Chapter 477 Only winter nights and food can't be let down
Standing at the door of the impoverished adobe house, Cheng Lin thought for a moment and finally looked away from the pile of instant noodles stored in the "spiritual world".
Ever since he kidnapped the little girl Elu with instant noodles in the elf world, Cheng Lin had relevant experience.
However, after considering the specific situation, he still gave up the plan of giving Lai food made of modern industrial products.
"After all, this time I am not an unpredictable god, but just a freak who was picked up."
Cheng Lin knows his position very well.
As the "Evil God", no matter what he brings out, it doesn't matter. No one will question it, especially when he is facing that silly girl Elu.
However, in this deduction, if he rashly "changes" food out of thin air, it will inevitably cause a lot of controversy.
"Although I'm not afraid of anything...but that will cause a lot of trouble after all."
After giving up the idea, Cheng Lin touched his chin and thought for two seconds, then smiled at the corner of his mouth.
Since it’s not easy to take out the food directly, you might as well make it yourself, it’s the same thing.
When he first woke up and went to Sun Xiao's house, Cheng Lin showed off his cooking skills.
Although it's not that exquisite, it's still pretty good.
As soon as he thought of it, Cheng Lin turned back to the house and walked towards the two pottery jars in the corner.
When he opened the first lid, he frowned slightly. There was actually a thick layer of ice in the tank, which was obviously caused by the cold.
There is a large ice cave in the middle of the ice layer, and inside is fresh water mixed with ice cubes.
He picked up the water ladle next to him and took a little tentatively.
After tasting it, his eyebrows relaxed.
“It’s pretty good, at least there’s no smell.”
Opening another vat containing food, Cheng Lin took out a flashlight to illuminate it and found that there was very little food in the vat, only about half of the vat.
Considering that there was no other food in the room, these were probably the food for Lai, Di Gua and the dog to survive the winter, which made his heart sink.
But soon he began to choose food from the tank with brisk movements.
Cheng Lin was surprised to find that the types of food here were quite diverse, but each item was very small.
Moreover, both sweet potatoes and potatoes are small pieces, which are very different from those sold in modern urban vegetable markets.
There is still some flour mixed with soil and grass stems at the bottom of the tank, and most of it is wild vegetables.
They were fluffy and took up a lot of space, and they were all dried out in the sun.
Obviously, wild vegetables are their main food.
Cheng Lin couldn't recognize many of the varieties at all, but fortunately, he didn't need to identify them. Since they were placed in the tank, they were all edible.
Cheng Lin thought for a while, took some of each relatively clean food and put it in the basin.
He used another basin to sift out some clean sorghum, washed it with water, and returned it to the furnace in the center of the room.
Use a knife to cut potatoes and the like into small pieces, mix with the rest of the food, and set aside.
After that, he got up and brought some stored firewood from outside, broke it, and stuffed it under the stove.
Immediately, he lit a fire with a "low-temperature fireball" with a flick of his finger. When the furnace was illuminated red by the flames, he flicked his right hand on the ground and took out a row of bottles and cans from the spirit world.
Different bottles have manufacturer labels on them.
Cheng Lin glanced around and took in all the condiments.
He bought these from the supermarket on his way back to Jiuyuan from Chang'an.
Because there was enough space in the spirit world, Cheng Lin bought a lot of daily necessities in one go. Even though he didn't use them, he hid them in the cabinet.
He has always had a dream: one day the spiritual world will be spacious enough, and he will build a house in it.
When I felt good, I went in to cook something for myself, but I didn't expect to use it here in advance.
He had checked before and there was almost no seasoning in Rai's room.
There was only some salt, which was also very rough and bitter, and Cheng Lin really didn't like it.
Since you are going to cook, of course you have to make it as delicious as possible.
As for the origin of these seasonings, just make up any excuse. It's easier to explain than taking out instant noodles.
"call."
After blowing on the stove, Cheng Lin put water in the pot.
After the water boiled, he put the bowl of food in, and then added the seasonings according to the timing... He was going to cook a pot of porridge. After all, under these conditions, porridge was the most suitable.
When the porridge was half cooked, he poured some salad oil into it, and the whole pot of porridge became more shiny and attractive.
Purely natural ingredients...polluted water...plenty of seasonings, coupled with Cheng Lin's decent cooking skills, soon, a scent filled the room, drifting towards the darkening cold winter.
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Fortunately, Lai's home was on the edge of the village and downwind, so it would not attract the attention of the whole village.
Of course, this was also deliberately controlled by Cheng Lin.
He didn't put lard in it... he was just worried that the scent would be too strong and attract other villagers.
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In the village.
The sky finally turned dark, and faint firelight appeared in the courtyards of various villagers. At the same time, green smoke curled up.
Lai walked on the slippery dirt road, hunching his neck.
The weather got even colder after nightfall, and the thin hair on my body couldn't completely resist the cold.
"call."
Exhaling a mouthful of white air condensed by cold crystals, Lai couldn't help but walk a little faster.
