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The Adventures of Treasure Hunters - 1 season

COMPLETED A small story about adventurers, local history enthusiasts, treasure hunters. They wander around cities, forests, mountains, steppes and deserts, seek metal artifacts and search magnets for historical artifacts and sell some of them at auctions, donate some to museums and keep some in their home collections. They work in archives and funds, second-hand bookkeepers do not forget, they look for old books, road workers and topographic maps of the 17-20 centuries. There is the only main character Fang and his partner Dara. --- English is the same as in other novels. While it is far from good. The approximate number of chapters is from 60 to 100. Updates 3 chapters per week. The number of words is from 600 to more 1200. COMPLETED -------------------------------------------------- This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

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120 Chs

Dara got a hit on the forehead with a spoon

Dara, Fang, the driver already in the darkness arrived at the camp. the car is covered in dust. they are tired and hungry. And in the camp, even with dinner, as the Russians say, the horse did not roll, that is, nothing was ready to eat.

They found such a picture - Baraz fiddling with firewood under the pot, Barno wipes away tears, Agabey scratches his head thoughtfully, Firuz Mirzo yells at everyone, and Li-Ban stares at them all and stupidly smiles.

What happened here?

Shouted at Barno and she was crying? Agаbay cannot help his granddaughter because of respect for his grandfather, but he is against it. Li Ban? Well, Lee-Ban is just probably laughing at these fools. But Baraz does not want to get involved in this mess.

...

Of course, this was not so.

Firuz shouted at the trinity, they say, go wash, you are all dusty, so much so that sand is pouring from you.

...

Having washed, changed clothes, the trinity went to the table ... and there, nothing was. But they wanted something.

At that time, oil was gurgling in the cauldron, and onions were fried until golden. Then came meat, lamb flesh, and internal fat. The meat was overturned and bathed in butter onsen. Acquired a pleasant golden brown tint. Shone. Carrots followed, removed white, and then red. It became soft and fragrant.

Following Firuz-Mirzo added a secret ingredient!

It was carrot juice; on the plain, boiling water was usually added instead of juice. And then there was juice!

The whole mixture began to boil, and then Baraz pulled out a couple of branches, the fire became quieter. Barno added, under the direction of Firuza Mirzo, several heads of garlic, sliced ​​in quarters of fragrant quince. Agabei threw cumin and rosemary. Then Baraz closed the boiler with a large, wooden lid.

All this brew remained - stewed for half an hour - an hour. It was not gas, but firewood. Here you need to be able to work with them. But the food is tastier, more fragrant and more aromatic.

When the lid was opened, the smell was very tasty, Dara wanted to scoop it with a ladle to eat, but then he received a wooden spoon on his forehead from his grandfather. Dara hastily retreated under the giggles of Barno, and the sympathetic glances of the Driver and Fang.

Feruz-Mirzo shouted Dara so that he would not interrupt his appetite before eating.

Dara, rubbing her bruised forehead, silently retreated. He wanted to eat. There was nowhere to go. Therefore, Dara went to drink boiling water with Fang. Boiling water at least somehow temporarily extinguishes hunger, on the other hand, it cleanses blood vessels. As Fang said, boiling water is the most wholesome drink, after pure white water. And cola is poison, sugar and sparkling water, it destroys the liver well. Interestingly, Fang, somewhere drank that cola the maximum dose harmless to humans is 148 ml. But who drinks so much?

Meanwhile, Baraz laid out in a pot, rice, real, snow-white, transparent as rock crystal, Dehra-Dun rice. Then he poured infusion from the best Mashhad Saffron, and rice began to acquire a golden, noble hue. And the smell ?! The distance was amazing!

Spreading the rice, Baraz closed the lid, before throwing some barberry.

After half a year, opening the lid, the baraz made a slide of rice, pierced the rice in twenty places with a spoon with a length of a handle, so that the excess liquid evaporated. When the rice was ready, Baraz pushed a portion of the rice toward the pot and took out a stew, stewed carrots, garlic, quince. Then it was fat, which trembled pleasantly when touched (ah, gastroenterologists would have come running here and said that according to the latest research by British scientists, there is no bad cholesterol in lamb, but in internal fat, I strongly doubt that there is no bad cholesterol If you ate fatty writing, you need to go 10,000 steps and in the morning do not forget to drink - medicine sachets to protect the liver).

Baraz cut the meat, meanwhile, Aghabay beautifully laid out rice on a large dish with a slide. Carrots were placed on top of it, then garlic, and then all were decorated with quince. And then they decorated everything with meat. Positioning it evenly on all sides.

Barno, meanwhile, was cooking - a snack. Green Chinese Radish. She subtly cut her with small cubes and sprinkled with saltwater. Then, taking a bowl, added the cottage cheese which the village brought, diluted it a little with boiling water, salted, pepper, chopped greens finely. It turned out a snack.