Go to another world to be a priest

You can't use pure lean meat for meatballs. It will be fragrant and delicious when fried with some fat.

Yining's body has been malnourished for more than ten years, and after being transmigrated, he was forced to eat vegetarian food for a whole year. How could he be as afraid of fat and three heights as the people in his previous life, so he dared not eat a little fat?

People here don't have the concept of so-called healthy eating, they eat whatever is delicious and what can be eaten.

If you can't even fill your stomach, who would pick and choose?

Chop the fat and thin fresh meat into stuffing, add minced green onion and ginger, add egg whites, add an appropriate amount of salt and pepper, stir vigorously in one direction, and wait until the strength is strong.

At this time, the mandarin fish is almost marinated, evenly wrapped with raw powder, put the whole fish into the hot oil, with a sound of pricking, the starch is exposed to high temperature, and the fragrance stimulated instantly spreads to the whole space, along the nostrils Drilled in, the secretion of saliva in the mouth began to increase.

A whole mandarin fish is about [-] centimeters long. Fortunately, the big iron pot is big enough to put the whole thing in, and there is still room to turn it. After a few minutes, the aroma of the protein being burned by the high-temperature oil will be released. Come on, the "squirrel hair" on the fish slowly rises along the knife edge, the color gradually turns golden yellow, and the head and tail of the fish also start to rise.

Seeing that the color is almost the same, let Mushan use long chopsticks to fish out the fish, put it on a plate that has been prepared earlier, pour the soup that has been prepared earlier, and this dish is done!

Then he fried the meatballs again, Yining was very quick, within ten minutes, the bottom of a pot of meat filling was gone, and two small pots of meatballs were fried.At this time, the other mandarin fish steamed on the fire was almost ready. After tasting the taste, Yining nodded in satisfaction, took it out and put it aside, freed up the pot to boil water again to make meatball soup.

Yining loves to drink soup, as long as he has the time to cook, there will be no shortage of all kinds of soup.

Considering Mu Kun and Mu Shan's big appetite, Yining poured the hot oil from the oil pan into the basin, leaving a little oil bottom, and baked several scallion pancakes.

Just as the last piece of cake was out of the pan, familiar footsteps came from the door. The pace was a bit hasty. When he reached the door, he slowed down and paused, followed by the sound of metal friction as the weapon was unloaded.

Yining's hands kept moving, but his ears kept standing up, as if he could see how the man saw that the armor guard at the door was gone, so he walked over quickly, and when he walked to the door, he found that he was fine and relaxed, and then put his suitcase on his back. The weapon unleashes this series of action scenarios.

He never thought that he could understand a person to this extent.

"It's so rich." Mu Kun smelled a strong fragrance as early as outside the door, and knew that his priest made him delicious food again, but he didn't see Mu Shan and Suo Mu at the door, so he knew that it was probably going to be served again today. There are two more people who are rubbish.

When he entered the door and saw that there was only Mu Shan, Mu Kun felt a little better. Fortunately, there was only one person who was eating.

"The patriarch." Mu Shan bowed to Mu Kun. He could treat the priests indifferently, playing and laughing, but he didn't know when this young patriarch had become unpredictable, and no one dared to despise him.

Mu Kun nodded and greeted him to sit down and eat. In fact, most of the time he was also very depressed. I don't know why the people in the clan suddenly became more and more respectful to him.

Just like Mu Shan now, when he sees him, he salutes, like something respectful, but... Do you want to put down your chopsticks so fast?This is what my priest made for me, not for you. If you really respect the patriarch from the bottom of your heart, you should eat less...

Although he thought so in his heart, Mu Kun's movements were not slow at all, which was absolutely in line with the speed that a foodie should have.

Yi Ning suddenly picked up a ball and stood up, went to the window and threw it into the flowerpot.

Mu Shan was stunned: "Priest..."

"Oh, this piece is not very cooked, it's not tasty." Yining's eyes flickered, and he continued to sit down and eat.

Ahhh, Little Green is so annoying, if it hadn't been screaming in his mind, clamoring for food, he wouldn't have risked being discovered to feed it!

Mu Kun looked at the pot of grass meaningfully, then buried himself in eating.

Mu Shan withdrew his eyes and focused on the food. He didn't know if it was his illusion. Just now, he always felt that the potted flower seemed to freeze for a moment when Mu Kun looked over it.

Yining insisted on going to bed at night, but still couldn't hold back, and drank tea with Xiaolu by the table for a long time, after a long time, he finally asked: "Xiaolu...well, did the old man talk to you recently? connect?"

During the meal, Xiaolu made a lot of hard boiled tea, and pestered Yining to feed it a lot of fish meat and balls. Now that he was full, he dipped the leaves in the cup of tea and sprinkled it on himself. On the one hand, he could wash away the stained On the other hand, the leaves also have the function of absorbing water, and the current temperature is high, so it is necessary to keep it moist at all times.

"No, what's the matter?" Xiaolu replied absent-mindedly as she continued to sway her body and pour water on herself.

Yining groaned for a long time, then said sullenly: "I always have a bad feeling recently, and I can't contact him..."

Xiaolu paused for a while, then said in silence for a while: "My relationship with him is actually not as close as you are with him... Do you need to find him? Is there anything you don't know? I can tell you, the old man knows, I basically I know it all."

"No, he won't...forget it, it's okay, go to sleep." Yi Ning put the teacup away, stood up and went upstairs to sleep.

