Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 119 Really?I do not believe

I don't know when I heard that the yellow-skinned millet is not suitable for making flour, and the teeth are fine and rough.

No matter how polished it is, it is not fine enough.

Now, facing a bowl of golden millet left on purpose, Chen Yu's heart faintly wanted to move.

Is it really not suitable?He hadn't tried it, he didn't believe it.

Sniff, it's a pity not to use such delicious food to ferment and make some pastries.

Compared with normal spring millet, these cultivated by spiritual liquid are actually not much different, with strong fragrance, pure color and full stomach.

That's all about it, without many of Lingzhi's magical features, but he still spent careless thought on it.

Mainly want to eat pastries.

In the previous life, yellow rice was a good thing for making noodle cakes, but this one doesn't look like it can't be made. After thinking about it, I still plan to try it.

But before that, he cooked himself a bowl of porridge.Mix two kinds of white millet and yellow millet, yellow and white in the bowl, hot and fragrant.

After drinking it in one sip, the sweetness infiltrates the throat, and immediately the warmth flows in the stomach. This warmth is growing, and as the rice porridge is eaten, it gradually turns into a heat flow, which is transmitted to all parts of the limbs.

Pfft!
Pfft! !

At the heart, qi lingers.Chen Yu calmed down his mind and spirit, and he really found that this heat penetrated into the blood and flowed through the whole body, and finally gathered in the heart.

Vaguely, the primordial blood in the body strengthened a bit.

In the end, he tasted the cultivation effect of the spiritual liquid. The full stomach is just that the gluttonous deer has no blood in the body. In other words, the absorption ability of the other party is far inferior to him, so he ate about twenty pills and lay down on the ground overnight. Can barely recover.

Chen Yu, on the other hand, can absorb it with his original blood, so he can eat as much as he can without worrying about indigestion.

"The aroma can be slightly refreshing, and rice grains are somewhat similar to bigu beans, but the effect is far inferior."

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he should grow some beans in the medicine field.Maybe Bigu beans can strengthen the blood?

He lowered his head and murmured, this is what he didn't expect, when the beans were planted, the qi hadn't been drawn into the orifice, and the primordial blood was still there. As for the beans, they had been eaten and thrown away, let alone verified.

Fortunately, when he planted the fourth batch a few days ago, he didn't completely cut the beans, but planted some.

Just two litters.

Shaking his head, he turned his attention back to the pastry.

It's a bit late today, let's wait until tomorrow, go up the mountain to pick some herbs and come back.You can also add some medicinal materials and make it into a medicine cake.

Just thinking about the taste is exciting.

Ingredients?Of course it is peach blossom.

I have decided, I will make a pot of peach blossom cake tomorrow.

Bitter enough to lose one's teeth.

……

Peach Blossom Cake is to be made, but it’s just a joke because it’s so bitter that you lose your teeth. Chen Yu won’t ask for it. He’s the only one on the mountain who can eat cakes. If he really makes this thing, is it really a waste of food or himself?
As for chicken brother?It's too wasteful, that guy never gives Chen Daguan a good face, it's true that there is no need to put a hot face on a cold ass.

For the gluttonous deer...it is probably jumping with joy, it is not afraid of hardship, and it eats peach blossoms as snacks.

After thinking about it, it is better to use some ordinary peach blossoms.

The peach blossoms are fragrant and the millet is fragrant and intoxicating. I think it will be a good pastry.

Wash the mill, wash the rice.

Early the next morning, after morning class, Chen Yu lay down on the stone mill and grinded a bowl of yellow rice 690 times.

Beat it until it becomes powdery before stopping.

He didn't believe that there would be so-called rough teeth in this way.

Make it into a fine powder, adjust the surface gently, and then cover it with a layer of dry flour, seal it in a jar and wait.

Fermentation requires a process.Taking advantage of this time, Chen Yu went to the mountains and picked some herbs and came back.

Choose to wash and mash, mix with water and pack after brewing.

Another two days passed.The noodle fragrance is faintly audible, but in contrast, the original millet fragrance is much lighter.

In fact, if possible, he would prefer to use rice wine for fermentation, but there is no such thing in view, only a pot of fruit wine bought back down the mountain not long ago for seasoning.

The method used now is also the way to make elixir. I haven't done it in my previous life, but I remember it. When I was a child, I made it twice with an old Taoist priest, and he found it out.

After the noodle fragrance was strong, Chen Yu took out the dough sealed in the altar, and then mixed it with the vanilla juice prepared earlier, blended it, and then rolled the noodle and cut it into strips.

Since it was the first time, Chen Yu was still a little unfamiliar at first, but he became proficient after moving the knife twice more. After a while, he rolled the dough thinly, and then kneaded it into small and exquisite balls.

Pushing open the door, the sound of pattering rain came into my ears.

Putting on a bamboo hat, I went to the peach trees in front of the courtyard, and chose other ordinary peach trees instead of touching the ones that had cast inspiration.

The two are actually easy to distinguish. The petals of the ones that have been inspired are still pink and tender, as if they will continue to bloom for a long time without being affected by the weather.

Ordinary peach trees are almost withered at this time.

Logically speaking, peach blossom cakes have to be made when the peach blossoms first bloom, and now it is almost summer, even if the peach blossoms in this life are different from those in the previous life, it is difficult to continue to support, and the naked eye can see the sluggishness .

Instead, there are young peaches.

It takes about three months for these young peaches to mature.

Chen Yu didn't pay attention to these things. After picking the peach blossoms, he glanced at the thatched shed. It was empty. The stupid deer went to nowhere. He wandered around a few days ago and never saw it again.

Shaking his head and not looking again, he immediately turned back. The rain was not light, and it was crackling down, making the bamboo hats rattle.

The rain fell last night, and it poured continuously throughout the day. Fortunately, during this period of time, the canals beside the mountains and fields are often dredged, so that they will not be flooded and destroyed.

Moreover, the pond behind the courtyard has also accumulated a lot of money. If the rain clears up, the last blind medicine can be planted.

Back in the kitchen, his sight dimmed.

It was early in the morning, but the sky was dark, so I had to light a candle on the window sill.Chen Yu put down the peach blossoms. Although he looked sluggish, he could make do with it.

After tossing around for a while, he came up with a whim and planned to make something novel, so he made the dough into an angular shape, added some salt and sweet root juice, decorated it with peach blossoms, put it into the ladder cage, and put it in the pot.

There is water below, and the stove is full of fire.

After waiting for about two quarters of an hour, he lifted the lid and took it out with the ladder cage in his arms.

Looking again, the water mist dissipated, and the finished product could be seen.

"..."

How should I put it, after all, for the first time, mistakes are inevitable, and as long as the taste is not bad.

The corners of his eyebrows twitched, and he inserted a piece of oval gnocchi with chopsticks, and a fuzzy peach blossom drooped on it.

Bite down and savor gently.

After a long time, Chen Yu sighed, that's all, let's give it to the gluttonous deer, it's a good thing after all, it has to be shared.

Thinking about it, as if unwilling, he took another bite, sighed deeply, and made pancakes from the remaining dough, and randomly put them on the ladder cage.

As for these steamed buns that have already been made... Peach Blossom Cake, let’s talk about it later when the deer comes.

(End of this chapter)