Hou Dasheng is very satisfied with the kitchen in the underground base, and the smokeless stove obviously keeps the equipment here clean to a large extent. At the same time, there are plenty of ingredients here, and there are enough ingredients and ingredients in the fridge.

But Hou Dasheng was not satisfied, and came out of the base and followed Hou Dasheng curiously and began to wander around the jungle. From time to time, Hou Dasheng would dig out several kinds of grass from the seemingly messy grass, and then carefully observe it and pick it off.

"What are those you picked?!" The knife hand asked Hou Dasheng curiously, and Hou Dasheng replied lazily: "Ingredients, some dishes need fresh ingredients." But you don't have one, so I'll have to find it myself. There are certainly no originals here, but there are alternatives. ”

"Oh God! How dare you pick these weeds in the jungle?! We even eat your food, I think we're crazy! If we're poisoned, we're all going to die! ”

The knife hand almost went crazy, and he knew better than anyone else the horror of the jungle. Eat indiscriminately, that's going to kill people! Although he was greedy, it didn't mean that he was willing to try those unknown weeds in the jungle and risk his life.

When Hou Dasheng heard this, he turned around and glanced at the knife hand with disdain: "My ancestors have been studying the classification and function of these grasses since thousands of years ago, from rice seeds to wheat. From vegetables to fruits. Then poisons and herbs were also distinguished. ”

"And this, I have been learning from the old hunters in the mountains almost since I was a child." Hou Dasheng shrugged his shoulders and said as he walked deeper into the jungle: "You know, we are poor. It's not as well equipped as yours. ”

"A lot of times, we need to eat, so we have to catch the prey and make a hearty meal for ourselves. At the same time, we need to distinguish which plants are poisonous and which are medicinal. ”

Hou Dasheng said, grabbed a green tree fruit in the bushes that looked like oleander and said: "This is the horse bell fruit, and its fruit is very effective for dysentery and generalized edema." You know, dysentery in the jungle can kill you. ”

"But that's not all it does, its bark has a certain paralyzing effect after being made into a decoction. Therefore, it can be used as a short-term anesthetic substitute, and the decoction of its fruit can be used as a disinfectant. Of course, I mean no disinfectant. ”

As he spoke, Hou Dasheng clapped his hands and stood up and continued to wander around the jungle. And the knife hand had a ghost-like expression, and followed a few steps and asked urgently: "Even if you study, at most you will learn from your hometown, right?!" Will it work here?! ”

Hou Dasheng looked at Dao Shou with idiotic eyes, and then said: "One of the most important skills I learned from those old people who taught me to hunt is to go to any strange place, and first survive in extreme circumstances. ”

"When I came to Africa, the first thing I did was to see how the locals survived in the jungle. They can live in the jungle for so many years, and they must have some skills of their own. Also, find more books to read. That's what I was researching before I came to Africa. ”

Hou Dasheng stroked his forehead, he remembered that he had to learn what it meant to "take precautions" and "sharpen the knife and not cut wood" under the cleaning up of his uncle. If it weren't for the uncle forcing him to learn this, it is estimated that he would not have formed this habit.

"The time I escaped death from the construction site was because I had mastered some of the anesthetics and refreshing herbs they were hunting before. Otherwise, I'd have already died. Where will I have the opportunity to meet you. ”

Hou Dasheng shrugged his shoulders and said, "Then I went to the Blood Mountain, where there are also native Africans. There are even many tribes with the sons of witch doctors, or hunters. With them, I learned a lot. ”

"Of course, I don't just listen to it. I have a lot of teammates in the Blood Mountain who get injured in training. I can use a lot of test subjects. ”

Hou Dasheng smiled at the knife hand and said, "At the same time, our canteen also provides me with a good cooking test site. After all, it cost 30,000 US dollars, and this money can't be spent in vain! ”

Listening to Hou Dasheng's words, the knife hand was speechless. He now feels that Xueshan only charged Hou Dasheng $30,000 for tuition, which is too cheap. From herb knowledge to jungle food identification, this alone is worth the 30,000 dollars.

"I now think that perhaps the leader would have made the wisest decision he had ever made by taking you in the jackal." The knife hand was silent for a while, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Perhaps, you will make ours more different." ”

As he spoke, the swordsman paused and said, "But I don't understand, if there are so many medicinal herbs in the jungle according to what you said, why are the life expectancy of the native Africans still so low and so many diseases?!" ”

Hou Dasheng had already collected enough of what he needed at this time, after all, he was just here to get some condiments that could be cooked, not to find medicinal herbs. And listening to the knife hand say this, Hou Dasheng couldn't help but look at him with disdain.

