Rise of the blood elves

436【Dark Cuisine】

Mushanmon looks clumsy, but it is not slow when running.

Angmar sat on the fully enclosed saddle specially prepared for himself to prevent falls, holding on to the wooden railing, and arrived at Setting Sun Pass in less than half an hour.

It was raining lightly, it was evening, and the sky was getting dark.

A brazier was lit on the city wall. The shelter above the brazier ensured that rainwater would not accumulate in the basin. However, in the humid environment, the firewood mixed with pine oil still emitted thick black smoke, with straight lines like The pillar rises upward in the windless rainy night

Smoke rose from the garrison camp. The black-clad guards who had been on duty during the day had just been replaced. After being dismissed, they gathered in twos and threes and walked to the kitchen. There was a relaxed atmosphere in the camp.Concentrate when you need to concentrate, and relax when you need to relax. This is the highest expression of being good at cultivating the state of mind.No one would doubt that once the alarm bell on the city tower rings, these monks who even sleep with their arms and legs will become nervous and rush to the city wall as soon as possible.

After getting off the Mushan Beast mount, accompanied by Commander Fang, Angmar walked slowly towards the kitchen.

From far away, you can smell the aroma of cooking coming from over there.A group of monks in black clothes holding steamed bun buckets and rice bowls were lining up outside the kitchen, waiting for food. They were all drooling and looking at the fat figure busy in front of the stove. Their throats slid down from time to time, and they gulped. crisp sound.

Pandas with steamed buns in their mouths were constantly coming out of the kitchen with fragrant meals in their hands, their faces filled with happiness.

As soon as they saw Commander Fang, all the pandaren hurriedly saluted solemnly.

The round-faced monk nodded lightly to them and stayed outside.

After entering the kitchen, the aroma of food filling the air makes you hungry.Lao Li, wearing an apron, was busy at the stove, cooking seven or eight pots of food at the same time. He was not idle for a moment, giving orders from time to time and asking his "assistant" who was chopping goat ribs with a bone chopper to bring him sauce, vinegar, salt and other condiments. .

"Andoma" Lao Li, who turned around to get something, saw Angama staggering towards him at a glance. He hurriedly wiped his hands on his apron and came forward. He said in surprise: "You can walk on the ground now?"

Angmar smiled and nodded, "The monks' treatment is very effective."

"It's great. I'm glad to see you recover." Lao Li said with joy on his face. "They haven't said where you have been for such a long time, and they haven't allowed me to ask how you feel now."

Angmar took two steps and raised his trembling hands to show the other party, "It will take a few months to fully recover. Overall, it's pretty good."

"That's good, that's good. It must be uncomfortable to lie in bed. Come on, you're in time for dinner. I'm making fried eggplant and goat meat. I'll give you a plate."

As he spoke, Lao Li helped Angma and walked towards the stove. When he turned around, he saw two "assistants" lying on the stove stealing food from the wok. He hurriedly shouted: "No stealing is allowed." "

The two assistants were frightened, turned around and straightened up, staring at the ceiling and not daring to look at Lao Li. Their mouths were bulging from chewing, and the grease on their mouths extended to the roots of their ears.

"Why did they become your assistants?"

Angmar asked. These two "assistants" were none other than the two black-clothed guards who were ordered to guard him and others when they first arrived at Setting Sun Pass.In just five days, how come these two people have become like this, only Lao Li follows his lead?

"I have to cook for more than 100 high-level monk disciples this day, and it's too busy for one person. The two of them are former cooks and have some experience, so I asked them to come over and help me." Lao Li said with a helpless smile, "They also I am very willing to do this because I can be the first to eat freshly cooked meals every day, which is much better than waiting in a long queue to pick out leftover dishes.”

After saying that, he glanced at the two black-clothed guards fiercely, pretending to be angry and said: "If you keep stealing, I will replace you. How many people are staring at this position eagerly?"

One of the guards in black twirled his fat fingers and poked the brittle bone out of the corner of his mouth. He chewed it for a few times, gulped it down, and promised: "I will never eat it secretly again."

"Just wait for me for a little while, and this pot of food will be ready soon." Lao Li said as he removed the bowls and chopsticks from the low stool next to the stove, helped Angma sit on it, and then continued to stir-fry.

