Fast-traveling female supporting role counterattacks in a different way

Chapter 155

Taking out her best cooking skills, Rosie ignored the surprised gazes of the two of them, and made plate after plate of dishes that were full of fragrance and tantalizing taste buds:
There are braised fish cubes, steamed small colorful fish, leek pancakes, and a pot of stewed fish soup.

Of course, the staple food is leek pancakes.

As for where the flour came from, of course it wasn't the first stock that Rosie Space took out.

It is the result of sticky fruit research.

Rosie found that this thing called sticky fruit, the turquoise shell was opened, and the inside was indeed a kind of sticky, bright white crystal-like paste, as Renault said, and it smelled like wheat. It tastes very sweet.

Rosie then had a brainstorm, and added a lot of chopped leeks to it, stirred them evenly, then poured oil into the hot pan, and when the oil was hot, spread out a small ball of paste in the oil pan, and turned it over. Turn it over a few times, fry until golden on both sides, and then take it out of the pan.

When it was slightly cooler, I picked it up with chopsticks and took a bite, and found that the taste was not bad:
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the mouth is fragrant.

So he continued to do the same, spreading and frying more than a dozen pancakes.Don't stop until the paste in the green sticky fruit is exhausted.

Rosie also opened the golden sticky fruit and looked at it, and found that the dry powder inside was very similar to flour, and the powder was also very fine and light yellow in color.

Rosie dug out a spoonful, poured it into a small bowl, added a little water, and after stirring, found that it was exactly the same as the paste in the green sticky fruit, and even the original light yellow color turned into a paste when it met water. Bright white.

It seems that it can be used as flour and eaten as a staple food in the future.

Thinking of buns, noodles, dumplings, pancakes and other pasta, Rosie's eyes brightened.

When you are free, go find some more golden-yellow ripe sticky fruits with them, and take them back to the cave for storage.

In this way, in winter, you will not eat meat every day and get tired of it.It can also alleviate the problem of hunting danger in the rainy season.

……

After the food was served on the stone table, and before Rosie could speak, Lei Nuo couldn't wait to sit under the stone bench, and stretched out his hand to the braised fish with good color.

"Wait—" Rosie hurriedly stopped, secretly glad that this guy didn't directly reach out to the boiling white fish soup.Leaving aside whether it will burn the opponent's hands, what Rosie cares about is hygiene.

Grabbing food with your fingers, grilling is ok, when other food..., thinking about it is not good.

"What's wrong?" Renault paused for a moment, looking dazed.

"Wash your hands, wash your hands before eating, it's more hygienic." Regardless of Wu Yang's gaze, Rosie smiled back at him, then turned her head and said to Renault.

"But..." Renault was puzzled, looking eager to argue.

"It's nothing special," Rosie interrupted Renault's unspoken words, frowning unhappily, "It used to be barbecue, although this time it also has meat, but it can't be eaten like this. Do you want others to eat it? Are you slobbering chunks of meat?"

"Then what should I do?" Wu Yang couldn't help asking.

Wu Yang may have a cleanliness, Rosie thought.Otherwise, how could there be slow approval in the eyes of the other party?

For the sake of support, Rosie also became patient: "Use chopsticks."

After speaking, ignoring the doubts of the two, Rosie pointed to a pair of chopsticks that had been placed on the side of the stone table earlier, and introduced, "This is the chopsticks I was talking about!"

These are some wooden chopsticks.

"Look, use it like this." Sitting under the stone bench, Rosie picked up a pair of chopsticks under the curious eyes of the two, and then picked up a piece of braised fish and ate it. When one piece was finished, use the chopsticks Pointing to the fishbone thrown aside, "It's like how I use chopsticks and eat fish like this, do you understand? Another friendly reminder, be careful of fishbone getting stuck in your throat."

Renault looked amused, and as soon as Rosie finished speaking, he picked up two chopsticks and stretched them towards the fish...

"Snapped!"

"Washed your hands?" Rosie took her own chopsticks and hit the chopsticks in the opponent's hand.

"Hmph! Let me try it first," Renault was very dissatisfied. "I'll try to hold chopsticks, and then I'll just wash my hands."

As he spoke, the other party continued to pick up the chopsticks that had fallen on the table, and headed towards the fish.

Luo Xi had no choice but to look at Wu Yang, thinking: This guy must be so difficult, right?
But thinking about the possible cleanliness of the other party, Rosie secretly heaved a sigh of relief: as long as not everyone is so difficult to deal with, that's fine.

Sure enough, Wu Yang was no ordinary beast.

He consciously walked towards the iron basin half filled with washed foreign leeks.

When he walked in, he dipped his hands into the water neatly and scrubbed them. The serious look with his head down was like a dazzling Modi stone, restrained in the deep city, low-key and calm.

Rosie couldn't help sighing again, the original owner's good eyesight.

Looking back at Lei Nuo holding a chopstick in each of his left and right hands, with a little piece of fish squeezed in the middle, and carefully watching the chopsticks move slowly, Rosie is really obsessive-compulsive:
What is this way of holding chopsticks?Doesn't it take a lot of effort to pick up vegetables like this?
"Snapped……"

Finally, under Rosie's fierce gaze, the other party's two chopsticks misplaced, and the fish piece brushed the other's elongated chin and fell onto the stone table.

Seeing the clumsy and funny look of the other party, Rosie smiled without hesitation.

After laughing, Rosie ignored him and was still angry. She stared at herself, feeling aggrieved, and started her meal.

Of course, Lei Nuo was not the only one who was stupid, after washing his hands, Wu Yang, who sat down at the stone table and picked up chopsticks, was not much better.

Although it is not as weird as Renault's posture with chopsticks, it is still quite distinctive.

This guy held two chopsticks tightly with one hand, and the force was comparable to that of a dagger.

The two chopsticks were tightly attached, and they didn't know how to separate them. When they got close to the fish piece, they stabbed the fish piece hard, and then lifted the chopsticks to the edge of the mouth...

Action, then a casual and calm.

Rosie: →_→

sweat!Damn you, you're spearing fish with a wooden fork in the river!

"Look at me more, how I use chopsticks, imitate more, it's easy to achieve the effect." Don't make me dumbfounded like that.

Rosie couldn't help persuading, "Don't invent how to use chopsticks by yourself." The brain hole is wide open, and the imagination is really overwhelming.

It felt really weird and awkward.

Thus, the meal ended while Rosie demonstrated how to pick up food with one chopstick after another, and the two of them stared at the chopsticks in Rosie's hands eagerly.

"Hic~" Rosie hiccupped, looked at the fish piece that she had unknowingly eaten, put down her chopsticks, and didn't plan to demonstrate any more.

After watching it for so long, should I know it?

"Try it yourself, practice makes perfect, just practice more." Rosie drank half a bowl of fish soup, Shi Shiran got up and left.

Get ready to go to the tribe to eat and drink.

(End of this chapter)