Chapter 119: Cooking for the first time

"I see you have a passion-no end of love." Curtis glanced at the cotton sliver on the haystack with a few traces of blood on it.
"If you don't see it, I want to change it to a clean cotton."
Bai Qingqing exhaled while covering his chest. "It turns out so."
It was really a move that the orc could do, not just the sexual attack she thought.
Parker lay on the haystack and turned into a humanoid, with his fart-stretched and thick tail lingering between his legs. "The air is getting wetter and weird."
Curtis handed the clean cotton to Bai Qingqing. Bai Qingqing was worried about having a opposite sex, and his underwear was not off.
Parker felt uncomfortable, and Bai Qingqing was even more uncomfortable. But she was even more worried in her heart. The time for this official holiday was too long. It was eight or nine days. When will it end?
She felt the reason she was frozen in those days and regretted it. It shouldn't be a mess.
Today's morning fog is thicker than yesterday, the low air is densely covered with flying insects, the most conspicuous is dragonflies, followed by flies, you can hit your face in a few steps. The birds also dwarfed and ate happily through the air.
The rattan on the short-winged bird's feet is long enough, and it also catches insects with its wings flapped. It seemed that he was used to the orc's coercion, and he was not too scared to see Curtis and Parker.
Bai Qingqing washed a few times by the river, and saw Curtis want to go into the water to collect the fish basket, and stopped him. "I want to eat steamed eggs and a piece of pork now. I don't need to collect fish.
"Okay." Curtis responded, squatting down-Tao Mi.
Parker's voice came from the room: "The meat doesn't smell bad, eh? Salty!"
"I'll say it won't be bad." Bai Qingqing walked back barefoot, feeling that it was a bit cold to play barefoot now. I wonder if females wear shoes in winter? No matter, she would have to wear it without her. Non-mainstream is non-mainstream.
Parker had already set fire in the front room, burning the firewood that was cut yesterday, because the water was heavy, the smoke was a little big, and the top of the firewood grumbled with white foam.
Curtis roasted the bamboo stand in the old position, and Bai Qingqing asked Parker to slice the pork into thin slices with a stone blade and burn it into a stone pot.
"Do you want to make pork hot pot?" Parker asked smoothly.
Bai Qingqing shook his head and said, "Just fry a few times without adding water."
It ’s been a long time since I ate fried food. Bai Qingqing was really greedy. Unfortunately, there are no side dishes such as green pepper and fungus.
This is a fresh dish, Bai Qingqing can only do it by himself. After the pot was hot, Parker immediately took the bamboo tube oil.
"This is really convenient," Parker said with emotion.
"Yeah." Bai Qingqing took it with a smile, dripped a few drops, moistened the pot, and poured the pork belly into the stone pot.
"Bao" sounded in the pot, and it quickly smelt the smell of meat.
Because it is pork belly and there are two layers of fat, there is more and more oil in the pot.
Parker looked at the pan in amazement and puzzled: "I just thought there was very little oil, how can there be so much oil for a while?"
Bai Qingqing said: "You still say I am stupid, this fat."
"I know, I just didn't expect so much oil."
Bai Qingqing stir-fried a few times, sprinkled with ginger, garlic, pepper, and other seasonings, the flavor immediately became richer. Even though Parker had never eaten it, he was hooked by the fragrance.
Two catties of meat, without side dishes, fried only a plate, greatly shrinking. The color is yellowish, the fragrance is pungent, and it is very appetizing.
Bai Qingqing saw that Parker's eyes were about to shine, and smiled and caught a piece of meat with chopsticks. "You try it."