how could he become the richest man in the village just by going to the mountains?

UnknownAfter more than an hour, the fairy grass was boiled.

At this time, Yang Fan was sweating, he didn't care about taking off the white undershirt on his body, so he took out the gauze he bought yesterday and began to filter it.

This is the juice of the fairy grassland.

To make real fairy grass, you have to continue to boil with a certain proportion of water, add cornstarch and sugar, stir and slowly add until you feel the resistance of the spoon, you can stop, and turn off the heat directly after boiling.

It's been three and a half hours since it was boiled.

It's too late at noon, but in the afternoon it's time for the cannery staff to get off work.

Xu Xiuying ran over to see the finished product, and was a little surprised.

This immortal rice cooked by Yang Fan is even better than what she boiled, is this the legendary genius? Even if he has not done it, he can learn it as long as he looks at it, and he can still do it better than others? Yang Fan has done

a lot of it,

so he has divided a lot of it and kept it for his own family to eat and give away.

It's not yet four o'clock, so you should be in town by half-past five, and you have plenty of time.

He divided several portions, and then iced them with well water, and now there was no refrigerator, so that was all.

An An on the side had long wanted to eat it.

Yang Fan touched her head with a smile and said, "Don't worry, wait until it's cold before eating." "

Fortunately, the temperature of the well water is cool enough, and with Yang Fan's interval water exchange, the immortal rice will soon become cool.

Yang Fan was not distressed at all, and added a lot of sugar to the bowl with a spoon, so that Xu Xiuying on the side almost couldn't help but lecture Yang Fan.

I really don't know that firewood, rice, oil and salt are expensive, but this white sugar is as expensive as meat, so I put so much.

"Eat.

Xu Xiuying was thinking about whether to remind Yang Fan euphemistically, when she saw that she and her daughter had a small bowl of cold fairy rice in front of her.

The white sugar has not completely melted, and the sugar grains can still be seen on the black fairy rice dumpling, which is sweet and delicious when you look at it.

An

An on the side was not stunned by Xu Xiuying, she directly took a spoon and ate it, and blew a rainbow fart after taking a bite: "Baba is so greasy, this black compress is a good time."

"There are still some after eating, but you can't eat more, you can only eat two bowls at most." "

Uh-huh. An An nodded and responded vaguely, and the little head and melon seeds were almost buried in the small bowl.

Yang Fan greeted Xu Xiuying: "Xiuying, you can also taste the taste."

"Oh, oh.

Xu Xiuying answered, and when she looked at Yang Fan, she saw him putting white sugar in a small pot: "I'll pay back the money in a while, and bring them some immortal rice dumplings by the way."

"Okay. Yang Fan gave this small pot to someone else, Xu Xiuying didn't expect him to think so thoughtfully.

She looked at the bowl with just the right amount of thickness, picked up the spoon and took a bite.

The entrance is sweet and cold, as if the summer heat can dissipate a lot.

The fairy rice dumpling is doing very well, but I don't know if I can make money.

Yang Fan didn't know Xu Xiuying's worries, and after getting the immortal rice in the pot, he took the money to be repaid and went to Aunt Su Fen's house first.

In this afternoon, there is nothing important, and everyone generally does not go to the ground, so Aunt Su Fen is at home, and even Aunt Su Fen's husband, Uncle Yu De, is also at home.

Uncle Yu De is a carpenter, in addition to making furniture for people, he often comes to repair furniture.

After all, everyone is poor, and there are always no more people who make furniture than there are people who repair furniture.

"Uncle Yu De, Aunt Su Fen. The

courtyard door was not closed, Yang Fan knocked on the door a few times, and then entered, Uncle Yu De was holding a piece of wood at the gate of the courtyard, polishing something, and Aunt Su Fen on the side was collecting shoes.