prehistoric chef

The corners of the curved mouth retracted without a trace, Wen Xiaobao stared at Zhengmao, and said lightly: "Are you hungry?"

Zheng Mao was taken aback, nodded, Wen Xiaobao turned around and went to make soup, Zheng Mao stared at Wen Xiaobao's back for a long time, speechless.

The bone soup on the stove had been simmering all night. Now the soup was white and rich. Wen Xiaobao lifted the lid of the pot with one hand, and the aroma rushed out. He couldn't help but want to drink it even after eating noodles at noon. After taking a sip, Gao Ming saw that Wen Xiaobao was making two servings of soup. He looked at the bed, and sure enough, Zhengmao had woken up. He felt a little relieved, and said to Bujia with a smile, "Zhengmao is awake."

Wen Xiaobao stuffed a bowl of soup to Buga, "Feed him when he's hungry." He lowered his head and blew on the hot soup in his bowl, took a sip, it tasted so good.

Bujia carried the soup to Zhengmao's bedside. Wen Xiaobao watched and saw that Bujia was carefully supporting Zhengmao without touching the wound, and then he concentrated on drinking the soup.Zhengmao, who had recovered, was a little bit more energetic than yesterday. Seeing that he was still alive or woke up in the Bujia cave, he knew that Bujia and the others had saved him, and immediately laughed with the corners of his mouth, shaking his heart and lungs and coughing , Wen Xiaobao put down the bowl in his hand, his face was very ugly, and he said coldly: "You don't want to die!"

Zhengmao was stunned again, since he became a leader and led a life of a hole, he was the only one who said this to others, how could anyone say him?It seemed like he yelled this sentence yesterday when he pulled Da Lan and Xiao Lan away, but he didn't expect that it would be his turn today.At this time, the cough also stopped, and Zhengmao clutched the pain in his chest. Bujia quickly handed the bowl to Gao Ming, and laid Zhengmao flat. One of the wounds that had been stitched had already started to ooze blood.

Wen Xiaobao's face was very cold and hard, he blew a few breaths of cold air, gulped down the soup, and then walked to Zhengmao's bedside, pressing the wound with one hand, Zhengmao was caught off guard Hissing in pain, Wen Xiaobao loosened his grip a little, and said, "If you want to live, don't move around except to eat and go to the bathroom, and you can't cough or laugh." Turning around, he went to pour hot water to wipe the wound, Reapply the herb residue.

It was the first time for Gao Ming to see Wen Xiaobao like this, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak out, and then he whispered to Bujia when he saw Wen Xiaobao going to add water, "Xiaobao doesn't treat us like this—" See Zheng Mao looked at him and smiled mischievously, "You don't know Xiaobao well, he stayed up all night last night to heal your wound, just fell asleep when your caveman came to look for you and woke up again, didn't sleep well. "He is not a person who does good deeds without leaving a name. If Xiaobao doesn't say anything, he will take this favor for Xiaobao. In the future, Zhengmao can take care of Xiaobao.

Hearing this, Zheng Mao felt a little thoughtful looking at Wen Xiaobao's busy back.

Wen Xiaobao took care of Zhengmao's wound with a cold face. From the beginning to the end, his face was not very good-looking. Zhengmao didn't lose his temper, but kept looking at Wen Xiaobao with a smile in his eyes. Wen Xiaobao, who was being watched closely, didn't know Whether intentionally or unintentionally, a hand trembled, and Zheng Mao grinned in pain, but his eyes on Wen Xiaobao were suppressed again.

After treating Zhengmao's wound, Wen Xiaobao went to scoop up a bowl of soup for himself. There were a lot of bones in their caves. This snow season basically boiled some bone soup every day, but it was not as good as today's.

Sitting by the stove drinking soup, Rhubarb woke up and stared at Wen Xiaobao with his eyes wide open. Wen Xiaobao's face softened a bit, he picked up a few bones and threw them to Rhubarb. Zheng Mao, who had been staring at Wen Xiaobao, couldn't help but feel a little Sad, when will he be inferior to a wild dog? !There is no smile on his face!

The cave is relatively quiet and comfortable at the moment. I didn’t sleep well last night and went to catch up on sleep. It doesn’t matter if I didn’t sleep well in the past, but today I don’t have to go hunting and I have nothing to do so I have to rest.Gao Ming yawned, and pulled Bujia to take a nap for a while, when he heard footsteps and noise outside the cave.

"Broken teeth?" Gao Ming asked.

