roccoschili Chapter 130 I Eat 2 Bites
Chapter 130 I Eat 2 Bites
Lord Wang was greatly shocked.
He had been in Central Continent for a long time. All the orcs here were terrified at the mention of the South Sea, but he had never heard anyone say that they wanted to go to the South Sea.
"Sister, you are kidding, right?" The food in his mouth no longer tasted good, so Lord Wang threw it away and asked seriously.
"Do you know what Nanming is? I don't mean to look down on Zhongzhou, but..."
He Fuxi was indeed very determined:
"No buts, I've made up my mind."
Only such a powerful and brave Nanming can protect a piece of duckweed on the vast ocean.
He Fuxi thought so.
Finally, Lord Wang agreed.
After all, he was a little homesick.
I still miss my brother.
Zhongzhou made intensive preparations for the trip to the South China Sea.
The agricultural center delivered the latest season's rice. He Fuxi ground it into powder overnight and rolled up his sleeves to make dry food.
Lord Wang was walking around the kitchen, drooling on the floor:
"Sister, rice is so delicious, why is it ground into powder? How can I eat it like this?"
For the little sparrow, the temptation of rice is irresistible.
Why didn't he realize before that there were such good things in the world?
He was heartbroken to see that He Fuxi actually ground such delicious rice into powder.
He Fuxi was directing Zhan Rong and his son to knead dough.
"I want to steam buns... Oops! Lao Zhan, you're too strong!"
Seeing Zhan Rong "gently" hit the slate table through with a blow, causing the dough to fall to the ground, He Fuxi felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.
"Go away!" Her disdain was evident in her words: "You are so rough, let Xiao Zhu come instead!"
Zhan Rong met his end with regret, while He Zhu was ready to fight.
As the son of the Fur Tribe, he inherited Zhan Rong's strength, but because he was young, the power of his punch was just right.
A chewy, tender and white dough gradually takes shape.
Lord Wang came over and said:
"What kind of head is a steamed bun? It looks weird and doesn't even look like a head."
He Zhu finished work and wiped his sweat, looked at him with the same disdainful look, and said:
"Just wait for the food to come out. You're either as big as a mountain or smaller than a palm. You can't help me with anything. You're really good at nothing and eating is your top priority."
Lord Wang was so angry that he started to chirp like crazy.
After the dough was kneaded and fermented, He Fuxi personally rolled it into a long strip as thick as his wrist, and then cut it into small pieces.
Then put it in the steamer.
Speaking of bamboo steamers, this is a new product from the textile factory recently.
Today the textile factory has been renamed the Weaving Factory. In addition to making clothes, it also makes a lot of woven furniture. Steamers, baskets, mats and other items are very popular.
The one that He Fuxi has here is the first batch of steam steamers produced by the textile factory. Because she is the female, she got to use it first through the back door.
Otherwise, now that the steamers are sold out, she still has to wait in line for pre-sales!
Put the steamer on the pot and start steaming.
The process of making steamed buns is almost over.
Lord Wang was thinking, after all the trouble, he didn't add any magical things like ginseng fruit or longevity flower. Grinding rice into flour and then kneading the flour into balls, is it interesting?
It’s better to just eat rice, what a waste of time!
Lord Wang has never seen the charm of He Fuxi's cooking skills, but the other beast husbands and children have seen it.
The steamed buns haven't even come out of the pot yet, but the kitchen is already surrounded by people in three layers.
If He Fuxi had not strictly prohibited anyone from entering the kitchen, the kitchen would have been packed with people.
"Mom, mother." The youngest sister, Ji Yang, was still crawling on the ground.
While crawling, he shouted: "Eat...eat...eat...head."
The old father Lingling quickly picked her up and carefully wiped the saliva off her chin:
"Don't worry, little Jiyang baby, I will definitely leave one for you, ah."
The sight of so many people drooling together really surprised Lord Wang again.
At the same time, I am also very dissatisfied:
Are steamed buns really that delicious?
He doesn't believe it!
After all, he is the Son of God. Back then, he was treated like a treasure in Nanming and had all the good things he could eat.
He definitely doesn't like this steamed bun.
"What a rare thing!" He deliberately shouted loudly, "You can eat it after it's done. I won't eat a single bite!"
Just as he finished speaking, a rich, sweet aroma emanated from the steamer.
"It's out of the pot!" He Fuxi shouted.
Zhan Rong lifted the lid of the pot, and as a large cloud of smoke dissipated, the kitchen was filled with wonderful smells!
Gudong.
Lord Wang heard himself swallowing.
Of course, he would never admit it.
Not only did they not admit it, they also emphasized it again:
"You can eat if you want, no need to give me..."
The word "I" was still stuck in his throat when Hezhu slapped him aside.
"Make way, make way!" He Zhu placed a large basket of steamed buns on the stone table.
"There won't be enough food this time, so brothers and sisters should eat first. I can't give it to others even if they want it. You have to wait for the next trip!"
Mr. Wang: ...
Then, he watched helplessly as people came and went in the kitchen all day long, each holding a big, plump steamed bun, smiling happily, and coming back after finishing their meal...
"Hey!"
Seeing the last steamed bun being pinched and stuffed into He Zhu's mouth, Lord Wang became anxious:
"He Zhu, you've already eaten so many, please leave some for me!"
He Zhu glanced at him:
"You're not going to eat a single bite, are you?"
Lord Wang blushed, and after hesitating for a long time, he said:
"I'll take two bites."
When he finally had the steamed buns, he was so excited that he couldn't stop his hands. He stuffed one after another into his mouth. He stuffed them so fast that his hands left afterimages...
"Why is this steamed bun so delicious!" He showed his happy little face with puffy cheeks.
He Fuxi was somewhat frightened:
"Master Wang, can you do it? Can you fit so much into your tiny body?"
Lord Wang gave me another steamed bun, his face beaming with joy:
"It can fit in! I may be small, but my organs are as big as a Kun!"
He Fuxi was speechless after hearing this.
No wonder his stomach didn’t feel bloated at all after eating for half a day.
Feelings have gone into a bottomless black hole.
After working day and night for a whole week, He Fuxi finally prepared all the steamed buns for the whole family and for eating on the way to Nanming.
Then, she could finally find some time to see how another important thing was being prepared.
The journey to the South Sea is long. When Lord Wang goes there, he must have transformed into a roc and flown in the sky for several months.
She can't always sit on the bird's back, exposed to the wind and rain, right?
If this is the case, by the time she reaches Nanming, she will have become a mummy.
So, she decided to make a moving castle for Fuxi.
Thanks to the caves and palaces built for her, a group of craftsmen from the pig tribe have grown into experienced builders.
Whether it is a cave house, a mud and stone house, or a wooden house, they can make it look presentable.
This time, they built a two-story wooden villa according to the design given by He Fuxi.
When Lord Wang walked into the villa.
His life was greatly impacted.