Traveling through various miniature worlds with a small restaurant

Lin Xiaoqian went back to the kitchen to make braised pork.

Soon, the exclamations of the cavemen outside about the drink could be heard.

Lin Xiaoqian didn't pay attention and methodically cut the pork belly into large pieces.

Heat the oil in a pan, add rock sugar, and caramelize it.

"Fuck!"

After hearing the noise in the kitchen, Xi quietly ran over to peek, then ran back to the tribespeople with a shocked expression and said, "Qian brought fire!"

"What?" Several people had the same shocked expression, and then they quietly ran over to take a look. Sure enough, they saw a fire burning on a platform.

Afraid that Lin Xiaoqian would see them, the group returned to their seats with serious expressions.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Wen said, "Qian dared to come to the exchange festival alone, carrying a fire source with him. He wasn't wearing animal skin, but a fabric even softer than the clothes made by tribes that know how to make hemp. He also brought water that was sweeter than fruit. Qian's tribe must be very powerful."

The others remained silent, but they deeply agreed.

Suddenly, an irresistible aroma wafted from the kitchen, causing everyone's mouths to water and their stomachs to feel empty.

"It smells so good." Suspicious liquid began to ooze from the corner of Xi's mouth.

No one else spoke; their eyes were fixed on the direction of the kitchen.

Lin Xiaoqian quickly stirred the pork belly in the pot to coat it evenly with the caramelized sugar, then added star anise to stir-fry until fragrant and oily, and added cooking wine and soy sauce to remove any fishy smell and season.

Pour the braised pork into a pressure cooker, add boiling water, and simmer for about twenty minutes.

Lin Xiaoqian felt that feeding the primitive people only rice was too monotonous, so she decided to give them a little culinary surprise.

So I fried five plates of egg fried rice with various ingredients, intending to serve them out along with braised pork.

After the fragrant fried rice was cooked, the braised pork was also stewed until tender.

Lin Xiaoqian served five portions, along with the egg fried noodles, and took them out.

"Braised pork and fried rice are here!"

As soon as it was placed on the table, Wen and the others reached out to grab the braised pork.

The moment his hand touched the flesh, it was burned and he immediately pulled it back.

Lin Xiaoqian was taken aback and said, "Don't be in such a hurry, I'll go get you some chopsticks." The primitive man was really greedy and couldn't wait to start eating.

But when they held two chopsticks, unsure of what to do with them, Lin Xiaoqian realized that primitive people wouldn't know how to use chopsticks; it would be better to use a spoon.

The five people, holding their spoons, still looked at Lin Xiaoqian with innocent expressions. Only then did Lin Xiaoqian belatedly realize that these primitive people might not need tools to eat.

Lin Xiaoqian picked up a spoon and demonstrated how to serve rice and meat. The few primitive people were not used to it and clumsily managed to put the meat into their mouths.

As soon as they entered the entrance, the primitive people stopped moving. Lin Xiaoqian didn't know what they meant or why they suddenly froze.

Is it not to their liking?

She tasted it when it was done and said it was a great success.

It has a bright red and glossy appearance, chewy and elastic pork skin, soft and tender fat that melts in your mouth, and tender and juicy lean meat. It leaves a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth, and is rich but not greasy.

Before she could even ask, several people started stuffing large mouthfuls of braised pork into their mouths, continuing to eat even as they screamed and scalded themselves.

Lin Xiaoqian pointed to the fried rice: "This is also very delicious."

The few cavemen were quite obliging, scooping up a spoonful of fried rice and stuffing it into their mouths, but naturally, they were then taken advantage of.

By the Rock God, what kind of food is this? How can it have such a wonderful taste?

Xi poured her plate of braised pork onto the fried rice and then shoveled it into her mouth with her head down.

Others followed suit, eating with great enthusiasm and sweating profusely.

Soon, the group finished their meal, even licking the plates clean. Lin Xiaoqian quickly stopped them and put the plates away.

They burped contentedly as they looked longingly at the plate in Lin Xiaoqian's hand.

Lin Xiaoqian cleared away the plates, returned and sat down next to them, asking knowingly, "How was the food?"

Several people praised it.

