Chapter 1787: Joeljos's legs

Butter is a kind of animal oil, but it is different from the lard oil that is usually refined in the Han diet. It is refined from milk by mixing and shaking. Nomads in North Africa and the Middle East put milk into sheepskin bags 4,500 years ago to obtain butter by shaking them. It is the best food among the nomads due to its advantages such as storage resistance.
However, in the eyes of the nobles in ancient Greece and Rome, butter was ‘food eaten by barbarians’.
In their eyes, the best oil is olive oil.
The fruits and kernels of olives are rich in oil. After freshly picked, they can be pressed into a paste and the oil can be produced with a gentle pressure. Therefore, as early as 6000 BC, olive oil appeared. The Egyptians believed that their women taught the world how to extract olive oil, and the ancient Greek poets even called olive oil ‘liquid gold’. At that time, the important sign that distinguished civilized society from barbaric nation was whether to eat olive oil. The highlight of the entire Mediterranean diet is olive oil-no matter what you do on the Mediterranean coast, all olive oil is consumed. More than 90% of olive oil in the world comes from the Mediterranean coast.
Until the European Renaissance, butter had just begun to enter the mainstream society in Europe, relying on ‘nobody’s to eat’, so ‘things are rare and expensive’. It has become a luxury that the upper class can afford.
The tower to the right of Rouen Cathedral was built on the butter excise tax imposed during Lent, so it is now called the "butter tower". At that time, butter became a symbol of value and wealth.
More than a hundred years ago, there was a serious shortage of agricultural and sideline products in Europe, when margarine appeared. It was at that time that butter became the most commonly used fat in Europe.
But that definitely does not include the Mediterranean, where olive oil is the main product. After all, this stuff is produced. Lucas’s margarine is already pretty good, OK? As a result, Xiao Peng disliked it again.
"Boy, tomorrow you are going to teach me sheep like you." Lucas said.
Xiao Peng nodded and said, "It's easy. I will teach you tomorrow."
Katina shook her head: "I feel like I have raised sheep for so many years now."
Xiao Peng smiled and said: "The key is the way of cooking. In our country, there are at least hundreds of ways to eat lamb. Unlike you, it's grilled."
Lucas refused: "We have a lot of lamb dishes, okay?"
Xiao Peng shrugged: "The Jiucheng is roasted, do you think I am right?"
Lucas snorted coldly: "Then how do you eat?"
Xiao Peng shook his fingers: "There are too many. For example, the famous Northwestern dish yellow braised mutton, first boil the mutton, then put it in the oil pan, add the seasoning cabbage as the base; after the stew, pour the marinade on it. A fragrant! Xinjiang's lamb skewers must be roasted with local red willow branches. The juice from the red willow branches enters the mutton, and the taste has a special flavor. I don’t know how many of your roast lamb will be dumped; there are also white radish and mutton. Lamb stew with white radish made from the main ingredients; lamb with cumin and green onions made from lamb hind legs; spicy lamb's trotter made with lamb's feet; grilled lamb chops in halal dishes, although they are called grilled lamb chops, and Your method is completely different. You must have eggs and wheat flour in it. The lamb chops are tender on the outside and the meat is rotten and delicious; there are lamb hot pots that conquer everyone; and..."
"it is good
Yes, stop talking! "Lucas interrupted Xiao Peng's words: "It makes me feel like I grew up eating garbage these years. "
Xiao Peng laughed and said: "Anyone almost feels this after they come into contact with Chinese food. Of course, Chinese food is not suitable for everyone's taste, but people who like to eat lamb like you in China will definitely find a taste that suits you. The key is The mutton we eat is really better than the mutton here!"
Lucas snorted coldly: "I'll try it and see if it's as exaggerated as you said!"
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Okay, if you go, I'll entertain you as a tour guide."
"No need, we will go and play by ourselves. We still can't afford a big man like you." Lucas said angrily.
Xiao Peng shrugged: "You are happy!" He didn't speak well to the old man. He turned to ask Katina and said, "Katinna, I don't understand. Julia wants you to live in Athens. Why not go there?"
Katina smiled and said, "What did Julia do in the past? Julia can make us live a comfortable life, but we can only live like when we go there. We have lived here since we were young. If we stop like this, We don’t know the meaning of life. When we are alive, what should we do?"
Xiao Peng shrugged and said: "I don't know how many people want to live such a life. In fact, I have always been curious, why is Joel Joss at home? Isn't he going to school?"
Katina shook her head and said, "Joel Joss is in the middle school in the town."
