N-M Chapter 205 Sliced Noodles
Chapter 205 Sliced Noodles
Hearing Zhang Long say this, Chen Annie didn't hold back any longer.
Before the two of them left, the mandrill king said to them with a succinct picture, that it is still warm now, the weather will only get colder and colder, and by that time, even the furry bears will not dare to go out.
If you want to survive on this deserted island, you must take advantage of this opportunity to hoard a lot of food, the more the better!
And tell everyone that there are many monsters hidden in this forest, but it’s just not time for those monsters to haunt. If they don’t have special circumstances, don’t come to this forest.
Zhang Long expressed his gratitude to the Mandrill King.
I also started to feel a little uneasy.
In fact, he had already foreseen this a long time ago, this island is really strange.
At the same time, Annie Chen brought an eagle.
She said that this eagle was picked up in the forest a long time ago. At that time, the eagle was injured. She took it home and raised it for a period of time, but it was matured unexpectedly.
As long as you bring something with a special smell, the eagle can find it no matter how far it is.
The two camps could just use this method to transmit information.
Zhang Long nodded in agreement, and then took the hair Chen Anni just plucked from the eagle's butt.
And express sympathy for the eagle, but also a little doubt whether this eagle has any special hobby...
After saying goodbye, two people and one wolf left.
Although Zhang Long's body has not fully recovered, but with the leadership of the wolf king, the journey was smooth, and it didn't take long for him to return to the camp.
Liu Lu and Wang Kaixuan, who were standing on the watchtower of the camp, started cheering loudly as soon as they found the two of them, and then all the people in the camp pushed open the gate and ran out to greet them.
Wang Kaixuan hugged him tightly and hugged Zhang Long tightly, crying with snot and tears.
"Oh my god, brother, you've finally come back. You're worried to death. I thought you... woo woo..."
"I was thinking at the time, if you're not in this world, what's the point of my life, I'm willing to follow you to woo woo..."
Zhang Long coughed dryly.
It's almost enough to say, it's embarrassing for two big men to hug each other.
Wang Kaixuan responded, and then wiped his snot on Zhang Long's clothes.
"Brother, don't worry, during your absence, we managed the camp well, please check!"
Having said that, there is also a salute.
When everyone saw that his face was covered with snot and tears, and he saluted solemnly, not to mention how funny he was, everyone laughed.
Liu Lu didn't let go of Bai Wenwen for a long time.
The two men held hands, excited.
"Oh, you're finally back, do you know that the night you didn't see scared me to death!"
"We've been looking around here for a long time during this time, and we've searched almost everywhere we could, but we haven't found you. What the hell happened to you? Since both of you are safe, why not let the wolf The king comes back with a letter for us."
Bai Wenwen heard a long sigh and talked about what happened during this time, and explained the footprints on the camp ground and the Snow Maiden incident by the way.
While chatting, several people returned to the camp.
In the big kitchen, He Youyou cooked a pot of fish for the two of them to wash away the dust.
Zhang Long used to think that fish is the best food in the world, but since he got snow blindness, he stayed in the mandrill camp and ate fish all the time. .
But these fish are all good things for the camp, and he didn't feel embarrassed to refuse. He drank some fish soup symbolically, saying that he was not hungry, and then distributed all the remaining fish to everyone.
The attentive He Youyou noticed Zhang Long's strangeness. Taking advantage of the crowd chatting around Zhang Long, he got into the warehouse and looked left and right. Finally, dragging a sack, he ran in with a dismal face and an excited look.
"Everyone, come and see what I found!"
The crowd quickly gathered around.
Seeing that there were some yellow things the size of rice grains in the sack, everyone expressed their confusion.
Zhang Long took a closer look and slapped his thigh.
"Isn't this wheat!"
"It's flour when it's dried and ground!"
After hearing this, the crowd instantly cheered.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Peng Hai couldn't help but snorted coldly.
"What's the use of earning so much money in a month for this group of office white-collar workers and models? They can't tell the difference between grains and miscellaneous grains."
"Hey, old Zhang, although we have wheat, how do we make it into flour?"
Zhang Long smiled.
"I have a way, Lao Peng, Lao Li, and Fatty Wang, let's go."
The four of them went to the field together. Finally, they dug out two large stones from a pile of rubble, hammered them into two rounds about half a meter in diameter, and made a slightly larger one. The individual rolled and went back.
Get it back for further trimming.
The two stone plates are placed on top of each other, and the position in the middle that is in contact with each other is deep inside and shallow outside. Make a hole on the side, insert a wooden stick that is convenient for people to hold, and finally put the largest piece of disc at the bottom to cushion it.
I'm sure many people over the age of forty know what this thing is.
stone mill.
An ancient grain processing tool.
It's bulky, perhaps because it carries so many people's childhood memories.
After it was placed, put the wheat into the hole reserved in the middle, and then four people took turns pushing the wooden stick around the stone mill, and it didn't take long for a yellow powdery thing to pass from the middle of the two discs. It popped out and finally fell on the bottom layer of wafers.
This is wheat flour.
Looking at this bulky guy, everyone got excited.
Under the guidance of Zhang Long, He Youyou found a small brush, gently collected all the powders from the grinding, then sieved it again, selected the finest powders, added some water, and a few Eggs and noodles.
In the end, I cooked a large pot of noodles.
Of course, most of this knife-cut noodles are meat and soup.
After all, even they themselves don't know how long they will live on this island, and it's better to have some left as seeds.
That night, everyone gathered in the big kitchen, each holding a steaming bowl of knife-cut noodles in their hands, with a happy smile on their faces.
Perhaps for contemporary young people, knife-cut noodles are nothing at all.
But for them, it is a rare delicacy.