Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 46 Candied Heart
In the workshop, Xia Ye poured the harvested strawberries into a large stone pot and soaked them in salt water for half an hour, which could kill the small bugs that could not be washed off.

"Such a waste!"

Seeing that the pure white salt was just used up like this, Song Guo licked his lips, grabbed Xia Ye's hand, and refused to let him put any more salt.

"Haha, let's go, I'll take you to the storage room!"

There are several caves under the rock wall that seems to be carved by knives and axes, and six nests of spring swallows have already made their homes in it. Xia Ye walked into the first one on the left with the womb fruit.

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!
Condensed water beads fell from the ceiling of the cave, making a crisp sound in the quiet cave.

"Ah!"

A drop of cool water happened to fall on the back of Sigo's neck, which made her shiver, it was so cold!

Soon, a row of well-made oak barrels came into view, neatly stacked in the corner.

Xia Ye found the wooden barrel engraved with 'No. [-]' and shook it. Since it was sealed, he didn't know the specific conditions inside, but he was about to open the barrel. This time he participated in the blood survival trial, and he had to bring some there.

"sugar cane!"

Seeing Xia Ye dug out a bundle of sugar cane from the cellar, Siang Guo smiled sweetly, picked one up, tore off the skin with her small white teeth, and took a big bite.

Crunch!Crunch!
Juice overflows in the mouth.

It is called a cellar, that is to say, several regular square pits were dug on the ground, straw mats were laid, and more than 20 clay pots the size of watermelons were stacked inside.

Xia Ye took out one, pulled out the straight survival knife in the boot shaft, removed the yellow mud used to seal it, and opened the cover.

"Wow!"

Song Guo exclaimed, and the sugar cane in her mouth fell out. Under the light of the torch, she saw that the jar was full of salt, as white as snow powder.

Xia Ye dipped a little bit with his fingers, tasted it, and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, it hasn't been spoiled by moisture!"

Gum!

Song Guo swallowed hard, and couldn't take his eyes off the snow salt. He grew up so big, and he had never seen so much salt, and the quality was so high.

You know, let alone a can, half a can is enough for a tribe to start a war against the tribe that owns it.

and many more!

Song Guo subconsciously turned her head and stared at the more than 20 watermelon clay pots, her lips trembling a little: "Big brother, these... can't all... be snow salt?"

"Snow Salt? That's a good name! Not all of them!"

Xia Ye smiled, took out another one and opened it.

"Oh!"

Song Guo patted her small chest that was as flat as a fish, and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, not all of them, otherwise she would go crazy with happiness!

There are so many pure white snow salts, not to mention eating, it is a kind of enjoyment to look at it every day. Little Loli picked up the watermelon clay pot, and was about to smell the smell of happiness at a close distance, when she heard the second half of Xia Ye's sentence talk.

"A third of it is brown sugar!"

Song Guo's small hands trembled and almost dropped the watermelon jar, what?brown sugar?The little loli rushed to the front of the jar immediately, bared her teeth, stared around fiercely like a hound guarding food, and touched the weapon at the same time.

Xia Ye raised his hand and flicked it on the back of Xiao Songguo's forehead: "What are you doing? You scared me to death!"

"Protect Brown Sugar!"

The womb fruit is justified, the brown sugar water is the best water she has ever drunk, sweeter than honey, and the candied haws are the most delicious snacks she has ever eaten, so for her, brown sugar is something that needs to be protected like life , anyone who wants to snatch her away can only step over her corpse.

"What to protect? I have already planted sugar cane, and when it is harvested in autumn, I will continue to boil brown sugar!"

Xia Ye messed up little Lolita's hair. In this era, it is sad to think about it. Brown sugar can become a desperate material.

"Oh!"

Song Guo was still worried, even though she was squatting beside the pot, her eyes were still fixed on the brown sugar that was like fine sand.

Suck!Suck!
An aroma of sugar lingered in the nose, making the little loli's saliva profusely secrete.

"Hold on, let's go!"

Xia Ye tidied up the cellar. His original intention was for little Lolita to hold a jar, but she moved one jar carefully in each hand, fearing that her foot would accidentally trip and break it.

"It's not that exaggerated, I can do all these things"

Xia Ye couldn't help but laugh, it was a long way to go to the abandoned salt mine, so he made a lot at one time, anyway, salt is not bad if it is properly preserved.

"Well, big brother is amazing!"

Song Guo praised, and looked at Xia Ye with eyes full of admiration, but he was still cautious in his movements, there was no way, the psychological gap could not be healed in an instant.

You know, a piece of light yellow salt keratin full of various impurities, the small womb fruit is kept close to the body and carefully, every meal is reluctant to eat more, just licks it, how is it now, with so much snow salt in front of it, It's just a dream!
In the kitchen, Xia Ye washed the strawberries that had been soaked for half an hour, cut the stalks with a survival knife, divided them into two halves, then threw them into a stone pot, added clear stream water to start cooking.

When it boils, add brown sugar, stir, and cook.

Siunguo stood by the stove, watched the strawberries tumbling in the stone pot, and kept swallowing.

