The live broadcast room erupted when Cheng Xiaofan said this!
"This climbing tree turtle is poisonous all over, how can we eat it?"
"Anchor, stop being reckless, just throw that thing away!"
"I say anchor, you must pay attention to safety, don't get poisoned to death for a bite to eat, don't blame us for instigating you to do food live broadcasts!"
"Oh no, I regret it, he clearly wanted to end the broadcast, why did I pester him to broadcast food? Isn't this pushing him into the fire pit!"
"I just heard that a popular food anchor poisoned himself while cooking!"
In fact, everyone could see that Cheng Xiaofan was very confident about how to eat this climbing tree turtle, and these bullet comments were somewhat teasing.
If they didn't tease like this, how could the live broadcast room be lively?
Cheng Xiaofan carried the climbing tree turtle out of the woods and killed it.
He didn't bother with the climbing tree turtle first, but with the help of Yaoqibao and Potianying, he gathered a large pile of dry firewood.
After lighting the dry firewood, he let it burn.
Then, Cheng Xiaofan picked up the climbing tree turtle, went to the lakeside, and used his wood-cutting knife to open it along the middle of the shell and the plastron, clearing out all the internal organs and throwing them into the lake.
Splash!
Suddenly, various sized pomfrets surged up from all directions, and they scrambled for the internal organs of the climbing tree turtle in the water.
Even some loaches surfaced from the bottom of the water to join the fight.
At this moment, Cheng Xiaofan had already cleaned the climbing tree turtle.
He then put the plastron and shell back together, cut some climbing grass, and wrapped the entire climbing tree turtle with it, making it look like a large grass ball.
Returning to the campfire, Cheng Xiaofan extinguished the fire, dug a pit in the middle, stuffed the grass-ball-like climbing tree turtle into it, and then covered it up.
"When eating this kind of climbing tree turtle, you can't cook it directly in a pot, you have to stew it in a campfire!"
Cheng Xiaofan explained to the fans in the live broadcast room, "The turtle meat stewed by the heat of the charcoal fire is not only very fresh and fragrant, but also the toxins can slowly volatilize completely during the stewing process."
"However, you must pay attention to the temperature of the charcoal fire, it cannot be too low."
As he spoke, he added more firewood and lit it around the campfire, letting it burn to inject high temperature into the charcoal fire.
"This method was also discovered by the older generation of mountain runners through repeated practice. To eat this climbing tree turtle, I don't know how many mountain runners have lost their lives!"
Cheng Xiaofan couldn't help but sigh, "In fact, behind some traditional folk delicacies, who knows how many generations of blood and tears are hidden!"
"Anchor, don't say that, I'm going to cry if you keep talking!" a bullet comment quickly flew up.
Seeing the bullet comment, Cheng Xiaofan immediately smiled, "Sorry, enjoying food should be a happy thing, I led the conversation astray, please forgive me."
"Alright, while this is happening, I'll prepare some seasonings!"
Cheng Xiaofan returned to the boat, took some garlic and ginger, crushed them on the cutting board, put them in a bowl, poured in balsamic vinegar, and added chopped scallions.
Then he lit a fire in an alcohol stove, placed a small iron pot on it, and put rapeseed oil in the pot.
When the oil started to smoke, he poured the ingredients from the bowl into the pot. With a sizzle, he began to stir-fry continuously with a spatula. When the fragrance was overwhelming, he turned off the fire.
While preparing the ingredients, Cheng Xiaofan explained to the audience.
"Eating climbing tree turtle meat is inseparable from the seasoning. With these seasonings, the taste is amazing!"
Cheng Xiaofan took a few basins, went ashore from the boat, sniffed, and laughed, "Haha, the climbing tree turtle should be ready to eat. The aroma that evaporates from the charcoal fire is too fragrant!"
"Woof woof!"
Yaoqibao circled the campfire twice, drooling all over the ground.
So fragrant!
