General Gong is the mother

The brand-new Gong's mansion has not yet been moved in, and it has already been watched inhumanely by the villagers - the windows have been repaired five times, and the door has been repaired three times, within one day!

If it weren't for the fact that the main material of the house is stone, Mr. Gong suspects that the house has already been laid flat.The threshold he made of wood has been broken and leveled, there is not even a scum left, okay?

The houses of the orcs are all simple and honest ones, the kind where a family lives in the same room, the kind where one room has both dining, kitchen and sleeping functions, and the kind that doesn’t even have a piece of animal skin as a curtain in the middle. The... The completion of the Gong Mansion shocked the orcs, although they still don't quite understand what the small compartments are for.

The above does not prevent the orc couples from thinking that these small cubicles are very good, and after going back, they have to use their brains to make various modifications.The village has entered an unprecedented period of large-scale construction!

Mr. Gong was also surrounded and watched - surrounded by a big bad wolf.

There was a circle of animal skin wrapped around the paw of the big bad wolf, and it looked like it was swollen several times. I didn't know how serious it was.Mr. Gong, who watched the whole process, said that it was just a band-aid.

Does he have a Band-Aid?Well, he didn't. ╮(╯_╰)╭ At noon, he couldn't estimate the food intake of the big bad wolf, so he burned all the fish he caught today.Stewed fish head and fish tail, cut into pieces and boiled in the middle.The slightly salted fish meat is firmer and more delicate, and the fish meat without fishy smell exudes an attractive fragrance.

The big bad wolf drools all over the place.

Mr. Gong waited on the elder Ah Wu and the wounded Big Bad Wolf after lunch, and was dragged under the stomach by the big bad wolf to surround them.

When Mr. Gong didn't have a tail, he had a few wolf furs, so he knew that the wolf fur was very soft.Now he was trapped in the soft wolf fur, the wolf tail covered him like a quilt, and the spring sun was warm, Mr. Gong fell asleep without paying attention.

Ah Wu finished packing the tableware and saw this scene when she came back.He walked over quickly and slapped the wolf on the forehead.

How thick the wolf's fur is.No matter how strong the sub-orc man is, how great can it be.This slap looked cruel, but the big bad wolf didn't feel any pain at all.But he still raised his head and glanced at Ah Wu, shrunk his head, and let out a "huh~".

Ah Wu couldn't do it anymore, she dropped an angry look, turned around and went to study his precious herbs.

The big bad wolf gritted its teeth silently, lowered its head, and licked the little sub-beast sleeping under its stomach, which was blushing and blushing, and sniffed here and there, not to mention how wretched it was!

If Mr. Gong knew the adjectives that the big bad wolf used for him, he would definitely win the title of general attack, and he would also turn this guy into a bald-tailed wolf!

Does Mr. Gong know?Mr. Gong didn't know. ╮(╯_╰)╭

Mr. Gong slept all afternoon and wanted to stay in bed when he woke up.This "mattress" is so comfortable.

Ah Wu's bed = wooden board, Ah Wu's quilt = animal skin, which is not elastic at all.Mr. Gong, who is used to the soft bed, wakes up with back pain every day.

The big bad wolf looked at the misty-eyed little sub-beast, so cute that he wanted to lick people from head to toe on the ground.At this time, the little sub-beast hugged his "arm" and rubbed against it.The whole body of the big bad wolf stiffened, and a string of hairs on its back stood up as if electrified.

Mr. Gong rubbed the "pillow" again, and then slowly realized that this was someone else's injured claw, and he reluctantly returned it to him.

The big bad wolf looked at the "attached" eyes of the little sub-beast, and couldn't hold it back. He lowered his head and arched the little sub-beast's chest, and then licked the little sub-beast's little hand.

Mr. Gong didn't feel that he was being eaten tofu at all - isn't it normal to be licked and rubbed by a dog?

Mr. Gong took a fancy to the big bad wolf's fur and wanted to raise it in captivity.The bitter reality is that he has no income, so he has to think about raising himself, not to mention what kind of pets to keep!

Reality, reality~ Mr. Gong sighed, got up with great difficulty, patted the big bad wolf on the forehead, and took the kitchen scraps accumulated in the past two days to dig the ground.

In addition to a one-room outdoor, the rest of the Gong's house is about two acres of land.

The land is fertile and overgrown with weeds.

Mr. Gong has gained more than a little bit of strength since he got an extra tail.This bit of weed was pulled out before the sun went down.Some small shrubs were pulled out as weeds.

There are surprises in weeding.

Mr. Gong sat on the concrete floor at the door very carelessly, frowning and staring at the basketball in front of him...the big root of the basketball.

Because of this guy, Mr. Gong also fell - he didn't take it seriously and pulled out a weed, but the weed didn't grow up, but brought him to the ground instead.

Mr. Gong immediately jumped up and patrolled around for a week. It was fine, no one saw him wrestling.Then he got angry from his heart and made love with the weeds.The result of Mr. Gong's anger is that this pile of "basketballs" on the ground - under the thick finger-thick grass stems, there are such big roots growing!

Mr. Gong stretched out his hand and patted the "basketball". It was not elastic but seemed to be solid, so he threw it aside first.

In addition to "basketball", Mr. Gong also found peppers in the weeds.Pepper, a classmate, was outstanding, and his bright red clothes were very distinctive.Mr. Gong recognized Pepper at a glance.He sacrificed one of his clam shell knives, dug out a few peppers with soil, and transplanted them to a corner where the kitchen waste was buried—it seems that his gardener did this.

As for whether it is life or death, that is the business of Chili itself.

After all this work, it's almost time to prepare dinner.Mr. Gong hugged a "basketball" and went back to Ah Wu.

Ah Wu was still in the pile of herbs, and the big bad wolf was still lying at the door.

