Chief don't slap in the face

"Oye!"

Sigo cheered: "I want to eat ten!"

"no problem!"

Xia Ye didn't plan to go home today because he had to make some preparations.

Although the strawberries are not yet harvest time, they can't wait any longer. The blood survival test is about to begin. When I come back next time, they won't be harmed by voles, and they will rot in the ground.

"Strawberry compote? What's that?"

Song Guo was carrying a basket, picking strawberries and asking questions.

"A snack that is even more delicious than candied haws!"

With brown sugar, you can naturally make a lot of sweets, and all kinds of candied fruit can definitely make those women swallow their tongues.

However, I don't sell it myself!

"Ah?"

The saliva of the womb fruit immediately gushed out, the candied haws was the most delicious snack she had ever eaten, and that strawberry candied was even more delicious than it?is that a lie?

With delicious food, there will be motivation. The little womb fruit in the skin of a little black bear works very quickly, and it doesn't feel tired at all. Xia Ye persuaded it several times, and child labor is not so squeezed.

"Have a rest?"

Xia Ye felt distressed.

"No!"

Xiao Siguo wants to eat candied fruit as soon as possible.

Seeing that the little girl was thirsty and drinking water, Xia Ye suddenly thought that there is another kind of snack that can be made, and strawberries are the raw material!

Chapter 47 Candied Hearts

In the workshop, Xia Ye poured the harvested strawberries into a large stone pot and soaked them in salt water for half an hour, which could kill the small bugs that could not be washed off.

"Such a waste!"

Seeing that the pure white salt was just used up like this, Song Guo licked his lips, grabbed Xia Ye's hand, and refused to let him put any more salt.

"Haha, let's go, I'll take you to the storage room!"

There are several caves under the rock wall that seems to be carved by knives and axes, and six nests of spring swallows have already made their homes in it. Xia Ye walked into the first one on the left with the womb fruit.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Condensed water beads fell from the ceiling of the cave, making a crisp sound in the quiet cave.

"Ah!"

A drop of cool water happened to fall on the back of Sigo's neck, which made her shiver, it was so cold!

Soon, a row of well-made oak barrels came into view, neatly stacked in the corner.

Xia Ye found the wooden barrel engraved with 'No. [-]' and shook it. Since it was sealed, he didn't know the specific conditions inside, but he was about to open the barrel. This time he participated in the blood survival trial, and he had to bring some there.

"sugar cane!"

Seeing Xia Ye dug out a bundle of sugar cane from the cellar, Siang Guo smiled sweetly, picked one up, tore off the skin with her small white teeth, and took a big bite.

Crunch!Crunch!

Juice overflows in the mouth.

It is called a cellar, that is to say, several regular square pits were dug on the ground, straw mats were laid, and more than 20 clay pots the size of watermelons were stacked inside.

Xia Ye took out one, pulled out the straight survival knife in the boot shaft, removed the yellow mud used to seal it, and opened the cover.

"Wow!"

Song Guo exclaimed, and the sugar cane in her mouth fell out. Under the light of the torch, she saw that the jar was full of salt, as white as snow powder.

Xia Ye dipped a little bit with his fingers, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, it hasn't been spoiled by moisture!"

Gum!

Song Guo swallowed hard, and couldn't take his eyes off the snow salt. He grew up so big, and he had never seen so much salt, and the quality was so high.

You know, let alone a can, half a can is enough for a tribe to start a war against the tribe that owns it.

and many more!

Song Guo subconsciously turned her head and stared at the more than 20 watermelon clay pots, her lips trembling a little: "Big brother, these... can't all... be snow salt?"

"Snow Salt? That's a good name! Not all of them!"

Xia Ye smiled, took out another one and opened it.

"Oh!"

Song Guo patted her small chest that was as flat as a fish, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, not all of them, otherwise she would go crazy with happiness!

There are so many pure white snow salts, not to mention eating, it is a kind of enjoyment to look at it every day. Little Loli picked up the watermelon clay pot, and was about to smell the smell of happiness at a close distance, when she heard the second half of Xia Ye's sentence talk.

"A third of it is brown sugar!"

Song Guo's small hands trembled and almost dropped the watermelon jar, what?brown sugar?The little loli rushed to the front of the jar immediately, bared her teeth, stared around fiercely like a hound guarding food, and touched the weapon at the same time.

Xia Ye raised his hand and flicked it on the back of Xiao Songguo's forehead: "What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

"Protect Brown Sugar!"

The womb fruit is justified, the brown sugar water is the best water she has ever drunk, sweeter than honey, and the candied haws are the most delicious snacks she has ever eaten, so for her, brown sugar is something that needs to be protected like life , anyone who wants to snatch her away can only step over her corpse.

"What to protect? I have already planted sugar cane, and when it is harvested in autumn, I will continue to boil brown sugar!"

Xia Ye messed up little Lolita's hair. In this era, it is sad to think about it. Brown sugar can become a desperate material.

"Oh!"

Song Guo was still worried, even though she was squatting beside the pot, her eyes were still fixed on the brown sugar that was like fine sand.

Suck!Suck!

An aroma of sugar lingered in the nose, making the little loli's saliva profusely secrete.