Chapter 110 (1/2)

Because yams need to be steamed for a while, LAN Xiyu washed the strawberries and prepared to make a strawberry jam with yam mud. It's perfect.

Looking at the time, LAN Xiangyu poked yam with chopsticks and was poked through, ”because it's Yam mud, it will be steamed a little softer. If it's Yam stewed in ordinary soup, it depends on your personal preference. It can be crispy or softer.”

[hahaha: again, again!]

[and HII: it's easy to say what's crisp and soft. It doesn't matter. Because we don't have any of these ingredients!]

”Peel off the yam when it is cold.” because it has been boiled soft and the yam skin is almost separated, it comes down with a gentle peel.

”Put the yam into the fresh-keeping bag, and then we roll it into mud with a rolling pin.”

[dark pressure: this rolling pin is very much like the stick my mother used to beat me...]

[alas: therefore, something like a rolling pin that was 100000 years ago is still handed down and has its function (waving hands)]

[Shanshan's little wife: ha ha, ha ha. I feel that both the above two people are victims.]

Then LAN Xiangyu added condensed milk to the yam mud, ”stir them with a spoon, mix them, then add milk, and then stir.”

Finally, LAN Xiangyu poured strawberry jam on yam mud.

The strawberry yam mud is ready, and the huomaoniao soup over there is almost ready. ”Pour these fungus accessories into the pot and cook for a while. After cooking, put the medlar in!”

[no II: the yam paste is so soft and the strawberry jam is so sweet. It's sweet but not greasy. I can eat a pot!]

[Lanlan: sorry, the soup is too fast and hot, but fortunately it's virtual.]

”You can wait for the soup to cool a little, but don't be too cold!”

Originally, the Flamingo meat has been very tender and smooth. With fungi, the taste of the soup becomes more delicious. Take a sip while it's hot.

Hot soup flows into the stomach from the throat. You can feel a warm current. This soup is most suitable for early winter.

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In the afternoon, LAN Xiyu was going to walk around the fields with lanks. Before he approached, LAN Xiyu saw that the dark soil was now green - full of all kinds of vegetables.

To the right, there is a piece of golden wheat, and then to the right, there are also pieces of full rice in the paddy field. Turning to the far left, there is already a fruit forest with large and small fruits.

Look at this. I'm afraid we'll have a good harvest soon.

LAN Xiangyu: she's only gone for more than a month. Why is it like she's gone for more than a year??? And these species mature at the same time? No! Overturned her twenty years of common sense about crops.

”Xiao Liu, what's the matter? Did you eat hormones?” Lan Yueyu thought silently.

666, who is addicted to the novel, doesn't want to talk to this woman, but there's no way. Who calls her its bound host?

”Naturally, the seeds of the system mall cannot be compared with ordinary seeds. It takes only four months for each kind of seed in the system mall to mature.” then he disappeared quickly.

Its favorite author has a great book update! It hasn't clocked in yet!

LAN Xiangyu calculated the time. It's November 20th today. The previous batches were planted at the end of July. Well, in about a week, there will be a bumper harvest.

For the ancient earth with a population of 30000, it is a huge project to harvest more than 100000 mu of land together.

LAN Siyu lay in bed thinking about how to improve the efficiency of harvesting crops???

She urgently needs a way to complete the task with the least money and the most.