Mr. Gong took a few pieces of meat hanging from the branches, and knew that the village chief brought them again.

It's not that Ah Wu has any secret relationship with the village chief, but the nature of Ah Wu's work determines Ah Wu's salary.The meat Ah Wu got was often the best part of the hunt that day.In primitive society, magic sticks are always very popular.

Mr. Gong and Ah Wu casually mentioned something about oil yesterday, and Ah Wu kept it in mind, and today there are a few extra pieces of fat.

When Mr. Gong had nothing to do before, he made a four-dimensional basket with rattan and kept it in the corner. No one knew what it was for. Now he can finally make a grand appearance.

When Mr. Gong put the meat into the basket, he made a big move, which "woke up" Ah Wu.

Ah Wu (⊙o⊙): "This one is for holding things!" It looks very useful.

Produced by Mr. Gong, the basket is ugly, but it is still very strong.

Mr. Gong pushed the "basketball" to Ah Wu without any hassle: "Does Ah Wu know what this is?"

Ah Wu said he didn't know: "Where did it come from?"

"It was dug out of the ground." Mr. Gong tapped the "basketball" again, "Does the witch know that it is poisonous?"

At this time, the big bad wolf leaned over his head, sniffed it, and said, "It's not poisonous."

Ah Wu nodded: "Li said it's not poisonous, so it's not poisonous." Orcs are born to distinguish between poisonous and non-poisonous.

Mr. Gong understands.

For the gourmet nation, let alone non-toxic, many seasonings and foods are slightly toxic, so they still stuff them in their mouths.

Of course, not everything that is non-toxic can be eaten, but it is possible to try.

Mr. Gong put the "basketball" into the basket, and took the basket to the river to process the ingredients. He didn't notice anything. He looked like a farm aunt.

Li, the big bad wolf, looked at the back of the little sub-beast, eager to try.

Ah Wu glanced coldly: "If you want to lose your leg, just follow." Is the poison of the poisonous stinger so easy to cure?

The big bad wolf was wilted, so depressed that he rested his head on the other good front leg, let out a sigh of relief, and watched the little sub-beast go further and further away.

Over there, Mr. Gong went to the river, first rolled up his trouser legs, and went down to touch two big mussels.Remove the shell and grind the convex side of the shell against the stone to make a hole, and you get a very sharp paring knife.This trick was learned from a donkey friend.

Mr. Gong processed the ingredients first, and then shaved the "basketball" with a paring knife, revealing the milky white core.The color is quite normal, and there is no peculiar smell.

Mr. Gong is relieved.As for how to burn it?There is a kind of omnipotent cooking method for ingredients, called random stewing.

Mr. Gong is poor now and can't afford to waste it. He cut the basketball into small pieces, added water and a small amount of meat. Afraid that the taste would be too curious, he cut a few red peppers and put them in, then added water to stew.

Mr. Gong has been eager to try cooking for a long time.He had already asked someone to get a stone version of the frying pan. Before today, no one knew that it was a pot.Well, in fact, there is basically no concept of pot in the dictionary of orcs.

Cut the fat meat into small pieces and put them in a pan to boil oil.Accompanied by the sound of "呲啦味啦", the oily fragrance came out instantly.

Ah Wu didn't even bother to pack the herbs.Li Ze, the big bad wolf, drooled all over the floor unconsciously.

It was the first time for Mr. Gong to boil the oil himself, but he was calm on the surface, but still a little nervous in his heart.After all, in this primitive village, any food is linked to life.Wasting food is unforgivable.

Now, Mr. Gong has settled down after seeing the reactions of the two and the process of cooking oil, which seems to be similar to that of his chef.

Pick out the fragrant oil residue with chopsticks, and pour the boiled oil into the prepared stone jar.Mr. Gong saw that the oil residue would not be so hot, so he took a piece of chopsticks and fed it to Ah Wu; seeing the pitiful look of the big bad wolf's eyes, he couldn't help feeding Li a mouthful too.

As a result, Li swallowed up a small bowl of oil residue with one tongue!

Ah Wu just took a sip, and she is still savoring it, and now I can only savor it.

Li was slapped by Ah Wu, so be honest.

When Mr. Gong poured the oil just now, he still left some in the pot.At this time, he directly put the palm-sized meat into it and fried it.Having lived with Ah Wu for so many days, Mr. Gong is fully aware of Ah Wu's preferences-although the fish is good, it is not chewy enough.Therefore, every time Mr. Gong stewed fish soup, Ah Wu only drank two bowls of soup.

The steaks are simply marinated in advance.Fried steaks can lock in moisture better than grilled meat, and the meat tastes more tender.The pan can fry four pieces at a time, and he will fry one piece, and Ah Wu and Li will eat one piece.

As a sub-orc, Ah Wu's indicators are slightly lower in all aspects.Li is an orc, but he can't move one leg and his movements are limited.Therefore, the two are evenly matched for food.

Mr. Gong fried the steak several times before he finished frying the steak. He tried the last four slices. He put chili and sauteed it until fragrant, and then put the steak in...

The big bad wolf sneezed and started digging.

The last chili pork steak went into the stomachs of Ah Wu and Li without any accident.Boss Gong didn't get a single piece, so he didn't mind at all.

These two items are almost flattened, and the leftover stir-fried river prawns are his true love!

When the stir-fried river prawns are on the table, the wonderful basketball stew is already overcooked.

As soon as the lid of the pot of stew was lifted, Ah Wu and Li's eyes were wrong, and even Mr. Gong, who had seen so many big scenes, changed his expression slightly--It smells so good~ This smell is like a small hook, hooked with a person's nose.

I've never smelled such a fragrance before—at this moment, Mr. Gong, the adjectives are as poor as the two sub-orcs and orcs.