Siheyuan: 10,000 times the experience critical hit, the birds are panicking

Seeing this scene, Jiang Bo suddenly remembered the TV series "Red Sorghum" that he watched in his previous life.

"The wine I brew from this sorghum is definitely not worse than Jiuer from Gaomi County."

He went to look at the peanuts he had planted last time.

The last time he looked, the peanut leaves were still emerald green, but now they have turned noticeably yellow.

Especially the leaves in the middle and lower parts, some of them have fallen off.

"This means that the peanuts are ripe and can be picked."

Ever since he read the book about planting in the library that day, the knowledge seemed to be automatically imprinted in Jiang Bo's mind.

He can now tell whether the crops are ripe just by looking at their condition.

He pulled one out at random, and the yellow-brown peanut pods looked like a string of small bells.

Jiang Bo picked one and squeezed the shell.

The shell is very hard and looks really ripe.

With force from his fingers, the shell split into two halves, revealing the purple peanut skin inside.

He pinched one and put it in his mouth.

Raw peanuts have a crisp texture and a light sweet taste. If you chew them carefully, you can taste the unique mellow texture of peanuts, and a hint of earthy aroma if you taste them carefully.

Jiang Bo weighed the peanuts in his hand and an idea came to his mind.

Nowadays, apart from meat, what people lack most in their diet is oil!

If these peanuts are pressed into oil, they will be even more popular than the peanuts themselves!

He had the impression that there were all kinds of machines in the panel, maybe an oil pressing machine.

He quickly opened the properties panel.

After searching in the inventory for a while, I found the oil press.

However, the oil press requires 350 points.

“Exchange now!”

Jiang Bo exchanged 350 points for the oil press without hesitation.

Soon, a huge machine appeared in the room on the side of the yard.

It takes up half the size of the house.

Jiang Bo walked closer and took a look.

“It’s actually a fully automatic oil press! And it also comes with a shelling machine!”

“These points are well spent!”

In other words, the entire oil extraction process can be completed by just pressing a few buttons.

This kind of fully automatic oil press does not exist in this era.

At that time, people still used old-fashioned oil presses without modern control systems.

In addition, the temperature and pressure during the oil pressing process are difficult to control, and the quality of the resulting oil is relatively poor.

Jiang Bo thought about it, and the ripe peanuts in the yard were automatically harvested.

The collected peanuts are transported by the conveyor belt and quickly arrive at the shelling machine.

After a while of fiddling with the shelling machine, the peanut shells were quickly peeled off.

The crop output in Jiangbo Space is guaranteed. All the peanuts are strong and plump, without a single bad fruit.

After being fried in the stir-fry oven and fragrant, it enters the fully automatic oil press.

Jiang Bo pressed the button.

Soon, the air was filled with a rich aroma of oil!

Jiang Bo couldn't help but take a sip, "It smells so good!"

Soon, the squeezed oil was automatically stored in ceramic jars.

In that era, due to the limitations of the conditions at the time, people generally used ceramic jars or glass bottles to store oil rather than plastic bottles.

The waste after oil extraction, along with peanut shells and remaining branches and leaves, are automatically turned into fertilizer by the system and sent back to the peanut fields.

After some operations, Jiang Bo didn't have to spend much effort and the entire space was automatically restored to cleanliness and tidiness.

The production efficiency is amazing!

Jiang Bo picked some tomatoes and cucumbers, took a few eggs, and came out of the space with a can of freshly squeezed peanut oil.

It was already getting dark by then.

He planned to heat up the steamed buns he brought back from the convenience canteen at noon, and then use the ingredients he brought out from the space to make two simple dishes.

Chop some green onions and garlic, then cut the tomatoes into pieces.

Heat oil in a pan.

Beat three or five eggs and pour them into the hot oil pan.

"Fuck!"

The aroma of burnt eggs immediately wafted out.

He moved the iron spatula up and down a few times and scooped out the fried eggs.

Then pour some oil into the pan, sprinkle with chopped green onion and minced garlic, pour the tomatoes in and stir-fry until cooked, add salt and reduce the juice, then pour the eggs in and stir-fry again.

Soon, a plate of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes was ready.

Jiang Bo cut the cucumber with a knife, cut it into pieces and placed it on a plate.

Add salt and minced garlic and stir.

Soon, a plate of refreshing and delicious smashed cucumber was ready.

They come, the security.

Now that the output in the space is abundant, Jiang Bo has no reason not to be nicer to himself.

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for getting +2 cooking experience points! ]

[Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host for getting +2 cooking experience points! ]

He picked up an egg with chopsticks.

"Well, it smells good."

After eating meat all the time at the police station these past few days, he really wanted to eat some simple vegetarian dishes.

but.

In the eyes of others.

His dinner was not simple at all.

First of all, cucumbers are a rare commodity in this season.

Not to mention scrambled eggs.

Ordinary people cannot afford to eat eggs. Even if they do, they are reluctant to fry them with oil. It is considered a big deal to boil them or make egg custard.

So in the eyes of others, his meal was simply a luxurious feast.

……

Jia's house next door.

Bang Geng sniffed his nose.

"What does it smell like?"

"It smells so good, like scrambled eggs."

Qin Huairu broke off a piece of cornmeal steamed bread for Banggeng:

"Eat quickly, don't think about what other people are eating."

Banggeng pursed his lips and said:

"Mom, I want scrambled eggs, too."

"In our family, we used to eat scrambled eggs during the Chinese New Year."

Qin Huairu said nothing, thinking:

Scrambled eggs?

For the next month, it was difficult to get enough food.

Today, Yi Zhonghai compensated Jiang Bo twenty yuan on their behalf.

However, it cost another five yuan and sixty-two cents to go to the hospital to treat Jia Zhang.

This is equivalent to two months' tuition for Banggeng.

The more Qin Huairu thought about it, the angrier she became. After serving the porridge, she put the iron spoon back with a heavier hand.

"Clap."

Jia Zhang put down her chopsticks heavily:

"Who are you throwing and hitting for?"

Qin Huairu was shocked for a moment, but still said with courage:

"Mom, what do you think?"

"Why did you go and provoke Jiang Bo?"

"After you made such a scene, Dongxu and I were afraid of being criticized in the yard."

After she said that, Jia Dongxu's face didn't look good either.

Jia Zhang saw it.

She still cares about her son's opinion.

"That's what you said."

"What am I doing this for? It's for our family!"

"Don't I feel sorry for Dongxu because he has no food to eat?"

Qin Huairu sneered in her heart:

If you really love your son, why don't you let him eat more?

At every meal, you eat your fill first, then eat your fill, without caring about other people's lives?

Unexpectedly, Jia Zhang changed the subject and said:

"At the beginning, Dongxu must have fallen in love with you."

"You have a rural hukou and are uneducated."

"If you had a formal job like Liu Lan, our family wouldn't have to live in such a tight spot."

"Banggeng's homeroom teacher, the teacher Ran who visited our home last time, is also a woman, isn't she? She earns more than 30 yuan a month."