The Adventures of Treasure Hunters – 1 season - Chapter 95：At the Base, meanwhile, cooked food

They were going … the sun was setting, painting the steppe in red tones. Riding at night in the mountains is a bad idea. Therefore, throwing things in gin, the trinity rushed to the base. The car was thrown on bumps, shook, dust was knocked out by pillars from under the wheels.

Passed the mountains, left the steppe and rushed back to the mountains, the sun suddenly went beyond the horizon. It became dark. Night in the mountains comes suddenly.

Surprisingly, the driver did not turn on additional road lighting. To Fang’s surprised look, the driver only smiled.

He was a pro, knew how to drive almost in the dark, which was required by the specifics of his past work. Ride in the dark so that the potential enemy could not detect the car on the burning headlights.

The interesting experience of his work came in handy now, at a new job!

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Base camp.

Barno cried. Tears poured down her sweet chubby cheeks. She was not sad or joyful. Barno could hardly restrain her acrid tongue behind her tightly clenched teeth. She was annoyed. For another five minutes, Barno enjoyed LEA music – Heimweh Nach sup, but the case kicked Agabay.

And it’s okay, but Firuz Mirzo saw it. He shook his head disapprovingly and grunted under his breath – “this is already modern youth, it doesn’t respect the old people at all!

Agabay, lost his face. therefore, although he loved his granddaughter very much, in order to somehow save his face, he had to show firmness of character. He punished Barno.

Now she was peeling and cutting onions, tears flowed from her eyes, and Barno could not even curse properly. Since it was impossible to do this in public, so as not to drop the honor and dignity of the family!

A little at a distance, at the table, Baraz stood, he smiled, holding back a laugh. Baraz was carving a ram.

While the three tricks were shaking in the car, preliminary work on the preparation of the pilaf was in full swing at the base.

It was a special, old recipe, therapeutic pilaf, to improve vision, cure anemia, give strength, and enhance immunity.

This recipe was known to the highlanders; in the valley, such a recipe was not even known. Pilav contained a secret, earlier to get this secret, Prince Small-An paid 1000 gold coins! And now they knew about this recipe, only the inhabitants of three gorges in the Svet Mountains and 12 mountain gorges of the Pamirs.

Previously, they were ready to pay money for this recipe, but now many highlanders are taking it. This became their means to lure tourists, to taste regional cuisine. While in the valley they come up with new recipes, passing them off as old and traditional. The mountains already have their recipe, now they sell it for only $ 40, they train at the expense of price.

But three sly foxes. have long known this recipe.

Barno, tearfully sliced ​​onions. Baraz prepared the meat, Agabei chopped onions and under the fine guidance of General Feruza, the cooking began.

Mountain gorge. Its the middle. Floodplain. A small but turbulent river flows below. Floodplain. Mint turns green. From it on the south side, there is a short distance to the first terrace, three meters, then there is a high slope of the beginning of the second terrace. Height is 5 meters. On the second terrace, 100 meters wide. There are two houses. Now no one lives in them. Families from the valley arrive in June and remain until the beginning of October. These are their native places, but in winter, spring and late autumn, living in the mountains, with a minimum of comfort, they have already lost the habit. But at the same time, they try not to forget the places of their ancestors.

On the north side, the floodplain is 40 meters wide, then it smoothly passes to the first terrace with a width of 70 meters. There the camp of Firuza and Company was located. And above begins the second terrace with a height of 1.5 meters and a width of 80 meters. There are three houses on it. Highlanders live in them. They guard their land. Hazel, almond, pistachio, medicinal herbs. So they live.

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Firuz: “Hey, add the fire Baraz to the cauldron.” “See if the oil is pierced enough?”

Baraz: “Yes, sir. Everything pierced quite well!”

Firuz: “Throw the onion, fry it until golden.”

Baraz: “Sir! I understand.” Baraz himself skillfully cooks, but with the eldest, he shows the usual oriental politeness. In the East, the part where Dara lived, to settle well in society, one does not need to be smart, honest, efficient. Not. More important is to be silent, to be obedient, to smile broadly, never to go against the will of elders, to be faithful and to be loyal. And everything else will come later.