Chapter 2669: Child's Proud Airplane Controversy

The bamboo tube rice was cooked, and the mushroom soup in seven or eight pots was also cooked.

Some of the "accessories" on the pots were distributed to the Southwest Barbarian Tribe to fill the soup.

Each bamboo tube was split directly into two halves, and each half was enough for one person.

There was rice, meat, and dried pickled vegetables stuffed in it. Now the pickled vegetables became larger.

The torch was lit and inserted next to it, and mosquitoes flew around, accompanied by crackling sounds.

The hunting dogs and local dogs were gnawing on the meat bones and heads of wild animals next to them. The sow was driven to a place by the hunting dogs and lay there humming.

There were six fried bird eggs on the boy's half of the bamboo tube, which was an extra meal for him, and there were also bird eggs. No one took them and let the birds hatch.

He drank a mouthful of mushroom soup and felt that it was more delicious than what he ate in school.

"Delicious, delicious!" A boy who was about the same age as the tribal leader was conquered by a mouthful of rice.

They didn't have japonica rice to eat. The rice grown locally was indica rice, and they also ate silkworms, but his tribe didn't.

Other tribal chiefs and leaders also had clothes woven with silk.

It is recorded in history books: There are many miasma in the west of Qixian Mountain, the land is flat, and the grass does not wither in winter. From Qujing Prefecture to Dianchi Lake, people farm in water and eat silkworms. Silkworms produce cocoons after 20 days of life, and weave exquisite brocade.

The boy looked at the other party and said, "What's this? A child like me from the Tang Dynasty has to go to school, and school will start soon.

We have six dishes to choose from every day, two meat dishes and four vegetarian dishes. We can also eat fermented bean curd and salty fried hairtail. Hairtail is a side dish, or we can give half a salted duck egg.

Do you know fermented bean curd and hairtail? You promise you haven't eaten them. There is also stinky tofu, which can only be eaten at home, not in school.

Sometimes it is garlic mashed kelp shreds. If kelp is stewed with bones, it is a soup. We have to drink soup. They say that we can't drink water..."

The boy was proud and told the other party about his own Tang Dynasty in the other party's language.

The other party did not dare to show that he was superior. The child was great in his own tribe, but what was he in the Tang Dynasty?

"What does fermented bean curd taste like?" The children in the tribe have never eaten many things, in fact, they have never seen them.

"Here, fermented bean curd." Blind Shi handed over a flat enamel box with fermented bean curd inside.

"Grandpa Shi, you brought fermented bean curd? Thank you, Grandpa Shi."

The boy took a piece with chopsticks and put it on the bamboo tube rice of the child next to him. With a little effort, the fermented bean curd was split in two, and he took back half of it to eat.

"Eat a little bit, you can use chopsticks, like me, pick up a little bit, it's salty!" The boy taught the other person how to eat.

Blind Shi did not explain, took it back and covered it.

They brought fermented bean curd because they were afraid of gastrointestinal problems, and there was also stinky tofu, but they didn't take it out.

In addition, there were all kinds of black tea and green tea, including the lactic acid bacteria tablets given by Zhuangzi.

With Ren Dan and Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, Zhuangzi had prepared a lot of things.

These things were not given to him and others when they arrived in the southwest region, but were part of the hunter's backpack in the past.

Like snake medicine and insect medicine, they were used as an emergency after being bitten, and they hurried back to Zhuangzi for further treatment.

The children of the tribal leader learned to eat a little and smiled. It was delicious, and it was indeed salty.

After everyone had eaten, they applied the medicine again and went to sleep directly, sleeping in their clothes without a tent.

The hunting dogs dispersed, and the Yu Lin flying cavalry climbed trees or lay in the grass.

Some hunters slept sitting against trees, and some slept on their sides.

The boys lay in the pit where charcoal was burned before, which was not damp, with a bag under their heads and an extra blanket on their bodies.

