Chapter 496 Chicken Soup Goes Better with Rainy Days
Litsea cubeba, a ruthless character that ignores flavor standards and a great companion for stewing soup.
There always seems to be this kind of lemon-scented spice in the Xishuangbanna rainforest.
From lemongrass to litsea cubeba, no one is left out.
This faint fragrance constitutes Bifang’s most important impression of the Banna rainforest.
【Litsea cubeba chicken, the taste is unique】
[I just saw it in the market a few days ago, there weren’t many, but Lao Fang found it right away]
[The dipping sauce made from Litsea cubeba, stir-fried with chili pepper, ginger and beef and mutton, is absolutely divine meat! 】
Many friends in Yunnan and Guizhou are very familiar with Litsea cubeba.
The most wonderful mountain products every summer have the function of removing mutton and fishy smell, enhancing flavor and freshness, and are the taste of memory.
Bifang replaced the green onions with it, opened the pottery jar, added the Litsea cubeba and fresh, dewy bamboo shoots, and continued to stew them. She then went aside to make the remaining earthen cakes.
The sky gradually darkened and the drizzle continued.
The remaining iron bacteria were mixed with wood ash and charcoal to make hundreds of soil cakes that were piled together, almost forming a wall.
But at this moment, the audience was no longer interested in this. Their eyes were all fixed on the clay pot emitting white steam not far away, and they were swallowing their saliva frantically.
[I'm so hungry, the takeaway hasn't arrived yet, I'm dying]
[It’s almost six o’clock. I can’t take it anymore.]
[Fortunately, I have already had dinner]
[This is fucking, drinking chicken soup while surviving in the wilderness, can you believe it? ]
[The water monitor is also going to die, so greedy]
The monitor lizard poked its head out from the top of the wall. It was also attracted by the delicious smell and was determined to climb up the wall in the rain. However, due to the threat of the wooden spear beside it, it could only look and not go in.
The last piece of earth cake was kneaded and placed on the cake wall. Bifang reached into the basin of clean water beside him to clean it. After shaking it dry, he picked up two short wooden sticks, placed them parallel to the ears of the pottery jar, and lifted it up and laid it flat.
Lift off the lid of the pot.
The moment the can was opened, white steam rolled up and instantly enveloped Bifang's entire head, and the long-lost fresh fragrance wafted from all directions.
Bifang took a deep breath and felt refreshed: "What a nice smell!"
The water monitor's eyes turned red and it scratched the wall with its claws.
The steam slowly dissipated, and the soup in the pottery was still boiling. In the clear boiling water, thick golden oil was floating on it, and pieces of tender chicken were floating in it.
Bifang picked up the bamboo chopsticks that had been polished off the burrs, picked up a piece of soft chicken and chewed it, breathing out white steam from time to time.
Everyone waited nervously for the answer.
Gurgle.
Bifang swallowed it in one gulp and laughed.
"Comfortable!"
…
It’s the fourteenth day of survival in the Xishuangbanna rainforest . There are only seven days, or one week, left until the end of the mission.
Bifang didn't expect that the rain would last so long. It only stopped last night. When the sun rose this morning, the rainforest was covered with thick fog.
There was still plenty of rainwater on the ground, and it was all mud when you stepped on it.
When they arrived at the blast furnace, the bottom was full of mud and water. Bifang dug a ditch to drain out all the mud and water, ignited the blast furnace, and evaporated the remaining water.
Open live broadcast, all over the world.
In the Ugly Country, Peter jumped out of bed and turned on the phone quickly.
On a fishing boat in the Atlantic Ocean, a fisherman folded up the sail, brought out a lounge chair, enjoyed the evening breeze with his companions, and turned on the live broadcast.
On the coast of England, a bearded man holds his daughter and turns on his computer.
On a Japanese island, in a private house, the entire team was shrouded in a haze, but they still gathered together to enjoy the rare time.
A colleague standing by looked at Jarrett and then glanced at Director Richard, whose face was filled with gloom.
Before this, no one had thought that a documentary would encounter such huge difficulties. Every villager here seemed to have extremely strong and deep malice towards them.
Two days ago, there was even a bloody incident.
There is a companion...
Fear, loneliness, fear, and negative emotions come in waves.
He hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "Jarett, I heard that you have a good relationship with GOD FANG, how about... He has a great influence internationally now, and he is so powerful, maybe he can help us."
Jarrett understood what his colleague meant, but he still hesitated. However, thinking of what he had seen and heard in the past few days, even his good friend Richard, the final director of this trip, turned his attention to him.
Perhaps not everyone knows the name of Bifang, but in the circle of animal documentaries.
It has long been known to everyone.
After hesitating for a while, Jarrett nodded and said, "Let's wait a few more days. When his live broadcast is over, we will invite him. As for whether he will come or not, I can't guarantee it."
My colleague's neck turned red with excitement: "He will definitely come back, he will definitely come back, these days..."
Richard, with gray hair, lowered his head: "Stop talking, we can't guarantee that there is anyone here..."
Everyone lowered their heads in silence.
Across China, hundreds of thousands of early-rising viewers started the live broadcast early.
Bifang took a look at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and it had exceeded three million!
