Chapter 417: Stewed turtle

But if you are underestimating the enemy, you are very wrong.
The nest's deathly silence made Lan Zexin sink to the bottom of the valley and walked to the innermost part of the cave without hesitation. Sure enough, there was no female.
The female was stolen, I am afraid it was already ten years ago. The elders leave every year, not to gather information, but to find females.
Lan Ze was in the same joint, as he left quietly when he came, and came to the sea again.
The white sandy beach is long empty.
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The shrubbery has basically recovered green, and it is difficult to find traces of burning. The smoky cooking smoke wafted from the mountain, adding vitality to the new bush mountain.
Bai Qingqing squatted by the boiler, watching the turtles drooling, and dipped in the soup with chopsticks from time to time.
"Are you all right?" After tasting the rich soup, Bai Qingqing was even more greedy, rubbing his fingers, and was about to move.
Parker gave Bai Qingqing a helpless look, scooped her a small bowl of turtle, "Eat first."
He whispered in his heart: I didn't expect this turtle to be quite fragrant.
He had also caught turtles before, and felt that there was too little meat and the bones were not easy to chew, so he had no appetite for it.
But it is still not as good as steamed fish. Parker loved his heart the most.
Bai Qingqing licked his mouth, picked up the bowl and could not wait to eat.
The soft-shelled turtle was just cooked, and the skin was so tough that it was difficult to nibble. Bai Qingqing could not grasp the chopsticks, so he could just nibble it with his hand.
Although it hasn't been stewed yet, it still tastes great.
The salt they now eat was replaced by the Peacock tribe with food from Parker. He also found ginger, garlic and chili in this piece. The stew soup was mixed with these ingredients, and the taste was very delicious.
"Eat slowly, the pot will be softer for a while," Parker said.
In fact, the soft-shelled turtle is very well cooked. It is actually that the mouth of Bai Qingqing is too bad. Parker has to stew meat for a long time every time. This is already his cooking habit.
Bai Qingqing nodded as he hummed.
The young leopards looked at them curiously when they saw their mother eating something.
"Do you want to eat too? No, you haven't got teeth, you can't eat meat." Bai Qingqing rejected them ruthlessly.
"Meow ~" The boss raised his front paw and scratched Bai Qingqing's calf.
The young leopard retracted its paws, and the soft and fluffy foot pads scratched on the body, which could scratch the heart.
Bai Qingqing held his heart in his hands and stared at them helplessly, "Now, give you a taste."
"Qing Qing!" Parker called out in disapproval.
Bai Qingqing stretched out the empty chopsticks and looked up to Parker: "Relax, I have a decent size, so I lick the chopsticks."
Parker felt relieved and lifted the lid to stir, and covered it again.
The boss embraced the chopsticks and sucked it into his mouth, almost pulling the chopsticks away from Bai Qingqing.
Tasting the salty and fresh taste that was completely different from breast milk, the little leopard rounded his eyes and stared blankly at Bai Qingqing.
Bai Qingqing chuckled, "It's not your food, dumbfounded."
The second child also ran to bite the chopsticks. The head of the chopsticks was already occupied by the boss. It had to bite the chopsticks and could not close the mouth, exposing the bare pink gums.
Bai Qingqing pulled the chopsticks out, dipped the soup in the bowl, diverted the two chopsticks in two directions, and sent them to the mouth of the baby leopard.
The eldest brother and the second leopard bite one, and the eldest one sucked up with interest. After the second son was surprised, he also showed a relish look.