Datang: You Can't Imagine the Happiness of the Prince

As soon as the gray grass ash was poured into the pot, it immediately made a...gurgling sound.

Wu Meier looked at Wan Kuan and licked her lips for no reason.

Wan Kuan smiled and said after seeing it: "Second sister, this is not for eating, don't drool!"

"Humph!"

Wu Mei'er raised her chin and said very proudly: "It's black, it's not a good thing at first glance!"

"Hehe! Little girl, be tough.

When you are free, brother-in-law, I will cook you a dish with plant ash and make sure you swallow your tongue."

"I don't believe it!"

"believe it or not!"

Wan Kuanbian bickered with Wu Meier, his hands moving.

With a big wooden stick, stir it, and the liquid in the whole pot turns gray-black, and the viscosity begins to change.

"Brother-in-law, why do you add grass ash, what's the use of this black thing?"

This Wu Meier took the initiative to ask again.

"This plant ash is a good thing. It is naturally weakly alkaline, and coupled with high temperature, it can decompose organic matter!"

"Brother-in-law, what are you talking about? Are you talking nonsense?"

Wan Kuan pouted, the lack of compulsory education! "Okay, you don't need to ask so much, you just need to know that this plant ash can soften the hard things in this pulp."

"After softening"

"After softening, you can pour the sap of the hibiscus tree into it."

When Wan Kuan said this, he turned off the fire immediately, and then waved his hand to lift the whole big pass.

There was a large wooden barrel beside it, and Wan Kuan poured all the gray pulp in the pot into it.

This pot is full of sediments, which are impurities in the grass and trees, and can't be used.

Therefore, Wankuan only needs the viscous liquid on the upper layer, not the impurities below.

The viscous liquid all went into the barrel, and then the sap of the hibiscus tree on the other side was also filtered out.

Wan Kuan directly poured it into the wooden barrel, and then began to stir it with an iron rod.

The Wu family sisters watched Wan Kuan sweat profusely from exhaustion, not knowing what Wan Kuan was doing.

But Wan Kuan stirred for a while, and felt that the gauze on his body was a little hard, so he took off the gauze outside, leaving only a pair of jackets inside.

This jacket has no sleeves, so Wankuan's two muscular arms are exposed.

Then Wu Shun'er saw Wan Kuan's body was dripping with sweat, so she wiped Wan Kuan's sweat with her little handkerchief.

And Wu Mei'er looked at Wan Kuan's two arms, a little dazed.

Such a strong arm should protect himself.

Wankuan uses the residual temperature of the pulp to stir quickly, and the liquid is completely mixed together in no time.

"Brother-in-law, why did you enter the hibiscus tree?"

Wu Mei'er didn't dare to look at Wan Kuan's arm, so she moved her eyes to the wooden barrel.

"There are many branches in the sap of this hibiscus tree, and this thing is cross-linked, but it is very strong!"

"What is a branched chain protein"

"this"

Wan Kuan is a little hard to explain: "branched-chain protein is...a relatively sticky protein, just like the amylose in glutinous rice.

When you eat rice cakes, don't you feel very sticky?"

“What is this rice cake”

Wu Meier asked one question after another, it was simply... [-] whys.

Wan Kuan rolled her eyes, this little girl is really difficult to deal with, do you never ask Shun'er without seeing others? Actually, Wu Shun'er was also puzzled, but she knew that she was not very smart and could not understand when she asked, so she simply asked Don't ask.

"Have you never tried rice cakes?"

Wan Kuan asked.

Wu Meier pouted her lips: "We are all poor women from small families, how can we compare to brother-in-law who lives all over the world, we have eaten and met before."

"Is the state government also considered a small family?"

"My... dead ghost father, is not a prince at all!"

Wu Mei'er's words made her elder sister frown, and Wu Shun'er knew that her younger sister held a grudge against everyone in the Wu family.

This hatred has been buried in the marrow and cannot be eliminated.

"Okay, needless to say, brother-in-law will make rice cakes for you tonight."

"Brother-in-law, you are so kind!"

