How to eat pineapple buns on the immigration ship

Chapter 177: Rice! Plenty of white rice!
Not only the three people from the Tongue Tip Society were frightened by Kagawa's action, but also the students from Class 8 of Grade 1, and Butler Wu who was secretly paying attention to Kagawa's movements.

What is Kagawa doing? Eating rice directly? Can this be eaten directly?
Everyone who saw this scene looked at the rice in their hands thoughtfully. The cautious ones observed the rice ears in their hands, and the bold ones followed the same steps as Kagawa, rubbed off the husks, and threw the rice inside into their mouths.

The delicious shock I imagined did not appear, and the rice had a hard texture and was not delicious at all.

But they couldn't just spit it out right away. What if the rice paddies were stained with their saliva? The people who followed Kagawa as a pioneer in chewing rice could only make the best of it and learn from Kagawa to chew the rice in their mouths slowly and then swallow it.

However, some of them were careful and chewed slowly, and they felt that they vaguely tasted some magical flavor, but before they could come to their senses, the rice grains had already gone into their stomachs.

After all, there are only a few of them, what flavor can they taste like?

Chief Steward Wu glanced at Kagawa, resisted the urge to eat rice in public, and began to lead the students straight to the next stop.

In fact, he had tasted hulled rice before, but he really didn't think it tasted good.

It's just that after seeing what Kagawa and those students did, Manager Wu couldn't help but want to follow suit.

Now is the autumn harvest season, so how can we miss the autumn harvest scene?
Manager Wu took the first-year high school students on a platform to the farmland in the next area, where the autumn harvest was in progress.

Kagawa saw a scene that broke through her understanding of modern technology.

The harvesters in front of us are not like the huge machines that shuttle between fields in the 21st century. On the contrary, they are very small.

On both sides of the field sits a device that is only one meter high. Below the device is a track as long as the field. A thin wire connects the two devices, which slowly follow the movement of the device and continuously cut off the mature rice in the field.

The moment the rice is cut, it is immediately sucked into the absorber in the air and transported to the square in this area.

After the machines in the square receive the freshly harvested rice, they immediately send it into the processing machines. When the rice comes out of the processing machines, the straw and rice grains have been separated, and the process takes less than two minutes.

Kagawa took a deep breath.

Although it was not impossible to thresh the grain quickly after harvesting in the 21st century before she traveled through time, it only took two minutes from harvesting to threshing, which seemed to be too much of a challenge for her as someone who came from a peasant family.

Chief Manager Wu explained the operating principles of these harvesters, but Kagawa was confused.

Fortunately, this step did not take too much time.

Next, they came to the factory where rice was husked.

Since it is indoors, there is no need to rely on a floating platform to move.

Kagawa almost lost his balance when he came down from the platform. He felt the difference between going from a weightless environment to a gravity environment.

Ah, this soul bound by gravity! Kagawa thought stupidly.

In the rural areas of the 21st century, drying the rice is the most important step before husking. Even when the sun is at its best, it takes two or three days to dry the rice. But in modern times with advanced technology, this time has been shortened to a few seconds.

Kagawa looked at the rice that had been "dried" by the equipment in front of him and gave up thinking.

If you think about it carefully, the escort ship under your feet is following the main ship at a speed that is incredible from the perspective of the 21st century, so it is naturally not a problem to simulate an environment of scorching sun.

She followed Chief Wu and the main group to the last section of the assembly line, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

What is in front of you?
Rice! White rice!
Kagawa lay down on the glass in the corridor. She watched the equipment in front of her quickly separate the rice grains from the husks brought by the conveyor belt. The white rice fell into the container below, looking very tempting.

At this time, Chief Wu explained: "This is the husked rice. The husks will be ground into powder, made into feed, and transported to nature reserves or animal husbandry departments. And these husked rice will be ground into powder in the next workshop and made into the staple food we are familiar with."

It got hard. Kagawa’s fists got hard after hearing this.

Kagawa looked at Chief Wu with an incredulous look.

This white rice is ground into powder? Really? Looking at this white rice with full grains, don’t you have the urge to try it? !
At this moment, Kagawa's rationality went offline, and she instantly forgot the reason why she couldn't do anything to the white rice.

Even though the rice noodles in her hometown are made from rice milk and rice flour, it doesn’t mean that she can just watch all the high-quality rice being wasted and turned into powder.

She rushed to the front of the team at a speed that Ouyang Yating and others behind her could not react to, raised her arms high, and asked loudly:
"Manager Wu! Can I use some of this husked rice?"

Everyone stared at Kagawa who rushed out of the team in amazement. Chief Wu was the first to react. His eyes lit up: There is hope!

He walked up to Kagawa, patted his shoulder, showed a kind smile, and said: "Of course, Kagawa, use as much as you can. Do you need any equipment or materials? What we lack the least here is crops and seasonings. We can prepare the freshest and highest quality ingredients for you..."

As he said this, as if he was afraid that Kagawa would change her mind halfway, he put his arm around Kagawa's shoulders and led her to the cafeteria.

Why the canteen? Who among the senior officials of the Ministry of Agriculture doesn’t know that the eldest daughter of the Xiang family of Yuexiang Group is most keen on tinkering with ancient foods, and her sudden whims and impulsive actions are 99% related to food.

Following closely behind were the students from Class 8 of Grade 1 with shining eyes. When they saw Kagawa stepping out, they instantly understood: the chef from their class was going to do something big again!

The three members of the Tongue Tip Club in Class 8 of Grade 1 were either holding their foreheads in pain or smiling bitterly. Their president's sudden ideas were always so sudden, and they wanted to stop him or cooperate with him, but they were always a step slow.

When students from other classes saw the steward and the students from Class 1-8 walking towards the cafeteria in a mighty procession, they looked at each other and followed closely behind.

After all, they had heard of the legendary president of the Ancient Food Club of Class 8 of Grade 1. If they could see the birth of new ancient food, it would be absolutely worth the trip!
In fact, when Kagawa was halfway there with Chief Wu holding his shoulders, he regained some of his sanity.

It was impossible to say that she had no regrets. She was now praying strongly in her heart that the group of gluttons in Class 8 would not think of soy sauce in the future.

However, when Kagawa walked to the door of the cafeteria kitchen and saw the white rice delivered by the transport robot, the regret in his heart faded a little.

Forget it, what can be better than freshly husked rice?