I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 215: Too Many Delicious Dishes

Last time making grilled food without a grill rack, having to use a cast-iron pan, always felt like something was missing.

This time returning, Eric asked Luban to forge a cast-iron grill plate, which was perfect for pan-frying the [bánh giầy] now.

"What is this?" Kevin sniffed, looking curiously at the wooden boards Eric laid out in the yard, filled with small white round cakes.

Eric started heating the cast-iron grill plate: "This is [bánh giầy] made from sticky rice."

Ingredients were grains; Kevin was no longer unfamiliar with Eric turning grains into various dishes, now only wanting to try this new dish.

The grill plate started heating up; Eric placed [bánh giầy] on it one by one. Before long, small air bubbles started appearing on the cake surface; since they were just made not long ago, heating was even faster.

There was still plenty of molasses syrup and mung bean powder; these two were just condiments, so consumption was quite low.

The Ox-Head tribe had already finished one pot of [bánh giầy[. Kiet could already pound sticky rice into cake dough alone, then shape them into small cakes, placing them on the wooden boards Eric prepared.

He was busy pounding cakes right now; seeing the Snow Wolf warriors enter, he just greeted them and continued working.

Balu on the other side was examining the [bánh đúc] pieces soaking in water. He didn’t understand how Eric could turn familiar grains into so many beautiful and delicious dishes. Although their Ox-Head tribe had plenty of food, their ways of eating were limited to a few types.

[Bánh giầy] was for the Ox-Head tribe to bring back as gifts, so Eric only pan-fried one batch for the Snow Wolf people to try a few each.

[Bánh giầy] was soft, chewy, and sweet; even Snow Wolf people couldn’t refuse. Pan-fried [bánh giầy] had a crispy crust while remaining chewy inside, tasting even better.

"They traveled so far to help transport food; I intend to finish making these [bánh giầy] and [bánh đúc] for them to bring back to the Red Grass tribe, conveniently letting Chief Tu and everyone taste them."

Eric sliced the [bánh đúc] thinly on the other side, cooking a simple wild vegetable [bánh đúc] soup to cleanse the palate later, speaking to Max while doing so.

"Kid Eric is making delicious food again?" Before Thomas even entered the yard, his booming voice came from outside.

Leo ran first, rushing into the yard, discovering just in time that delicious food was ready, running happily to Eric’s feet, clawing at his pant leg continuously.

Eric amusingly fed Leo a piece of [bánh giầy] rolled in mung bean powder; Leo’s black eyes lit up instantly, not afraid of the heat, swallowing it in three bites.

"Just in time, let’s go inside to eat!" Eric shouted to everyone in the yard.

Aunt Luci and Uncle Thomas walked in with bright smiles, conveniently helping move pots and pans into the room.

The sausage fat had permeated the clay pot rice; the rice had a crispy burnt layer blending with the smell of fat, meat, and corn, tasting nutty with peanuts. Especially the flavorful sausage slices inside completely changed everyone’s perception of dried meat once again.

The Ox-Head tribe also often boiled potatoes to eat, just that no one cooked goat stew with potatoes like Eric. The potatoes out of the pot were mealy and soft, the broth thick, goat intestines tender, making people praise endlessly.

"Is this really the potato I usually eat?" Balu picked up a piece of potato with chopsticks, the fragrant aroma filling his nose and mouth, making him doubt his whole bovine life. Why did every dish in Eric’s hands seem to turn into a different kind...

There was also clay pot rice made from non-glutinous rice, so fragrant that Balu alone finished a whole pot; if he were a Snow Wolf person, he would have been beaten up long ago. But everyone knew the food this time was transported thanks to the two of them, so no one had any objection to them eating a lot.

Kiet’s ox head was buried in the pot, shoveling rice into his mouth, occasionally looking up to pick a piece of stir-fried intestines, ecstatic with satisfaction.

The Snow Wolf people all knew that this time they indeed traded for a lot of food. Thinking that they could eat these dishes in the cafeteria later, even though this time they only got to taste the flavor of [bánh giầy[, everyone was still very excited.

Eric also wanted to make more for the tribesmen, but unfortunately, the pots and pans at home were all used up today, tools insufficient, and it was getting late, so he didn’t want to make more fuss. He would teach the cafeteria how to make it another day.

The [bánh đúc] soup was light; the [bánh đúc] slices inside were slippery and soft, also very delicious. Too many delicious dishes, everyone didn’t know which one to praise anymore.

After the farewell feast, the Ox-Head tribe reluctantly carried baskets of [bánh giầy] and [bánh đúc] on their backs, setting off to return to the Red Grass tribe.

The Ox-Head tribe’s speed wasn’t equal to the Snow Wolf people’s; the journey would take more time, but Eric wasn’t too worried about their safety. Transforming into beast form, the Ox-Head tribe’s body was three times larger than a snow wolf; ordinary magic beasts wouldn’t dare to provoke them.

Moreover, these two Ox-Head people in beast form weren’t ordinary yellow cows, but leaned towards the bison type with higher combat power; just looking at the sharpness of their horns was enough to know they weren’t easily bullied.

No wonder the Ox-Head tribe didn’t have many schemes but could still stand firm on this land.

The food transported from the Red Grass tribe was finally almost sorted. The seeds kept were stored in the cave waiting for planting next year.

As for vegetables kept for seeds, Eric feared freezing, so he stored them in his own cellar; if not enough space, he moved some to the cafeteria’s cellar.

Food for consumption was milled; types needing to be ground into flour were ground and stored, all placed under the cafeteria for convenient use when cooking later.

The [bánh giầy] and [bánh đúc] everyone ate at the farewell feast that day, the cafeteria also started making. Snow Wolf people had great strength, and now with the addition of Horned Goat people, there was no shortage of manpower.

With increased food, the happiest person was Eric.

He had craved starch dishes for a long time; finally not having to eat meat as the main dish every meal, he varied styles to make delicious dishes, making them in the cafeteria as a way of teaching.

Dwarves, Horned Goat people, and Snow Wolf people ran to the cafeteria every day at mealtime; their relationship also became more harmonious because of this.

Others were fine, but the newly arrived Horned Goat people were surprised every day. First was the clean and sturdy cafeteria, able to feed all tribesmen fully, having toilet paper to use, coal for heating; everything made them extremely admire.

Now the young chief of the Hadu tribe started making different delicious dishes every day.

The Horned Goat people thought of the first time meeting this young chief and being given a large handful of candy; their cubs still couldn’t bear to eat it all.

But the people of this tribe all seemed accustomed to it, couldn’t help but sigh in their hearts, since when did the Snow Wolf people become so rich...

Eric naturally didn’t know their thoughts; he was still calculating making some more candy for the Horned Goat kids.

Losing home and relatives overnight was truly pitiful; Eric worried they would be traumatized.

Taking advantage of free time, Eric also found Uncle Thomas and Joseph to hold a small meeting, revealing his plan to expand the population, developing like the Ox-Head tribe.