Xiangchuan raised his head and looked meaningfully at the expectant left-behind team and the curious patrol team. He lifted the neck of a chicken and wiped it with a knife. The bright red blood flowed into the empty lunch box, and the smell in the air was different from that of fish.
The smell of blood made many of the patrol team's faces turn pale. At first, the chicken whose neck was wiped struggled a little, but gradually there was no movement. After confirming that the chicken would not move anymore, Kagawa directly threw the chicken into the hot water.
The pot was scalding, and then he looked up at the patrol group who had turned to vomit and the left-behind group who looked a little uncomfortable but eager to try, and said: "This is the first step, okay, let's give it a try." p>
An hour later, the pale-faced members of the patrol team returned to the center of the camp carrying a large lunch box with the stripped raw chicken neatly arranged. As for the left-behind team, they were desperately washing the pot used to scald the chicken feathers by the river.
When Xiangchuan heard that the pot would be used to make soup later, even the left-behind group who had developed a heart of steel in killing fish and chickens couldn't help but volunteer to come out and wash the pot.
——Then you must wash the pot! When you scald the chicken feathers, all the chicken feces and other stuff have been cooked in it for more than 20 minutes. If you don’t wash it, the soup will smell like chicken feces. Who can stand it!
The members of Class 8, who were slightly mysophobic, now changed their usual lazy attitudes and showed unprecedented action when it came to food. They quickly cleaned the two pots with a speed that was incredible to the students of Class 2 and Class 10 who were watching in the prison tent.
After washing, he took it to the camp and gave it to Ouyang Yating and Ainuo, who were sorting out the flour. They smelled it to make sure there was no odor before they dared to return it to Xiangchuan.
The last step is to chop the chicken, which requires some physical strength for people in the 21st century, but has no technical content for modern people.
The reason why it is said that there is no technical content is because when Kagawa was searching for the kitchen utensils that were delivered, he could not find the machete written on the application form and asked the squad leader. Bathed in the helpless look of the squad leader looking at the little fool, he got the answer: cut off
For muscles and bones, wouldn’t it be enough to use a compression laser cutter?
Then Kagawa was educated by the squad leader about compression laser cutters: kitchen utensils used by kitchen AIs or servants in modern kitchens to handle ingredients with medium and large bones will only appear when they come into contact with meat with inanimate characteristics.
Laser can cut the bone like cutting gel.
Kagawa is holding this thing in his hand now, wondering if this thing is really so easy to use? Then he swung the knife, and he didn't know whether it was cut or not. He was shocked. Why? Because it was so silky that it didn't feel like cutting anything.
, if the chicken on the thick wooden chopping board in front of her had not been cut crosswise and the blood-red bones could still be seen from the cut surface, she would really think that she was cutting tofu instead of chopping the chicken.
But the surprise was only temporary. In less than two minutes, she had processed the entire chicken, put the internal organs aside, cleaned out the inedible parts, and took out a separate medium-sized lunch box to put the internal organs.
I grabbed some shredded ginger and prepared to throw it into the pot when the soup was being cooked.
Two-thirds of the water was refilled into the two pots, the fire was ready, and the iron plate was drizzled with oil. The members of the Tongue Club and Qiu Manman each stood in front of the kitchen utensils. Everything was ready. Xiangchuan took a deep breath and shouted:
"Get off the pot!"
Six chickens and shiitake mushrooms that were washed and cut in half were put into the soup pot. The meat of two chickens cut into pieces was skewered and smoked next to the fire. The other two chickens and shiitake mushrooms that were also cut into pieces were poured on the iron.
On the board, Xiangchuan himself took the spoon, sprinkled with salt and oil and stir-fried repeatedly.
While Xiangchuan was frying the chicken, he kept an eye on the situation on the other side of the two pots, instructing Ouyang Yating and Ainuo to scoop out the foam on the surface every five minutes.
In the periphery, students from the left-behind group were making fish soup and grilled fish using the lunch method. Students from other patrol groups were also busy preparing dinner plates and drinking water.
It wasn't until half past five, when the sun was halfway down in the sky, that the pots of sweet and delicious fish and chicken were officially completed.
Xiangchuan, who had been frying chicken for nearly half an hour, was now almost exhausted from exhaustion, but when he saw the excited eyes of his classmates, he cheered up, raised the roasted chicken drumstick in his hand, and shouted loudly: "It's time for dinner!"
"Oh————!!"
For a time, the entire northern area echoed with the cheers of Class 8 students who had eaten delicious chicken and fish.
I originally planned to postpone the shiitake mushrooms, but I personally can’t stand fried chicken without shiitake mushrooms, so I let the shiitake mushrooms appear in advance