Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 47

Fu Yunhe didn't quite understand what Nian Shutong meant, and always felt that what she said had some deep meaning.

Nian Shutong didn't explain, but took out some potatoes.

"Today, let's make french fries." Nian Shutong looked up at Fu Yunhe and said, "You do it, and the french fries will be sold in the live broadcast later."

fries?

Fu Yunhe doesn't know what French fries are, but his current personality is definitely ranked first in obedience.

"Okay, what do I need to do?" Fu Yunhe's cooperation made Nian Shutong order unceremoniously.

"You first go to Xingwang to buy a bucket of tree oil, and then buy some... flour."

When Nian Shutong talked about flour, her heart ached a little. She had seen it secretly, and it was super expensive.

Two hundred grams cost five thousand star coins.

Five thousand... It's crazy expensive.

As for tree oil, it is an oil-producing tree with a very high annual output. There is a planet dedicated to growing this tree, and the price is not expensive.

A planet like this has protective shields on the periphery and is not afraid of radiation, so it will not produce toxins.

"Okay, do you need anything else?" Fu Yunhe has already opened the star network, and a barrel of tree oil is [-] star coins, which is really not expensive.

Because its barrel is very large, about one meter high and half a meter wide.

Nian Shutong thought about the video of French fries Daedao showed him, and said again: "Buy a colander again, the one with small eyes all over the spoon, if you don't have one, buy a good one, and we will pierce it ourselves. "

"Okay." Fu Yunhe bowed his head, operated a few times, and the item was bought.

At this time, Nian Shutong had already washed the potatoes and was peeling them with a dagger.

After peeling about four potatoes, Nian Shutong stopped.

She called Fu Yunhe over, without looking up, she just said while doing it: "Look carefully, what you have to do in the future."

Nian Shutong gave two of the potatoes to Fu Yunhe, and kept two for himself.

"Do it with me."

"Hmm... good." Fu Yunhe kept feeling the potato in his hand carefully, but he didn't feel anything.

Probably due to immaturity.

He didn't dare to be distracted, he looked at Nian Shutong and followed her.

At this time, Nian Shutong put the potatoes on the board and started slicing them with a knife.

"This potato slice should be thicker, about the width of a little finger. After cutting it, cut it into potato strips that are as wide as a little finger."

Dangdang, dangdang.

For a while, the two squatted on the ground, cutting potatoes inconveniently.

Nian Shutong is used to using a knife, so let her look at the knife and knife, and she can cut it very well.

Fu Yunhe's mental strength is strong, so it shouldn't be difficult, but the bad thing is that he is too weak. After cutting a potato, Fu Yunhe began to sweat all over his body.

Nian Shutong also saw Fu Yunhe's state, sighed and took another potato and said, "If it weren't for your face, I would have done it myself."

Fu Yunhe just panted silently, but complained in his heart: If it weren't for your face that couldn't be used for the camera, you wouldn't have to show your face.

Nian Shutong neatly cut four potato sticks and began to proceed to the next step.

"Look, wash the potato sticks in clean water first to wash off the turbidity, that is, the starch."

"If you feel that the water is clear, pour out the water and replace it with new clear water to soak for a while, so that the potatoes will be crispy."

When Nian Shutong said this, he looked at Fu Yunhe and asked, "Do you remember? Don't let the live broadcaster ask you, but you don't know anything?"

Fu Yunhe was breathing evenly, and he assured Nian Shutong, "Don't worry, I will remember everything."

Although his physical strength is not original, he can't keep up.

But the brain is his own, he has never been stupid, and he will never do stupid things.

Fu Yunhe didn't know that he would be slapped in the face soon.

(End of this chapter)