Chapter 487

Looking up at the kitchen, Odin looked at the dark but fragrant exotic food. Odin's eyes were more firm. He thought he was ready. Unexpectedly, Ayn perra Lee kicked his ass with the program "FAK primitive man".

I... did not grasp the ultimate meaning of survival!

On the computer screen, Ian perali was introducing his beans to fat and thin guests. He soaked the beans for 12 hours. Therefore, he came to the program one night in advance.

Odin's eyes suddenly changed: "big boy, I'm still wrong! It turned out that soybeans need to be soaked, huh! It's still too late."

Muttering and pausing the video, he went to soak soybeans.

Odin, who once loved chainsaw, is now fascinated by the mysterious wisdom from the ancient East. They are so natural and so magical.

It's ridiculous. After the end of the world, where can I find electricity to charge the chainsaw?

Moreover, after the end of the day, we all want to live, but not just to live. We want to rebuild the glory of mankind!

Living is not to live, living is to build and develop.

The bald tattooed Han Odin knelt on the kitchen floor, carefully took out a small pink bucket and began to soak beans. Because he was too focused, his hands became orchid fingers.

His knee hurts a little. I can't help thinking, damn it, why do only East Asian people squat in Asia?

This is discrimination from God!

After soaking the soybeans, he returned to his room and glanced at the medals and medals of various survival competitions on the wall. He suddenly felt his cheeks hot. As a firm doomsday sect, it's a shame that I spent all my good time hunting, fighting and eating all kinds of insects.

A really powerful doomsday faction, after the doomsday, should gracefully chew smoked sausages and duel with zombies, should lie in the ruins and stew mushrooms in the most beautiful wooden house, and should pick up a trembling tofu with chopsticks when others eat raw meat and insects

This is really powerful!

Odin Jabbar is one of the backbone of the doomsday faction in the United States. The doomsday faction believes that the doomsday will eventually come and the whole earth is facing restart.

They even built secret hiding places in mountains and deserts, where they hoarded all kinds of tools, weapons and compressed food. Even under Odin's own two-story building, there is a basement, which is enough for him to resist the invasion of zombies and survive for three months.

However, Odin's thought has gradually changed, because the program "FAK primitive man" has given him new inspiration. He has added seasoning, fuel and, of course, cooking utensils in the basement.

After all, who knows?

What if... What if zombies are delicious?

Spicy zombies, boiled zombies, zombie sausage, zombie mushroom soup, charcoal roasted zombies

In this way, the problem of food will be solved. Moreover, zombies can also be used as fuel when they are dry. If they are hard enough, they can even be used as building materials. It's a wonderful cycle!

Thanks to Ian perra Lee for giving me inspiration.

Returning to the computer desk, Odin didn't immediately watch the program. Although he was very curious about the production technology of tofu, he was a rigorous person.

He took out the thick notebook, and the title page read:

"The Apocalypse of aenpera Lee!"

"Thank you, you are the real light of doomsday! If we can live, we will build a temple for you! - Da Wa Liu."

Turning to the latest page, Odin wrote:

"To make tofu, first soak dried soybeans in water for 12 hours..."

After making a detailed record, Odin took out a plastic bag, took out several carefully trimmed tobacco leaves, wrapped them carefully, then inserted them into the pipe, lit them with a lighter and smacked them hard.

"Cough... That's good! Cigars from the East taste a little stronger, but this is the cigarette that men should smoke. I must recommend him to other members of the doomsday sect. Well, a gift from Western Sichuan... Great Ye Ziyan!"

Smoking a dry cigarette, Odin continued to watch the program on the computer, paused from time to time, took out his notebook and carefully recorded it. He was as pious as a believer. In front of his chest, there is a pendant with the image of an oriental animation hero - huluwa Da Wa.

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Before Li Tiezhu started making tofu, he heard the cry of a donkey and ran out of the yard. He was overjoyed.

Yi Xing was startled: "brother, your expression is too ferocious. I'm afraid, and the donkey is afraid, ha ha..."

Huang Sanshi: "I'm also afraid. I'm so afraid that my saliva is about to flow out."

He Ling: "I was so scared that my stomach growled."

Li Tiezhu went up and slapped the donkey's ass: "Hello! My name is Li Tiezhu!"

Donkey: "well, ang ~"

Li Tiezhu looked at Huang Sanshi: "did you bring it?"

Huang Sanshi: "I got it from the lucky draw of Yi Xing. Are you lucky? I'm inferior to Mr. He. I got a bottle of rapeseed oil and Mr. he got two cans of oranges."

Zheng Yanzi came to ride a donkey. The donkey refused and even wanted to kick her. She slapped her in the face with a backhand, which made the donkey doubt life.

At this time, she stared at the donkey and said, "the things we smoke are very good! Rapeseed oil is what we need most now. We are tired of lard. Iron pillars want to pick tea fruits on the mountain and press oil manually. Canned food is even better! What we lack most is a bottle that can bees."