Wu Meier smiled sweetly, at this time she looked like a little girl.

Wan Kuan pushed Wu Meier aside: "Okay, I'll give you something delicious tonight.

Now let my brother-in-law finish the work, or I won't have time to make rice cakes for you later."

Wu Meier nodded obediently, and then looked at Wan Kuan without blinking.

Wan Kuan asked Wu Shun'er to talk to Xiao Laizi and let him inform the kitchen to steam ten catties of glutinous rice first.

Without glutinous rice, Wankuan would not be able to make rice cakes.

Wu Shun'er swayed and went directly to the front yard.

And Wan Kuan's eyes were about to fly away following Wu Shun'er.

"Brother-in-law, hurry up and work, my sister and I are still waiting to eat rice cakes!"

Wu Meier reminded.

Wan Kuan glared at Wu Mei'er, then directly picked up a huge wooden hammer and walked towards Wu Mei'er.

"Brother-in-law, what are you doing?"

Wu Meier was startled.

Wan Kuan deliberately smiled cruelly: "Look at me holding a wooden hammer, you know what I'm going to do.

This wooden hammer, of course, smashed down!"

Wu Mei'er smiled disdainfully at this time: "I hate it.

"Brother-in-law, you are scaring me!"

"Who scare you"

Wan Kuan raised the gavel and smashed it down heavily.

But what Wan Kuan smashed was not Wu Mei'er, but the viscous solution in the wooden barrel.

Originally the... pulp was thick enough, but now with the sap of the hibiscus tree, it's even more sticky.

Wan Kuan exerted all his strength and went down with a hammer, causing the juice in the barrel to sway, but the liquid did not spill out.

It can be seen from this, how thick it is! Wan Kuan slammed it down with a hammer, and Wu Mei'er was shocked by the huge force! This brother-in-law is too strong, and he can become a military general.

But my brother-in-law is so smart, being a general is too subservient.

Wu Mei'er sat on the stone bench beside her, watching Wan Kuan beating fiercely, and she thought about it for a while.

If my brother-in-law really became a prime minister in the future, he would be an extremely noble minister.

At that time, I will follow the tide and live a good life.

But this woman can't rely on others alone, she has to rely on herself.

Wu Meier thought of this and sighed, if she was a woman, she could be an official.

Wu Mei'er prides herself on being smarter than those men, and because she is a daughter, she can only hide in the beautiful flowers and birds.

If he can be an official, he must be better than those men.

But at this time Wu Meiniang didn't know that the first woman to be an official appeared after she became the emperor.

Chapter 127

"Hey, hey!"

Wan Kuan shouted slogans, and the sweat on his body was like a stream, flowing down from the ravines of his muscles.

The Wu family sisters sat aside, Wu Shun'er held a handkerchief in her hand, and wanted to wipe Wan Kuan's sweat.

And Wu Mei'er clenched her fist and stared at Wan Kuan's sledgehammer.

At first glance, I thought that the Wu family sisters were cheering for Wan Kuan! "Brother-in-law, have you made this rice cake?"

"Come on, get that bowl of mugwort juice."

Wan Kuan had already beat out the pulp just now, and now the pulp has been spread on the wooden boards to dry.

Wan Kuan had a meal just now: hammer hard, hammer the pulp until it is as viscous as a rice cake.

In the end, Wankuan had to use a scraper to scrape the pulp out of the barrel.

Wan Kuan flattened the pulp and waited for it to dry naturally.

Just when Wan Kuan was proud of his masterpiece, Wu Meier over there started urging Wan Kuan to make rice cakes.

Xiao Laizi poured the steamed glutinous rice into the stone mortar, Wan Kuan changed it to a hammer, and went straight to the dry!

However, Wan Kuan hit harder and harder, and the hammer fell on the glutinous rice in the stone mortar just like the Hot Wheels.

Wu Meier watched the changes in the glutinous rice in the stone mortar, and the corners of her mouth began to drool unconsciously.

Wu Meier handed Wan Kuan the mugwort juice that night, and watched Wan Kuan pour the mugwort juice into the stone mortar.