Zheng Mao nodded on the bed, the loud voice sounded like bad teeth.While talking, the aisle was blocked, Gao Ming opened the iron gate, and a group of Hulala came in, with Bad Fang leading the way. Behind him were two hunters carrying a calf that was still relatively fat, and Bad Fang came in to see Zheng Maoxing Yes, greet the hunters behind, the hunters threw the bleeding calf in the corner and headed to the cot.

Hulala circled around, Gao Ming Bujia stepped aside to give way, went to Wen Xiaobao's place to scoop up the soup.

Zheng Mao glanced coldly at the people who came, and the noisy crowd immediately quieted down. The hunters with bad teeth were particularly excited, but they cared about their voices.Zhengmao snorted, and calmly told Bad Tooth and the two hunters who carried the prey that he was not in the cave one by one, especially in the days after the snow season, the cave must be protected and a team should be formed Gao Ming listened to the patrols and the like, and admired Zhengmao very much. Primitive people are not necessarily stupid, and smart people are smart no matter where they are.

After the instructions, Zhengmao sent someone to hurry back, now that it's dangerous outside, you fucking bring such skilled people over here, isn't it itchy? !Bad Tooth looked like he was not pumping, and finally took the men and women back under Zhengmao's arrogance. Before leaving, he specially emphasized that this calf was given to Bujia Cave as the price for Zhengmao's recovery here. Originally planned to send a prey every day, but was scolded by Zhengmao severely, not because Zhengmao was stingy, but because it would not be worthwhile if the caveman was injured or killed, Bujia and the others wanted to move to this place. There are opportunities to repay favors.

After Bad Tooth and his group left, the cave was quiet for a while, but those who woke up would not want to continue to sleep. The calf brought by Bad Tooth should be cooked. Although the weather is still cold, there is still a way to refine butter and deboning. Classes should be separated as early as possible.

In the afternoon, everyone was busy cooking the calf, and Zhengmao on the bed was left unattended. Wen Xiaobao took time to look at it regularly. Herbal soup was boiled on the iron shelf, and he fed the three ears once. Waiting for the result, he probably had to drink it It took two days to see the effect.

The calf is tender and slightly fatter, so it can be seen that its mother has eaten well and has not suffered much in the winter. When spring comes, it is caught by bad teeth. It deserves bad luck!They still have half a pot of butter left, which should be enough until the end of this spring. They don’t light it during the day, they only light one when they eat at night, and it goes out before going to bed. They really don’t use much. This little calf is smart. , not a lot of fat, it can be used to eat hot pot with fried beef, but the refined butter is really not enough to fit between the teeth.

It’s been a long time since I ate fresh fat beef in the cave. Not to mention the foodies like Landa Xiaohe, even Xiaobao and Saduoshi liked it all the time. Gao Ming immediately decided not to refine oil. Let's talk about fatheads, let's eat this one today!Before the ice and snow had cleared outside the cave, Gao Ming cut a piece of fat and thin beef thigh and handed it to Landa. The meat slices are thin and good.

Landa got the order, and happily carried the beef and went out to bury it.Although the calf is small, it is inconvenient to cook in the cave. Gao Ming carried it outside the cave. Beef brisket is also a good thing. It would be great if there were tomatoes. You can make a sweet and sour beef brisket stewed with tomatoes. A braised one.

Zhengmao was lying on the bed watching Bujia and the others come in and out, his eyes were itchy, he wanted to get out of bed and move around, Wen Xiaobao made a sharp look at him, Zhengmao smiled, yes!Still lie down and rest!

In the evening, we eat hot pot as a matter of course. Except for potatoes and winter bamboo shoots, there are no other dishes left in the cave. The main purpose of today is not to focus on dishes, but to eat meat!Shabu Shabu Shabu Shabu Shabu Shabu Shabu Spicy Beef!

Gao Ming came to Xiao Le's face with a smile and took a sip, "Xiao Le, good boy, I'll take you around in circles after you've had your fill." A circle is a stroll around the hole, Xiao Anpi is like a monkey. Yan Shili can still walk around the entrance of the cave, and the happy one is smiling, but Xiao Le can't do it. The weak body can't walk outside the cave, so he can only walk around in the cave, so the little guy is also very happy.

After feeding the child well, he hiccupped skillfully, hugged and talked again, and put Xiao Le into the cart after the meal was digested, and Landa pushed it around in the hole.Xiaohe meat dishes are also prepared, and only Gaoming stir-fry base is left. In order to taste spicy, Gao Ming has always fried the base with butter or lard, garlic, garlic sprouts, chili pepper, and spicy meat sauce. The taste is better than modern pot bottoms. It's not inferior at all, they provide enough natural ingredients, not to mention that the base soup is made of bone broth that has been boiled for a day, so it's no wonder that it tastes bad.

