I'm trapped in a block

Chapter 1000: A Fire in the Ruins
The survivors started a fire in the middle of the ruins.

"Success."

They gathered around the fire, curiously watching the flames growing brighter and brighter.

"Stand further away." Wang Chuan on the side reminded them, and they reluctantly moved away.

"You have already learned how to make a fire. You can do it yourself from now on." Wang Chuan said to Xiao Kong.

"it is good."

Xiaokong stared at the slowly burning fire, his eyes flickering.

"How did you cook the food before?" Wang Chuan asked curiously.

"Let Xiaoyang heat it up, or just eat it raw. Pigweed and roundworms can be eaten raw, but they just don't taste as good as cooked."

"Won't you have diarrhea?"

"If you have diarrhea, just let Xiaolian cure it."

"I see. Then you should be more careful next time." Wang Chuan reminded calmly.

After the "backpack" disappeared, Xiaolian could no longer use her abilities. They became like normal humans. They could not live such a rough life in the future. There were no medical conditions like in normal human society. If they got sick, it would not be so easy to cure.

Wang Chuan seriously reminded Xiaokong several times, asking him to keep an eye on his companions and not let them eat raw food casually. Xiaokong also solemnly agreed.

The fire burns brighter and brighter.

The survivors threw the flammable materials they picked up from the ruins into the fire little by little, and placed the simple pots they had prepared on the fire.

"Where's the food? Bring it here quickly, I'll control the heat! No one knows this better than me!" Xiaoyang shouted excitedly, snatched the metal plate with the ingredients and wanted to pour it directly into the pot.

Fortunately, Wang Chuan stopped him in time.

"Let the pan heat up for a while."

"it is good."

When Xiaoyang saw Wang Chuan, he immediately stopped what he was doing obediently.

Wang Chuan taught them a lot in just a few days, and these survivors admired this teacher very much.

"Have you prepared the round worm juice that I asked you to prepare?" Wang Chuan asked the survivors.

"Ready."

"Okay, I'll show you how to do it. Watch carefully. Next time, you have to follow the steps and wait until the food is ready before eating. Otherwise, you'll get diarrhea. You don't want to get diarrhea, do you?"

"No." The survivors answered in unison, like students answering the teacher's questions in class.

After waiting for the pot to be fully heated, Wang Chuan took the bottle of round worm juice and sprinkled it evenly on the pot, explaining to the survivors around him while sprinkling it.

"The juice of roundworms contains oil. After a period of time, when the water in it evaporates, it can be used as cooking oil. If there is no oil, it is easy to use a pot to cook food unevenly, causing the temperature to stick to the pot or burn."

"Burnt food is not only unpalatable, but also unhealthy. Xiaoyang, you must have overheated food before, right? Didn't it taste terrible?"

Xiaoyang nodded vigorously.

"Oil is a good thing. If the roundworms are heated directly, the fat inside will easily burst out, causing waste. Using the oil temperature to heat evenly will lock in the nutrients inside and make it easier to control the doneness of the food." "Just add this much oil. Now, just wait for the oil to heat up. Don't be in a hurry..."

Wang Chuan waited patiently, and soon the oil in the pot began to boil.

"Xiaoyang, pour the food in. Put the meat first, then the vegetables later. The oil will splash, don't get burned."

Xiao Yang said "It's okay" and rushed to the pot recklessly, pouring all the round worms in his hand into it. As a result, the splashing oil almost scalded him. Fortunately, Wang Chuan had anticipated this situation and pulled him to the back.

"See? Told you to be careful."

Maybe it was because the pot was too hot or because he was embarrassed, but Xiaoyang's face turned red. He nodded weakly and apologized to Wang Chuan.

"No need to apologize. Just be more careful when you cook next time." Wang Chuan instructed seriously and pulled Xiao Yang to the pot so that he could watch the oil bubbling inside with his own eyes.

While Xiaoyang was watching, Wang Chuan took the time to go to the side and pick up a simple spatula.

The spatula was made of metal rods and metal plates picked up from the ruins. In order to insulate the heat, the handle was tied with circles of wire. Although it looked tattered, Wang Chuan weighed it and found it to be quite sturdy.

He nodded to the black-handed girl who was making the spatula.

The girl's hands were still pitch black, but she could no longer use her abilities. She smiled modestly at Wang Chuan, then lowered her head shyly.

Holding the spatula, Wang Chuan returned to the big pot. Xiao Yang was still watching there carefully.

"I'll demonstrate it, and you'll come later."

"Okay." Xiao Yang seemed to have put away his contempt. A focused expression that only appeared in battle appeared on his face, and his eyes were full of "fighting spirit".

Wang Chuan slowly used a spatula to touch the bubbling oil to warm up the spatula. After getting familiar with this simple spatula, he began to stir-fry the round worms inside.

The shells of the insects became slippery after being fried and were difficult to control, but Wang Chuan controlled them completely on the spatula like practicing Tai Chi, making the balls spin regularly in the pan. Each side was heated evenly, and the originally white shells turned a little yellow.

"You come."

Wang Chuan handed the spatula directly to Xiaoyang.

Xiaoyang took it in a daze. He held the spatula, but his hands were shaking a little.

The spatula that looked light was actually so difficult to control. Oil rolled up from time to time, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside. The round worms were slippery, and he couldn't flip them over if he used little force, but he was afraid that they would be thrown out of the pot if he used too much force. Xiaoyang was walking on thin ice, and he was shivering as he imitated Wang Chuan and slowly pushed those light round balls.

"Don't be so timid. This is not a battle. Feel the inertia of the food and let it spin along the curve of the pot. They will naturally roll over due to the impact of the oil. This is much easier than you can control. Relax..."

Wang Chuan comforted Xiaoyang, and Xiaoyang's frown gradually relaxed.

Only then did he realize that he should not "push" the balls. Even if he pushed them, the balls would not roll. He had to give them a force to let them move on their own, and then make timely adjustments to allow the food and the oil to react on their own.

The stiff movements gradually relaxed. Under Wang Chuan's careful guidance, Xiao Yang gradually mastered the skills. This was not a difficult thing to begin with. They had gone through more torturous exercises when they were training their abilities.

Soon, the yellowish surface of the round worms turned golden yellow, and they looked like chocolate balls made of gold.

"Now add the vegetables. Pour the pigweed in along the edge, then use a spatula to move it to the center. Remember to turn sideways to avoid splashing the oil..."

"clear."

At this moment, Xiaoyang's face was full of confidence, his eyes were focused and his mind was not distracted, just like a seasoned chef.

(End of this chapter)