A gourmet journey to survive on a deserted island with beautiful women

Chapter 213 How could she be a princess
"All right!"

The voice fell, there was no cheering, and a group of guys were busy handing over their bowls.

Ling Xiao smiled slightly, and first gave Alice a spoonful, keeping an eye on her carefully.

Then Xiao Zhao, Lin Xian'er, Bu Huayu, and Laura.

Then came Lu Xuexin, Fudimo, Tan Mingyue and herself.

"Wang!"

At some point, the dog who had brought the rice bowl to his feet led Xiao Yudian and Long Aotian to remind him by wagging his tail.

Ling Xiao had no choice but to pick up its rice bowl, pour it out, let it cool down, and then put it back.

By the way, there are little flowers...

puff!

Lu Xuexin laughed, came over to take over, and told him to fuck off—this guy is such a big kid, he actually sulked with them.

Ling Xiao was as good as he was, and blew the soy milk in his bowl cold and drank it dry.

He first asked Lu Xuexin to help beat the soy milk in the pot into the basin, and then he went to take out the gypsum, grind it into powder, pour it into raw soy milk and stir it, and then pour it into the jar.

Then, he picked up the jar and shook it violently a few times, letting the gypsum water stand on the side of the jar.

The last step is to lift the pot over, lift it high, and pour the soy milk into the jar.

clap clap!

After putting down the basin, he clapped his hands and smiled at everyone, "It's done!"

"I'll go..." Bu Huayu exclaimed: "The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and not a single drop of soy milk splashed out. Chief, that's amazing!"

Ling Xiao made a humility, and told them to share the remaining soy milk.

Seeing that Laura's bowl was still full, Tan Mingyue asked doubtfully, "Aren't you used to drinking?"

Laura nodded, frowned and said, "There is a strange smell..."

Everyone was speechless.

Alice likes to drink, and has already jumped to the side of the pot to wait.

After everyone finished drinking, Ling Xiao took a chopstick and let it go in mid-air on the jar. Seeing that the chopstick fell halfway down, it stood straight and steady. This is the proof that the tofu is well ordered.

He smiled with satisfaction, and said to everyone: "It will take about two hours to eat bean pollen, let's go to the blast furnace first!"

The people are accommodating.

This is not the first time they have done this. They consciously went to fetch water or dig soil or chop grass leaves. Xiao Zhao mixed the mud with his feet, Fudimo was responsible for transporting the mud, Lin Xianer carried the dried bricks, Ling Xiao Holding a wooden brick cutter masonry blast furnace.

Laura frowned, but followed Tan Mingyue to help...

Alice was not idle either, she kept going to the edge of the clearing to help Lu Xuexin bring back the cut grass, and the two big cat cubs ran around following her.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye for about two hours, Ling Xiao is very satisfied with looking at his masterpiece-come two or three hours in the afternoon, and the clay blast furnace, which took nearly a week, will be completed.

"Let's go! Dinner is ready!" He yelled and jumped off the shelf.

All the beauties immediately cheered.

After going to the beach to wash her feet, she found that Buhuayu was already making cassava noodles. Lin Xianer gave a thumbs up and praised: "Sister Bu is doing great!"

But Bu Huayu was not too cheerful, because she was sent back by Ling Xiaofa to make a fire and boil water because she was not helping.

However, when I saw the bean curd was put into the bowl, my sadness was swept away, and I couldn't extricate myself before I started eating.

"Oh, right!"

Ling Xiao suddenly remembered something, and said to Tan Mingyue, "Go and take out the pickled scallions."

"Okay!" Tan Mingyue hurried to go.

"Shantou?!" Lin Xian'er said in shock, "Brother-in-law, when did you do it?"

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "It's been a long time ago."

Fudimo asked suspiciously, "Hiding again?"

"What do you mean..." Ling Xiao said angrily, "It's been in the kitchen all this time, but you didn't notice it."

Fudimo refused to accept it, and pointed to Fudimo who came out with a small jar in his arms and asked, "How did Sister Tan know?"

Ling Xiao snorted coldly: "She likes to rummage like a mouse, of course she knows."

Fudimo was speechless, quickly took Xiao Zhao's bowl, and asked Tan Mingyue to fill Xiao Zhao with more.

Seeing that the vermicelli will take a while, Ling Xiao thought about it, went to the kitchen to heat up some crocodile oil, poured it into cornel powder to make chili oil (in the early days of our country, spicy refers to cornel).

When he came out, there was another burst of cheers.

At this time, the vermicelli was also cooked, and the few people who had eaten the jelly bean curd hurriedly took the bowl and added some more bean curd.

Then there are fried chicken fir, pickled scallions, oyster sauce and a little salt.

At this point, a bowl of fragrant bean curd vermicelli is ready.

A group of gourmets hurriedly found a place to squat or sit down, worked hard, and enjoyed themselves.

This time, Laura, who doesn't like soy milk, only took one sip before she couldn't control herself, and she couldn't help herself.

Alice even sat down directly beside the woodshed. According to her, she would eat another bowl after eating.

"Hey, where is the dog going?"

Seeing the dog struggling to hold the rice bowl containing bean curd vermicelli (sweet) in its mouth, and limping along with two small... and two big ones walking towards the beach, Ling Xiao was puzzled.

Bu Huayu said: "Last time I was beaten up when I defecated in the house, maybe I wanted to defecate while eating."

Ling Xiao snorted and continued to work hard.

Fudimo said with tears in his eyes: "When I was young, my younger brother and I liked to eat the bean curd rice noodles from Grandma Liu's house at the entrance of the alley. I haven't had it for many years... This is really delicious!"

Ling Xiao said with a smile: "It's a pity that the season is not right. When it comes to spring, I will make some sour pickles, which will be delicious!"

But Bu Huayu said angrily: "But, there are only a few beans, and I have to leave it to that guy Wen Zhaoxin!"

Lin Xian'er sucked the vermicelli into her mouth with a whimper, chewed and comforted, "Don't panic, we will save two handfuls of beans to plant, and we will have more to eat next year!"

Hearing what she said, Bu Huayu felt better.

Alice, who took the second bowl from Lu Xuexin, came to sit down beside Ling Xiao, because she couldn't understand the conversation just now, she asked timidly: "Uncle Magician, can little Alice eat this every day? Worse than pasta made by a palace chef..."

Halfway through the speech, the little girl's eyes widened, she was obviously startled by saying the wrong thing, she quickly lowered her head and closed her mouth, feeling very nervous.

palace?

Everyone also widened their eyes.

Fudimo asked curiously: "Alice, have you ever been to the palace? What palace? Are you..."

"Shut up!" Seeing that the little girl was terrified, Ling Xiao quickly stopped her: "Eat more, talk less!"

Fudimo stuck out his tongue and said nothing more.

Ling Xiao turned back and said to Alice: "Alice, don't be afraid, even if you are a princess, I am still your magician uncle, and you are still a family member of our tribe."

What age, how could she be a princess... In his opinion, Alice was at best the daughter of a special person who was lucky enough to enter a certain palace.

"Uncle Magician, is what you said true?" Alice asked expectantly.

"Of course it's true!" Ling Xiao gave her a big smile.

(End of this chapter)