"Africa has never been unified, there is no unified language, there is no unified country. Even they don't have their own writing to record what is useful and what is not. They also don't have a 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'll be kind enough to tell their opponents what they know and make their opponents stronger?! ”

The knife hand couldn't help but be speechless when he heard this, Africa seemed to be really in this situation: "Then how did you get them to tell you willingly?!" Don't tell me this is bullshit personality, I don't believe it. ”

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

...... "Well, the reason is strong enough. After all, what is the food here in Africa...... Ahem, ahem, at least it's better than eating fish and chips in one meal. Although many times it is not much stronger. Lack of salt and oil, what do you expect to make?

Hou Dasheng and the others did not leave the entrance and exit very far, so he returned to the base in three or two clicks. During the time when he was cooking in Blood Mountain, Hou Dasheng could be regarded as figuring out the tastes of these Europeans and Americans.

To put it simply, it's all a bunch of hardcore guys. You have to have a thick red sauce, and you have to smoke incense. That's what they want, they want oil to splash and smell good. And they also have a penchant for sweetness.

Sweet and sour dishes are their favorites. But they generally don't like spicy food, and they don't really like spicy food.

Based on the above, Hou Dasheng directly took the lamb chops and marinated them with soy sauce, oil consumption and spices from the jungle. Wrap it in cornstarch and fry it directly, and pour it into a sweet and sour sauce after frying.

Large pieces of lamb chops are chopped open, star anise, peppercorns, fennel ...... The ingredients were wrapped in small gauze and thrown into the soup base. Sprinkle some white wine, boil the pot over high heat, and grunt over low heat.

Seven or eight eggs were opened and thrown into a large bowl, and chopped wild onions were sprinkled into it. Fortunately, these foreigners brought an automatic egg beater, and Hou Dasheng saved some effort.

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

A large handful of wild vegetables were carefully picked out by Hou Dasheng. He had tasted this wild vegetable, but he didn't know what it was called. It's a little bitter, and when you cook it, you will secrete some mucus. One of the daily vegetables of the African himself.

But after Hou Dasheng's experiment, this wild vegetable will lose its mucus and bitterness after being blanched. Then just add garlic and stir-fry until fragrant, and when you stir-fry over a fierce fire, you will have the texture of cabbage.

In an hour and a half, fried lamb chops, stuffed lamb chops, scallion eggs and two dishes of wild vegetables were delivered to the restaurant at the base. At the same time, there were also a few large toast breads.

"Fack! That's the dish!! The knife hand and the fat dog almost burst into tears, and the bastard Snow Fox ran away under the pretext of running errands. All that's left in this base is the fat dog and the knife hand. And they don't have time to cook, so they can only endure the poison of the giant wolf.

It's so easy, the damn giant wolf finally got Hou Dasheng back. Their lives have seen the light of day again.

But this meal, Hou Dasheng is the most pitiful one. When he had just served the second plate of toast, all the dishes on the table, from meat to greens, had been cleaned up by the hungry ghosts......

"Fack!! I haven't eaten a bite, so don't you know to leave some for me?! Damn it! But no matter how Hou Dasheng jumped, no one paid attention to him. A bunch of old jackal bastards had eaten and drunk enough, and they were all gone in a hurry.

Only the fat dog smiled and left a sentence: "You can make some of these toasts yourself and make do with them, you have to get up early tomorrow." We have to train at the same time, and this is the time to intensify training. You'd better keep up so you can come with us to South America. ”

What can Hou Dasheng say?! He could only silently return to the kitchen, and then simply made himself a green onion egg. And when he had finished eating the toast, he rested.

"Sudden ...... Suddenly...... "Hou Dasheng was running around in the jungle, he had been killed three times today. The giant wolf was alone, and he was helpless to beat the fat dog, the knife hand and himself!

Now Hou Dasheng finally knows how big the gap between himself and the real master is. Although several times, Hou Dasheng has sensed the danger, but he just can't avoid it. Before he could raise the muzzle of his gun, he was killed by the giant wolf.

Hou Dasheng jumped to the tree in twos and threes, and said into the walkie-talkie with a snort: "No, the head is too deep." Every time we don't find it, he kills it, and we will definitely lose if we continue to fight like this! ”

"What do you think, tell me about it." Soon, a response came from the walkie-talkie: "We tried to lure the enemy, and he ate the bait." But we can't beat him! Fack! Damn the captain is even more slippery than a loach! He shouldn't be called a wolf, he should be called a loach! ”