Transmigrated To Ancient Times To Farm And Build A Kingdom

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Like raw rice noodles, it tastes the best when it is just cooked.

Unfortunately, there are a lot of people today. It is too difficult to eat freshly squeezed rice noodles. After all, there is only one press. Chang Xia can only squeeze out the cooked rice noodles, put the rice noodles in the cold water in the aisle, and put the rice noodles into the rattan sieve on the side.

"Will Granny Su Ye try the freshly made rice noodles?" Chang Xia asked.

There is an existing bone broth in the stone pot, but unfortunately there is no topping. However, in addition to the keel and cheese bones, the bone soup is also stewed with pork ribs. Add some chopped green onion, and the taste of raw rice noodles in bone broth will not be bad.

Su Ye glanced at Bai Qing, and then at the moving expressions of the mother and daughter of the xylophone.

"Don't talk about me, let's taste the taste of raw rice noodles together."

"Witch, good!"

Immediately, Nan Feng released the press and cheered.

Just like Bai Qing's idea, he was obviously full. However, looking at the thin white noodles, Nanfeng felt that he could eat another bowl.

"I'll pick some chopped green onion, and Nanfeng will take out the boiled fine powder and divide it into bowls. There is no broth, just use bone broth." Chang Xia walked briskly to the vegetable field next to him to pick the green onions, not to mention that Bai Qing Nanfeng was moving. Cough cough, in fact, Chang Xia is also a little greedy.

It has nothing to do with being hungry or not, I just want to taste the taste of raw rice noodles made from fruit powder?

"Bai Qing, quickly bring the bowl over." Nan Feng ordered.

Witch, she didn't dare to call her. Bai Qing, before taking over the duties of Wu, let him call him once. Most of the time today, I was fascinated by the food. The usual Bai Qing held a face, stern and dignified.

Don't talk about it, Nan Feng even had the idea of ​​not having enough confidence to talk to him.

Sure enough, people who love food are a family in the world.

Chang Xia quickly picked the chives, washed them and cut them into minced green onions, and sprinkled them on top of the freshly squeezed rice noodles served in the south wind. Nan Feng's eyes were quick and he walked towards the long table with his bowl in hand. The first bowl was handed to Su Ye, the second to Xylophone, and the third to Bai Qing with a tangled sigh. Finally, Chang Xia and Chang Xia came to the long table one by one. Take a seat.

Su Yexuqin looked at Nanfeng who was doing the trick, smiled and shook her head.

Then he lowered his head and tasted the raw rice noodles.

At the first sip, several people chose to drink soup.

Fresh, sweet, and slightly sour.

Su Ye and the others didn't know where the sour smell came from, Chang Xia knew it. This sour taste is obtained from the fermentation of the dough, and the slightly sour taste of raw rice noodles is different from the taste of other rice noodles.

"The taste of raw-pressed rice noodles is completely different from cold-mixed noodles, and it is also different from fish meal." Nanfeng was eating raw-pressed rice noodles and quickly tasted the difference.

Chang Xia smiled mysteriously.

Raw pressed rice noodles, most people can't eat the difference.

Nanfeng's mouth is quite powerful.

She remembered that the raw rice noodles in Nanning, China, like to add basil. Chang Xia is not used to the taste of basil, but she can accept it when grilling fish or making seafood with basil.

It's just that she couldn't accept eating powder and putting basil.

The taste was too strange and awkward for Chang Xia.

"Changxia, can the fine powder of raw rice flour be preserved?" Su Ye asked.

She has eaten vermicelli, which is easy to make.

However, the powder skin is hard to preserve at first glance.

If the fine powder made from raw rice flour can be preserved, the ginkgo may become more important.

"The dough of raw pressed rice noodles needs to be fermented, so the fine powder produced can't be stored for too long, and it is easy to stale. However, fruit powder can indeed be stored as dry powder, but the process is complicated, and I need time to study it." Chang Xia said in a deep voice.

She understood why Su Ye asked this.

The twilight forest is rich in products, allowing the orcs to thrive here for generations.

