roccoschili Chapter 45 Pan-fried Beef Ribs
Chapter 45 Pan-fried Beef Ribs
Hu Jiang is working overtime to make straw ropes and racks for drying meat.
The temperature inside the cave is extremely low, like a natural cold storage, but the meat can't just be left there. It usually needs to be rubbed with salt and hung outside to dry for a while.
With such a great haul today, Lin Baiyan looked at the meat scattered all over the ground, discussed it with Tu Lin, and then whispered something to Lang Cang. Lang Cang nodded and said something in a low voice. The young man looked conflicted, but finally made up his mind.
Lin Baiyan walked to the center of the cave entrance, turned around and looked at everyone: "Beastmen of the Azure Flame Tribe!"
All the orcs stopped what they were doing and looked at the young man.
Lin Baiyan took a deep breath, then composed himself and gave a solemn yet friendly smile. "The Beast God protected us, and the warriors of the tribe brought back so much food, allowing us to get through the snow season."
"Thank you, Beast God, for your blessing!"
He imitated Tu Lin's previous posture, crossing his arms in front of his chest, lowering his head and closing his eyes, looking very solemn.
Hearing the priest's words, the surrounding beastmen were also very excited, lowered their heads and closed their eyes, "Thank you for the blessing from the Beast God!"
After a while, Lin Baiyan opened his eyes and said to everyone, "I've discussed it with the clan leader, and today everyone can eat as much meat as they want!"
"Woohoo~"
"Wow!!"
Hearing this, everyone was overjoyed and danced with excitement. They hadn't had a proper meal in so many days, and now they could finally eat to their hearts' content!
In a corner where no one was watching, the young man grinned at Lang Cang, showing his small white teeth, and winked.
How was my performance?
Looking at the somewhat playful appearance of the young man in the distance, Lang Cang's gaze softened, and he nodded affirmatively at him.
Yes, you're great.
Everyone busily began preparing dinner. The orcs gathered on the flat ground in front of the cave. The male orcs lit many fires to roast meat. The two large stone pots were also busy, with Hu Qing and Yang Ye guarding them. They were filled with large chunks of beef.
Lin Baiyan remembered the ginger that Yang Ye and the others had brought back earlier. He had been so busy today that he had almost forgotten about this good thing.
This was dug up while digging potatoes. Yang Ye saw that it looked similar to a potato, but smelled different, so he brought it back with him. Unexpectedly, it solved a big problem for the young man!
The young man was almost overjoyed to tears. Ginger, the most important ingredient for removing fishy smells!
Lin Baiyan immediately took his basket and went back to the potato hillside with Yang Ye and the others. They dug up a whole basket of ginger before finally stopping, still feeling unsatisfied.
Ginger is relatively easy to preserve. Just pour the soil around the ginger plant into a basket so that the ginger is not exposed, and it can be stored for a long time.
Now, the three essentials for removing fishy smells are finally complete! The young man happily picked out a large piece of ginger from the basket on his back, along with a few wild scallions, garlic sprouts, and a small handful of Sichuan peppercorns.
After washing them clean, the ginger was sliced, and the scallions and garlic sprouts were cut into sections. All the seasonings were thrown into two large pots. Hu Qing and the others smelled the pungent aroma and looked curiously at the food that looked somewhat like a potato. "Priest White Flame, is this thing used in the same way as Pain Grass?"
Lin Baiyan smiled and nodded, "That's right, you'll know once you try it."
He watched as foam rose from the pot, then took a bamboo bowl and slowly scooped out the top layer of blood foam, explaining to the sub-beastmen, "This blood foam is all dirty stuff and very fishy. You should skim it off when you cook meat soup in the future."
Hu Qing and Yang Ye, who were usually in charge of cooking, nodded blankly upon hearing this.
Yang Ye pulled another sub-beastman, a dog spirit, to learn together. He was currently focusing on gathering and didn't cook much anymore. Once the dog spirit finished learning, she and Hu Qing would be partners.
The aroma of the broth gradually grew stronger, and Lin Baiyan took a satisfied breath. This time, it wasn't broth where you had to search for meat in vegetables; the stone pot was filled with large chunks of meat.
Hu Qing and the others smelled a different aroma from the usual meat soup and finally understood why the priest had thrown so much stuff away; the meat soup cooked this way seemed to be more tempting.
Seeing that the meat soup was almost ready, Lin Baiyan told Hu Qing and the others to watch the pot while he went to the meat processing area to pick and choose. He picked out a large piece of beef ribs, cleaned them, marinated them with ginger slices and scallions, drizzled them with oyster sauce, and sprinkled them with ground salt and pepper.
After the steaks had marinated thoroughly, the young man placed a thin stone slab over the fire, rendered some oil from the butter, and then began to sear the steaks.
The steak on the stone slab sizzled, and the aroma gradually spread. The little ones, who knew best where the good food was, squatted in a circle around the stone slab, their eyes fixed on the sizzling, oily steak, their saliva almost dripping to the ground.
The cubs now have an incongruous large companion, and Wolf Cang seems oblivious to the fact that he is sitting next to the cubs.
He stepped forward openly, his eyes glancing repeatedly at the stone slab, his expression remaining calm. "What are you doing?"
The young man looked at Lang Cang's serious expression with amusement. "Pan-fried beef ribs."
I didn't realize that Lang Cang had a hidden foodie side. At this moment, he looked a bit immature and immature.
"Oh," Lang Cang responded softly, but his feet never left the stone slab.
Lin Baiyan skillfully flipped the steak, searing both sides until golden brown, then placed it on a clean large leaf.
The young man leisurely pan-fried the steaks, and soon he had piled up a small mountain of meat.
Finally, all the food was cooked. This dinner was all meat, with not a single green leaf in sight.
Sixty-eight tribesmen formed a circle around a large bonfire. The young man stood in the center, wearing a crest made of feathers from a colorful phoenix pheasant.
He crossed his arms and chanted a slightly mysterious and strange incantation aloud, his tone rising and falling but not sharp.
The orcs couldn't understand the priest's words, but his distant voice seemed to penetrate their souls, inspiring awe.
At this moment, the young man seemed to exude a mysterious and noble aura, as if he had truly become the priest who could communicate with the beast god.
As the priests prayed, the orcs unconsciously began to move their bodies and dance rhythmically. They came from different tribes, but their dances were strangely blended together.
However, what they had in common was that the beastmen's faces were full of smiles.
After the prayer, the young man smiled warmly and said, "Everyone, begin to enjoy the fruits of your labor!"
Everyone cheered and began to scatter around the fire to eat roasted meat, or take their own bamboo bowls to Hu Qing and Yang Ye to ask for meat soup.
The young man lowered his hand, looking at the happy figures of his people, his eyes filled with smiles. He didn't know when, but Lang Cang walked up to him, looked at the young man wearing a colorful feather crown on his head, and said in a low voice, "Very beautiful."