I really don't want to be a rebel [infrastructure]

Facing Luo Shixing's face full of disastrous expressions, Cheng Jingwei quickly explained: "The larvae of bees are very clean and can be eaten directly, there will be no problem."

Of course Luo Shixing knew that bee larvae were very clean, and that the honeycomb contained honey and propolis, which had a bactericidal effect, but he couldn't accept it.

He has evolved to the point where he can eat roasted bamboo worms with his eyes closed, but eating larvae raw...will he still suffer from psychological barriers?

He wondered how Cheng Jingwei could accept these things without any grievances. At this moment, he had the same question as Wei Siwen: What kind of life did this guy live before?Or is it that the common people of the Tang Dynasty have reached the point where even the noble-born Xiaolang would eat bugs?

Cheng Jing patted the cat's head slightly and said, "Actually, what you eat is not entirely larvae, but a large part of it is bee eggs. Wouldn't it be better to think that way?"

Luo Shixing glared: "Why is it good to think this way? Why do you think it's good for me to think this way? What's the difference?"

Cheng Jingwei was at a loss: "But isn't it okay for you to eat eggs?"

The ducks and geese in his family are not very diligent. Anyway, they haven't laid a single egg until now, but the chickens are very diligent, so that the two of them can still supply one egg a day.

Eggs are chicken eggs, and bee larvae are bee eggs, isn't that the same?

Luo Shixing got stuck in an instant, and according to what Cheng Jingwei said, it seemed... there was nothing wrong with it.

Luo Shixing always felt that the logic here was not correct, but he couldn't refute it. After thinking for a while, he slapped Cheng Jingwei's hand and said angrily: "Don't fool me, I don't eat eggs raw!"

His focus is not on eating bee chrysalis, he has already come here, he has to eat what he should eat under limited conditions, isn't he waiting to starve to death if he continues to be hypocritical?

It's edible, can't it be cooked?Why eat it raw?

Seeing that he didn't frighten him, Cheng Jingwei suppressed a smile and said, "That's fine, wait until we cook it."

Luo Shixing said angrily: "Put aside whether you want to eat or not, and separate the honey from those larvae!"

Cheng Jingwei originally wanted to cut a piece to coax him, of course he had to divide it.

He withdrew his hand and continued to cut the honeycomb. Luo Shixing couldn't help scratching his head, but unexpectedly, his hand was sticky.

He froze for a moment before he remembered that Cheng Jingwei had just come over with a knife in one hand and a honeycomb in the other, and then the hand holding the honeycomb touched his head.

Luo Shixing looked at the honey that could be vaguely seen in his hand, and jumped up and shouted on the spot: "Cheng Jingwei, come here and challenge!"

It was impossible to fight head-on, so when Luo Shixing rushed over, he just reached out and hugged him, and then no matter how Luo Shixing jumped up and down, at most he would bite him twice, it was impossible to do it.

The three-year-old age difference is not obvious after adulthood, but it is quite obvious at their age.

Especially since Cheng Jingwei practiced martial arts since childhood, he can hold Luo Shixing with one hand.

But he didn't dare to do that, and if he did, the little lynx would probably eat him as something to vent his anger at night.

Anyway, Luo Shixing wouldn't bite him very hard when he was awake, it was like playing with a kitten, it hurt a little, it wasn't obvious, so just let him go.

Luo Shixing went to wash his hair after he was tired from making trouble. Although honey contained sugar, it was quite easy to wash.

As he washed and washed, he remembered that honey is also the raw material for making soap.

But this idea just flashed through his mind, and he didn't plan to put it into practice.

Making things also depends on the actual situation. The honey is a windfall. They don't have time to keep bees and they don't know how to keep bees.

Besides honey, the raw material they can get to make soap is lacquer oil. Before Cheng Jingwei boiled lacquer oil, he was allergic to that. If he really used lacquer oil to make it, it might have killed him!

After Luo Shixing washed his hair, Cheng Jingwei had almost separated the honey and the honeycomb.

The viscous honey presents a more mysterious color in the clay pot. Occasionally, a little sunlight falls through the mouth of the pot to reflect a piece of golden yellow, and there are faint reflections like gold powder sprinkled inside.

Luo Shixing carefully sealed the pot with banana leaves and put it in the house.

Cheng Jingwei was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to eat today?"

Every time Luo Shixing got something new, he would definitely eat it that day, and it was very delicious, so Cheng Jingwei was quite looking forward to the dishes he was going to cook today.

Luo Shixing pointed to the larva that had shaken out of the hive and said, "Isn't there this? It's the same to eat it."

Although he can't bear to eat raw larvae, he has to admit that bee larvae are actually very sweet, and they also have a protein-like aroma that honey and honeycombs do not have.

If you don't know what it is, you should be able to eat it happily.

Cheng Jingwei watched him put the honeycomb into a larger clay pot and seal it up and asked, "Are you not going to keep the honey?"

Luo Shixing nodded and said, "I remember that honey is considered a rare item here, right? It should be exchanged for many good things."

Cheng Jingwei looked at their yard and said, "We don't lack those now, you can eat as much as you want."

Their lives are indeed not very good, at least not as good as before the exile, but they are more than enough now, at least better than some extremely poor families in the county.

