The life I long for is the God of Food

When Jiang Shuying finished saying that sentence again, everyone sat down again.

"Popsicles are good, shouldn't you eat popsicles in the summer?"

He Jiong muttered to himself.

"yes, yes, how long has it been since we've eaten popsicles?"

Huang Lei pretended to agree.

"If we could have a popsicle now, we could pick up water three more times!"

Peng Peng looked full of energy, and stabbed Dahua after speaking, "You said yes, brother!"

Dahua nodded desperately, his eyes looking at Yu Nong, "Yes, yes!"

Jiang Shuying watched from the side for a long time, and finally saw everyone's intentions.

Everyone peeked at Yu Nong when they spoke, obviously meaning something, and wanted Yu Nong to make popsicles.

"Five-nine-zero" she reacted instantly, and followed: "I miss the old popsicles I ate when I was a child, the kind of handmade ones, put them in the incubator, covered with quilts, and sold in the streets and alleys..."

She also looked at Yu Nong, and said with a "resentful" look in her eyes: "But I haven't eaten it again, and now I suddenly want to eat it."

Yu Nong smiled helplessly, this group of guys.

"Wang Zhengyu!"

Yu Nong shouted at the program team, "Two popsicles, help freeze them!"

The director team of this kind of transaction has tasted the sweetness once a long time ago, and they can't even more like it, and a voice soon came from behind the camera.

"Twenty!"

"Five!"

Yu Nong turned his head back and said lazily: "Otherwise, forget it, it's not that I want to eat anyway." "

All the guests blinked desperately at the director team: Hurry up and agree, don't grind, everyone won't have anything to eat at that time.

Finally, the director team sounded a difficult voice: "Deal!"

"Yay!"

Everyone stood up and cheered as if they had done something great.

Then everyone gathered around Yu Nong and watched expectantly how he made popsicles.

"Peng Peng, you go get buckets of water again!"

"Okay, Brother Yu Nong!"

Peng Peng grabbed the bucket and ran in the direction of "Nongjiale", running faster than a rabbit.

"Teacher He, there should still be honey in the mushroom house. "

"Yes, I'll go get it for you. "

He Jiong trotted into the house.

In fact, making popsicles couldn't be easier, Yu Nong, even ordinary people can make their own at home.

But now everyone has subconsciously developed a concept: no matter what it is, as long as it passes through strong hands, it must be more delicious.

To make an old popsicle, you need whole milk powder and glutinous white sugar.

There is no milk powder mushroom house, and white sugar is also replaced with honey.

Yu Nong poured half a pot of Chitose spring water into the pot, then added glutinous rice flour and honey.

Bring to a boil over low heat.

Yu Nong took a bite and frowned slightly.

The ordinary glutinous rice flour is too poor, and although this local honey is much better than the honey bought in the market, it also disappoints Yu Nong

Fortunately, the water quality of Chitose Spring is so clear and sweet that it makes up for the shortcomings of the other two ingredients.

The old popsicles made may not reach the desired taste, but they are enough to outperform ordinary old popsicles by thousands of times.

"Popsicle sticks and popsicle molds are definitely not available, right?"

Yu Nong looked at Huang Lei and He Jiong helplessly.

The two of them smiled, and then their eyes were firm: "We believe that there must be a way to solve it if you are smaller!"

The people in the mushroom house now have a blind admiration for Nong, no matter what, as long as Yu Nong is there, it will be solved.

There is a genetic argument in science that humans have a lot of primitive worship that comes from the instincts of the body.

In the ancient times of slash-and-burn farming, the greatest primitive worship of human beings was manual labor.

Because those who were good at manual labor tended to have access to more food, and in that era of food scarcity, it was the leader who could lead the people to fill their stomachs.

After thousands of years of development, human civilization has continued to progress, and the worship of manual labor has slowly turned into the worship of mental labor...

In essence, it has not changed, and now the quality of life depends on money, and a person who moves bricks on the construction site obviously does not earn as much as an engineer.

Everyone's strong sense of worship includes two parts: physical strength and mental power.

Yu Nong, who conquered everyone in taste again and again, has almost become a representative of omnipotence in the hearts of everyone.

It sounds incredible, but it's just the way it is.

When you go to school, you will also think that there is no problem in the world that the teacher can't solve.

Yu Nong used the knife to solve the cow, selected bamboo branches of the right thickness and cut them into short sticks, and then rubbed the rough surface smoothly to become popsicle sticks.

"What about the mold?"

Jiang Shuying was a little worried, "You can't freeze the whole piece and then cut the ice cube with a knife, right?"

Huang Lei touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "With less than the sword skill, it's not impossible.."

Yu Nong shook it helplessly, and said to He Jiong: "Teacher He, is there a disposable cup?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

"That's right, disposable cups are the best molds, why didn't I think of it!"

He Jiong quickly ran back to the mushroom house to get the cup, Huang Lei blushed and said: "Misunderstanding! I fell into the misunderstanding of thinking 5.3! I am still less than smart!"

Yu Nong poured the boiled popsicle water into disposable paper cups, covered the cups, and then inserted the finished popsicle sticks into the cups.

Yu Nong mixed a large box of popsicle water and gave it to the program team to freeze together.

Huang Lei was a little puzzled: "Less, what are you going to do?"

Yu Nong: "It's good to give the program team five popsicles, but there are so many people, you can't let other people watch it, how many people share a piece of ice to relieve the heat." "

Huang Lei's eyes showed appreciation: "You have a heart." "

But soon he wondered: "Then how to divide into Xiaoice blocks?"

Yu Nong smiled faintly, "Just like what you said Teacher Huang, cut with a knife." "_

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