Hou Dasheng was very satisfied with the kitchen of the underground base. The smokeless stove obviously kept the equipment here to a large extent. At the same time, the ingredients here were also sufficient, and there were enough ingredients and ingredients in the refrigerator.

But Hou Dasheng was not satisfied. He came out of the base and followed Hou Dasheng curiously and began to wander around the jungle. From time to time, Hou Dasheng had several kinds of grass from the seemingly messy grass, and then carefully observed it and picked it away.

"What are the ones you picked?!" The knife hand asked Hou Dasheng curiously, and Hou Dasheng replied lazyly: "Ingredients, some dishes need fresh ingredients. But you don't have them, so I can only find them myself. There are definitely no originals here, but there are still substitutes."

"God! You dare to pick these weeds in the jungle?! We even eat the dishes you cook. I think we are crazy! If we are poisoned, we will all be done!"

The knife hand almost went crazy. He knew the horror in the jungle better than anyone else. Eating randomly would kill people! Although he was greedy, this did not mean that he was willing to try those unknown weeds in the jungle to risk their lives.

When Hou Dasheng heard this, he turned around and looked at Dao Hand with contempt: "My ancestors began to study the classification and function of these grasses thousands of years ago, from rice seeds to wheat, from vegetables to fruits, and then they also distinguished poisons and herbs."

"And I have been learning these things since I was a child with the old hunters in the mountains." Hou Dasheng shrugged and walked deep into the jungle and said, "You know, we are poor people. But we don't have as good equipment as you."

"Many times, we need to eat, so we have to catch prey and make a hearty meal for ourselves. At the same time, we also need to distinguish which plants are toxic and those are medicinal."

Hou Dasheng said, grabbing a green tree fruit in the bushes that looked like oleander and said, "This is a bell fruit. Its fruit is very effective for dysentery and systemic edema. You know, dysentery in the jungle will kill you."

"But this is not its full effect. Its bark has a certain paralysis effect after making it into a decoction. So it can be used as a temporary anaesthetic substitute, while the decoction of its fruit can be used as a disinfectant. Of course, I mean, without a disinfectant."

As he said that, Hou Dasheng clapped his hands and stood up and continued wandering around the jungle. The sword hand was a ghost-like expression. He followed him for a few steps and asked urgently: "Even if you are studying, you will learn at most what you are in your hometown, right?! Can this work here?!"

Hou Dasheng looked at the knife hand with an idiot-like look, and then said, "The most important skill I learned from the old people who taught me to hunt is: to go to any strange place and first survive in extreme situations."

"The first thing I did when I came to Africa was to see how the locals survived in the jungle. They must have some of their own abilities when they could live in the jungle for so many years. In addition, they were looking for more books. That was what I was studying before I came to Africa."

Hou Dasheng stroked his forehead, and he remembered that he had to learn what "preparing for the future" and "sharpening a knife without delaying chopping wood" under his uncle's care. If he had not forced himself to learn these things, he would probably not have formed this habit.

"The time I escaped from the construction site was because I had mastered some anesthetics and refreshing herbs they hunted before. Otherwise, I would have died. I would have had a chance to see you."

Hou Dasheng shrugged and said, "Then I went to Xueshan, where there were native Africans. There were even sons of witch doctors in many tribes, or hunters. With them, I learned a lot of things."

"Of course, I just can't just finish listening to these. I have a lot of teammates in Blood Mountain, and they will get injured when they are training. I can use a lot of experimental bodies."

Hou Dasheng smiled and said to Daozhai: "At the same time, our cafeteria also provides me with a good cooking test location. After all, it cost 30,000 US dollars, and this money cannot be spent in vain!"

Listening to Hou Dasheng's words, the knife hand was speechless. He now felt that Xueshan had just collected Hou Dasheng's tuition fee of 30,000 US dollars, which was too cheap. From herb knowledge to jungle food identification, this alone is worth the 30,000 US dollars.

"I think now that maybe the boss will put you into the jackal will be the smartest decision he has made." The knifeman was silent for a while and couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe, you will make ours more different."

As he said that, the knife hand paused and said, "But I don't understand. If you said that there are so many medicinal herbs in the jungle, why are there still so many diseases in the lifespan of African natives?!"

Hou Dasheng had already collected enough of what he needed at this time. After all, he was just here to make some seasonings that could be cooked, but not to find medicinal materials. After hearing what the knife hand said, Hou Dasheng couldn't help but look at him with contempt.

