"Although I didn't catch Urnkamuyi today, I caught many squirrels."

"You're welcome, just let go of your belly tonight! The squirrel meat is enough!"

Yayikong said as he picked up the squirrel's body beside his legs and easily unscrew the squirrel's head like a bottle cap.

At this moment, more than a dozen headless squirrels had accumulated on his legs.

Qingdeng glanced at the squirrel's corpse all over the ground and couldn't help asking:

"How many squirrels... can we finish eating?"

Yayikon laughed:

"Eat it all! Akungru and I both eat a lot! Considering that you are a fellow human being, you probably can't get used to many of our Ainu dishes, so we are going to make all these squirrel meats into 'chitatapu'!"

“What is ‘Chitatap’?”

Okata explained with a smile:

“The literal meaning of ‘Chitatapu’ is ‘we chopped’, which is a traditional Ainu cuisine, knocking prey into minced meat with a knife.”

"Oh, it's just meat filling."

"It can be said that. However, when the Ainu people eat chitatap, they often eat raw."

"……What?"

Qingdeng stared at her eyes as if she heard a horrifying demonic sound.

Ogata added calmly:

"Because it is eaten raw, only fresh prey can make chitatap."

"...Mr. Okata, can you tell them? I can't eat raw meat."

Yayikong knew Japanese, so he responded first:

"Mr. Juicy, don't worry! We know that we can't get used to raw meat with others, so we will roll all the squirrel meat into meatballs and pour it into the soup and boil it!"

After hearing this, Qingdeng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is meatball soup...that's fine."

However, Yayikon's second half of the words made his heart that had just been put down again.

"However, I strongly recommend that you taste the squirrel brain! The squirrel brain can be eaten raw and it is very delicious!"

Before Qingdeng could respond, Ya Yikong picked up a squirrel's head beside his leg, took out a knife, and pried open his head like a bottle cap, revealing his white brain.

"Come on! Try it!"

He stuffed the squirrel's head with a scoop in front of Qingdeng.

At the same time, Monahi silently handed out a small spoon from the thorn.

Qingdeng raised his hands stiffly and took the squirrel's head and spoon.

He never underestimated Ainu cuisine.

But... it was the first time for him to eat a squirrel's brain.

Looking at the white squirrel brain holding in his hands, he felt his lips, tongue, teeth, and stomach were protesting strongly.

But considering that the other party is very enthusiastic, he really is inconvenient to give others a face.

So, he silently opened the system list and confirmed that he really had the talent "Taotie + 2", and took the mentality of "the wind was whistling and the Yishui Han", resolutely held the spoon tightly, dug up the squirrel's brain, and put it into his mouth heroically.

【Note · Taotie+2: Not easy to get gastrointestinal diseases】

At first, because he couldn't pass the psychological barrier, his tongue seemed to be knotted and could not be stretched out to taste the smell of the squirrel's brain.

It was not until he chewed it carefully that the smell spread in his mouth that his facial expression gradually became brighter.

I have to say that after completely breaking through the psychological barrier, the squirrel's brain is indeed delicious and has a special taste, like eating a piece of salty tofu.

Yayikon has been observing Qingdeng's expression.

After watching his expression full of surprise because it was "actually delicious", he laughed happily "haha".

"Mr. Orange, how about it? I didn't lie to you, are you? Squirrel brains are very nourishing. You can eat them later as a snack!"

After saying that, Yayikon withdrew his gaze and continued to focus on the squirrel feast in front of him.

The three of them in the family of three have a clear division of labor. Yayikon is responsible for removing the squirrel's head, Monahi is responsible for cleaning the internal organs, and Monahi's mother is responsible for peeling the skin.

After all the ingredients were processed, Yayikong placed them one by one on the chopping board, held a kitchen knife in each hand, swung the knife in turn like a drum, and cut each ingredient into minced meat.

This is a job of strength.

However, Yayikong relied on his extraordinary physical strength and muscle strength, and turned more than a dozen ingredients into excellent meat fillings with just his own strength.

The next thing is very simple. You just need to rub the meat filling into meatballs and pour it into boiled soup.

While cooking meatball soup, Yayikon excitedly introduced their Ainu cuisine culture to Qingdeng.

"Mr. Juicy, when cooking meat-related dishes, you can try to put dried erbread grass. Among all the mountain dishes, erbread grass and meat are the most suitable for the taste, which can make the taste exponentially delicious."

He said, while grabbing a handful of erectile vegetation from a pot and sprinkled it into the pot like salt.

As a guest, Qingdeng enjoys the privilege of "no need to help, wait for the meal".

Because the family of three is working together, the cooking speed is extremely fast.

In just half an hour, an attractive fragrance drifted out.

When Yayikon uncovered the lid of the pot, the strong hot mist spread out with a rich fragrance and spread around. Just smelling it makes people's index fingers tremble.

But I saw the pot full of meatballs floating, with yellow-green erectus grass adorning it, and it looked simple and delicious.

"Come on! Please have a meal!"

Yayikong spread his hands and made a "please" gesture, indicating Qingdeng and Ogata to start the chopsticks first.

Ogata is his old friend, so he was not polite. He grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and grabbed the meatballs into the pot.

Qing Deng also generously thanked the other party's kindness, and in the blink of an eye, he added a full of meatballs to his bowl.

Just smelling the aroma makes you feel very delicious.

After actually tasting it, Qingdeng suddenly found that it was much better than he expected!

A slight bite of the teeth will splash rich juice.

The meat is rich in fragrance and endless aftertaste. Qingdeng's eyes shine brightly due to surprise.

"Mr. Orange, is it delicious?" Yayikon asked.

Qingdeng nodded: "Well, it's very delicious."

Qingdeng was not polite and admired sincerely.

Because it is an extremely fresh ingredient, the meat is excellent and the taste is excellent.

There was no seasoning, but there was no fishy smell.

Qingdeng is not a professional gourmet, and cannot use professional and precise words to evaluate.

All he can make is delicious, very delicious!

It is worthy of being a fishing and hunting nation, and it does have a unique experience in meat cooking. Qingdeng thought to himself while eating voraciously.

Qingdeng can see that Yayikon has a special sense of pride for Ainu cuisine.

Seeing Qingdeng feasting, he was overjoyed, and his mouth was almost grinning at the corners of his ears.

"Don't worry! There are still a lot of meatballs! Let's eat with your stomach!"

...

...

Yayikon is a generous man.

He tells jokes, shares interesting stories, and warms up the atmosphere from time to time.

Thanks to him, the atmosphere inside the house was particularly lively and the guests and guests were all happy.

Just as the dinner was about to come to an end, Qingdeng suddenly asked:

"Mr. Yayikon, do you know the 'Ainu coalition' of Cialika?"

Yayikong was stunned, then chuckled and replied in a joking tone:

"This is the hottest news in recent days. I wonder if it's quite difficult, right?"

Qingdeng asked:

"Mr. Yayikon, are you familiar with Cialiska?"

Yayikon replied without hesitation:

"Honestly, not very familiar."

"I can't get along with him, I've only met a few times."
To be continued...