Xiao Peng shrugged: "I think it is necessary to go to a big city to receive an education, at least it can broaden your horizons. But it is a pity not to play basketball at such a height, Joeljos, do you like basketball? "
Giorgios was still eating blood sausage there, and didn't even notice that the topic had reached himself. After listening to Xiao Peng's words, he replied: "Uh, I liked it, but I like Kung Fu better now! Do you want to teach me kung fu?"
Xiao Peng curiously asked, "What do you want to learn Kung Fu for?"
"Of course it was to beat someone!" Joel Jos answered directly without even thinking about it.
Xiao Peng: "...When I didn't ask anything. Why didn't you like basketball?"
Katina explained the problem: "In fact, it is like this. Julia originally sent Joeljos to the Olympiacos basketball team for training, but in the end she returned. This incident has dealt a blow to Joeljos. big."
The Olympiacos club not only has football, but also basketball, and the results are very good, it can be called a strong European team. When Joeljos was returned there, such a young child must have hatred in his heart, so it is not surprising that he wants to hit someone.
Xiao Peng said to Joel Joss: "It doesn't matter if they don't look down on you. If you like basketball, I will send you to the Stars and Stripes to train with Warvin, and let him train you. Do you know him? You practice with him. After you become a superstar, show it to the people of Olympiacos. Whoever looked down on you back then made them feel hurt!"
"Superstar Warvin? Of course I know! Can you let me practice with him?" Joeljos's eyes widened.
Xiao Peng nodded: "Don't worry, if he dares not teach you well, I will dare to hang him on the torch of the Statue of Liberty for a week!"
"cough
cough! Come out with me! "Lucas stood up suddenly and interrupted the conversation between Xiao Peng and Joel Joss.
Xiao Peng was confused, and followed Xiao Peng out of the room. There were two rocking chairs and a refrigerator at the door. Lucas sat on the rocking chair and took out two bottles of beer from it. After opening it, he handed Xiao Peng a bottle: "Sit down. !"
"What's the matter?" Xiao Peng took a sip of the beer.
Lucas smiled bitterly: "You shouldn't talk to Joeljos about going to the Stars and Stripes. You shouldn't give him hope."
Xiao Peng blinked: "Why? Wouldn't it be good to let him go there?"
Lucas said: "You don't understand this. Joel Joss suffered a leg injury when he was a child, and his right foot is now unable to exert force at all, so he was retreated by Olympiacos. This incident hit him a lot. . Are you making him suffer another blow?"
Xiao Peng was taken aback: "Joel Joss has an injury on his foot? I saw him walking a bit awkward today. I thought it was his recent injury."
"No, no, it's been more than ten years. He was injured when he was very young. We originally told him that normal children are like this, but as he grows older, there is no way to lie to him. This incident has dealt a great blow to him. We also want him to go to school in a big city like Athens, but he came back sadly as a result of his visit. Those nicknamed him and left him a psychological shadow." Lucas said.
Xiao Peng was taken aback: "His foot injury is difficult to treat? Will it be all right after it is cured?"
Lucas sighed: "I must be blamed for this. I didn't take it to heart when he fell. I don't think there is anything wrong with the child falling twice. He missed the best treatment time. The result is the situation today. "
Xiao Peng took a beer and clinked with him, "It seems that you are not a good father."
Lucas: "...Well, you are right, this is a regret in my life."
"What are you sorry? If you are sick, you must be treated. If you are cured, you will be fine?" Xiao Peng smiled.
"How can it be that easy?" Lucas shook his head: "I have taken him to many places to see, and they all said they have been finalized. It is difficult to recover now."
"What's the difficulty?" Xiao Peng shook his head: "I can't make him a superman, but it's not difficult to make his legs and feet as convenient as ordinary people."
"What are you talking about!" Lucas jumped up from the chair and grabbed Xiao Peng by the collar: "You can cure him?"
Xiao Peng shrugged and said: "This is not too difficult, right? Our Chinese medicine practitioners are best at treating diseases such as bone injuries. As you know, we Chinese people like martial arts, and martial arts are often injured. Therefore, all diseases become good doctors, and our level of Chinese traditional Chinese medicine for bone injuries and other things is the best in the world. Don't grab my collar, if you don't know, think I'm going to beat you again."
"...Okay, sorry, I'm so excited, can you really guarantee that he can return to his original state? You haven't seen his symptoms!" Lucas calmed down after hearing this.
Xiao Peng smiled and said, "Does this still need to be seen? I said that if his leg can be cured, it can be cured!"
"That's fine! I'll book a flight to China tomorrow!" Lucas said: "Heal his legs anyway!"
"Why are you going to Huaxia? I will cure him of such a small problem."
PS: Do your best, three shifts