He Ling Chao Yi Xing Tucao: "iron column has gone! Even to make complaints about themselves... Or a mushroom house."

Yi Xing: "hehe, of course, if I came to episode 0 of this program, I thought I might die."

Huang Sanshi: "why do you want bottles? Didn't you make a lot of bamboo cans?"

Zheng Yanzi said, "make kimchi."

Huang Sanshi nodded: "yes! This can be."

Next, Li Tiezhu began to make tofu. The operation speed was very fast and there were not many shots. After all, domestic audiences are not very interested in the boring tofu making process. They prefer the interaction between guests and the acquisition of new items.

After a while, Li Tiezhu had sent Qin Tao to grind bean juice by the river, and Zheng Yanzi went up the mountain to pick green pepper. He is peeling sweet potatoes.

He Ling said, "shall we have sweet potato dry rice today?"

Li Tiezhu shook his head decisively: "no! It's used to make noodles, fern root powder. There are many ferns on the mountain. We'll go up the mountain to dig in the afternoon. Miss Huang?"

Huang Sanshi, who was feeding the chicken, looked up and said, "hey?"

Li Tiezhu: "at noon, let's be simple. How about a pot of bean flowers, a fried bean sprout, a fried bacon with garlic, and two sausages?"

Huang Sanshi subconsciously walked towards the kitchen and took a kitchen knife to cut sausages: "OK!"

When he reached the water tank and washed the sausage with a bamboo ladle, Huang Sanshi responded: "no! Why did I start cooking? This is not my home!"

Yi Xing smiled: "wasn't it just as natural when Tiezhu went to the mushroom house?"

On the other half of the earth, when the fierce man Odin saw here, he narrowed his eyes. The fat man looked very capable of survival. Was he also a high-level player?

Not quite like it?

When he saw Huang Sanshi cutting bacon skillfully, he knew he was wrong. He was really an expert.

Huang Sanshi quickly sliced the bacon and went to the old bamboo house to take half a kilo of bean sprouts for washing.

Big wa Odin put her hands over her head: "Damn it! Did I miss something great? Why... Why can vegetables grow in a dark room? It's still so tender and crisp! I don't believe it's magic!"

Fortunately, the program team solved his doubts.

After the program was recorded a week ago, Li Tiezhu began to prepare for the arrival of the three people in the mushroom house. Half of the three kilograms of soybeans were used to make tofu and the other half to make bean sprouts.

Sending bean sprouts is a relatively simple thing, but it needs the help of the program team. During the period when Li Tiezhu is no longer in use, the staff should always water and control the inflow of light, otherwise the bean sprouts will grow roots and leaves

After reading it, Da Wa paused immediately and learned another magic skill from the East. It is said that one kilogram of beans can send out four or five kilos of bean sprouts. Under poor conditions, there are also three kilos. It is simply McGee magic.

Quickly take out a small book and write it down.

Then, the tofu making began, and the big baby kept his eyes on it.

I saw the fat man and Ian perra cooperate very skillfully. He boiled the bean juice in a big pot, and then scooped the bean juice into the net pocket supporting gauze (white shirt). Ian perra shook the support that fell on the beam.

"This step is to filter! Filter the fiber in the soybean! It must be so. It seems that tofu is made of fiber left in the pocket. They are solidified..."

Dawa suddenly realized that she was ready to take notes, and then she was beaten in the face again.

Pa Pa Pa——

One person, one bamboo tube of soybean milk, put white sugar, and several guests drank freely.

Huang Sanshi asked, "well, these bean dregs can be fed to the donkey! But iron pillar, do you have brine? Or gypsum, otherwise, how can this soybean milk solidify into tofu?"

Da Wa lost his pen: "Damn it! The fiber is used to feed donkeys? Soybean milk is the material of tofu? But how can it solidify? It sounds like a chemical experiment."

Li Tiezhu said, "none, but we have white vinegar. There is in the seasoning brought by Luhani last time."

He Ling held soybean milk and suddenly said, "teacher Huang, I know! This is our vinegar tofu in southern Hunan, right? In addition to brine and gypsum, vinegar can also order tofu!"

Yi Xing: "is vinegar OK?"

He Ling: "son, are you from southern Hunan? I don't know."

Vinegar???

In front of the computer screen, the notebook in the hand of big baby Odin Jabbar also fell off, and once again showed an expression of skepticism about life: "no! I must be kidding. I've heard a famous Chinese saying that it's OK to order tofu with brine, and it's OK to drop one thing without vinegar!"

Dawa became more nervous. Watching a variety show, she saw the fear and horror of thrillers and doomsday films. If it was true, it would be a god like invention. But he couldn't believe it. He always felt that vinegar was too common and couldn't be so magical until

Until Li Tiezhu put the white vinegar into the soy milk in the pot, the bald Odin pulled his nonexistent hair with both hands: "Oh, buy GAD, gadpulis... FAK!"