Angmar wanted to express his intention to come, but looking at Lao Li's busy back, he felt that he should wait until he finished his work before saying goodbye properly, so he sat down An Ran and looked around.

Looking at the dazzling array of condiments on the stove, he couldn't help but click his tongue and shake his head.

This is the direct reason why Pandaren cooking far exceeds that of other races in Azeroth.

The green onions, garlic, peppercorns, etc. are not much different from what I remember. The strange-shaped thing with thick roots and pungent aroma should be similar to ginger.In addition, the seasoning box also contains black and white pepper, chili powder, cinnamon and star anise.

This can't help but be surprising.

You must know that in the same era of the world before time travel, let alone any region, there would not be such a wide variety of condiments. The limited types were rare treasures, extremely expensive, and would never enter the homes of ordinary people.

In the Age of Discovery, the price of spices such as cinnamon, cloves and star anise was comparable to the same weight of gold.After the opening of the Silk Road in the Han Dynasty, pepper and Zanthoxylum bungeanum were introduced to China. It was not until the later Age of Discovery that the connections between various regions deepened that pepper was introduced to China.And because of its excellent taste, it gradually gained recognition from the Chinese people. It spread all the way from the coast to the Yunchuan area, and became an indispensable product on the tables of southern Chinese people who suffer from humid climate. It can both season and remove moisture.

But here, the Valley of Eternal Blossoms, a closed area with little contact with the outside world, has a wide variety of biological diversity. There are no animals and plants that cannot be found, only those that are unexpected. It is indeed the ecological experimental site of Titan.Living here, if nothing else, at least when it comes to the word "eat", it is second to none in Azeroth.

Angma smelled the aroma of sweet and sour carp again, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that the sauce was being cooked in the big pot on the edge, and next to it were three plates that had been fried and were waiting to be poured with sauce. Fat carp.

"That's a hot commodity," a guard in black noticed Angmar's gaze, his eyes revealed sadness, and sighed deeply, "But there aren't that many carp, and it's too troublesome to cook. Chef Li can only cook three times a day. The brothers in the camp had to take turns to try the new ones. Our team came last in the lottery, and it will take at least seven or eight days before we can take our turn."

Angmar laughed to himself, thinking that you two had already eaten.

His eyes wandered, and he suddenly saw a pot of fish scales beside the stove.

鱼鳞

Angmar was stunned and suddenly remembered a "dark dish" before traveling through time. He couldn't help but became interested and asked: "Old Li, do you know spicy fish scales?"

click, click

The shovel scraped the bottom of the pot, making a harsh sound. Lao Li, who was shaking the spoon, was choked by the fumes and coughed twice. He didn't hear Angmar's words clearly, so he turned around and asked loudly: "Ah, what did you say?"

“Spicy fish scales”

"Fish scales are still spicy." Lao Li's eyes widened and he stopped for a moment, "Is that thing edible? Who would eat that kind of thing?"

Angmar blinked and asked, "Have you never tried cooking with fish scales?"

Lao Li shook his head, feeling doubly amused and said, "Not only me, but no Pandaren cook knows how to cook with fish scales. I've never even heard of it."

It shouldn’t be, this is a famous dish.Besides, if you cook carp every day, how can you not think about the fish scales?

Angmar was deeply puzzled, but he soon understood.The life of the Panda people is too prosperous. They have no worries about food and clothing. They can't cook these delicious dishes every day. How can they pay attention to fish scales, something that everyone subconsciously throws away.

"Then this is your loss. This is a famous delicacy." Angama originally wanted to say that fish scales have extremely high nutritional value, are rich in collagen, and are of great benefit to beauty.But Lao Li didn't seem to understand this either, so he had to give up.

"Spicy fish scales, can this be delicious?"

Lao Li was a little hesitant, but as an excellent chef who is full of exploration of ingredients, curiosity and thirst for knowledge still prompted him to ask: "What should I do?"

"It's very simple, I'll teach you." Maybe he was infected by Lao Li's cooking method and the familiar smell of oil smoke in the air. The Chinese gluttonous soul that had been suppressed for more than twenty years began to stir up. Angmar glanced at the full range of dishes. Condiment stood up suddenly, walked towards the pot of fish scales, rolled up his sleeves, and said to the two black-clad assistants:

"Bring me two eggs, a bowl of starch, and a basin of water."