"Yes, cook!"

After Bai Qingqing finished, he took two stones beside him and built a simple stove on the fire.

Parker frowned and saw Bai Qingqing didn't give up. "Qingqing, medicine can be used as food, but food can't be used as medicine."

In the orc's impression, everything cooked is medicine soup, and the taste is not very good.

"You wait to eat." Bai Qingqing is confident. As a Chinese, can he not be confident about hotpot?

Bai Qingqing squatted down on one knee and a half, hung the scales with a stone knife, took out the gills and put them into the stone basin. Fifteen half palm long dry peppers were taken, including garlic, ginger, prickly ash and cinnamon, and even a piece of oily Wood with a thick mouth was chosen, and then they were washed by Parker.

The washed materials are put on the clean leaves. Fortunately, most of the tribe's trees are big leaves like banana trees, and the fish one meter long can also be put down.

When everything was ready, the stone basin was on fire.

Bai Qingqing hands Parker the oil wood that has been cleaned: "Parker, can you break it?"

"What's the problem." Parker picked it up and was ready to break it. Bai Qingqing hurriedly pushed his hand over the stone basin: "fold here."

The oil wood is full of toughness. Parker breaks the oil wood to 90 degrees without breaking it. With all his strength, he "pops". As the oil wood breaks, a string of oil water drops into the stone pot, and the burning stone surface splashes.

"Sure enough, you can squeeze out the oil," said Bai Qingqing

Parker took a new look at the stone pot, and suddenly became interested. He folded the oil wood three times, and then threw it into the fire.

"Do you want more? I'll wash some more oilwood

"There should be enough oil." Bai Qingqing saw that the oil was warm. He put in the crushed garlic and ginger, stir fry them with clean branches for several times, and then sprinkle all the spices in. The complex mixed fragrance immediately drifted away.

As soon as the smell drifted into Parker's nose, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but lean up and sniff. As a result, he was so stimulated that he sneezed a few times, which made him converge a little, but he still crouched nearby and refused to move.

The oil in the stone pot has been dyed orange by the pepper, and the seasoning has been burnt yellow. Bai Qingqing looks at the pot to be pasted, and puts the fish in it directly, no matter what.

For a moment, the oil "snapped" to fry. The fish were too long. The head and tail of the fish were outside the pot, and they were directly burned by the fire.

The first time Bai Qingqing made this kind of dish, he was also in a hurry. He pushed the fish head and tail into the pot without raising his head. "Go get some water."

Parker picked up the big leaves and ran to the river, but in a few seconds he got a bag of water. Without waiting for Bai Qingqing's instruction, he poured the water into the pot.

With a "Yi -" sound, the big explosion in the stone pot is finally over. Because the temperature of the stone pot is too high, the water becomes warm as soon as it enters the pot, and the surface is covered with red oil flowers.

Parker put the fish head and tail into the stone pot, and the half full water immediately overflowed.

"Good smell..." Parker licked the corner of his mouth and looked at Bai Qingqing admiringly. "You are so powerful. You are my Parker's female."

Bai Qingqing breathed out a mouthful of turbid Qi with relief. She did not know when her white face had turned red. She wiped the sweat channel on her face: "it's too hot. I'll wash my face. Look at the firewood. I'll cook it with salt powder later."

Parker then found that Bai Qingqing was in a mess. He was immediately distressed and said, "go ahead and give me the rest."