The heat is transpiring. When the strawberries are about to deform, take them out of the pot, let them cool, and then put them into clean clay pots and seal them with wet yellow mud.

Simple version of canned strawberries get√!
"This tastes good when it's chilled, go, put it in the stream!"

Because there are no preservatives, canned strawberries can't be stored for a few days, but it doesn't matter, anyway, this thing is just a fresh taste, and the important thing is the next candied fruit.

"Ah!"

Xiao Siguo complied immediately.

The production of strawberry preserves is a bit time-consuming. Select high-quality strawberries. After soaking, washing, removing stems, and cutting into pieces, put them in a stone pot, add brown sugar, and start to stand. Turn them over during the process to let the strawberries fully soak brown sugar.

This is called icing.

After more than six hours, some strawberry juice oozes out, which is red and beautiful.

Song Guo took a sip with a wooden spoon, and Tian Tian frowned immediately, as if he had been thrown into a honeypot.

Pour the candied strawberries into a stone pot and heat them. Be careful to take them off before they are boiled, then cool them down naturally, and then let them stand. This step is called sugar infiltration, so that the sugar can fully enter the strawberry pulp.

This process takes a little longer, about twelve hours, after which the strawberries are taken out and the sugar liquid on them is drained.

Xia Ye doesn't have an oven, so the drying step can only be done by drying it naturally. It will take about a few days. At this point, the strawberry preserves are finished.

"Due to the antiseptic effect of the sugar solution, preservatives are generally not added, and fruit preserves can be stored for more than three months."

Xia Ye explained.

"Uh-huh!"

Sugar solution, preservatives, etc., sounded very high-end, Xiao Siguo peeled the bamboo slips, and recorded them carefully with a stone knife.

Taking advantage of the sugar infusion interval, Xia Ye made some biscuits and wanted to bring them back for Xia Saving Moon to taste.

Xiao Siguo, dressed in a little black bear's skin, carrying a bag of raisins and a sugar cane, began to explore near the Peach Blossom Spring, filling in the holes found by the voles.

That night, Little Loli wanted to go to the cave to watch the night. She was worried that the snow salt and brown sugar would be stolen.

"In our tribe, these things need at least ten warriors to guard!"

Song Guo opened her two little hands and gestured to Xia Ye.

Xia Ye talked and talked, and finally persuaded little Lolita, but when he got up the next morning, he didn't see anyone. He went to the cave to have a look, and sure enough, little Lolita was sleeping on the top of the cellar holding the stone hammer.

“Really not worth the money!”

Xia Ye rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

For the sake of the salt mine, it is too common for several tribes to kill each other, but the abandoned salt mine is useless, just throw it there. Dead people, but Xia Ye is different, he can purify and filter.

Salt and iron are strategic materials, if you don't have the strength to touch them randomly, you will definitely die without a place to die, otherwise Xia Ye would have become a salt merchant long ago.

You know, in the history of China, the salt merchants were all very rich, and selling illegal salt was a serious crime of ransacking their families and exterminating their families, which shows the huge profits.

Any salt well and salt fields are important strategic resources, which need to be snatched and defended by various tribes with the blood and weapons of warriors, but Xia Ye doesn't need it, just find any abandoned salt mine to produce snow salt, and the quality is not low.

I dare not sell it, but if I eat it myself, I can't finish it in this life.

Brown sugar is not a necessity in life, but in this era of scarcity of materials and no sweets except honey and fruit, it is used as an artificial sweetening seasoning, without processing, just drinking it with water, it is a top luxury, so the price can be sold The income is very high, except for the nobles, ordinary people don't want to touch it.

It's a pity that Xia Ye still didn't dare to sell.

"Weakness is the original sin!"

Xia Ye sighed, and set foot on the way home. In order not to attract the attention of others, the two bronze boxes were hidden in the peach blossom garden, and all the weapons were wrapped in sackcloth.

Xiacheng, a slum.

Xia Qian walked out of a thatched hut while buttoning his buttons, reminiscing about the smell of Xia Pa's wife, that woman has such a big ass.

Although he is only a small tax official, in this slum, Xia Qian is a noble person that no one dares to mess with. Although there is not much oil and water, these people are too poor, especially those who died of men's sons. A sorghum pancake can sleep a widow.

Why not drop one?Because the remaining half of the pancake can sleep another one, Xia Qian is a person who claims to know numbers, so he never does business at a loss.

Turning the corner, Xia Qian's eyes lit up.

"Summer Frog!"

Xia Qian quickened her pace, Xia Frog was a little thin due to malnutrition, and there was a frog face smeared on her face, but from Xia Qian's vicious eyes, this girl will take care of her body, and she will definitely be a big girl when she grows up. beauty.

Hearing the sound, Xia Wa didn't run away in fright, but stood still and held the dagger.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death?"

Xia Qian raised her hand, as if to hit her. He hated Xia Wa's attitude the most, because she was one of the few poor people in the slums who did not flatter her.

Xia Wa didn't speak, but his eyes became sharper, and his fingers holding the dagger were even stronger.

(End of this chapter)