In his right hand he held a small basket made of branches. There was some meat in it, most of which were the entrails of prey, full of the smell of blood.
At the end of each hunting session, everyone has to share the meat together. Of course, the good meat must be saved and sent to the city in a few days.
All the villagers could get were some scraps and offal.
However, even if it is just smelly internal organs that some big shots in the city disdain, it still has infinite appeal to Lai.
His stomach was growling, and his hand holding the basket became harder and harder.
This time he got slightly more meat.
On the one hand, it was because he contributed a lot in hunting this time, and on the other hand, the village chief heard about the "freak" he picked up, so he made the decision and gave him more.
This is of course against the rules. After all, the prey is obtained by the big guy with his life.
But what surprised Lai was that the teammates who had been constantly trying to persuade him not to pick up "trouble" didn't say anything, but acquiesced to this distribution method.
This made Lai feel a little warm in his heart.
"Woof woof!"
Walking on the cold dirt road, Lai was thinking about this. Suddenly, "Sweet Potato" who was following him suddenly screamed.
Heading towards home, he seemed to be very excited.
"Don't worry, I know you're hungry. I'll cook for you when you get back."
Lai shrank his neck and said.
"Woof woof!"
However, for some reason, the usually obedient Sweet Potato was uncharacteristically barking today, which made Lai troubled and subconsciously speed up his pace.
Finally, he came outside his small courtyard. When he raised his head, he was slightly startled.
In the dark courtyard, or to be precise, in his earthen house, there was a faint orange firelight reflecting off it.
"this……"
Lai's movements were fixed and he didn't realize what happened.
Immediately, his nose suddenly moved, and a rich aroma instantly enveloped him, making his cold body suddenly warm, and his shriveled belly growled incessantly.
"Woof woof!"
Sweet potato happily stood outside the fence gate, straightened up, pressed its two forelimbs against the fence gate, and kept wagging its tail, trying to get in.
"Is it him? That freak?"
Lai suddenly woke up and quickly opened the courtyard door in three steps and two steps at a time.
Then he carried the bamboo basket and climbed out the door with the "sweet potatoes".
When he opened the door, he saw Cheng Lin holding a broom and staring at the earthen bed with a frown.
I saw a person and a dog entering the house.
He turned his head, smiled, and said, "You're back? By the way, why doesn't your kang bed have a stove pit? How can you cook it at night?"
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Lai has never been like this before, his whole mind is in a daze.
He almost forgot how he answered the other party, and also how he was pulled over by the other party, sat down, and then picked up the bowl.
As for what happened after picking up the job...I can’t remember even more clearly.
He only remembered that the "freak" served him a bowl of porridge with a spoon, and then handed him a wooden spoon. After that, Lai was conquered by the rich aroma.
His hungry stomach gave him no time to think, and he just started eating.
After the first mouthful of hot porridge entered his mouth, he could no longer control his hands and mouth.
It is obviously the most common food... Every ingredient is obviously so familiar to itself, but when they are mixed together and put in the mouth, they have an indescribable taste.
Little does Len know, but this is the power of seasoning.
For a young man who had never had any contact with condiments except for salt and a small amount of sweet and sour liquid brewed from wild fruits, he suddenly tasted many condiments produced by human industrial civilization and marketed around the world... This was very important to him.
It is a cruel enjoyment for the taste buds.
It is a complete destruction of the concept of "food"!
As the poorest boy at the bottom of the Long Lord territory, in his limited life, the only thing he needs to consider is whether there is something to eat tomorrow, not whether the food is "delicious". In fact, in Lai's life dictionary, there has never been "
The word "food".
Therefore, when Cheng Lin used the condiments he was already familiar with to make a pot of hot porridge that was "barely edible" and placed it in front of Lai... everything became logical.
"Hululu..."
Cheng Lin sat quietly across from the furnace, looking across the red charcoal at the selfless young man eating opposite him and the equally selfless "sweet potatoes", smiling and saying nothing.
He just kept feeding each of them and their dog porridge.
When he cooked it, he considered that it would take two mouths to eat, so he put in enough portion.
But soon, the pot of porridge had reached the bottom.
Fortunately, after the last bit of the bottom of the pot was scooped out, both Lai and "Sweet Potato" looked satisfied.
"belch."
Putting down the bowl and spoon, the young man squinted his eyes, rubbed his round belly, and warmed the hearth full of heat beside him. He felt unprecedented happiness.
Next to him, "Sweet Potato" also slumped on the ground, put his paws under his chin, and moved closer to the stove, his face full of enjoyment.
I don't know how long it took.
Lai finally came to his senses and looked at the "freak" sitting on the floor opposite.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he seemed unable to say anything.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, blushed and said:
"This pot...we all ate? You don't seem to have eaten at all?"
Cheng Lin smiled slightly, showing his white teeth: "No, I ate it before you came back."
After a pause, he continued: "Thank you very much for rescuing me, yes, but I am very unfamiliar with this place. Can you tell me where this is?"