American Landowners: Starting with Hunting in Alaska

Chapter 79 Food and the Pre-Operation Plan (Please Subscribe)

The knife tip pried open the back shell of the spotted shrimp, and a black vein was completely removed.

Su Wei's hand was very steady.

[Cooking Module LV3] gives him a keen sense of taste and allows him to accurately control the structure of ingredients.

The spotted prawns were large, with translucent flesh and a cool, thawed feel.

Su Wei didn't cut off the shrimp heads, so the shrimp roe inside was very fresh, which is the key to this dish.

After processing the shrimp, he started working on the two hooked squid.

The meat of this squid is very coarse; if it's not prepared properly, it will taste like chewing on a leather belt.

Suwei held the knife at an angle and made fine cross-shaped cuts on the inside of the squid, controlling the depth of each cut to two-thirds of the thickness of the flesh. This way, he could cut through the tough fibers without cutting the flesh.

"Thump, thump, thump."

The sound of the knife blade hitting the cutting board was rhythmic.

The sliced ​​squid rings were thrown into ice water with ginger slices and cooking wine to soak.

Taking advantage of this time, Su Wei started heating oil in a wok.

Cut the tomatoes into small pieces and sauté them in hot oil until they release their red juices.

The red salmon fillets are cut into bite-sized pieces, skin side down, and pan-fried until golden brown to lock in the oil.

Boiling water was poured into the pot, and with a "sizzle," white steam rose up carrying a rich, sour aroma.

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard coming from the living room.

There was also the fox's anxious "whimpering".

Su Wei didn't turn around, but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

He turned the heat down, covered the pot and let the soup simmer slowly, then turned around and started making the most troublesome dish: stir-fried prawns.

High heat, lots of oil.

Drained prawns slide into the pot, their shells instantly turning from bluish-gray to red.

Su Wei tossed the wok around, the heavy iron pan moving with ease in his hands. The high temperature brought out the shrimp oil, filling the air with the aroma of charred shrimp.

He added an extra spoonful of sugar to the sauce.

The winters in Kodiak are too cold, and the body needs sugar and calories.

It's also a seasoning; Emily prefers a sweeter flavor.

Finally, there were the squid rings.

Coat with starch, dip in egg wash, and then roll in breadcrumbs.

When the oil is about 60% hot, put it in the pan.

Golden bubbles rose rapidly as the squid rings floated and sank in the oil.

The meat, which was originally soft and limp, quickly curled up and became plump after being heated.

Three dishes and two bowls of rice.

Su Wei turned off the fire and plated the dish.

A line of light blue text popped into view.

Cooking complete. Quality: Excellent.

[Gain +15 Life Skills and +15 Cooking Skills.]

[Triggering the simple dietary supplement effect:]

1. Warming effect (trace amount): Within two hours after consumption, the body's resistance to cold is increased by 5%.

2. Accelerated Healing (Trace Amount): High protein content and specific cooking methods activate cell activity, increasing wound healing speed by 8% for up to six hours.

Su Wei glanced at the effects of "Healing Acceleration" and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

This tomato and red salmon soup was worth cooking; it produced a decent bonus.

He took out another stainless steel bowl containing chopped sockeye salmon scraps and two peeled raw spotted shrimp, which was to be served to Marshmallow.

Step out of the kitchen.

The rich aroma instantly filled the entire living room.

Emily was scrolling through short videos on her phone when she smelled the odor, and her phone almost hit her face.

She sat up abruptly, wincing in pain.

I got up too quickly and bumped my foot, which hurt a little.

"Slow down," Su Wei said, placing the tray on the coffee table. "Nobody's going to take it from you."

The marshmallow had been spinning around non-stop, its fluffy tail tickling Suwei's calves.

Only after Suwei placed its food bowl in the corner did the white fox plunge into the bowl, happily smacking its lips.

Emily stared at the dishes on the coffee table.

The stir-fried prawns are bright red, with a thick sauce clinging to their shells, and are sprinkled with green scallions.

(Reference - Fried Shrimp)

The fried squid rings were piled up like a small mountain, with a dish of white tartar sauce next to them.

(Reference - Fried squid rings)

In the very center is that bowl of soup.

The tomatoes were stewed until soft, the soup was a rich, reddish-brown color, and the pink salmon meat was half-floating and half-sinking in it, still steaming.

(Reference - Salmon and Tomato Soup)

"This really is—you bought it at that run-down dock?" Emily sniffed and swallowed.

"The ingredients are just the foundation." Su Wei handed her the bowl of rice. "Try it."

Emily picked up her chopsticks.

Her chopsticks technique is very standard, more skilled than many Chinese people.

Because she really loves Chinese food.

The first target was the largest spotted shrimp.

The shrimp was heavy when I picked it up with my chopsticks.

Ignoring the heat, she stuffed it directly into her mouth.

"Click."

First comes the crispy shrimp shell, followed by the firm and chewy shrimp meat.

Biting into the shrimp meat releases a burst of sweet, savory juices mixed with sauce, which explode on the tongue.

This umami flavor is the taste of the sea itself, locked inside this bite of meat by the intense heat.

Emily's eyes widened instantly.

She didn't speak, chewing quickly, her cheeks puffed out like a hamster.

After swallowing it, she sighed contentedly.

"Suwei—" She licked the sauce off her lips, her voice a little muffled, "If those guys in the guild knew you were a better cook than a gunman, they'd definitely kidnap you and make you their chef."

