But, the good thing about having such thick sausages was that they could be stuffed quickly. They used up all the lean meat in no time and ended up with several large red sausages.
The sausages were tied into small pieces with string made from twisted tree bark. Bai Qingqing roasted a piece on the stove. The fresh casing was too fragile and split open the moment it was heated up, causing the meat inside to nearly drip into the fire.
Bai Qingqing could only skewer the sausages with a metal skewer and roast it like that. The taste surprised her. It was so delicious that it was comparable, or even better, than the lamb skewers sold at roadside stalls.
Bai Qingqing roasted the meat and handed it out to everyone. She also saved some for Winston, even though she didn’t know if it would taste different after it cooled down.
Today’s atmosphere was especially lively. It felt like they were celebrating Chinese New Year, possibly because they butchered a boar, which symbolized the occasion.
Bai Qingqing kept sneaking bites of food from the pot. By the time Parker was done preparing it, she was already half-full.
When it finally came to the pig’s blood that was meant to nourish her blood, they weren’t sure what to do with it.
“Do I just pour it into the pot?” Parker asked as he scooped out a bowl of blood.
Bai Qingqing quickly stopped him. “No, no, no! The pig’s blood I ate was in cubes. If you pour it in just like that, we’ll just end up with a pot of blood!”
A few drops of blood dripped from the bowl and onto the clean and smooth stone floor. The leopard cubs scrambled forward to lick it.
Curtis said, “I think you should drink it while it’s fresh.”
Bai Qingqing’s face paled as she immediately recalled how he forced her to drink raw blood. She hurriedly shook her head and said, “No, I’d rather die than do that.”
“Cubes. Were they solid? Do I have to add flour and cook it?” Parker guessed. He thought it was odd, but flour was a magical thing that could make food especially delicious. Maybe they had to add that.
Bai Qingqing immediately shook her head. “I remember chicken’s blood can solidify on its own. Maybe we haven’t left it out for long enough?”
Parker hesitantly tried pouring a small amount of blood into the pot. It splattered before quickly solidifying on the surface of the bubbling soup, just like eggs.
Surprise immediately flashed in Bai Qingqing’s eyes. “Yes, just like that. Pour it in, then.”
Parker smiled proudly and poured in the rest of the blood.
The soup slowly stopped bubbling, and cotton-shaped blood clots began to form. Bai Qingqing immediately picked up a piece to eat. It was different from what she imagined, but it still tasted good. She even found it particularly flavorful as it was thin and there were multiple air bubbles.
It seemed like pig’s blood would naturally solidify when cooked. Now that they knew how to prepare it, the remaining pig’s blood was easy to deal with. Parker cooked the blood separately for a while.
This pot of pig’s blood was full of air bubbles as the flames were too large. It was like a large sponge and different from the pig’s blood that Bai Qingqing usually ate.
However, she preferred this one more as the air bubbles added more flavor to it.
“Okay. All the food’s prepared. Quickly go and eat, Qingqing,” Parker urged as if he was avoiding something.
There’s so much good food today. Please don’t remember the intestines, Qingqing.
The intestines had been on Bai Qingqing’s mind for a long time now. How could she forget it? She pointed at the large bowl that Parker purposefully placed in an obscure corner and said, “There’s one more.”
“Ugh… ay!” Parker’s ears drooped as he resignedly washed the pot to stir-fry the intestines.
He purposefully made the intestines slightly more awful-tasting, but with his culinary skills, no matter how slipshod he was, the food looked and tasted good.
He took a sniff. Eh? This actually smells good.
Parker was shocked. He attributed the aroma of the food to his extraordinary culinary skills.
