camping shenanigans mingle log; open

[equivocations]

WHO: the Lan-Wuxian-Jiang-Meng family + you!

WHAT: camping shenanigans mingle log! Join the family camp for food, conversation, etc

WHEN: spanning throughout the event in the forest

WHERE: the family camp + surrounding area

NOTES: none right now, will update as needed

Night hunts are practically routine where Lan Xichen's from, at least for cultivators, and exploring an unfamiliar forest with relatively unknown dangers doesn't seem any different just because it's in another world. There certainly seems to be something of a sense of ease as they travel, and then as they set up camp.

During the day, there's a flurry of activity as the camp's occupants drift in and out, setting up or taking down tents, making weapons or food, going off to collect firewood or go hunting or fishing, patrol the area or anything else that needs doing.

In the evening there's a roaring fire to ward off the chill, the scent of cooking food and the sound of conversation.

Someone - quite likely Lan Xichen himself - will invite anyone who happens nearby to come sit down, warm themselves by the fire and have something to eat.

At night, there's likely always someone up on watch who might need company, or who might come to investigate someone nearby.

Comments

[billowing]

Mm, if you could. It's a lot.

[ For one person, mostly because it's very unwieldy. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[He wraps the robes around his waist again and reaches out to take some of the meat.]

Is this going to keep somehow? Or are we going to have to cook it all today?

[billowing]

It won't keep. We will have to cure most of it.

[ And make a lot of soup. Like. A lot. ]

You should eat well today.

[scaredofdogs]

I look forward to it! I will eat so much that I won't have to eat for two days!

[He is perfectly capable of practically eating his weight in food if he has to. He won't let Lan Wangji's hard work go to waste.]

[billowing]

[ Which means that Lan Wangji will try his hardest to make everything taste amazing. They'll have enough food to feed everyone at camp, the staff, and the spirit armies.

He gets started right away, boiling water, basically in a metal pot he'd had to cobble together himself because the one he was provided wasn't big enough.

But this one looks like a cauldron. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[He will help out with whatever Lan Wangji tells him to do. As well as keep the soldiers occupied so that they don't get too rowdy. Occasionally explaining to someone why their numbers in camp have doubled.]

[billowing]

[ As long as he busies himself with the lotus seeds, they should be alright.

In the meantime, Lan Wangji will slice the lotus roots. ]

How thickly does she cut them?

[scaredofdogs]

They are usually pretty thick. [He reaches over and indicates what is normally the thickness he sees in the soup.]

About like that.

[billowing]

[ He nods and makes his cuts. Each of them are a uniform size, so that everyone will get the correct amount in their bowls.

When he's done cutting, the water isn't boiling yet, so he helps Wei Ying with the peeling. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[he admires the plant a little before starting to take out the seeds. Reminiscing about lotus pier and even the plants he had started to grow at the Burial Mounds. It's a nice reminder of home and the good memories more then the bad.

And occasionally he sticks one in his mouth instead of where it should be going.]

[billowing]

[ That's alright. They have plenty of time, and plenty of lotus seeds. He may or may not also peel one, just to shyly offer it to Wei Ying. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[He will happily accept any that Lan Wangji gives him, smiling up at him and remembering his last time at Lotus Pier. He pops the seed in his mouth.]

Are you done with the rest of the soup?

[billowing]

The water is boiling. Then we must blanch the ribs.

[ He's also going to keep the lotus roots wrapped up now that they are cut, or else they will oxidize. Technically he should have waited and I totally forgot. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[This whole process is complicated. He can't believe his senior sister went through all this every time. He has an entirely new appreciation for the effort.]

How long will that take?

[billowing]

The blanching will take ten minutes. Then we must clean the ribs, and the soup will take four hours.

[ It'll take longer than that, probably. Four hours is the minimum. It'll taste better tomorrow. ]

Soup always takes this long, Wei Ying.

[scaredofdogs]

[He collapses backwards onto the ground as if struck.]

This is an all day process..I'm going to starve before then.

[billowing]

You can always have it tomorrow.

We will still make skewers today.

[scaredofdogs]

Ah! That's right! [He pushes himself back up and resumes his task.]

That means I already have something to look forward to tomorrow.

[billowing]

Mm. It does.

[ And there will be plenty of it to eat. Lan Wangji will make sure they both get their fill.

The water starts boiling, so he does do the blanching to help clean the meat from harmful bacterias. ]

[scaredofdogs]

[He yawns as the excitement of the day starts to catch up with him, especially since he has been motionless and peeling seeds for awhile. Being outside and everything they have been doing the last few days is more energy then he has used since coming to the hotel.]

Do I need to do anything to help with the skewers?

[billowing]

Yes.

The spices we picked will need to be toasted and crushed into powder.

[ Otherwise, they won't taste quite as good. ]

Do you think you could do that?

[scaredofdogs]

I can do that. What do we have to crush them with?

[He collects all the plants he had shoved in his robes and adds them to the piles that Lan Wangji collected.]

[billowing]

[ Lan Wangji goes to retrieve a mortar and pestle that

he'd carved himself.

This morning. ]

Here. It's not the best, but we do not have an alternative.

[scaredofdogs]

[Lan Zhan...you're a beast. He takes the items and starts to work at that task.]

Are all the different plants going in the same thing or do we have separate containers for each?

[How the hell did they manage to get all this stuff here...he certainly didn't carry it.]

[billowing]

Just put them separately onto leaves for now. We will have to worry about containers later.

[ They didn't, welcome to the land of your husband makes everything from scratch and I mean everything. ]