However, success is also the forest of twilight, and defeat is also the forest of twilight. Unlike the Qinghai Plateau and the East China Sea, the Twilight Forest has no unique properties other than ginkgo, and cannot provide more arm strength for the orcs.

For example, the Qinghai Plateau has light stone and ice crystal grass, and the East China Sea has various pearls, tourmalines and corals, etc. These are treasures with high value. Any of them can be exchanged with foreigners for a lot of money.

On the other hand, in the Twilight Forest, the only things that can be obtained are animal skins, animal bones, and various wild vegetables and fruits. These things can satisfy their stomachs and feed the huge orcs, but they cannot exchange with foreigners for more things.

nowadays.

If Changxia can develop dry powder.

Things will never be the same again.

Food, in any race, is a top priority.

This is especially important for food that can be stored for a long time without spoiling.

"Changxia, you said...the fruit powder is made into dry powder and stored like ginkgo?"

Not far away, Gen was holding an iron wooden box, which contained the things that Su Ye asked him to bring, the leaves and branches of the white tree. At the same time, it was also the paper and pen that Chang Xia wanted.

There were several clansmen behind them, all carrying things on their bodies.

Ginkgo, meat, wild vegetables and unknown root pieces.

From Changxia, it is confirmed that the yellow root mentioned by Nuanchun is yam, and many delicious foods are made with yam. After that, the tribe became more and more interested in digging for root blocks. Because Changxia was busy building a kiln recently, the clan did not come to disturb him.

Today, Su Ye opened his mouth.

Genrang the clansmen to pick out a small part of everything collected during this period and bring it over, waiting for Chang Xia to identify it.

Chang Xia turned to look at the roots that were trembling with excitement, nodded lightly, and said seriously: "Dry powder can indeed be stored for a long time, but the production process is complicated."

Like vermicelli and raw rice noodles, they are rice noodles made by streamlining some of the processes. The same is rice noodles, the former is simple to make but not resistant to storage, the latter is complicated, but it can be stored for several years without breaking.

"Chang Xia, you can ask the tribe for anything you need." Gen said solemnly.

He and Su Ye looked at each other with excitement and excitement in each other's eyes. If Chang Xia can develop dry powder, Twilight Forest can get rid of the embarrassing dilemma. UU reading www.uukanshu.com Next year at the Normandy Grand Bazaar, the exchange of orcs with birds and fish will no longer be at the bottom.

Thinking about it, the eyes of the two of them looking at Chang Xia were full of fiery and anticipation.

"I won't be polite to the tribe." Chang Xia smiled and replied.

Although she didn't quite understand the excitement of Granny Su Ye and Gen, she was more or less guessing. It's just that no matter what the reason is, until the dry powder is made, it's useless to be curious.

"smell good!"

"Xylophone, what are you and Wu eating?"

The clansmen couldn't understand the riddles the three were playing, and they wanted to know what Wu and Chang Xia were eating. Smell, very fragrant.

"Raw rice noodles." The xylophone picked up a piece of fine powder, put it into her mouth, and made a purring sound. I heard Chang Xia say that eating powder is just like this.

Several people have tried the xylophone, and it feels okay.

It's just that when I first started eating it, I didn't squeak and spilled a lot of soup. Eat a few times, and slowly learn how to make noodles.

Don't say it, it's quite interesting.

"Any more?"

Some people couldn't help being greedy and asked.

Xylophone pouted to the side and said: "The fine powder is here, you can eat it yourself. Nanfeng, go and teach Uncle Yundong and the others, and let them make some raw rice noodles. I think He Yun and the others are coming soon."

Yun Dong is He Yun's partner, and he is about the same age as Gen.

He is also a powerful totem warrior of the tribe. Bewitched by the roots, I came to visit the cave, and it is estimated that after today, the tribe will become extra busy.

"Nanfeng, come and teach Uncle how to make raw rice noodles?" Yun Dong waved to Nanfeng, a few people unloaded the rattan baskets on their bodies, and stared at Su Ye on the long table, the raw food they had not finished eating. Squeezing rice noodles expresses one meaning: want to eat.