Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

Fried dough, stuffed stuffing, wrapped buns…Shaping, fermentation, steaming.

Light the fire, heat the oil, put in fried dough sticks, fried cakes, glutinous rice balls…

Cages of steamed buns, flower rolls, steamed bread, and paper-wrapped steamed buns come out of the pot, cool down to a slightly hot temperature just right for eating, and then are stored in the system backpack.

Freshly fried dough sticks, fried cakes, and glutinous rice balls are stored when they are the crispiest after draining the oil.

After finishing all these, the sky has turned hazy white. The cat at the front desk of Wushanju, who is a little tired, licks the corner of her mouth and steams another basket of milk pudding.

After the milk pudding comes out of the pot and is put in the refrigerator to cool to a suitable temperature, she takes out a cup and wanders to the edge of the cliff to sit down, swinging her feet on the edge of the cliff, blowing the cool sea breeze, and watching the orange sun Aluma rise from the sea on the other side.

——It seems that today is a yellow day.

She watched the sunrise while scooping pudding with a spoon. The pudding she made was delicious, fragrant, sweet, smooth and tender. With such a beautiful view, she could eat two more cups.

Dessert alone was not enough to fill her up. She took out a big meat bun and put it in her mouth. She put away the bread cart and rode the motorcycle to the village entrance.

When she finished eating the big meat bun, she just arrived at the village entrance. The honest boy Peeta was looking behind the village fence yesterday. When he saw her, he ran out excitedly.

"Here." The cat at the front desk of Wushanju rode the motorcycle handsomely on one leg, took out a big meat bun wrapped in oil paper and handed it to the boy: "Breakfast."

"What is this?" The boy stretched his nose like a puppy and tried to sniff, but he could not smell anything except a faint smell of flour.

"Meat buns." She answered, "Where do people in the village eat breakfast? Is there a mine near here? Are the miners at work at this time?"

Peeta listened to her questions absent-mindedly, took a bite of the bun, and was burned by the filling inside. However, the gravy overflowing in his mouth made him immediately realize that this was precious meat. He refused to spit it out, jumped with his mouth open, and fanned himself with his free hand. This familiar action made the cat at the front desk of Wushanju laugh.

"Be careful, the filling is very hot, eat slowly," she handed over a glass of iced milk, "drink some milk to cool it down."

Peeta finished the breakfast with pain and happiness, and said with his tongue - burned - "Only people going to the mine get up at this time. They all eat breakfast at the mine and go directly to the mine after eating."

"Take me there." The cat at the front desk of Wushanju said, "Are the buns delicious? Will they buy them?"

"Yes!" Peeta answered firmly, then thought for a moment: "You have to tell them that there is meat filling inside. It's a small matter, leave it to me."

"Okay, help me sell breakfast later." She roughly explained the sales process to the boy: "If you do a good job, I'll give you pudding when you're done."

Peeta nodded vigorously. He had discovered that the food given by this god of bread was super delicious!

So the guide boy sat on the back seat of the baker's motorcycle, directing the direction all the way, and arrived at the mine.

"The mine is owned by the church and managed by Father Sykes." Peeta introduced, "The villagers are all employed by the church to mine. They have to hand in three baskets of ore every day to get paid. But the priest is a good person. He allows us to take some ore slag to supplement our daily expenses. No more than 100 grams a day, and he turns a blind eye.

The church doesn't provide meals, so everyone brings some dry food and eats it when they are hungry."

Priest is the unified and customary title for priests and pastors below the bishop. The cat at the front desk of Wushanju had learned about this in the information library before the trip.