Luo Shixing said slowly: "Although we seem to have meat and eggs to eat now, the meat will always be eaten up one day, and winter is coming soon. Even though there are many kinds of animals and plants here, it is not easy to find food in winter. , before that, we need to hoard a little things, not to mention that we can't exchange everything from Wei Weng, he can only provide us with one or two seeds, and we need to plant more things to be self-sufficient."

There is no need to grow too much, as long as it is enough for the two of them to eat, which means that they will not have extra things to take to the outside world for replacement.

Then they can only enrich their planting categories, so as to make life easier.

Cheng Jingwei also agreed with his thoughts, but felt a little wronged by the little lynx.

Luo Shixing didn't think there was anything wrong, and said with a light smile: "Besides, even before I was exiled, I couldn't eat much honey. In spring, if I want something sweet, I eat pagoda tree flowers, so I can exchange it for something. No pity."

At the beginning, he had servants in his family, and he didn't have enough food and clothing to reach that standard of living. Now even if he can't eat, he won't have any regrets.

Cheng Jingwei felt inexplicably distressed when he heard that, when he was young, he naturally had no shortage of honey and sugar to eat, and after being exiled in his previous life, life was hard, and when he gained status later, he naturally didn't lack these things to eat.

He didn't feel anything when he was suffering, but now he heard Luo Shixing say that he couldn't eat what he wanted, so he couldn't help but said: "It doesn't matter, one day I will let you eat whatever you want."

Luo Shixing felt a little awkward when he heard it, but at least it was Cheng Jingwei's kindness, so he just smiled and said, "Well, let's work hard, and sooner or later we will be able to live a life where we can eat whatever we want."

No matter how you say it, people must have some hope. If there is no hope at all, life will be too depressing, and if you are depressing, you will easily become abnormal. Cheng Jingwei's mental state is already in jeopardy, and he can no longer be depressed.

Thinking of this, Luo Shixing clapped his hands and said, "But I can still eat a little tonight, just wait for me to cook you something delicious."

Food can soothe the soul, he really would rather Cheng Jingwei become a gourmet than he can only see the injustices in the world with his eyes.

He got up and picked two pork ribs, asked Cheng Jingwei to cut them into small pieces, then fried the pork ribs with a little oil on low heat until golden on all sides, then mashed green plums and mixed them with honey to make a different version of sweet and sour juice, and a little salt.

After putting it into the pan and frying it until it became slightly sticky, he threw the ribs in and stir-fried for a while. After each rib was coated with sweet and sour sauce, he took the pan off and put In front of Cheng Jingwei.

At this time, the broomcorn rice that Cheng Jingwei was in charge of had already been steamed, and with the bone soup cooked by Luo Shixing, the meal was quite rich. The only downside was that there were not many vegetables.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, the two of them eat all kinds of wild vegetables most of the time, and eat less meat, so there is no shortage of this meal.

The smell of sweet and sour juice wafted in the courtyard, and Cheng Jingwei already felt the secretion of saliva when he helped to control the fire.

Not only because it smells good, but also because the sour taste itself is easy to stimulate people to drool.

When Luo Shixing said that the meal was ready, his eyes widened when he looked at the alternative version of sweet and sour pork ribs: "The practice of lynx cat is really strange."

Luo Shixing chuckled and said, "I don't know how it tastes. I tasted it when I was mixing the juice, and it was okay. Come and taste it."

In fact, Luo Shixing was not particularly satisfied with this dish, mainly because the color was not good. The sweet and sour pork ribs of later generations were dark brown, and the surface had an oily sheen brought by sugar.

He has no soy sauce or vinegar on hand, so this dish is the color of the ingredients and seasoning itself

The pork chop is white with a little golden yellow, and the sugar juice wrapped on it is light yellow, with a little white, um, that's bee larvae.

Originally, green plums were a little bit blue, but after being heated, the blue color turned into yellowish brown, and finally mixed with honey, and no other colors could be seen.

Compared with the sweet and sour pork ribs of later generations, this dish is not very appetizing in terms of appearance.

Of course, that might just be because he was too demanding. Cheng Jingwei was obviously very interested in this dish. After sandwiching a piece of pork ribs, he blew the heat away and took a light bite.

The sweet and sour taste stimulates the taste buds and makes the mouth watery, while the pork ribs have a salty taste because they are marinated, and there is a touch of pepper in the middle.

Several flavors are intertwined to form a very unique taste, Cheng Jingwei squinted his eyes enjoying it.

Although Luo Shixing disliked the appearance of the dishes, after taking a bite, he felt that the taste was pretty good, so he couldn't help being very happy.

This dish has a strong taste, and it will be a bit greasy if you eat too much, but it doesn't matter, a sip of the bone soup with only a little salt can wash away the taste in your mouth.

It was a late autumn night, and the wind was already very cold. Eating a delicious warm dinner in such weather can really make people feel happy.

But while eating, Cheng Jingwei suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

Sitting across from him, Luo Shixing noticed his vision and turned his head to look behind him, but he didn't find any problems, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Jing narrowed his eyes slightly: "There seems to be something nearby."

Luo Shixing, who was eating happily, instantly bristled the hairs on his back, and swallowed involuntarily: "You...don't scare me."

While talking, he moved his small chair to Cheng Jingwei's side.

Cheng Jingwei looked carefully for a while, then got up, picked up the sickle and said, "Go back to the house, I'll go and have a look."