The wild wife is busy farming in ancient times

Chapter 370 Banana Chips

Staring fixedly at herself, Qian Sisi grinned and lifted Heiguo with one hand, pointing at it with the other.

"Let's make some banana jam"

"Banana Sauce"

"Well, it's banana sauce." Qian Sisi smiled, nodded, and put a small piece of fruit into her mouth.

Looking down, Xing Leng looked at the black fruit in Qian Sisi's hand.

This is obviously a black fruit, which is completely different from their bananas.However, no matter what it looks like, Qian Sisi is what she says.

"How to do it"

Eating baji baji, Qian Sisi was silent for a while, and then grinned: "I have no idea either."

Xing was speechless.

If you have no idea, what else to do.

His wife really...he doesn't even know what to say about him.

Seeing the helplessness on Xing Na's face, Qian Sisi pursed her lips and muttered, "I've never made banana sauce before." How could I know how to make it.

But I just don't know that she still wants to make banana products, otherwise Xingxing will be so boring to eat in the future.

So Qian Sisi, who wanted to give Xing more food, turned around silently, walked to the side and sat down. Looking at her, Xing knew that she wanted to have sex, so she baked biscuits and fried Shaqi on her own. Mary.

As for Qian Sisi, she sat blankly, eating black fruit for a while, and then her mind was full of food about bananas.

Banana Smoothie, Banana Jelly, Banana Ice Cream, Banana Cake, Banana Chips.

There is no ice in the banana smoothie. When there is ice, there will be no bananas. Banana jelly... You can try it. Banana ice cream is the same as banana smoothie, with you but without me.Then there is the banana cake.

No milk, no butter, no cream, at best baked banana crisps, then banana chips.

She doesn't want to make this banana chip after thinking about it?

Frowning, Qian Si thought that the banana-flavored black fruit in her mouth was unappetizing when she thought of banana slices, and looking down at the black fruit in her hand, she felt that she didn't even have the mood to make banana sauce.

You know, she really hates eating bananas, or it should be said that she hates eating fruits with burnt seeds.

Because, in the valleys of the two mountains in their garden, there are bananas, plantains, millet bananas, emperor bananas, thumb bananas, and red bananas.These cokes are really expensive in coastal areas or other cities. A catty of red bananas costs more than a dozen yuan, a catty of king bananas costs seven or eight yuan, a catty of millet coke costs four or five yuan, and even a catty of bananas costs three or four yuan. , and although plantains are the cheapest in their hometown, they are basically not available in other cities.

Although there are no plantains, she can see more or less others, so every time she sees the sky-high price of plantains in other cities, she has an impulse.

Take their home and sell it.

If it sold for less than a dozen yuan, she would be satisfied if she sold it for three or two yuan.

You know, these fruits, which are still considered expensive in other cities, are also the most sold fruits, and they are the cheapest fruits in their place. The species can grow anywhere, even by the side of the stinky ditch, and they grow super well.

As a result, bananas became a disaster, and no one wanted to give them away even when they were ripe.

Therefore, there are two disgusting words in their hometown.

I gave her a banana.

I want to give her a bunch of plantains.

These two sentences mean that I have a bad relationship with this person.So, I gave her a banana and asked her to throw it for me.And giving plantains is even more excessive, if you want to go all the way, there are still men, and those who don't have men will be exhausted even throwing the plantains away.

There is even such a metaphor for giving away bananas. It can be seen that there are so many bananas in their hometown that it is frightening. Therefore, when she was young, she couldn't even sell them, and she was afraid of all kinds of anxiety when feeding pigs. My mother used it to entertain her. From the time she remembered to the time when she was in junior high school, the fruit she brought to school must have all kinds of anxiety.She can't run every day, and she doesn't like plantains the most, because each plantain is worth seven or eight taels, and eating one can really make her want to vomit.And it not only makes people want to vomit, but also has acid regurgitation. After eating plantains, the stomach acid will be much more than that of bananas, making you feel sour in your mouth all afternoon.

So, after being abused for more than ten years, she finally staged an uprising in the first year of junior high school, and after being suppressed, she lost her pocket money for three months, and besides her own fruit, she didn't see her for three consecutive months. However, what was even more exaggerated was that it was winter at that time, and there was nothing in their garden except bananas and plantains that did not distinguish between seasons.

And in these three months, there was neither breakfast nor supper.

Banana slices are enough, whether you like it or not.

In the beginning, she was able to buy her own breakfast and supper herself as she had little private money, but as her purse became flatter and thinner, the mp3 she planned to buy hadn’t been bought yet.She quit eating early, and later dared not eat supper.

But when she was growing up and ate four meals a day, she suddenly lost all kinds of bananas that could fill her stomach and lost two serious meals. She only had one feeling when she saw the sky.

Hungry···

starved to death.

In this way, she, who was more sad than heartbroken, had no money and no fruit, and was hungry after eating as much at noon and night, so she could only stretch out her cheap hands like banana chips, which she hated even more.

After eating for two months, when my mother finally remembered that she was still her own, she finally stopped eating banana chips.

So, from then on, she just hated bananas, as long as her mother gave her, she ate them until she went to college.

So now that I think about it, the reason why she went so far away to study in university might be because of the bananas rather than because she likes snow.

Sighing secretly, Qian Sisi complained that she was gone, and there was no place to send her mother's banana chips.

But now she doesn't know how to make banana sauce, so she can only get some banana slices first, she should be able to eat it if she doesn't eat it.

So, reluctantly, Qian Sisi propped her chin and spoke.

"Husband, I don't know how to make this banana sauce, but I know how to make banana chips. Let's make some banana chips first, and then slowly invert the banana sauce."

Xing, who was baking the biscuits, wanted to say that they didn't have much time to be upside down, but Qian Sisi's gloomy eyes made him swallow the words, thinking, it doesn't matter if you go out two days late.

He'll be busy when he gets back.

"Okay, you teach me"

Nodding her head, Qian Sisi slowly brought a small pot, and brought a few black fruits from the rest area into the kitchen, and then said slowly: "The black fruit can't be peeled, and then I took the seeds, and then put it Cut it into two pieces, then dry it, and if you want to eat it in the future, you can fry it slowly with oil." As he spoke, Qian Si thought that there are lactating beasts everywhere on the grassland during the warm season, and if possible, he can make a milk-flavored banana Pian then said: "This kind of banana slices only have a simple banana taste, so in the warm season later, you can grab some cows to milk the cows. When there is milk, you can cut the bananas and use milk to soak it, so that It will have a light milky aroma and taste better.”

(End of this chapter)