Chapter 1217
However, being thick also has the advantage of being filled quickly. Soon they had finished all the lean meat and had several large bright red sausages.
The sausage was tied into small sections with ropes rubbed from tree bark. Bai Qingqing roasted a section in the stove. Unfortunately, the fresh casings were too crispy and cracked as soon as they were burned, and the meat almost fell into the fire.
Bai Qingqing had no choice but to skewer the meat with iron skewers and grill it directly. But the taste really surprised her. It was indescribably delicious. It was no better than the kebabs eaten on the roadside, or even better.
Bai Qingqing grilled the meat and shared it with everyone. She also left a few slices for Vincent. She didn't know if the taste would change after it was cold.
The atmosphere today is particularly lively, and it feels a bit like the New Year, perhaps because of the killing of the pig that symbolizes the New Year.
Bai Qingqing kept stealing food from the pot, and by the time Parker's table of food was cooked, she was half full.
Finally, they were all in trouble with the pig blood used to replenish Bai Qingqing's blood.
"Just pour it into the pot?" Parker scooped up a bowl of blood and pretended to pour it.
Bai Qingqing hurriedly stopped him, "No, no, no, no. I remember that the pig blood I ate was in cubes. If you pour it in like this, it will boil into a pot of blood!"
A few drops of blood swayed out of the bowl in the blocking room and fell on the clean and smooth stone floor, causing the leopard cubs to scramble to lick it.
Curtis said: "It's better to drink it while it's fresh."
Bai Qingqing immediately remembered the raw blood that Curtis had forced her to drink. Her face suddenly turned pale and she hurriedly shook her head: "If you don't drink it, you won't drink it until you die."
"It's a cube, is it solid? So do we need to add flour to cook it?" Parker guessed, feeling weird, but flour is a magical thing that always makes food extremely delicious. Maybe this is the way to go.
Bai Qingqing immediately shook her head: "I remember that chicken blood can coagulate into blood clots by itself. Is the time for bleeding this blood too short?"
Hesitantly, Parker poured a little plasma into the pot tentatively. I saw blood swirling for a while, and soon it condensed into lumps on the surface of the boiling soup like frangipani.
Bai Qingqing's eyes immediately flashed with surprise, "That's it, let's do it."
Parker smiled proudly and poured the entire bowl of blood into it.
The boiling of the soup slowed down, and flocculent blood clots formed in it. Bai Qingqing immediately took a piece and ate it. Although it was different from the phenomenon, the taste was not bad. It was even more delicious because it was thin and had many bubbles.
It seems that pig blood can solidify by boiling it directly. After learning the method, the pig blood will be easier to deal with. Parker boiled the pig blood for a while alone.
The pig's blood was successfully made, but the heat was too high. This pot of pig's blood was full of bubbles, like a large sponge, which was different from what Bai Qingqing usually eats.
But she prefers it because it is easier to taste with bubbles.
"Okay, the dishes are ready. Qingqing, go and eat." Parker urged, as if he was escaping from something.
There are so many delicious foods today, Qingqing must not think of eating intestines.
Bai Qingqing, however, has been obsessed with pig intestines for a long time. How could she forget it? She pointed to the big bowl that Parker specially placed in an inconspicuous corner and said, "There is another dish."
"Uh...hey!" Parker lowered his ears and continued to wash the pot and cook.
He intentionally stir-fried the pig intestines to make them taste unpalatable, but unfortunately, he was so skilled that no matter how casually he stir-fried the dishes, they were all delicious and delicious.
I shrugged my nose, hey, this smell is actually quite good.
Parker was surprised and attributed the aroma to his extraordinary cooking skills.