Chapter 126
From ancient times, meat that was either cooked with alcohol or steamed was always considered delicious.
"The sharp scent of alcohol removes the gamey smell of the meat, and the gentle heat softens the tough texture."
Just the right ingredients were available.
"So..."
Sugar-catcher tree.
A tree with a bulbous base that swells up like candy. It has both male and female parts, with the leaves growing outside, but the fruit grows inside the swollen trunk. If the fruit, which has a sweet and bitter taste, isn't harvested on time, it begins to rot inside. Depending on various conditions, this fruit mixes with the tree's sap to become vinegar, juice, or fruit wine.
"Yes, this."
Gio pulled out a small porcelain from the basket that Dana had bitten. Dana, who had just run an errand to the ice storage, spat out the basket, and Arjio placed a piece of meat from the Golden Steppe Lamb in her mouth.
The omnivorous cat, who didn’t discriminate, didn’t refuse the raw meat. Unlike regular cats, Dana, an anti-cat with densely lined teeth, enjoyed the meat firmly.
"Impressive."
Lately, it's been growing bigger every day, and I hope it grows like a pig. Then, we’ll have to do at least five rounds of abdominal massages. Gio smiled contentedly.
"The good thing about the sugar-catcher tree is that each tree is aged differently. Maybe that’s why the taste varies a bit. This one... has a definitely stronger scent of the tree."