After pushing the two children around twice, the little ones who had eaten and drank enough began to feel sleepy. Qi patted Xiao An, Gao Ming coaxed Xiao Le for a while, and then they fell asleep. The smell is too strong to make the child choke, the iron gate is also open, and the curtain at the entrance of the cave is lifted at a corner just to let the wind and smell out.

Zheng Mao on the bed swallowed when Gao Ming stir-fried the bottom ingredients, Wen Xiaobao scratched his ears to study, felt Zheng Mao's enthusiastic gaze and looked back, coolly said: "You are so hurt that you can't eat this."

"Then what should I eat?" Zhengmao answered, his eyes still fixed on the iron pot on the stove.

"Whatever to eat at noon, and what to eat in the afternoon." Wen Xiaobao said nonchalantly, and put the three ears in his hands away. His wound was cut shallow, and the sutures were not inflamed. The weather is cold, but on the one hand, he didn't know if it was herbal soup. The effect will be discussed tomorrow after one day of observation.

Zhengmao frowned, thinking about what he had for lunch, and finally realized that he didn't eat for lunch!No wonder he is so hungry!He must eat a few more bites of meat in a while, he has never smelled this aroma before!

Wen Xiaobao seemed to have seen Zhengmao's thoughts, and then added, "There is bone soup in the pot, you can drink two bowls in the afternoon."

Bone soup? ! ! !What are you kidding, is this called eating? !Can bone soup be called rice? !Can bone broth fill your stomach? !Zhengmao's face twisted so that his facial features quickly shifted, Wen Xiaobao ignored it, scooped up a bowl of bone soup and put it on the small stool beside the bed, "You can drink it after it cools down."

"I don't drink it!" Zhengmao said disdainfully: "I want to eat meat, I'm hungry, and it's not a meal if I can't get enough bone soup!"

Wen Xiaobao didn't respond, his face obviously showed that he loved to eat or not, and he was so angry that he was holding back his fire, and his chest hurt!

The ingredients were fried, Gao Ming added bone soup and started to start, Wen Xiaobao licked his lips, got up to eat with joy in his eyes, completely ignored Zheng Mao who protested behind him, Zheng Mao stared at the bland bones on the table Tang looked at the big guys around the stove eating beef, even the wild dog lying on the stove was eating better than him.

Zhengmao looked at the meat-eating Rhubarb with great resentment, wishing he could grab Rhubarb for a fight!Rhubarb was impatiently stared at, and arrogantly bared his teeth at Zhengmao with a piece of meat in his mouth, took advantage of the opportunity to eat the piece of meat into his mouth, and bared his teeth fiercely at Zhengmao!Turning his head and looking at Gao Ming with a flattering attitude, Gao Ming touched Rhubarb's head, and said, "It's so good, I put a piece of meat that has been boiled in a cold three delicacies pot, "Eat less spicy ones!"

Rhubarb groaned twice, feeling pitiful, Gao Ming couldn't bear to put another piece of spicy one in his hands, and said with a serious face, "The last piece of spicy one!" Rhubarb barked twice, very happy, and ate the meat.

Zheng Mao on the bed gritted his teeth and stared at Da Huang, how is this wild dog so good? !Give back the meat! !

After eating half in the hole, he relieved his hunger, and then remembered that no one was feeding and drinking soup at Zhengmao on the bed, Wen Xiaobao looked at it, and said proactively: "I just scooped it up to dry, and now I can drink it, I'll feed it! "

The bone soup beside the bed was already cold, Wen Xiaobao frowned slightly, went back and took a large bowl, scooped up half of the boiling hot bowl, and poured the small bowl into the cold one, the temperature was just right, staring at Zheng Mao on the bed , "Drink the soup!"

Zheng Mao didn't want soup, he wanted meat.

"If you're not hungry, don't eat it. If you're injured, it's just to clear your stomach!" Wen Xiaobao put down the soup.

Zhengmao didn't know what it meant to clear the stomach, but seeing Wen Xiaobao's posture, if he didn't drink soup, he wouldn't even think about eating another bite tonight. He was already so hungry that he hurriedly said, "Drink, I'll drink!"

Wen Xiaobao put down the soup bowl, sat on the edge of the bed, gently supported Zhengmao with his arms, and brought the big bowl to Zhengmao's mouth with the other hand, without saying a word.

Zhengmao lowered his head and sipped the bone soup, not to mention that it tasted better than that cooked in their cave, Wen Xiaobao was pretty good at carrying him with his slender arms and legs, but he was a bit fierce, fierce is long It's still pretty...