"Africa has never been unified, there is no unified text, there is no unified country. They don't even have their own text to record what is useful and what is useless. They also have no unified language."

"In this case, how do you think they share what they know?! Moreover, many times their tribes are not very hostile to each other. Do you think they will be kind enough to tell their opponents what they know and make their opponents grow?!"

The knife hand couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this. It seemed that Africa was really in this situation: "Then why did you let them tell you willingly?! Don't tell me what kind of bullshit personality charm is, I don't believe this."

"Because..." Hou Dasheng turned around deeply and looked at the knife hand: "I can cook!"

"..." Well, this reason is strong enough. After all, the diet in Africa... Cough cough, at least it is stronger than eating fried fish and chips every meal. Although it is often not much stronger. If you lack salt and oil, what do you expect to do?

Hou Dasheng and the others did not leave the entrance and exit, so he returned to the base in a few seconds. During the cooking time in Xueshan, Hou Dasheng could have figured out the tastes of these European and Americans.

Simply put, these are all a group of heavy-tasting guys. They need heavy oil and red sauce and large ingredients to incense. They want this one, and they need oil to splash around and smell fragrant. And they also like sweetness.

Sweet and sour dishes are their favorites. But they generally do not like spicy food, nor do they eat spicy food very much.

Based on the above, Hou Dasheng directly marinated the lamb chops with soy sauce, oil consumption and spices from the jungle. He wrapped them with raw powder and fryed them directly. After frying, he made a sweet and sour sauce and poured them on.

The large pieces of lamb chops were cut open, star anise, pepper, fennel, etc. were wrapped in small gauze and threw them into the soup base. Sprinkle some white wine, and turn on the pot over high heat and gulp over low heat.

Seven or eight eggs were opened and thrown into a large bowl, and the chopped wild onions were sprinkled in. Fortunately, these foreigners brought automatic egg beaters for them, which saved Hou Dasheng some effort.

Sprinkle some salt and drizzle a little oil. Hou Dasheng threw the task of beating the eggs directly to the beating device.

A large handful of wild vegetables were carefully picked by Hou Dasheng. He had tasted this wild vegetables, but he didn't know what they were called. They were a bit bitter, and when cooked, they would secrete some mucus. One of the daily vegetables in Africa.

However, after Hou Dasheng's experiment, this wild vegetable will lose its mucus and bitterness after being blanched. Then just add garlic and stir-fry it, and then stir-fry it with a slight heat and taste the texture of the heart.

For an hour and a half, fried lamb chops, stuffed lamb chops, chopped green onion eggs and two dishes of wild vegetables were sent to the restaurant at the base. At the same time, several large toast bread were also delivered.

"Fake! This is the dish!!" Dao Shu and Fat Dog were almost burst into tears. The bastard, Xuehu, ran away on the excuse of doing business. Only Fat Dog and Dao Shu were left in the base. They had no time to cook, so they could only endure the poison of the giant wolf.

Finally, the damn giant wolf finally found Hou Dasheng back. Their lives saw the dawn again.

However, Hou Dasheng was the most pitiful one for this meal. When he just brought the second plate of chopped toast, all the dishes on the table, from meat dishes to green vegetables, were cleaned up by these hungry ghosts...

"Fake!! I didn't eat a bite, don't you know how to leave some for me?! Damn it!" But no matter what Hou Dasheng was jumping, no one paid attention to him. A bunch of old jackals had enough food and drink, and all of them were exposed in a flash.

Only the fat dog smiled and left a sentence: "You can make some of these toasts and eat them yourself. You have to get up early tomorrow. We need to train simultaneously, and this is the time to strengthen the training. You'd better keep up and go to South America with us."

What could Hou Dasheng say?! He could only go back to the kitchen silently, and then make a simple chopped green onion egg for himself. He finished eating the toast and went to rest.

"Tu...Tutu..." Hou Dasheng was running in the jungle. He had been shot dead three times today. The giant wolf, alone, actually beat Fat Dog, Dagger and himself, and had no choice!

Now Hou Dasheng finally knew how big the gap between him and a real master was. Although Hou Dasheng had noticed the danger several times, he could not avoid it. Before he could raise the gun, he was shot dead by the giant wolf.

Hou Dasheng rushed to the tree in a few seconds, panting and said to the intercom, "No, the head is hidden too deeply. Every time he doesn't find it, he will kill him. If we continue to fight like this, we will definitely lose!"
Chapter completed!