I traveled to the beast world and became the scumbag who ran away with the beast king

Yunchi was sleeping in his mother's pocket. The pocket buttons were fastened tightly and he couldn't get out. He was also covered with a thick coat. When he sensed the unpleasant smell around him, he pushed his head against the inside of the pocket.

Yun Chi was very angry. His little baby teeth came out, his little claws were open fiercely, and his eyes were pressed into small blades. He wanted to bite these bad guys who laughed at his mother!

Feng Si reached into her pocket and subtly soothed Yun Duo in her pocket with her fingers until Yun Duo's little body was no longer so stiff.

"It's a small matter. I will solve it quickly. You don't need to come out to help~" These soft words seemed to be spoken to the sub-female behind him, but in fact he was talking to his own cub.

Yun Duo is not old enough to understand words, but she can understand the strength of her mother's hand pressing on her head.

So, the little fellow, who was reluctant to hurt his mother, collapsed before even getting out of the bag. He twisted his body helplessly, coiled up his tail and nestled it in the bag, but his golden eyes were wide open in the darkness, full of vigilance.

Others didn't know that the sub-female in front of them was carrying a cub, so they naturally wouldn't think too much about what was said to her.

The group, along with the three sub-females Mao Lin and Mao Qingqing, were all trapped in a room by the Northern Wilderness warriors. The stove and ingredients were moved out and placed in the middle early in the morning.

There was a long platform with food piled up in what looked like blood. It was obvious that the Northern Wilderness warriors wanted to put pressure on the female Maoyang. The unprocessed fresh meat was laid out straight on the platform, which was shocking to the eye.

Feng Si stood among them, walked to the edge of the platform with an expressionless face, and looked at the ingredients while thinking about the food she wanted to make.

She looked up at Hu Yan, who was sitting opposite her with a cold face, and said, "The ingredients are too simple. They are not enough to show my cooking skills. I need some other ingredients."

Hu Yan didn't say anything, but just turned his head, raised his chin slightly, and gestured to the servant beside him to come over for help, his eyes cold.

Soon, the ingredients Feng Si ordered were delivered, and two more platforms were added to the room, which were filled with nothing but pig's viscera and honey.

These are all good ingredients. The internal organs are richer in energy than meat, and the honey is delicious. The two orcs took a look at the fresh internal organs and honey on the shore, and felt a little sorry that they were going to be wasted.

In addition, while Feng Si was waiting for them to get the ingredients, she went to the kitchen to ask someone to move the stove and secretly took out the almonds and soybeans that she had stored in the space during the collection.

After she finished preparing the ingredients, she turned around and looked at everyone's worried faces. After thinking for a while, she raised her hands and clapped them.

The sound of a slap attracted the attention of those behind him.

Feng Si said, "Okay, everyone, just follow my instructions. I need you to help me prepare the ingredients."

Seeing Feng Si's composure, everyone was filled with admiration and began to process the ingredients in batches according to Feng Si's instructions.

The remaining three females stood there, somewhat at a loss.

Mao Yang, who was most familiar with Feng Si, moved to her side and asked quietly, "Feng Si, are you really going to cook for the Northern Wasteland Warriors?"

Feng Si stood there calmly, her eyelashes slightly lowered, her voice calm, "Yes, do you have any wine? If you do, have it all delivered and have the Young Master of the Northern Wasteland pay for it."

What time is it! Why do you still want wine?

Mao Yang was a little anxious, but when she met Feng Si's dark eyes that were looking at her quietly, she subconsciously replied, "I have some wine made by the monkey tribe at home."

Mao Qingqing, who had been silent next to them, heard what Feng Si and the others said.

She now understood the difference between the male beasts in the Northern Wilderness and those in the Southern Wilderness. The male beasts in the Northern Wilderness were just a group of rough and uncouth beasts, and they had long given up the idea of marrying up to someone above their station.

Wine is a precious thing that ordinary people don’t have at home, but for a female, this thing is not considered precious.

Mao Qingqing pulled her mother over and whispered, "I have some wine at home too."

Feng Si nodded, "Not bad."

If there is too much wine, give it to them to drink. The wine can accelerate the volatilization of the medicinal effects of the food. If there is not much, save it for cooking meat. It can make the food taste better and allow them to eat more.

In short, alcohol is a good drink that makes people relax but also requires vigilance.

She said to the three of them, "Send all the available quantities here."

Now even the three females have something to do and no longer stand there stupidly in fear.

Time was tight, so Feng Si only instructed us to make two kinds of food.

A drink and a dish of braised pork.

When she came over, the rice cookers had already beaten soybeans and almonds into a paste with water as instructed, and more than fifty large iron buckets half a person's height were filled with white juice.

Then Feng Si asked someone to use fine cotton cloth to filter out the bean dregs, put them on the stove to heat, and turn off the lights as soon as the soy milk and bitter almond juice began to bubble. She put them aside to cool, and at the same time asked someone to get ice and add a large amount of it into the bucket.

The braised pork offal on the other side is similar to the modern beef offal preparation. All kinds of cleaned internal organs are cut into pieces, put into a cold water pot and boiled with clean water. Then the blood is removed and washed with clean water.

There are few seasonings here, and the three females only brought a few bottles of wine, so they can only be used as seasoning.

Feng Si first poured the lard into the big pot, and the other ten sub-females in front of the pots followed her example.

When the oil is 80% hot, pour the pork offal into the pot and stir-fry with a spatula. When the pork offal changes color, add the green onion, ginger, and salt. Then pour the wine along the edge of the pot, stir-fry evenly, add water to cover the ingredients, bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to medium heat and continue to simmer with the lid on.

As the pork offal was steaming, a strong aroma drifted into the room, making Shili and others who were nearby have green eyes. They kept swallowing their saliva and stared at the pot of stew.

After waiting for a while, I saw Feng Si just stewing the meat while she and the other sub-females went to open the honey jar.

Shili stepped forward anxiously, his mouth salivating with greed: "This meat has been stewed for so long, when can we eat it?"

"It will be ready soon. You can prepare the dishes." Feng Si opened the honey jar and generously poured the whole jar of honey into the ice soy milk and ice almond juice, then stirred it with a spoon.

Shili looked at Fengsi with satisfaction, then immediately turned around and shouted to the soldiers to go back and prepare their own bowls.

Feng Si came to the stove, opened the lid of the pot, and used high heat to reduce the soup. The soup gradually became thicker, and the tendons had been cooked for a long time and became sticky. Every piece of pork offal was covered with soup. As the meat was turned over, the aroma of the meat filled the room, making the beast infatuated.

After Feng Si said the food was cooked, everyone watched her cooking steps with their own eyes, but asked her to eat a little of each food first.

After seeing that Feng Si had eaten without any problems, the others came forward excitedly.

Hu Yan sat at the dining table. The zebra servant, who always followed orders, had his own thoughts for the first time and asked in a low voice, "Young Master, I'll bring you some food."