I've been transported to the orc continent.

Chapter 244 Perform a Magic Trick

Chen's focus was different from Yue's: "Brother, the method of roasting a whole lamb is really too complicated, with one layer after another. How did the people there come up with that idea?"

Bai Ling: "There are many ways to prepare food. Roasted whole lamb is nothing. There are many more complicated foods than this."

As the three talked, Bai Ling flipped the lamb skewers, occasionally brushing a little animal fat onto them. The lamb's own fat was also rendered out, dripping onto the charcoal fire below and making a sizzling sound.

The charcoal grilling slowly changed the color of the mutton, and a fragrant aroma slowly wafted out. This aroma was so delicious that it naturally made the orcs' mouths water.

Chen swallowed hard and asked, "Brother, are the lamb skewers almost ready?"

Bai Ling smiled and said, "It will be ready in a little while."

Chen stopped talking and just stared longingly at the grilled lamb skewers, his mouth practically watering.

Yue didn't have a drooling expression on his face, but his eyes were fixed on the lamb skewers. Bai Ling could tell that Yue also really liked the smell of the lamb skewers.

After waiting a little while, Bai Ling took out a lamb skewer and handed it to Yue, and also handed one to Chen: "Try it and see if it tastes good?"

Yue put the freshly grilled lamb skewers into her mouth, and with a gentle bite, the oil flowed out. The lamb was fragrant and tender, grilled to perfection. Suddenly, a thought popped into Yue's mind: such fragrant and tender lamb would taste even better if sprinkled with some spices.

Yue didn't hesitate and told Bai Ling her idea. Bai Ling slapped her forehead and laughed, "I forgot about that. Chen, go to the table and get the spices I prepared. You need to put those on the lamb skewers after they're grilled."

Chen agreed, stood up, and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

He returned quickly, with Lin following behind him, a cub perched on Lin's shoulder.

Bai Ling placed the grilled lamb skewers into the earthenware bowl, sprinkled a handful of spices on top, and then said, "Alright, the lamb skewers are ready. You can take them and eat them."

Chen left a few lamb skewers for Bai Ling and Yue, then happily carried the earthenware bowl containing the skewers away.

*

Bai Ling asked, "Yue, are the lamb skewers delicious?"

Yue nodded. "Delicious," he repeated, "Very delicious."

"I'm glad you like it." Bai Ling then asked, "Yue, do you think grilled lamb skewers are tastier, or are big chunks of grilled lamb tastier?"

Yue looked at Bai Ling with her icy blue eyes full of smiles, praising and affirming, "I like to eat anything that Ling makes."

This is clearly a simple question, but Yue's answer is like asking a child whether they like their dad or mom more. She answers that she likes them both, and that she likes anything you make.

Bai Ling's pride was greatly satisfied. He patted his chest and assured Yue, "Yue, just for what you said, I have to make more delicious food, otherwise I would be letting you down."

Yue said earnestly, "It's not expectation, I'm telling the truth. Ling, every dish you make is delicious, and I love them all."

"What if the food I make isn't good? Will you still like it, Yue?" Bai Ling asked deliberately.

Yue looked at Bai Ling with her eyes, her gaze reflecting Bai Ling's image: "Ling wouldn't make bad food. I'll eat anything you make."

There was deep love in Yue's eyes. Bai Ling understood what Yue was saying. Because it was he who made it, Yue liked to eat it.

Bai Ling suddenly smiled. He didn't know why, but the moon could make him feel happy from the bottom of his heart. Maybe that was what made the moon so adorable.

*

The lamb skewers were a hit with everyone. The whole family skewered and grilled them at the same time, and they ended up eating all two large bowls of lamb that had been prepared.

Even Yue's grandfather and great-uncle were so full that they sat there unwilling to move.

Bai Ling was also full, but he still felt a little regretful. He wished he had a bottle of soda or beer at a time like this, because eating lamb skewers always goes well with beer or soda.

At times like this, Bai Ling misses his past life terribly. He's afraid he won't be able to drink soda in this life, but he can try his best to drink beer.

*

Bai Ling planted wheat in several ceramic pots. When the malt sprouts grew to the length of a finger, Bai Ling picked them, washed them clean, and boiled a pot of maltose.

Yue was a little confused: "Ling, didn't we make a lot of sugar with sweet grass? Why do we need to make maltose?"

Maltose is not as sweet as candy made from sweetgrass, and it melts easily indoors, making it less convenient to store than candy made from sweetgrass.

Bai Ling laughed and said, "Yue, you'll find out soon enough."

Since Bai Ling said it was useful, Yue didn't say anything more. He sat in front of the stove and threw a small handful of wheat straw into it.

The most important thing to pay attention to when boiling maltose is the heat. You must not use high heat; you must simmer it slowly over low heat.

Bai Ling stirred the maltose continuously with a wooden spoon. When the maltose was almost cooked, Bai Ling poured it into a clean earthenware basin.

There was still a little maltose left in the pot, which Bai Ling scooped into a ceramic bowl.

"Yue, I'll show you a magic trick." Bai Ling said with a smile, holding a ceramic bowl in her hand. "A magic trick made with maltose."

Yue walked behind Bai Ling, carrying the ceramic basin. He was very curious about what magic trick Ling was going to perform for him, but he didn't ask. Instead, he nodded with anticipation in his eyes.

Bai Ling placed the ceramic bowl on the table, took out the wooden board she had prepared beforehand, scooped out a spoonful of sugar with a small wooden spoon, and placed it on the cutting board. The sugar was still hot, and Bai Ling touched it twice, only to be burned and jump up.

However, he did not give up. Instead, he used the fastest method to shape the sugar on the wooden board into a small bowl shape, and then pinched the top of the small bowl to make a ball.

Bai Ling pulled the ball apart, but unexpectedly, because he used too much force, the ball broke. He had to start all over again, repeating the first step of squeezing the small bowl.

The small bowl was ready, and the maltose had cooled down a bit. Bai Ling asked Yue to bring some charcoal and reheat the maltose through the earthenware bowl.

The heated maltose turned into a flowing paste again. Bai Ling scooped a whole spoonful of maltose with a wooden spoon, placed it on the wooden board, and began to knead it. This time, he had experience and controlled the force when kneading, finally shaping it into a ball.

Bai Ling pinched out ears, a tail, facial features, and limbs on the sphere. Yue stood quietly to the side watching. He understood that Bai Ling was pinching out a wolf.

Ling's hands were incredibly skillful. With a few pulls and pinches on the maltose, a flat little wolf appeared. The little wolf was on all fours with its head slightly lowered and its ears standing up. Apart from its overly long tail, it had no other flaws.