The children and weak people in the tribe were also arranged in other pits. They handed over their weapons to show that they were not a threat.

In the middle of the night, the Yu Lin flying cavalry received a telegram and lit a fire in a relatively flat place.

There was a buzzing roar, and everyone woke up. The dogs stood up and looked up.

There was a local dog barking, and it was taught a lesson by the hunting dog next to it. Why was it barking? Afraid that the enemy didn't know your position?

"Can this be lowered? I didn't take this test when I took the driver's license test!"

Li Yi saw the fire and the surrounding trees. Can it go down?

He took the driver's license test for normal driving, which had nothing to do with stunt operations.

Just like taking a driving test, is there a drifting project?

"Release, release all, don't operate." Ling San San told Li Yi what to do.

"Fuck!" Li Yi cursed and leaned back, whatever!

The helicopter adjusted its attitude and passed through a branch diagonally downward, blowing off a lot of leaves, but the propeller did not touch anything.

After going down, it instantly leveled, hovered, adjusted the direction, swung the tail out 30 degrees, continued to descend, adjusted back, landed, and stopped steadily, it was that simple.

"Okay, very good, it's simply too good."

Li Yi was convinced, people can drift on the Yangtze River by operating yachts, what is this?

"Boss, boss, boss" a shout rang out.

"We are not outsiders, don't be polite, what! Is there anything to eat? I ate two small flower rolls and drank a few mouthfuls of mutton soup, and I didn't even have time to throw a clove of sweet garlic into my mouth."

Li Yi was hungry, he saw the half-and-half bamboo tube of bamboo tube rice burning in the fire, the key is that there is a smell floating.

"There are eleven bamboo tube rices left, not split. Can I heat them up for you, the host?"

The man who was talking in the past and lost in memories came up with a smile on his face. He was going to roast the bamboo tubes again. UU Reading www. ｕukａnshu.net

"I'll do it myself. Do you want bamboo tube rice or fried rice? If you want bamboo tube rice, heat it up directly. If you want fried rice, I'll take it out and fry it with an engineer shovel."

Li Yi asked the nurse. Guo Ziyi didn't care.

"If you want bamboo tube rice, you still have to put it back in the bamboo tube after frying."

The nurses looked at each other in the light of the fire and reached a consensus.

"Okay, it tastes like mushroom soup. There's nothing left, right? There should be mushrooms. Ziyi, go catch a rabbit or a pheasant, something fatter. I'll rely on oil."

Li Yi touched his stomach and said, "Just bear with it. There will be delicious food soon."

Guo Ziyi went into the jungle without saying a word. He carried the small robot 033.

There was no night vision device on the helicopter, so he couldn't see anything at night.

"Heat up the bamboo rice first. Three for six people is enough. They are big. I'll wash the engineer shovel."

Li Yi ordered and found a shovel to wash it. In less than two minutes, a gunshot rang out. Two minutes later, Guo Ziyi came back.

"Badger, I wanted to use a knife, but I'll kill it with a revolver shot in the head."

Guo Ziyi carried a small robot on his shoulder and a badger in his hand. He threw the badger to Li Yi.

Li Yi took it to the stream next to him to process it. He mainly took oil, and it was not for medicinal use.

The rest of the meat was cut into dices, and after returning, the engineer shovel was used to fry the oil, and Guo Ziyi used two engineer shovels to fry the dices.

After frying the oil, Li Yi put the mushrooms on the frying, and put them into several containers with the meat fried by Guo Ziyi to cook soup.

He also grabbed a handful of freshly sprouted perilla leaves nearby, and his movements were skillful and natural.

Twenty minutes later, everyone ate perilla mushroom badger soup and bamboo tube rice.

The local Zhechongfu people who were watching were dumbfounded. Li Dongzhu's cooking was indeed as good as the legend, and he was so particular in the middle of the night.

Why didn't I think of putting perilla in the soup? I was careless.