Lu Mingming expertly cleaned each wild chicken, ensuring no excess chicken feathers adhered to the skin's surface, so as not to be off-putting when eaten.
Perhaps because the little cubs were close to reaching their beast-shaped forms, they didn't resist the bloody smell. Instead, they grew a little excited and restless, crowding around to curiously gaze at the raw offal.
Hua Yu, possessing a mature human consciousness, quickly gathered the cubs in another area and used childhood games from memory to prevent them from causing trouble.
Since beggar's chicken requires lotus leaves and aluminum foil, this presented a bit of a problem.
There was some leftover honey, which could be used, but the lotus leaves and aluminum foil were impossible to find. They could only be wrapped in banana leaves, and then rolled in several layers of hard, yellow mud.
Hopefully, the taste wouldn't change too much.
Lu Mingming prayed inwardly.
The entire chicken was cleaned, leaving the inside hollow, and the remaining offal was packed away.
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If other food wasn't found in the short term, the offal could be used to make some dishes to stave off hunger. Of course, Lu Mingming hoped they wouldn't need to.
Traditionally, beggar's chicken made with lotus leaves was infused with a refreshing summer scent, a lotus aroma that permeated the chicken meat. Banana leaves were different.
Although they also emitted a fragrant, clear scent, lotus leaves were less prone to tearing, while banana leaves were the opposite. In fact, banana leaves and lotus leaves made for equally delicious beggar's chicken.
What a shame, though, to have no seasonings. Otherwise, she could have used these bananas to make a soup…
Lu Mingming looked at the lush banana trees around her, fondly remembering the sweet and soft texture of bananas. She sighed,
"I'll have to wait to find other teams later to see if they have any, but the chances are too slim. Who would carry a packet of seasonings in their personal inventory?"
"Do you need seasonings?"
Hua Yu asked while amusing the cubs.
"Yes, do you have any?"
"I don't, I was just asking."
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Hua Yu shook her head.
The hope that had just risen in Lu Mingming's heart was quickly extinguished.
Hua Yu propped up her chin and mused,
"My friend seems to have some. I met him on the way, and he's in another area now. I can take you there."
"Okay, I'll trouble you then."
Lu Mingming was delighted, and after discussing it, they happily made their decision.
Whenever Lu Mingming cooked, Cheng Shiqin would stay by her side. This time, he also waited to ask, "Mingming, what are you preparing so many banana leaves for?"
Lu Mingming was in the process of coating all the chickens with a layer of honey. Fearing the chicken's gamey smell would be too strong, she applied many layers.
Lu Mingming picked some fruits and discernible wild vegetables, mixing them thoroughly to fill the chicken cavities, to eliminate any gamey smell and to be filled with the scent of fruits, vegetables, and the sweetness of honey instead.
"The method for beggar's chicken isn't ordinary; banana leaves are used to wrap the chicken."
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As she spoke, Hua Xia went to fetch a bucket of clear water as Lu Mingming had instructed.
Originally, the chicken should have been wrapped in yellow mud to make beggar's chicken. But in this semi-wild area, Lu Mingming didn't know where to find yellow mud. So, she scraped some nearby soil that seemed closest to yellow mud, mixed it with a small amount of water, and stirred it into a sticky consistency.
When Lu Mingming pressed it, it left a clear and distinct fingerprint, without being too messy.
"What are you doing with these?"
Cheng Shiqin was like a font of endless questions.
But it wasn't just him who wanted to know; everyone watching around, and even those in the livestream, were curious.
Lu Mingming always brought them something new.
Lu Mingming didn't answer, motioning for him to come and help first.
Those who were free came over to help, learning from Lu Mingming how to wrap the beggar's chicken, using banana leaves to gradually wrap the chicken into a green banana parcel.
Just in case, Lu Mingming instructed everyone to wrap several layers to prevent the chicken from breaking and burning while being cooked.
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【What are they doing? Will it really taste good like this?】
【I know an idiom, 'Jiang Lang's talent is exhausted.' Is Lu Mingming in the same situation? She doesn't know what to do in a wild environment!】
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【Please, can you just watch until the end? Your comments are really affecting others' moods.】
The interstellar people had never eaten anything like beggar's chicken, and could only watch as the fire grew larger.
The strong flames heated the mud oven until it glowed red and scalding hot. Heat billowed up, struggling to escape the confines of the mud oven, forming a gray-white smoke above the forest, which was particularly noticeable.
Overcome with worry, everyone forgot about the faint rising smoke. For a moment, the scout teams distributed across the four sectors—east, west, south, and north—all spotted the smoke and looked up with intense curiosity.
What was over there?