Xi hugged her round belly, her eyes sparkling: "This is the best meat I've ever eaten!"

Others nodded.

Wen also exclaimed with admiration, "We've never eaten meat like this before. We always grill it, and I thought that was the best way to eat it. Qian, the meat you made is so red, it looks beautiful and tastes delicious! And these little bits, what are they? They're also very tasty."

Lin Xiaoqian replied, "That's rice fried in oil. Rice is a type of plant."

Wen frowned: "Plant? I've never seen a plant like this before. It must be a specialty of the Huaxia tribes."

Lin Xiaoqian didn't know if anyone in the primitive world had ever discovered rice, so he laughed it off and said, "Is that so?"

Wen asked, "Qian, do you often eat this kind of thing in your tribe?"

"I eat it often." Of course, I eat rice often.

A wave of envy suddenly rose in the hearts of the group.

Ashu asked curiously, "Qian, your tribe must be very powerful, right?"

Lin Xiaoqian thought about his great China and nodded with considerable pride: "Of course."

Wen recalled the food she had just eaten and asked Lin Xiaoqian, "Qian, I tasted saltiness in your food. Did you eat salted rock?"

Lin Xiaoqian shook her head honestly: "I don't have that kind of stone, but I have salt."

"Rock?" Wen frowned, looking puzzled.

Lin Xiaoqian got up and went to the kitchen to get a bag of salt that had already been opened. She poured a little into Wen's hand and let her taste it.

Wen stuck out his tongue and tasted it, his eyes lighting up. He said to the others in the tribe, "Salty, delicious!"

Others wanted to try it too, so Lin Xiaoqian poured some for everyone.

Looking at the snow-white substance in their hands, the group held it reverently, carefully licked it, and their eyes lit up instantly.

Lin Xiaoqian explained, "When cooking, adding a little bit will give it a salty taste."

Wen is, after all, the daughter of the tribal chief, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, she will be the next tribal chief. She understands very well what this 'salt' represents and how important it is.

So he quickly said to Lin Xiaoqian, "Qian, can I trade you some of this salt?"

Lin Xiaoqian, thinking about the several large boxes of salt she had replenished, said generously, "Of course!"

Wen and the others were overjoyed.

Then, somewhat embarrassed, Wen held up the Ganoderma lucidum and asked, "Can I really exchange this for it?"

Lin Xiaoqian raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Of course, I just want to trade this with you."

The group was quite excited. These mushrooms, which were common in the forest, could actually be exchanged for salt, which was even more exciting than finding meat.

Everyone looked at Lin Xiaoqian with shining eyes, thinking she was a really good person.

"How do you want to exchange money with us?" Wen asked excitedly.

Lin Xiaoqian said without batting an eye, "Then let's exchange five 'mushrooms' for a bag of salt. And they have to be big like this one."

Actually, she was a little guilty. Exchanging a bag of salt for five Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms was practically robbery.

But then she thought about it again, and realized that the salt she brought was unique in the world. She and Wen were simply getting what they needed, so she was quite at ease with it.

Wen jumped up and down excitedly, thinking that if she took this snow-white salt back with her, her mother would definitely praise her for being so capable.

"I'll change it right now!"

Wen took out seven or eight Ganoderma lucidum mushrooms from the earthenware jar, and they all looked similar to the ones she had taken out at the beginning.

Holding the food, Wen stopped and looked at Lin Xiaoqian with a hesitant expression, saying, "Qian, we just ate your food and drank your sweet water. How many mushrooms do we need in exchange for that?"

When it came to pricing the food, Lin Xiaoqian thought for a moment and said, "Then braised pork with seven mushrooms per plate, fried rice with five mushrooms per plate, and drinks with two mushrooms per bottle."

Wen looked apologetic: "Money? I only have twenty mushrooms here, it seems not enough to trade with you."

Lin Xiaoqian was taken aback for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "It's okay, the food is on my behalf."

Wen disagreed: "That won't do. The food you made used meat and precious salt. We can't just take your things for free."

Then, he slapped his forehead and pulled Xi over: "I'll leave Xi here, let's go pick mushrooms."

Lin Xiaoqian opened his mouth, so there was no need to keep someone here.