Uncle Dog is so hungry, why isn't it time to eat yet!
The audience in the live broadcast room were all amused by Yaoqibao's greedy appearance.
"Anchor, hurry up and eat, Yaoqibao's drool is enough to break a dam!"
"What a cute Yaoqibao, looking at him makes me drool too!"
"Yaoqibao contributed greatly to catching the climbing tree turtle this time, he should be given more to eat!"
"I want to download Yaoqibao's expression and make it my little pet!"
...
At this moment, Cheng Xiaofan reached out and dug into the ashes.
A strong aroma wafted towards him.
"So fragrant!"
Cheng Xiaofan rubbed his hands and exclaimed.
He took out the climbing tree turtle from the ash pile and lifted the plastron.
The aroma of the turtle meat exploded outwards.
"Chirp!" Potianying swooped down from the tree.
However, it was much more elegant than Yaoqibao, it just stood aside, staring intently at the turtle meat, silently drooling.
Yaoqibao, on the other hand, extended its claws as if it wanted to snatch it.
But under its master's deadly gaze, it did not dare to act.
Watching the hawk and the dog, the audience seemed to smell the special fragrance of the climbing tree turtle through the screen.
"I really regret watching this video, I'm almost drooling dry!" someone lamented helplessly.
Cheng Xiaofan took a spoon, scooped out a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed a few times, and murmured, "My mouth is full of rich fragrance, as if carrying some of nature's wildness, exploding and filling the entire mouth!"
"Good music has a lingering charm that lasts for three days; similarly, good food also has a lingering aroma that lasts for three days."
"Anchor, don't tease me anymore!"
"I'm almost drooling to death from your teasing, no wonder Yaoqibao wants to snatch meat with you!"
"God, can you send me a piece through the screen to try?"
"Alas, watching food live broadcasts is a kind of torture!"
"I ask myself if I'm really pathetic, why do I still like watching this torturous food live broadcast so much, and I can't bear to give it up?"
Cheng Xiaofan scooped out two basins of meat from the turtle shell and placed them in front of Yaoqibao and Potianying.
Next, he tapped the basin-like turtle shell towards the camera and said with a smile, "Don't underestimate this turtle shell, everyone. In our place, we usually polish the turtle shell flat and use it to cook porridge. The taste is not only exceptionally fresh and fragrant, but also very nourishing."
"The method of cooking porridge is to wash the rice, put it in the turtle shell, add water, cover it, and then stew it overnight in the ashes of the pot where the rice was just cooked."
"Take it out the next morning, remove the lid, and the fragrant porridge is ready!"
"Everyone, today's noon live broadcast ends here!"
Before the fans could react, he turned off the live broadcast.
In the afternoon, to ensure that the thirty-six horses could eat more tender and nutritious fresh grass, Cheng Xiaofan used the Shennong Qin to bring a large area of spiritual rain around Bai Mang Lake.
This consumed a lot of his spiritual energy, and he had to take a few energy pills and then go to the space to sleep.
When he woke up, Cheng Xiaofan was surprised to find a brocade box by his side. He picked it up and opened it to find that it contained twelve golden needles.
As he carefully examined the twelve golden needles, some information appeared in his mind.
It turned out that these were twelve Shennong golden needles!
This was the latest gift from the space to Cheng Xiaofan, specially used for treating illnesses. The method of use also appeared in his mind one by one.
I can treat people anytime from now on!
Cheng Xiaofan collected the box of Shennong golden needles on his person as if he had found a treasure.
When he came out of the space, the sun was setting, and the sunset reflected a patch of red on the lake.
The thirty-six horses bathed in the sunset, wagging their tails and happily nibbling on the tender and spiritual green grass by the lake.
Cheng Xiaofan stood with his hands behind his back on the bow of the boat, looking at the horses with a smile, thinking that he could open a racecourse here in the future.
Just as he was sketching out his future blueprint in his mind, his phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Han Jie from C City calling him.