He greeted happily, "Wow, there are so many people at eight in the morning?"
[Everyone knows that Lao Fang is going to officially smelt iron~]
【Waiting for Iron Ingots】
【Go, go, go! 】
[Once I accept my own incompetence, I will be invincible. Have you made the iron? Have you made the iron? Have you made the iron? Have you made the iron? Have you made the iron?]
[Transform! Have you forged iron? Have you forged iron? Release yourself. Hum ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, get →something→ stronger↑↑ I↓ want↑ toforge↑ iron↓～～～Help→help→help→help me～～～～～]
[What kind of joke is this... I'm too old to understand this...]
It has been raining these past few days, but everyone is very familiar with Bifang's process progress and has long known that he will start the furnace to smelt iron today.
When the rain stopped last night, someone suggested that Bifang stay up all night to refine it, but unfortunately it was rejected.
Everyone got up early today, and no one wanted to miss this exciting moment.
The anticipation that has been accumulated for so long will be released today.
Bifang said embarrassedly: "Then you may have to wait a little longer. The iron smelting will probably be finished in the afternoon. It has rained for two days, and the charcoal I made is a little damp. I have to smelt two more pits of charcoal in the morning."
【Ah this】
[Okay, okay]
[Hurry up, hurry up, I can’t wait any longer! ! ! ]
"Quick, quick."
Bifang came to the cellar and quickly poured in dry firewood.
After refining two pits of charcoal, the dead branches around the shelter had long been picked up by Bifang. In order to find high-quality wood, he had to climb trees and cut down some branches.
After lighting the seal skillfully, Bifang sat aside and spread out his earth cakes in rows.
There are more than a hundred in total...
Bifang himself didn't expect that the iron bacteria he brought back could make so many earth cakes. About twenty pieces of iron content can make a dagger... There are as many as five here.
After several days of rainy weather, the water monitors climbed out of the slope early today, turned over their bellies to bask in the sun and raise their body temperature.
After one morning, three pits of charcoal were successfully prepared.
More and more viewers were eagerly awaiting the final result, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room quickly reached four million.
[Ashtray presented to the anchor's yacht * 1.00 - This shelter was built by Fang Shen and I, and human civilization will emerge here , I feel very honored for this. ]
【Catch Little Leo Alive】
[Someone, get the water gun and pour water on Lao Fang's fire! ]
At noon, after eating, Bifang took the earth cakes to the blast furnace, opened the lid, and found that the bottom of the furnace bridge was already filled with ashes. He put five iron cakes in it and covered them with dead branches.
Then light the branches and cover with boards.
"Let's not put in the charcoal yet. We just need to heat up the stove now."
[Smoke on the top of the mountain, fine of NT$3,000]
[A wisp of smoke on the mountain, detention for fifteen days]
[Only Lao Fang dares to do this]
Bifang stuck the branch into the ground, looked at the shadow of the tree, and waited for a moment. Then he saw the stove cover removed, revealing a deep red color inside, with flames shooting out like a poisonous snake licking outside.
A large amount of black charcoal poured into the furnace, pressing the fire snake back.
Then cover the stove.
After a while, the furnace cover was removed, and the dazzling orange flame amazed everyone. Everyone could feel the high temperature through the screen.
It was truly a high-temperature furnace, but unfortunately Bifang moved too quickly and the flame was so dazzling that no one could see what was going on inside.
Bifang moved the stone at the bottom and the camera moved downward. Everyone could clearly see a patch of orange and a piece of bright red charcoal falling into the ashes.
The red charcoal, which contained incredible amounts of heat, was squeezed out through the cracks in the furnace bridge. Even at a distance of less than a few dozen centimeters, one could see the heat waves distorting the air.
The chimney, more than two meters high, spews out white smoke, like an old pipe. Heat surges up, a large amount of cold air sinks, and a large amount of oxygen is drawn into the furnace, further raising the furnace temperature.
When charcoal was added for the third time, the color inside the furnace turned almost completely white, so bright that it was impossible to open one's eyes.
"This is the last time we add charcoal. Now let's wait until the fire is almost out." Bifang knocked on the dustpan, shook out the charcoal residue inside, and covered the stove.
Time passed by minute by minute, and no audience left.
Everyone wants to see the last moment to see if a miracle happens.
[Oh my god, I'm a little nervous]
[Is there really iron? ]
[Panic to death]
[Lao Fang is really awesome, he can even make iron]
[Bacteria smelt iron, it's like a dream. I still feel like I'm dreaming.]
On the chimney, the billowing white smoke turned into curling white smoke, and finally it exhaled the last puff of smoke and stopped completely.
Everyone's heart was in their throat at this moment.
Bifang used a branch to move the hot stone slab, and a wave of heat burst out, even lifting the ends of his hair.
What no one knows is that Bifang is also nervous...
Everything he did could theoretically be successful. The only problem was that Bifang had never actually done it. The audience might think that he was well-versed in it and had it all planned out, but it was indeed his first time.
I was also worried before I saw the results.
The stick stirred up the ashes, and soon a heavy object blocked the way.
Bifang saw it clearly. He pushed aside the ashes around him, revealing little by little...
A black lump emitting white smoke.
