[Prehistoric] Travel to the beast world to be a priest

Shi Yun came to the stream, unloaded the stone jar from his back and put it into the water. After it was full, he put it on his back again. The whole movement was smooth and smooth.

Obviously used to it.

Just when he was about to leave, he suddenly saw a fish wagging its tail under the clear water.

The fish meat was bitter and fishy, ​​and the body was covered with large and small spikes. The orcs who had enough food would not bother to eat it.

But Lion Cloud is different.

He doesn't like fish either, but it's the only game he can catch.

Yan Liang shared his meat with himself, maybe he wasn't full.

Shi Yun frowned and thought for a while, then went to the nearby forest to pick up a tree branch, saw the fish in the water and stabbed it hard.

He didn't bring a stone knife when he came out, and the branches were rather blunt, but he couldn't bear his strength, and after a while, he held a string of not small fish in his hand.

When we went back, the big market was still lively. Shi Yun carried the water and carried the fish passing by without attracting anyone's attention.

But this time, some different emotions appeared in Shi Yun's eyes.

Yanliang's grilled meat is exceptionally delicious, maybe these unpalatable fish will be different in his hands.

Hurrying back to the cave, Yan Liang had already cleaned up the kitchen, and all kinds of things were sorted very neatly.

Shi Yun unloaded the stone jar and stood in the kitchen, feeling a slight movement in his heart.

"Did you catch the fish?" Yanliang's voice sounded behind him.

"Yeah." Shi Yun nodded, obviously it was the most dismissive thing in the tribe, but Yan Liang showed surprise on his face, and his mood improved unconsciously.

Yan Liang took the fish over.

A series of dish names and high-definition pictures played in his mind in turn, which made him lick his lips.

However, not to mention grilled fish, boiled fish and fish hot pot all relying on seasoning, even the simplest steamed fish must have scallions, ginger and garlic to remove the fishy smell, otherwise the taste will be hard to describe.

Yan Liang's smile froze on his face.

He now has nothing but salt!

Yan Liang finally realized first-hand the meaning of a clever woman who can't live without rice.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his sudden change of face, Shi Yun asked.

Yan Liang sighed: "There is no seasoning, so we can only make fried fish."

Shi Yun didn't know what seasoning he was talking about, but he could probably guess how to fry fish, so he said, "Then I'll find some firewood."

Yan Liang, who originally planned to cook again tomorrow: "..."

It was less than two hours before dinner, so Shiyun was hungry again?

Orcs really have a big appetite!

Shi Yun went out with the vines, and Yan Liang started to clean up the fish.

The fish here are different from the specially bred fish after improvement in later generations. The scales are thick and hard, and the fishy smell is stronger.

After finishing the fish fillets, Yan Liang suddenly remembered that there were still two packs of barley grains he had picked in the forest before, so he immediately took them out.

After encountering the Shihe River, Yanliang had no chance to eat them. In the past few days, the moisture in the wheat grains has been evaporated.

Yan Liang took a bite of a grain of wheat and tasted a mouthful of powder.

The starch content of barley is not as good as that of wheat, but it is not bad. Yan Liang put them on the table and crushed them back and forth with a stone knife.

At this time, the bulky stone knife showed great usefulness.

The barley flour is not too sticky, and Yanliang added flour and water several times to get a batter that can adhere to the fish.

Satisfied, Yan Liang wiped off his sweat, cut another piece of fat meat, smelted the oil, fished out the oil residue, and put the batter-wrapped fish in it for frying.

The fragrance burst out immediately.