Mu Kun is fine tonight and has been waiting for him for a long time.

Although the two of them couldn't do shy things because of Yining's health, it felt pretty good to be able to sleep with their beloved, even though they had to be poked with sticks from time to time.

Mu Kun knew that Yining was afraid of heat, so he just took a shower of cold water, and it was just right for him to hug him.

The familiar body and smell are close at hand, both of them are a little distracted, Mu Kun hugs Yining from behind, and Yining's calf and feet are placed between his legs, slowly rubbing against each other.

Mu Kun's breathing became disordered all of a sudden, and he slapped his ass lightly: "Don't make trouble!"

"It's so bad!" Yining moaned and complained, this kind of life where you can see but can't eat is really sad.

"...Go to sleep, aren't you tired after going out for a day?" To say it was uncomfortable, Mu Kun was in unbearable pain. God knows how much self-control he used to control himself?He didn't even know that his self-control was so strong.

"Hmph..." Yining continued to hum, twisting and twisting.

Mu Kun's head got dizzy at first, just as he backed away a little, the person in his arms immediately stuck up.

"If you...well...if you can't fall asleep, let me tell you something funny..." Mu Kun gritted his teeth to hold back his moan, grabbed his unruly hand and pulled it to his chest and put it away.

"What's the matter?" Yining's attention was diverted as expected, and he stopped moving around, waiting for him to finish.

"In a few days, there will be a team of traveling merchants who will come to our tribe to conduct transactions. You can go and have a look at that time."

"Traveling merchants?" Yining suddenly became energetic: "What kind of traveling merchants? Selling things? Where do they come from? What do they have? I..."

The chattering lips were held down by two fingers, and Mu Kun laughed: "You have so many questions all at once, how can I answer them all!"

After Mu Kun's explanation, Yining knew that traveling merchants refer to merchants who wander among the tribes. They transported things from mountain tribes to seaside tribes, and brought things from island tribes to land tribes. The difference is to survive.

Although it is not as rich as the large tribes, it is much better than the poor tribes who cannot even guarantee food and clothing.

Moreover, the traveling merchants are not afraid of danger, and their understanding of this continent is unmatched by the tribesmen. The most important thing is that all traveling merchants have a heart to walk.

The goods they carry are always all kinds of strange things. The silk clothes that Mu Kun wore were exchanged with traveling merchants.

Traveling merchants are very popular, but they don't come often. The last time traveling merchants came to the clan was five or six years ago.

Everyone was excited and looking forward to what the traveler was about to come.

Except for one person, Nan Jin.

After hearing the news that the merchants were coming, Nan Jin frowned subconsciously. Could it be them?But he has already found out clearly that those people are using the name of merchants. You must know that merchants are very different from merchants.

Walking merchants must belong to a certain tribe, because they need to be sent to other tribes to exchange what they want, and they will return sooner or later; wandering merchants wander between tribes, forming a family of their own, without belonging.

Looking at his own scarred face and turban, Nan Jin loosened his brows, he can't escape for a lifetime.

Whenever Yining wanted to eat Malatang, he would go to Nan Jin's shop. Anyway, no one had as much money as him. Rich people are self-willed!

But the communication between the two is limited to the relationship between a more familiar customer and the boss. They chat from time to time, but there is no in-depth communication.

It's just that inadvertently, when the eyes of the two meet by chance, they will smile knowingly.

Time is like quicksand between fingers, always slipping away quietly.

After a ten-month growing season, after almost all the crops have been harvested, it is finally time to harvest the lush, bamboo-like sugar cane with long, narrow leaves.

Although everyone is familiar with all kinds of strange plant seeds brought out by the priest, but this kind of bare stick-like thing neither blooms nor bears fruit, and the growth period is extremely long. They have harvested three stubbles, but they just keep growing taller and stronger, without any mention of maturity, which really makes many people secretly murmur.

From spring to summer solstice, and when the leaves started to turn yellow, although we don't know what it is, but everyone still cares about it carefully, finally got the approval of the priest: it can be harvested.

Si Nong ordered Mu Tuo to relax, and his face immediately turned into a smile.

Since the priest came to the clan, he was the first to be assigned to follow the priest because he was familiar with farming.

At first, he saw that Yining was young, with a bit of a temper, and had just come down from the mountain. Even if he had the talent valued by the patriarch, he probably was at most slightly better than the previous priest, and his ability was stronger. It's over.

You know, the clan has always been mainly hunting, and farming is basically dispensable. The three melons and dates harvested, to be honest, if you count on these things to survive the winter, most of the people in the clan will starve to death. .

But unexpectedly, in just one year, the field production has become the main source of food for the clan, which has changed the diet structure and living habits of the clan, and the area of ​​cultivated fields has expanded several times.

Stretching from the land of the Mu clan to the foot of the mountain, there are square green squares, neatly growing all kinds of plants from whole grains to vegetables and fruits, either green and verdant, attractive, or orange-yellow Bright red fruits of various colors, the current Mu people have changed their habit of only chasing meat, and their love for plants has skyrocketed.

Mu Tuo was taught by Yining, so after the merger of the three clans, Yining appointed the Secretary of Agriculture to be in charge of farming.

Now regarding the farming affairs, Yining is only grasping the general direction, the specific operational matters have long been left to Mu Tuo to do.

And it is obvious that Mu Tuo's status in the clan has risen substantially as a result.