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Chapter four hundred and eighteen heavy rain

Bibidong sat on a chair, facing a large piece of roasted tree roots in front of him.

To be honest, if you want to say what this thing is, it is not as delicious as it is. However, after eating it for more than ten days, Bibidong seems to be a very delicious thing.

The sugar problem is indeed difficult to solve for a while, and the main reason is that he did not discover sugar cane.

There is no sugar sugar without sugar, which is a difficult problem unless he uses other methods to obtain sugar, such as buying it in other places where humans gather.

Of course, he could also explore this mountain forest. He didn't believe that such a large star forest had such a rich variety of species, and he could not find a bundle of sugarcane.

If one kilometer is the center of the circle, if one kilometer is not enough, it will be ten kilometers and ten kilometers. If not, it will be one hundred kilometers. If one hundred kilometers is not enough, it will be one thousand kilometers.

Even if he searched the entire Douluo Continent, he would have to get two bundles of sugarcane back.

But I guess at that time I would be impatient and grab two handfuls from the candy jar on the side of the road.

Bibidong was very happy to eat the roots of the tree. Li Yi looked at the big basket of roots and began to think about how to deal with these things. He tried it back and peeled and sliced ​​it and dried it to see if it could be preserved and ground into powder.

If you can grind it into powder, make a fine gauze yourself, or use water-grinding starch to grind it first, then let it settle slowly and finally dry.

Just want to get these things done, you must have a stone millstone. It is best to find a cow to pull your own millstone.

Of course, if you can't find a cow, you can do it yourself. After all, in this forest, it is very risky to find a cow casually, because something like a cow also needs to be domesticated, and the buffalo will not pull the millstone.

This thing can be done temporarily. A grinder is a large stone tool. Although a person can do it, it cannot be forced to do it within one day.

Let’s take a slow down for the time being. The most important thing at the moment is the grain storage task. In fact, you may try to mix the eggs and the cooked roots and mix them together to bake them. I don’t know how they taste.

You can try it yourself after all, after all, I already have eggs, one of the three elements of cake.

Egg butter flour and sugar, even if you make it a fool, as long as the ratio is not too outrageous, it will taste good.

Although I don’t have a professional oven, the fireplace I prepared before can also serve as this to a certain extent.

Even in this case, I can’t make cakes or bread. Steamed buns, buns, and dumplings.

Because he had a sudden idea of ​​stirring eggs and boiled roots, but it was impossible to force the boiled roots to make steamed buns or dumplings after drying them, so the requirements for ingredients are much higher than this thing.

I don’t know if the cake is made by yourself or something else?

Li Yi is very confident in his cooking skills. In fact, although he has not studied it specifically, his cooking literacy has approached the top level with his physical fitness and mastery.

He has even surpassed most chefs who specialize in training and even make a living by doing this. He can be called a top master in this field, but he is definitely not a master.

Because this is a very vague street scene, to be precise, the dishes he cooks have no soul.

Although he didn't know what the soul was, he knew clearly that the dishes he cooked were a little short of that, and he could make the most flavorful dishes and master the fine seasonings, but he was a little short of that.

He may be Tang Niu, but he is far from being as good as Stephen Zhou.

This is not a technical gap, but a difference in the path.

But if you can achieve this, there is no other way. At least you can definitely do it very well for Bibidong to eat.

Even if there is only salt, no MSG, or even no umami substance.

He hung a pot of broth from here and then used broth to cook food. Although it was a bit laborious, it could make the food taste better.

Of course, maintaining the broth is not an easy task, but for him, since he has to cook every day, maintaining the broth is just a matter of adding fuel to the firewood.

Cut all the roots into slices and put them outside, put them on the top of the stone house and dry them. I don’t know what it will taste like after drying them. If you can eat them after the exam, will it be like steamed buns?

Next, he would collect more food and plants. Many herbs were collected by him and dried and stored.

The roots are very dry and very crisp after drying.

Just like sweet potato chips, the taste and taste become not very good after drying, but it can be stored for a long time, and it tastes a different flavor after cooking.

During this period, he also collected a lot of eggs. Of course, he had been searching for sugarcane, but there was no radius of ten miles.

The next thing to find is to expand the scope.

Of course, this matter was not in a hurry, so he did not do it immediately because as time passed, the rain came.

The sky was like a pouring rain, covering the sky and the sun.

In addition to describing this kind of rain as a torrential rain, he could not think of another word, because the current water flow is really like a rush, and someone pours water from the sky downwards.

In a short period of time, his threshold was about to be submerged, and the water level once reached 20 cm of the threshold.

Of course, with the heavy rain, he could hear many sounds from the mountains in the distance, because the mountain torrents and mudslides caused by the heavy rain were erupting. Although it could not affect this place, he could also hear many sounds.

The rain started in the afternoon and was almost evening now. In fact, it was difficult for him to judge the time under such circumstances.

Even now, it is just a vague judgment on time.

Before, he could use the very primitive sun wheel he made to judge what time it was, but now he can't make a complete judgment.

But he could sense that as the light gradually darkened, the sky was completely dark.

I don’t know when it is night now, all the windows have been read and the vents have been blocked.

Next, if you don't need to open the windows or ventilate, they will not be opened.

Because once it is opened, countless rain will flow back in. Now he is just opening a small door, paying attention to and observing the situation outside.

Now, in addition to heavy rain, there are branches, weeds and flowers flying everywhere outside, making a sound as the strong wind hits the stone wall.

Moreover, there was constant thunder in the sky, rumbling thunder, and mudslides and mountain torrents on the earth brought out bursts of regret.

He could even see the clay pots he placed on the table trembled gently.
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