Chapter 40: Rice

Zhao Hai was so depressed that it was the first time he had seen someone eat rice like this. Although the rice didn't look like rice, it was similar. The thought of white and fragrant rice being turned into this state made Zhao Hai feel like he was about to collapse.

He also understood why Merlin didn't make rice for him to eat. He was afraid that these people wouldn't even know how to make rice. If the rice was so wonderful, it wouldn't taste good, so only slaves were given this kind of rice on the mainland.

Just then, Zhao Hai saw a large stove that had just caught fire and had not been filled with oil. Unable to resist Deng, he immediately walked over and said to a female slave who was about to pour oil, "Wait a minute, don't pour oil yet

The female slave thought Zhao Hai had made some mistake when she saw her appearance, and immediately knelt down and said, "Please punish me, master

Zhao Hai was stunned by this, but he immediately came to his senses and shook his head, saying, "I'm not going to punish you. You're right, listen to me now. Don't pour oil into the pot for now. Use a basin to wash all the rice. I think the pot looks like it can hold such a pot of rice. Wash the rice well, pour out the water, and then pour the rice into the pot." As he spoke, Zhao Hai took out a copper basin.

The female slave didn't know what Zhao Hai was going to do, but she immediately took the large copper basin in Zhao Hai's hand, filled it with rice, washed it well by the spring, and then took the rice back and poured it into the pot.

Zhao Hai continued, "This copper pot has just been filled with half of the rice. Go and fill it with as much water as the rice, pour the water into the pot." The female slave obediently went and filled a pot of water, poured it into the pot, and Zhao Hai asked him to fill another pot of water. Two pots of water were poured into the pot, and the pot was almost full. Zhao Hai asked the slave to fill another bowl of water and pour it into the pot. Then he found a larger copper pot from the warehouse, poured it onto the pot, and had the female slave burn it under the pot.

Zhao Hai just wanted to make them a meal of rice, which is actually very simple. When Zhao Hai was on Earth before, he lived alone, so he was very good at making rice. The ratio of rice to water was about one to two, one pound of rice, and two pounds of water was about enough. However, for this kind of pot, more water had to be added because the bottom was directly made of firewood water, and the fire was relatively hard. Therefore, Zhao Hai specially added an extra bowl of water, and did not let the female slave use rice. He just used a steady fire to boil it in the pot.

Meg and the others seemed to be looking at Zhao Hai. They had boiled rice before, but at that time, they used rice as a vegetable and a soup ingredient, not rice, so she had never really seen what rice looked like.

This rice won't take too long to make, and soon the aroma of the rice in the pot will come out. You should know that the rice on the road is all pure green food without the use of pesticides and fertilizers, and the taste is naturally excellent.

When these slaves eat, they also have bowls, but their bowls are all wooden. Each person is given a set, and besides the pot, each person only has one wooden spoon, which is enough.

Ten people each have a marching stove, one person has a wooden bowl, one wooden spoon, one wooden cup, these are all the property of those slaves. Even so, those slaves are very happy because they didn't even have these things before.

While Zhao Hai was staring at the pot of rice, Merlin walked out of the thatched cottage and approached Zhao Hai, saying, "Young master, can you take a look at how to light the kitchen utensils in this kitchen

Zhao Hai was taken aback for a moment and immediately followed Merlin into the thatched cottage. He hadn't really paid much attention to the kitchen utensils before, but now he looked at them. Wow, all the utensils in this kitchen were appliances, such as rice cookers, pancake scales, and electric frying pans. Everything was powered by electricity, and what left Zhao Hai speechless was that the wires of these things were connected there, but you had no idea where they were. All the wires were placed in the walls of the grass layer, with a switch on the pot and other things belonging to someone else.

However, Zhao Hai knew how to use all these things. He glanced at what Merlin was going to make and was speechless for a moment. Wow, Zhao Hai thought Merlin was going to make pancakes and stir fry a dish. Unexpectedly, Merlin was going to make pancakes with the filling on the outside, pizza.

However, it is obvious that his pizza is different from the ones Zhao Hai has seen before, far less beautiful than the pizzas on Earth. He just made the dough into a pancake and put the vegetables and ham on top of it.

Zhao Hai is so impatient. He comes from China, and on Earth, Chinese cuisine is world-renowned. In this world, he has never had a normal meal. Today, he thought he was eating cakes, but in reality, this pizza is not like pizza, and cakes are not like cakes.