"That's a different price." Suwei served himself a bowl of soup.

He took a sip. The sweet and sour flavor was just right, and the oil from the fish had completely dissolved into the soup.

After a sip of hot soup, a warm current flowed into my stomach, and I felt the wind outside seemed to lessen.

Su Wei felt her nerves, which had been tense all day, relax a little.

Emily has already started making her move on the calamari rings.

She picked up a golden ring and dipped it in tartar sauce.

"Crunch."

The breadcrumbs were very crispy, but the squid meat inside was exceptionally tender.

It has no fishy smell at all, and it's not tough; instead, it has a faint milky aroma.

Paired with sweet and sour tartar sauce to cut through the richness, eating this high-calorie fried food feels especially satisfying.

"This squid—" Emily stared at the bitten opening, which had beautiful cross-shaped cuts on it, "Did you perform surgery on it?"

"To let the flavor penetrate, and also to break down the fibers." Suvi picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth. The red salmon meat was very firm, and the more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. "Don't just eat fried food, drink the soup. Tomatoes are good for your bones."

"Okay, okay, you really are like a worried mother." Emily rolled her eyes, but still obediently served the soup.

The moment the hot soup touched her lips, her brow relaxed.

"This soup has a... very special feeling." She held the bowl, her cheeks slightly flushed from the steam. "After drinking it, the area where my leg was broken seems to be less itchy."

Su Wei paused for a moment.

The Healing Acceleration effect works so quickly?

"It's psychological," he said calmly. "Eat more meat; bones need calcium and protein to grow."

What followed was a long period of silence.

The only sounds were chewing, drinking soup, and licking the bottom of the bowl with marshmallows.

The wind outside the window was blowing harder and harder, making the window frame rattle.

Fortunately, it didn't snow at all today.

The soundproofing in the old apartment wasn't very good; the wind sounded sharp, like a whistle.

But this actually made the room feel more peaceful.

Under the warm yellow light, the steam from the food wafted between the two of them.

Su Wei looked at the blonde girl across from him, who was engrossed in eating, and began to plan for tomorrow.

Blake's intelligence, the poachers' movements, and the matter of the Roosevelt deer—

A shrimp with sauce was placed in his bowl.

Suwei raised his head.

Emily was biting the tip of her chopsticks, watching him.

"Don't always frown." She pointed to Su Wei's brow. "Think of happy things when you eat. Like this shrimp, it sacrificed itself for you, so you should eat it happily."

Suwei looked at the shrimp in the bowl.

"I'm thinking about tomorrow's operation," he said. "That poacher might have a standard-issue weapon."

"That's for tomorrow." Emily picked up another squid ring and shoved it into Su Wei's mouth. "It's eight o'clock in the evening now. You're my tenant. Your job is to have dinner with the landlord, not to think about how to fight those desperados."

Suwei looked at her.

Those blue eyes shone brightly under the light, and it didn't seem like they were joking.

He opened his mouth and bit into the squid ring.

It's both crisp and tender.

"Is it good?" Emily asked, a smug smile on her face.

"Not bad," Su Wei chewed, "The oil temperature could be a little higher."

"A picky man." Emily snorted, shoveling the last piece of red salmon into her own bowl. "This one's mine; consider it a down payment on the rent."

Su Wei did not argue with her.

He peeled the shrimp and put it back in Emily's bowl.

"After this meal, we'll start eating compressed biscuits tomorrow," Suwei said. "Blake is giving us very little time."

"Then you should eat even more." Emily shoveled every last grain of rice out of her bowl, leaving not a single drop of soup.

Ten minutes later.

All that remained on the table were empty plates and a pile of shrimp shells.

Emily slumped back onto the sofa without any regard for her image and let out a burp.

The cotton candy was so full that its belly was round and chubby. It lay on its back on the carpet to digest, its white belly showing.

Su Wei got up and cleared the dishes.

"Just leave it there, I'll wash it later." Emily waved her hand lazily. "Even though it's rent, you've already done more than enough."

"I'm not used to leaving dirty dishes overnight." Su Wei picked up the tray and went into the kitchen.

The sound of flowing water rang out again.

Emily turned her head and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist. Beneath that gray sweater, the muscles in her back rippled slightly with her movements.

Suddenly, she realized that her broken leg didn't hurt so much anymore.

"Suwei," she suddenly called out.

"Hmm?" Su Wei's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the crisp sound of plates clattering together.

"That poacher—" Emily grabbed a cushion and hugged it, resting her chin on it. "Blake said it was a doe?"

"Yes." Suwei turned off the tap, shook the water droplets off her hands, and said, "She was pregnant. The poachers only took the deer head and hide, leaving the meat to rot in the snow."

Emily's fingers gripped the tassels of the cushion tightly.

As a master's student in animal behavior, she knew better than anyone what this meant.

"Grab him." Emily's voice lowered, her fingers tightening around the cushion. "Suvius, grab that bastard. Don't let him get away."

Su Wei dried his hands and walked out of the kitchen.

He walked to the window and slightly pulled back the curtains.

The outside world had turned completely white.

The lantern swayed in the gale, its light blurred by the blizzard.

There was no one on the street, except for the distant lighthouse with its red aviation warning lights flashing in the wind and snow.

He remembered what Blake had told him.

For a hunter, morality is more important than gunnery.

Su Wei's eyes turned cold.

He loosened the curtains, and the fabric once again covered the snow and wind.

He turned around and looked at Emily on the sofa.

"rest assured.

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