I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 321: Stir-fried Bamboo Shoots

"Leo, Robin, you guys watch over your friends, don’t let them run too far. Remember to come to the cafeteria when it’s time to eat, there’s a new dish today."

Eric smiled and instructed the two most reliable children, then led Arthur back to the tribe.

In the cafeteria, Sam saw him and Arthur arriving together and immediately glided over, acting as resentful as a neglected wife in her boudoir:

"Eric, you’ve changed! Why do you go out to play without calling me anymore!"

In the past, Eric would always take him along for tasks that involved supervising children while searching for ingredients or prey!

Sam looked jealously at Arthur, who was carrying a large pile of roots of unknown name, covered in mud.

"Isn’t it because work at the cafeteria has been too busy lately, and you are the most important head chef, that I didn’t call you? If you went with me, the tribesmen would go hungry," Eric hurriedly flattered him.

Hearing his explanation, Sam softened a bit, but still spoke in a resentful tone:

"I originally came here because I saw that working in the cafeteria was relatively free. Why is it busier here now than when I was a warrior?"

Wasn’t it because of gluttony, wanting to be the first to try the newest dishes, that you came to work in the cafeteria? Eric spat silently in his heart.

But of course, he couldn’t say that. Eric was genuinely afraid Sam would get angry and quit, especially since work had been busier lately with so many mouths waiting to be fed.

"The Tiger tribe will leave once the white wine is ready, and won’t the work in the cafeteria decrease then? Besides, look, I’ve found so many helpers for you guys. If it’s still not enough, now that the potatoes are almost finished being cut, you can go to the small-sized beastmen and find a few who know how to cook, then ask them to come here to work."

Sam sighed: "How much strength do small-sized beastmen have to cook for the whole tribe? Yet, people with talent like mine in the Snow Wolf tribe are so few, sigh."

Eric didn’t know what else to say. Afraid Sam would go on strike, he didn’t dare refute him and just held his forehead in distress.

In the kitchen, the work in the hands of the other busy people paused for a moment.

Ali grumpily said: "You should be glad Anna went out to wash the internal organs, otherwise you’d definitely get a beating."

The smell of internal organs was very strong.

Although Eric replenished a lot of water for the cafeteria every day, everyone chose to take turns going to the riverbank to wash them so the area around the cafeteria wouldn’t stink. Occasionally, if a fish smelled the scent and swam over to steal a bite, they could catch it to improve their meal.

"Hehe, what is this? How do you eat it?" Sam quickly changed the subject, pointing at the pile of bamboo shoots.

"This is called bamboo shoot. Peel the shell clean, and the meat inside can be sliced or cut into chunks for stir-frying, or it can be stewed in soup."

Eric introduced it while hugging a bamboo shoot and slowly peeling it for everyone to see.

Akha and Aly walked over to smell the bamboo shoots. Akha looked nostalgic:

"We used to eat young bamboo too, but mostly we just peeled the skin and gnawed on it directly. Boiled ones didn’t taste as good as raw ones."

Are you guys goats or pandas? Why do you eat bamboo shoots too? But since they are herbivores, their menus are probably similar. Eric rested his chin on his hand, thinking.

At this moment, Sam suddenly leaned in and took a bite of the bamboo shoot: "Ah, um, not bad, quite tender."

"I haven’t washed it yet!" Eric was shocked. This glutton Sam, forgetting himself whenever he saw food; there was even a bit of mud on the bamboo shoot!

"He’s always been like this. It’s fine, don’t mind him," Jessica calmly poked Sam’s head and said.

Everyone was used to all sorts of actions from this glutton, so they stepped forward to peel all the bamboo shoots, then followed Eric’s instructions to cut them into slices.

Aside from never having seen this vegetable before, the stir-frying process was the same. Soon, the clear fragrance of fresh bamboo shoots began to spread throughout the cafeteria.

"Not bad at all! We’ve never eaten this dish before, what a waste! We must go dig more to eat later!"

Ali tasted a piece of fresh bamboo shoot straight from the pan and was immediately conquered by the fresh and delicious taste, speaking happily and loudly.

Everyone used chopsticks to try it, and they all praised it endlessly.

Akha timidly picked up a piece of bamboo shoot: "If I had known it could be made so delicious, I would have taken Ly and Sa to dig bamboo shoots. We were worried you guys wouldn’t like this dish."

"I don’t blame you. It’s mainly because anything that reaches Eric’s hands becomes delicious. If eaten raw, I probably would only eat a few bites before not wanting any more, but stir-fried, it’s really not bad," Sam waved his hand, speaking comfortably.

Everyone clearly agreed with this point, and they all smiled and nodded.

Arthur held a large plate, eating heartily while saying: "That’s right, this thing was buried in the dirt and didn’t look delicious at all, yet Eric could turn it into a delicacy. Truly amazing."

There were many ingredients buried in the ground. Besides the potatoes, bamboo shoots, and peanuts they had, there were also sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes also looked gray and grew in the soil, but they tasted sweet and fragrant.

Eric began to think distractedly, wondering if there were sweet potatoes in this world. Sweet potatoes had a high yield, tasted good, and could be made into dried sweet potatoes or sweet potato starch, all of which could be stored for a long time.

Food reserves were naturally the more, the better. Besides dealing with natural disasters, the situation on the Illusion Dream Continent was currently very chaotic. If war broke out one day, these things could be used as strategic food supplies.

He naturally hoped for world peace and no disasters, but this could not be changed by human will. He only hoped to give himself a little more time to prepare so that the Hadu tribe could stand firm in this place.

There was also a very famous dish for bamboo shoots called Yan Du Xian soup. Eric had been lucky enough to taste the authentic version once, and the fresh and sweet taste was so good it felt like his eyebrows would fall off. The tribe didn’t have salted meat right now, as Eric had taught everyone how to make smoked meat before. Thinking of this dish now, he decided to make some salted meat, which would be excellent for stewing soup.

At noon, everyone got to eat the new dish, and praises were endless.

Since the cafeteria was established, all kinds of delicious dishes appeared endlessly. Whether beastmen or dwarves, they had never eaten these dishes before.

The richness in cuisine brought a sincere sense of happiness to the tribesmen of the Hadu tribe. Every day while working, no matter how tired they were, just thinking that mealtime was approaching filled them with energy.

During the days the Tiger tribe warriors had been here, they ate non-repeating dishes in the cafeteria every day, and they deeply felt that Sunflower hadn’t lied back then.

Regarding the rice cakes Eric made at that time, many people from the Tiger and Leopard tribes shared only a little bit and finished it, and some hadn’t even tasted it. So, they had been dismissive of the rumors that the food in the Hadu tribe was delicious. In their eyes, what good food could a tiny Hadu tribe possibly have?

Apart from simple grilled meat, it was just rudimentary boiled meat. They had lived in the Golden Kingdom for so long; what delicacy hadn’t they eaten?