Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 358 Salt for Watermelon

In this village, like other places, most of the able-bodied men have been conscripted, and the village is full of old men, women and children.

At noon, when the sun was scorching, other people's families had children going back to eat at this time, and she was the only one who was alone and didn't have to take care of the children and grandchildren, so she ate some rotten melons to cope with the matter.

Now the old lady simply invites a few children to eat melons in the melon field.

"I can't keep these. It's a waste if you don't eat them. You can eat them after you see what you can eat."

The old woman waved them to come and sit down.

"This is not very good, after all, you worked so hard to grow melons." Bai Sasa politely refused, and she remembered that the old woman said at the beginning that these melons were not ripe, so that the elders should not pick them.

Now he greeted them to see if there was anything to eat.

For a while, Bai Sasha didn't know whether the old lady wanted them to eat it or didn't want them to eat it, so she simply stopped eating it.

The old lady explained anxiously: "You have also seen that my melon field is in a mess. Just now I thought you were the rogues who made a comeback, so I was anxious to beg for mercy. In fact, these melons were trampled and kicked by the rogues, and they can't stay. How many days, if you don't mind, you can eat some."

Bai Junjun was the first to go in when she heard the words, and she quietly squatted next to the grandmother to observe the trampled melon seedlings.

The original owner used to eat watermelon, which was treated as the eldest daughter. Bai Sasha and the others could only eat one or two pieces at most, but she had a big watermelon in the entire ice cellar by herself.

But those are the treatment of the original owner. Where has she seen watermelons in the last days?

Now that he could see it, Bai Junjun began to observe carefully.

I saw those vines crawling on the ground, among the vines and green leaves, one by one small round green melons were hiding among them like a hide-and-seek.

There are dark green and light green patterns on their bodies. Some of the cracked watermelons are light pink, some are dark pink, and the larger ones are darker.

What the old grandma held in her hand was a deep red watermelon.

However, this watermelon has been split for several days, and now it is red and black, and many of them should be broken. Besides, there are twenty or thirty watermelons next to it, all of which are half-sized but have cracks on their bodies.

At this time, the fragrance of watermelon comes from these crushed watermelons.

Bai Junjun looked at these watermelons and asked, "Can they be processed into jam?"

Bai Junjun asked Li Wenli, of course.

Li Wenli scratched his head. In his [-] gourmet cookbooks, there is indeed a method of pickling jam.

But these melons belong to the old woman, he has no right to deal with them.

The old woman looked at them suspiciously: "What is jam?"

"Jam is a way to prepare melon pulp. It can keep your watermelon longer. You can also sell it in the market. It should be exchanged for some money."

The old woman was very surprised: "I have been growing melons for many years, and I have never heard of jam, nor have I ever eaten it."

Bai Junjun thought, in fact, in addition to jam, fruit juice with some ice and milk is absolutely delicious.

It's a pity that these were all extinct when the end of the world came, and she didn't eat them either.

How about trying to do it yourself?Thinking of this, Bai Junjun spoke again.

"Old lady, your things are rotten anyway, so it's a pity to leave them alone. Why don't you make jam for us? If you don't mind, I can exchange them with salt."

In this world, apart from coins, you can also barter. Salt is one of the hard currencies.

(End of this chapter)