Delicious or Nutritious

After answering the question, Yao Wei seemed to lose interest in talking further.

Seeing this, Lu Xi'an didn't continue the topic.

He then produced some more good stuff, which was salt he had obtained in Mo Zhou City before.

He still had salt he brought from Wanhu Village in Dongmen County, but that was for his daily use. When he needed it, he only used a tiny bit and was reluctant to use more, so it wasn't from the same batch as this salt.

This salt, a considerable amount, was packed in a plastic bag and belonged to a member of the Wolf Gang.

That gang member carried it with him. When Lu Xi'an shot him dead with a submachine gun, a cleaver fell from his hand. The cleaver had been used for years and was in disrepair, full of nicks, but the man was still reluctant to throw it away. He was likely the Wolf Gang's cook.

It was estimated that this much salt was meant to supply the entire Wolf Gang. Now, it all belonged to Lu Xi'an.

Yao Wei was slightly stunned by Lu Xi'an's generosity.

Lu Xi'an smiled and said, "You have to treat yourself well. I need to eat too."

"Thanks."

Yao Wei mumbled her thanks and took the salt.

She began to wash the meat with water, doing so very carefully, afraid of wasting even a drop.

After washing, she skewered the meat onto wooden racks and sprinkled it with salt.

The salt wasn't hers, so she was reluctant to use too much, wanting to save more for Lu Xi'an.

After salting, she took out a lighter and ignited the firewood Lu Xi'an had already chopped and stacked under the roasting rack.

She also had a lighter, saving Lu Xi'an the trouble of taking his out.

Lu Xi'an wanted to help, but he found that he was far less efficient than Yao Wei. He couldn't help and instead disrupted her rhythm, so he wisely stepped aside.

Seeing Yao Wei working diligently, he went to busy himself with other things.

He summoned the Mechanical Dog, picked it up, held its metal leg, and examined it closely. Lu Xi'an confirmed that there were screws at the paw and a gear mechanism, which could be removed with a screwdriver and a wrench. Whether the wheels could be attached would have to be tested later.

The reason he wasn't testing it now was mainly because the Doggy had other tasks to perform.

Lu Xi'an had set up two rows of meat racks, and Yao Wei had skewered all the meat, hanging a full two rows over the fire.

This woman's skill was superb; she had meticulously separated the bones and meat, and cut the meat into small pieces. This was to ensure it was roasted well and sterilized thoroughly.

Lu Xi'an then assigned the Doggy to her.

As she flipped the racks to roast the meat, the Doggy continuously scanned the roasting meat on the racks with its dog eyes.

"Follow the Doggy's lead later. If it confirms the meat is ready, then it's ready," Lu Xi'an told Yao Wei. "The Doggy can scan for parasites and toxins in the meat, confirming if the meat quality is okay. This way, we can accurately control the heat, cook the meat thoroughly, and avoid burning it."

Yao Wei's gaze towards the Doggy flickered with envy once more.

It was so good to have a Mechanical Dog like this!

However, she had another question for Lu Xi'an: "How do I read its eyes?"

These six words were clearly forced out, not spoken spontaneously like her previous remark.

Lu Xi'an said, "Just see if its eyes are glowing."

Yao Wei nodded, then repeatedly flipped the meat rack, waiting for the Doggy's eyes to glow.

Lu Xi'an went to chop more firewood to prevent running out.

This new skill, which he had gradually mastered after arriving in this world, had now become second nature.

Lu Xi'an felt that with this firewood-chopping skill alone, he could be considered a master in a wuxia world.

But unfortunately, this wasn't a wuxia world. Everyone he had seen so far used guns.

And he also used guns—though his aim wasn't accurate.

After chopping a pile of firewood and carrying it back, Lu Xi'an saw that the Doggy's eyes were glowing, and Yao Wei was taking down the roasted meat.

Seeing Lu Xi'an return, Yao Wei handed him a piece of the roasted pork first before eating herself.

The meat was roasted tender and thoroughly, though it didn't taste great.

But it was acceptable; at least it was edible.

It was important to note that initially, the Doggy only cared if the food was poisonous or edible, not if it was cooked. Lu Xi'an had trained it for a long time before it finally became like this.

In a world with such scarce resources, this was already quite good.

After all, it at least had some saltiness and was cooked.

There were times in the past, when firewood and fire were scarce, that Lu Xi'an had eaten raw, cold wild game.

The two silently chewed their meat, neither speaking.

After each of them had eaten two pieces of meat, Lu Xi'an suggested, "Should we roast the rest a bit longer? Roasting it to ten-tenths cooked would be tastier."

Yao Wei frowned and said, "Wasteful."

It seemed she also understood something about how to retain nutrients in meat.

Lu Xi'an smiled and said, "You should treat yourself well. Being kind to your taste buds can keep your spirits up.

"We've already replenished enough fat and protein for this meal. It's better to roast the remaining meat thoroughly and enjoy it to the fullest.

"We can't store this meat anyway."

The weather here was extremely volatile, getting colder one day and hotter the next, making it truly unsuitable for long-term meat preservation.

Yao Wei hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn't insist on her original plan. She roasted the remaining meat thoroughly until it was sizzling with oil and exuded a charred aroma.

"That's enough,"

Lu Xi'an reminded Yao Wei.

Yao Wei then stopped.

Eating it now, the texture and flavor were completely different. The charred aroma mixed with the rendered oil and salt made their appetites soar, and Lu Xi'an and Yao Wei quickly devoured the roasted meat.

After finishing, Lu Xi'an couldn't help but sigh, "If only we had cumin."

"What?"

Yao Wei asked. She didn't understand the word.

"It's a type of seasoning. If there's a chance in the future, I'll let you try it."

Lu Xi'an replied.

Yao Wei didn't say anything, choosing to ignore it.

Lu Xi'an's words were no different from empty promises to her.

There was a lot of meat on the Wild Boar, and both of them were full, with about half of it remaining.

Yao Wei and Lu Xi'an tidied up together, loading the meat and other tools into the car.

As long as the weather wasn't too hot, the meat could be preserved for a while longer, making it fine to eat tonight or tomorrow.

Lu Xi'an casually remarked, "It would be great if the weather suddenly turned cold. This meat could be preserved for longer."

He said it casually. If the weather truly turned cold, it would only benefit the preservation of the pork, while everything else would be at a disadvantage.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly swept in, rustling through the trees and blowing down quite a few leaves.

It stung their faces as it blew.

Lu Xi'an quickly took out a thick jacket from his backpack and put it on, saying speechlessly, "Am I that influential? When will the heavens drop some supplies? I'm not asking for much, just a bit more Canned Food would be great."

This was practically wishful thinking, and of course, it had no effect.

Yao Wei took out the leather jacket she had tied around her waist yesterday from the car and put it on, unable to resist muttering, "You jinx..."