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Chapter 229 Bread

Lin's cubs now love Bai Ling the most. Whenever Bai Ling starts making food, the cubs always follow Bai Ling in and out.

Lin was afraid that her cub would cause trouble for Bai Ling, so she could only let the cub perch on her shoulder and follow Bai Ling. So every time Bai Ling cooked, this was the scene: Bai Ling was cooking in the kitchen, and Lin was standing at the kitchen door with a cub perched on her shoulder; Bai Ling was chopping things in the house, and Lin was standing next to Bai Ling with a cub perched on her shoulder; Bai Ling went to the backyard to milk the goats, and Lin was helping Bai Ling with a cub perched on her shoulder; Bai Ling went to the oven to check on the bread, and Lin followed behind him, with a cub perched on her shoulder again.

As soon as Bai Ling opened the oven door, a sweet aroma wafted out, unlike any other fragrance she had ever experienced before.

Just like roasting the juice of sweetworms over a fire, the sweet aroma filled the entire room, making the beastmen drool just from the smell.

The bread was still steaming. Lin was following behind Bai Ling, so he was the one who could smell the aroma the most besides Bai Ling. The cub on his shoulder was the same. Lin had great foresight. Before Bai Ling even opened the oven door, he grabbed the cub, took it off his shoulder, and held it tightly in his arms.

Bai Ling brought the bread into the main room, and its sweet aroma immediately filled the room. The orcs inside were all attracted by the aroma, and even Cang, who was not usually one to show his emotions, became surprised and delighted.

“The bread is still a bit hot, we’ll have to wait a while before eating it,” Bai Ling said. “I’ll go boil some goat milk first, and Chen, you can heat up the oven. We still need to bake two more batches of bread.”

Bai Ling knew that the beastmen in his family were all big eaters, and one batch of bread was simply not enough, so he decided to bake more bread. Judging from the number of bread doughs left, he would need to bake at least two more batches.

Chen couldn't take his eyes off the freshly baked bread, but he still agreed and walked out of the main room, turning back every few steps, to light the fire in the oven.

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Making ginger goat milk is not difficult. First, chop the ginger and filter out the ginger juice. Then, add the ginger juice to the goat milk and cook together. After the goat milk boils, add sugar and stir. When the aroma of milk and ginger rise together, the ginger goat milk is ready.

The ginger juice and goat milk were prepared in advance, and the fire was lit. Bai Ling only needed to boil the goat milk.

While boiling the goat milk, Bai Ling said to Yue, "Yue, when you eat bread later, you can eat a few bites of bread and drink a sip of goat milk, or you can soak the bread in the goat milk before eating."

Yue sniffed and said, "Adding ginger juice to goat milk seems to reduce the goaty smell a bit."

Bai Ling: "Yes, ginger removes the fishy smell, and ginger juice can neutralize the goaty smell of goat milk very well. I'll add some sugar after the goat milk is cooked, and it will taste even better."

As Bai Ling remembered something, she said, "Yue, when the second batch of bread comes out of the oven, we'll send some to your grandfather and great-uncle. The old folks will definitely love it."

Yue clenched one hand into a fist and rested it on her chin: "Ling, my grandpa said yesterday that he's been eating all the food you've made since we came here, and he's even a little embarrassed."

Not only that, Yue's grandfather also said, "I've hardly ever eaten your father's cooking, nor have I ever eaten your cooking. I used to worry about what would happen if your father found a partner who couldn't cook, and then I worried about what would happen if you found a partner who couldn't cook. Now it seems I was worrying for nothing."

“Your father can’t cook, but your father’s cooking is delicious. You can’t cook, but Ling’s cooking is even better. Once you live together, it won’t be long before Ling fattens you up.”

Yue couldn't refute what Grandpa said, because what Grandpa said was true. Her father wasn't good at cooking, and neither was he. However, both he and her father's partners were good cooks. In particular, her partner was not only good at cooking, but was practically a gourmet.

Yue said to her grandfather, "Grandpa, I won't do that. Besides, Ling can cook, but I can hunt. He can manage the household, and I can manage the outside world. Isn't that a perfect arrangement?"

In Yue's heart, he and Ling were the most suitable and perfect match. He couldn't cook, but Ling could; he was a skilled hunter, but Ling couldn't; he was aloof, but Ling was sunny and cheerful...

He and Ling are a match made in heaven.

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Bai Ling wrapped his hands in animal hide and carried the earthenware pot into the main room. Everyone gathered around the bread on the table, staring wide-eyed at it.

Especially the cub, even though it was held tightly in its father's arms, it still struggled to pounce on the table. Qu stood to the side, pinched the cub's ear, and scolded, "Zong, the bread is still hot, you can't eat it yet. You can eat it when it cools down."

The cub ignored its father's words and continued to cry out, trying to pounce on the bread. Bai Ling put the earthenware pot on the ground and said with a smile, "Alright, the ginger goat milk is ready, we can eat it now."

Feng brought out the earthenware bowls, and Bai Ling ladled out a small half bowl of goat milk for each person. Then she said to Qu, "Uncle, try the goat milk and see how it tastes. If the ginger flavor is too strong, I'll go and boil some goat milk without ginger juice."

Qu picked up the earthenware bowl, first gently smelled the aroma of the goat milk, then blew on it, and slowly took a sip.

The ginger flavor wasn't too strong, and the goat milk's muttony smell was also much milder. However, the subtle sweetness was immediately noticeable. Qu couldn't resist taking another small sip.

“This tastes great,” Qu said. “Zong can drink it, Ling, you don’t need to brew it anymore.”

Bai Ling smiled and said, "That's good."

The family started eating bread. Bai Ling took a piece of bread and put it in his mouth before carrying the ceramic plate containing the bread dough to the kitchen. He still had to continue baking bread.

Yue followed Bai Ling into the kitchen. After Bai Ling stopped, Yue took the bread out of Bai Ling's mouth. He just smiled at Bai Ling but didn't say anything.

Bai Ling knew what Yue meant; Yue wanted to feed him bread.

Bai Ling cleaned out the charcoal fire from the oven, then put the ceramic plate containing the bread dough into the oven. Yue followed Bai Ling closely, occasionally reaching out to feed Bai Ling the bread.

Compared to bread baked in an oven, bread baked in a charcoal oven is harder, but it also has a charred flavor. Bai Ling added a lot of sugar when kneading the dough, and the wheat aroma and sweet aroma mixed together to create an irresistible flavor.

The bread was sprinkled with dried fruit and chopped red dates. After baking, the dried fruit became slightly charred, but the flavor was even better. It was the perfect match for the bread, making the bread's texture even richer.