Above The Sky (Yin Tianshen Yin) Chapter 7: cooked rice

After a hard day, I naturally have a big appetite.

Ian came to the kitchen. There are some leftover ingredients in the kitchen and cupboards.

For example, a piece of jerky that is probably dried venison and a lot of salted fish, a small pot of maroon sea salt, a small bowl of berries that smell very sour, and a small bag hidden deep in the cabinet. wheat bag.

When my uncle came home, he also brought back a piece of fresh fish, probably as an extra meal for himself for dinner today.

For the feudal society, just having a lot of meat was considered very rich, even luxurious.

If you think about it, it's not surprising.

After all, on the continent of Terra, the physical fitness of human beings is far better than that of ordinary people in the Middle Ages on Earth. Everyone can be regarded as a strong man when they become adults, with higher productivity and better living standards.

"Not bad, it seems that we can make some delicious food."

Ian is not welcome, although uncle is dead, but the fish must not be spoiled.

This fish is still fresh, and has been cut open to remove its internal organs. He set up a pot on the stove, filled the pot with water, and then used the stored tinder to ignite the straw and dry sawdust.

After the fire was strong, I added some firewood I chopped, and Ian threw in the dried meat that had been cleaned of oil and dust on the surface, boiled it with water, and then went to the side to deal with the fish scales.

Amidst the sound of the water gradually boiling, he crushed a few berries that tasted like lemons, spread the juice all over the fish body, and then coated a layer of gravy and salt, skewered it with a wooden stick, and put it on the fish. Slow roasted in front of the stove.

Gradually, the aroma came. The outside of the squid has been crispy, but the inside is still very tender. Googling and tossing in the pan.

Having a steaming pot of broth and grilled fish is a total treat on this night of exorcism.

Ian has always believed that everything can be done casually, but when it comes to eating, it can be finer and finer.

"It should be almost there!"

Seeing that the heat was enough, Ian took down the grilled fish. He took a bite and his tongue was burned immediately, but then he narrowed his eyes and chewed vaguely: "Well, it tastes good!"

Although the taste of grilled fish is a bit bitter due to the lack of spices and the salt is not refined enough, the taste is indeed crispy and distinct, and the pure protein is chewed into the stomach, and the satisfaction is incomparable.

After taking a few mouthfuls of grilled fish, Ian scooped up another spoonful of broth and drank it down.

The venison jerky stew soup is honestly too thick, the taste is a little hard, and the fat is not too much, but it is very chewy and is also an important source of nutrition. The scalding gravy is full of original energy flavor, as well as the charred umami flavor produced by Maillard reaction.

Seriously swallowing the precious nutrients into his stomach, Ian even had the illusion that his body was rapidly absorbing all the nutrients in the food and converting them into the physical strength and growth energy of this body.

Maybe it's not an illusion.

Ian thought about it, and took a bite of the fish.

Humans on Terra are not earthlings after all. Their bodies are extremely strong, and it is completely understandable that they have better digestion and absorption capabilities.

But for himself, perhaps because of the awakening of psionic energy, he now feels that his body is open to all kinds of nutrition sources, completely absorbing them!

It's just that instinct and common sense tell him that no matter how strong the digestion ability is for ordinary Terran people, it is impossible for them to start recovering their physical strength after eating food for more than ten seconds like what he is doing now.

Ian can now almost clearly feel that his cells are jumping for joy, and all the tissues and organs in his body are absorbing nutrients, and this desire is close to hunger and thirst, which makes his heart beat faster, his breathing is rapid, and his blood is rushing. The body surges downward, delivering oxygen and nutrients to the end of the blood vessels.

"In the past, I couldn't eat so much meat, but now, I just fill my hunger, far from being full."

Feeling his body absorbing nutrients and chewing the food in his mouth, Ian thought deeply.

Thinking of Ossenna's deformed right leg, he couldn't help frowning: "That's also very strange, would tumors appear there in ordinary people? Physical distortions of this level rarely appear even if genetic modification fails."

"Psychic power and other powers may be involved? In short, the true power of the Terra people should be far more than the surface I know."

As for the abnormalities in his body, Ian may be able to roughly guess one or two.

Leaving aside elements such as Terra's spiritual power, a similar situation has occurred to the genetic adjusters on Earth.

In the age of stars on the earth, everyone has undergone genetic modification, and everyone is a little superman to the human beings in the past. limit state.

However, all kinds of powerful genetic organs, strengthened muscles, and toughened bones all need nutrients, even special nutrients, to develop and mature.

After testing, if a perfect genetic adjuster cannot consume a large amount of protein and carbohydrates in his childhood, all his genetic organs will be delayed in development, or even stop growing completely.

In this way, the original superman becomes a mortal.

Naturally, genetic adjusters who have not successfully developed are still stronger than ordinary humans, but they are still only in the category of mortals.

Ian thinks that many ordinary people in the Terra continent may be in a similar situation.

They have a lot of potential in them, but because of the social system or insufficient productivity, ordinary Terrans cannot fully tap the potential in their bodies.

"Terra people in the past should be a kind of creature that is far more powerful than the current Terra people. It may be genetically modified, or it may be some kind of magical creature, psychic creature, and the nouns are changed at will, but the meaning behind it is the same. .”

"However, due to various reasons such as the severance of spiritual energy, the cessation of the magic tide, a world-class nuclear war, or climate change, or even a meteorite falling, the civilization of the past lost its productivity guarantee. It maintains the characteristics of the former high race, but loses the relevant power."

Just guessing at will, Ian didn't think about it, he just put his old earth situation in a different world.

He has watched a lot of novels and movies, so he will naturally guess more about the possibility, but these are not important.

"It's better to be full than not to be full, whether it's magic or psionic power, or something else, that's absolutely true."

Chewing the venison in his mouth carefully, staring at the boiling gravy and bubbles in the pot, Ian's heart is like a mirror: "Nutritional intake in childhood will greatly affect future growth, and eating more is always right. Even ordinary people must supplement enough nutrients to become strong."

"My psychic ability can find most of the hidden special resources and materials in this world. This is the source of future wealth and the guarantee of life."

Thinking of this, he bit off the crispy fish bone in his mouth. Ian crunched the fish bone and swallowed it.

He looked solemn: "The premise is that I can grow up safely and get enough nutrition."

"Every meal is important and precious."

Being sure of this made him even more open to eating.

Soon, eat and drink enough.

Ian, who had fully recovered his strength, stood up.

He opened his 'foreseeing horizon' again.