However, Zhao Hai still told Merlin about the usage of those kitchen utensils, which all use electricity and are naturally much more convenient. Merlin learned it as soon as he heard it.

As soon as Merlin saw that he could use these kitchen utensils, Zhao Hai didn't stay in the kitchen anymore. He turned around and walked out of the kitchen. At this moment, the aroma of the rice cooked by Zhao Hai became even stronger, making people unable to resist inhaling.

As soon as Meg saw Zhao Hai coming out, she immediately greeted him and whispered to him, "Young master, this taste is really delicious. How did you make it?" Zhao Hai smiled and said

Merlin looked at Zhao Hai with admiration and said, "Young master knows so much, it's really amazing

Zhao Hai couldn't help but blush. He knew a lot there, which is something everyone in China knows, but here it became his credit.

Zhao Hai walked up to the marching stove that made rice and heard the sound inside. He felt that it shouldn't be much better. He picked up a corn cob from the ground and used it to push the copper pot on the pot. The copper pot fell to the ground with a loud sound, and a hot air rushed out of the pot. Zhao Hai couldn't help but take a step back. With the hot air coming out, there was a richer aroma of rice, which was so fragrant that it was even more fragrant than the rice Zhao Hai had eaten on Earth, making him drool uncontrollably.

After the heat dissipated, the rice in the pot finally revealed its true colors. The rice was not as snow-white as Zhao Hai had imagined, but slightly yellowish, but looked oily and smelled even more fragrant.

Zhao Hai couldn't help but take out a spoon from the warehouse, scooped up a spoonful of rice, and slowly put it in her mouth. Meg wanted to stop it, but Zhao Hai moved too quickly. By the time she wanted to stop, Zhao Hai had already put the rice in her mouth, and Meg and the others couldn't help but stare at Zhao Hai.

Zhao Hai felt a fragrant aroma of rice filling his mouth. As he chewed on the rice, it was elastic, soft, and delicious. He couldn't help but close his eyes and slowly ate the rice. Only then did he open his eyes. When he saw the slaves and Meg looking at him, Zhao Hai couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and said, "Don't look at me, let's eat. If you absolutely don't like the rice you fried before, don't eat it. Just make this rice again

The slaves didn't move immediately, and Zhao Hai understood from his eager but afraid look that it was because he was here that these slaves didn't dare to act recklessly. He couldn't help but smile slightly and turned to Meg, saying, "Meg, let's go inside. Anyway, there's rice here. If they don't like stir fried rice, they can make rice again

Meg is also a smart person, and she immediately understood the meaning of Zhao Hai's words. She nodded and said, "Okay, young master, let's go inside and see how grandma's food is doing

Zhao Hai couldn't help but smile slightly. He was becoming more and more fond of this understanding, gentle, and kind girl. The two of them pulled wood and stones into the thatched hut.

Ju and An didn't follow, they also wanted to stay outside and taste how delicious the rice was. As soon as Zhao Hai and Meg entered the house, the slaves immediately surrounded the marching stove, taking one bite at a time. In no time, they ate a whole pot of rice, and everyone was amazed while eating.

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When the whole pot of rice was eaten up, the slaves glanced at each other and immediately poured out all the fried rice in the pot, washing and cooking again.

But in the pot of the first person who made rice, there was still a thick layer of rice crust left. They had never seen this thing before. A slave curiously took out the rice crust, looked at it in his hand, smelled it again, and the slightly sticky rice aroma was even more tempting. In the end, he couldn't resist the temptation and took a bite.

As he took one bite, his eyes lit up and he quickly took a second bite. The pot used as a marching stove was not small, so the pot was also not small. It was like a small shield, and one person naturally couldn't finish it. The slave then distributed the pot to several people around him. Before the second pot of rice was ready, they were already full.

Zhao Hai and Meilin were actually lying through the crack in the door of the thatched hut, watching these slaves. When they saw that they were about to cook rice for the second time, Zhao Haima pushed the door open and walked out. He said to the slave, "Let's make seven pots of rice first, which is almost enough to eat. The remaining three pots will be used to make soup. When the rice is ready and the soup is good, everyone can eat both rice and vegetables

Upon hearing Zhao Hai's words, the slaves knew that he had been watching them all along and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. However, they immediately followed Zhao Hai's instructions. They truly admired their master and were extremely grateful.

Many people cry when they eat rice. They have never tasted such delicious food in their lives. Not to mention them, even their families have never tasted such delicious food. They are really too excited.

(End of this chapter)