Bring The System To Datang

The fish fillets were tumbling in a frying pan, with garlic chili sauce, tomato sauce, onion black pepper sauce, vinegar, tahini, sweet garlic, salted garlic, oyster sauce, and ginger sauce.

The people of Datang used chopsticks to hold it, and the indigenous people were good at grasping it.

The reason why I eat this kind of food is to take care of the indigenous people and grab the sauce with my hands.

If it is made into braised fish, how to catch it?

Hard catch? Juice on your hands?

What about boiled fish? Or is it hard to catch? The upper layer of slick oil, the temperature can be high, and it can be cooked.

Grilled fish, fried fish, and fried fish steaks are just right. Catch it.

The indigenous people are eating old and happy. Why is this meat wrapped in a layer of something and can it be cooked in that kind of water? It's fragrant as soon as it is cooked?

What was dipped in, all kinds of flavors, what was the person eating, and what was rolled in, crunchy.

"Crunchy" "Proprietor, I have to follow you when I go out to sea. I said why I have a bad stomach these days. It turns out that I didn't eat green onions."

One of the six officials is from Laizhou, Henan Province, not Penglai. Penglai belongs to Dengzhou.

He started having diarrhea last night and was about to collapse.

In another place, even in Chang'an, he was scared and didn't know what illness he had. He had seen too many people who died of diarrhea when he was a child.

On the yacht, he was not afraid, he took advantage of the gap after releasing the ‘water’ to find Li Yi.

Li Yi drank light salt water for him, and when he went to the toilet again, he personally took samples and tested them.

After that, no medicine was prescribed, but he was given popsicles, the frozen popsicles on the yacht.

After eating, he continued to crash again. He woke up in the morning, feeling a lot more comfortable, not prostration, and eating pancakes with green onions.

I'm much better now. I still eat pancakes, rolls and green onions. I haven't touched any medicine. Li Yi won't write a prescription.

"I will let you die in the sea if you eat anything blindly. Who told you that you can eat raw conch shells stealthily?

At least the Bohai Bay is still in the cold water area. You dare to eat raw food here? The seawater temperature in this place is high.

Not afraid of opponents like gods, but teammates like pigs, self-righteous. "

Li Yi ate kidney bean shreds and copied small tenderloin shreds, and said with a calm face that the official who ate pancakes and green onions.

"In the team, whoever has it again, don't go back. Going back is also dead." Princess Yong Mu said with half a pig's hoof in her hand.

Li Yi uses a pressure cooker to make braised pork knuckles, and then freezes them to cool down, otherwise it will be too late.

The layer of solidified collagen around the braised trotters is called jelly.

"Yes!" a few people said.

"Yes!" the others followed.

They are afraid, they are not afraid to offend Li Yi, who is sometimes milder.

Princess Yongmu let out a word and went back to promise her death, unless Li Yi interceded, but it was obviously impossible. Li Yi would never betray the princess in such matters.

Aboriginal nearby: "..."

They are a little confused and don't understand.

Who has the final say on this team? They can't understand the words, but they can see everyone's attitude.

For a while, the man surrounded by others, and for a while, the woman's words were all scared by others.

In the matriarchal clan society, it is difficult for them to understand the class culture of the Tang Dynasty.

"Master, give me pig tails! I see you are marinated."

The little girl eats braised pork liver, cut into slices, and eaten with garlic sauce.

She wanted to eat less, and then gnawed pig tails.

"The last one-third will be reserved for you, and two-thirds will be braised for Wen Tian and Xiaolan." Li Yi nodded.

Nowadays, pigs have large tails and a lot of brittle bones. Other places are still a bit fat.

"Ah, Master, you're so good. The small intestine is made sausage? I didn't see it. Where is the large intestine? I want to eat Nine Cycles with Wen Tian Big sis and Xiaolan Big sis, and remove a little oil."

The little girl was thinking about the various parts of the pig's head.

The rest of the people on the boat have no pork to eat, only pork bone soup to drink.

When they get back on the yacht, they eat again. There are too many people and it is not easy to divide the pork.

The indigenous people eat fried food, fragrant!

When someone invites to dinner, the aborigines have a good impression of the person who treats them.

After the meal, Li Yi led his disciples to get to know things on the island, and everyone helped dig wild vegetables.

When the sky was dark, a net of fish was left behind, dispelling Li Yi's idea of ​​building a lighthouse on the island immediately.

This time I went straight without stopping on the road. From Easter Island to Nauru, at the speed of a yacht, there were no accidents, five and a half days.

There is no possibility of arriving early, only late.

On the way, if Li Yi thought, he even went directly west to New Zealand and Australia, then turned north, and returned to Datang.

Far away, there is no time to waste.

The sun rises and the sun sets, say five and a half days, and it really took five days, with the wind and the current, a little faster.

"We will arrive in another half an hour. I don't know how much water the locals reserve?" Li Yi wanted to rest on the land.

More than 30 kilometers away from Nauru, the sun hangs in the middle of the sky.

Regardless of the five-day sailing time, the position of the sun is not the same point, and it spans several time zones.

The Nauru people mentioned by Li Yi are now giving others water and fresh water.

On the sea outside the island, forty big ships dropped anchor.

"With our speed, it is impossible to meet Dongzhu Li who came back from digging potatoes a month later. What do the beans grow in the soil look like? How can it be rain?"

The talkative officials found that the fresh water on the island was not good, and the people on the island received rainwater.

For the aboriginal people, it’s not bad to have big wooden barrels of water.

They put the wooden barrels in a cool place, wait for the rain to mix them out, and then put the lid on to prevent the ashes from falling in, a happy life.

The taste of rain is obviously not as good as water in a river or lake.

There are also people who are willing to drink tea, and will pick up rainwater in a big tank for at least one year, saying that the taste is not good.

"There is only one lake, a saltwater lake, how to survive without rainwater?" Liu Tingguang got the letter left by Li Yi.

The letter emphasized that you should not drink the water in the lake, especially if you jump and swim, it will waste fresh water.

The talkative official drank another sip of rainwater: "If you want me to say it, Dr. Li should teach the local area to dig a large pit to store water in the pit, and the sand and stone in the pit can still be filtered."

Liu Tingguang threw the letter on the official face: "Dongzhu Li is smarter than you."

"Huh?" The official covered the letter on his face with his hand, and took it down to read it.

"The ground can't store water? Find a stone slab and glue it with tree glue, won't it become a pond?" The official was still unwilling and suggested another way.

"Well, you stay, look for suitable stones, and get gum."

Ruan Jin pulled the officials aside, looked at the more than 200 people on the island, and saluted the cupped fist.

The local people took out all the barrels, and never thought of keeping them for themselves.

Others began to send things, the pottery and silk, metal tools, iron pots, cutting boards, whetstones...

The aborigines watched, the craftsmen were in charge of teaching, and they started to learn how to operate. Once they met, they smiled happily.

The sailor continued to fish, and it was only a lot of effort. Wherever he sent the fish, the other party was happy.

A net of fish came up, and the natives looked for salt and prepared to pickle them.

The fish Li Yilai gave last time has not been eaten yet.

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