Chapter 513 No More Food to Eat (Second Update)

"Milk, I'm beating eggs. Look, this is white cream. You see, we have so many eggs that we can't finish them all. There are still a lot of braised and salted eggs left. It's impossible to sell them. If the eggs are piled up for too long, they will be damaged. Damn it, I'll send it all away now, and I can make chicken cakes later. Don't you really like eating them?

Not only can we make chicken cakes, but we can also make various date cakes, pumpkin cakes, red bean cakes and snack cookies. They will not go bad after being stored for several months. If not, you can also freeze them in the refrigerator. You can eat them when you want, which is very convenient. . "

Of course, cream can not only be used to make cakes. I have secretly made ice cream before. It can also be used to make pudding, cream of mushroom soup, mousse cake, cheesecake... In short, there are many eggs in the house, so this batch is all made into cream and stored. The first thing to do now is to make all the raw materials into semi-finished products, reducing the storage space so that it can be easily moved and used. It will also save trouble when the time comes to eat whatever you want.

It seems that downloading "One Thousand and One Ways to Eat Eggs" was the right choice.

When she heard that it wouldn't spoil, it wasn't a waste. Jing Nai exhaled and her eyes lit up. She hadn't eaten chicken cake for a long time, but she was still unsure:

"Isn't it too much of a waste of food? How many things can be made with so many eggs? It can't be eaten as a staple food, but chicken cakes are rare in our time. What should we do with so many egg yolks? We can't beat them with egg whites. Are you ready? We can’t eat so much egg yolk at one time.”

Jingshu's hands kept moving: "What's a waste? Don't waste it until your mouth is full. Let's not waste the egg yolks. We can make egg yolk pies, egg yolk crisps, and mix them with milk to make egg tarts. , it will last for several years in the refrigerator. If you want to eat egg tarts, add them to the egg tart crust and bake them one by one, and you can have hot and gooey egg tarts at any time.”

"Egg tarts? The egg tarts you bought last time? It's a pity that they are all eaten. Can we make them ourselves?" Jing Nai's eyes brightened.

A box of wholesale egg tarts was finished early. The whole family ate it a few times and then it was gone. Mainly because Jing Nai likes to eat it. The stuff is soft and sweet, which meets several important requirements of Jing Nai for food: sweet, soft, Good to chew.

Even though she is an old lady in her 70s or 80s, she likes to eat sweets. It was her obsession when she was young. Who told her that she was so poor that she couldn't afford sweets at that time.

"Milk, let's eat egg tarts in the afternoon. Come on, I'll teach you how to make egg tart crusts. We can make more. Then we can stack the egg tart crusts together. It doesn't take up space and it's not bad to store them in the refrigerator."

"Hey, what am I here to do?" Jing Nai rolled out the dough seasonedly and familiarly, kneading the special palm-sized dough into the tinfoil, she couldn't help but look confused, "There seems to be something wrong."

What can I do if I stop breastfeeding?

She couldn't say that in order to be able to eat tender and sweet egg tarts more often in the future, she did it honestly, right? It can't be said that she can't walk anymore because of the smell of baked chicken cakes, right?

The words I just said yesterday about cutting back on food and clothing have already been forgotten.

They also forgot about building vegetable shelves and transplanting fruit trees. After the two finally finished all the eggs, used up several bags of flour and countless ponds of sand, they successfully added several kinds of food to the home. After working with a lot of semi-finished products, I finally remembered.

By the time Jingshu realized it and ran to the yard to patrol, she had already changed drastically.

The fruit trees have been replanted and the vegetable shelves have been rebuilt, with twice the original planting space!

Not only that, the double layers of soil on the upper and lower sides of the shed have been placed, and there are also several half-height cages of Chinese cabbage, which look lush and pleasing to the eye.

Master Jing sighed, "It's a pity, it's a waste."

"What's wrong, sir, what's the pity? By the way, it's all done? Where did the soil come from? And these vegetable seedlings." Jingshu was confused. She originally planned to come out of the soil in the space, but she didn't dare to do more. Who knows about the space? Will the soil repair itself?

So Mr. Jing told the story of the past two days. It turned out that Jing's mother bought the soil and vegetable seedlings at a high price from the place near the artificial sun.

Her family discovered that the soil was seeping. The next day, Jingma went to the fields near the artificial sun. She was worried that the land here would also be polluted. Fortunately, the land was still normal.

Jing Shu frowned, that's not possible. Is the land over there normal?

Master Jing continued, Jing’s mother was worried and asked someone to dig deeper, but the area only two meters away was as hard as stone. When she pulled it out, she saw that the quagmire in our field was completely solidified and was like glue. cement.

After testing, we found out that it turned out that the high temperature of the artificial sun dried the thin cement in the surrounding ground and turned it into hard cement, forming a natural protective wall that blocked the continued penetration of mud and water.

It can be regarded as a coincidence that the crops were saved.

Jing's mother did not dare to delay and reported the matter immediately, and started busy with these things in the past two days. Although the Agriculture Department can now cultivate without soil, such a big problem with the land is still very serious.

Master Jing said, "If I had known that high temperatures could dry things, why would we have to use cement and putty to make them waterproof? It took a lot of effort."

Jing Shu comforted: "The temperature of the artificial sun is always very low. Even if our house is dried once, the low temperature will melt and penetrate again later. This is fine, for peace of mind."

After saying this, Master Jing's face became much better. He put away his tobacco and went to clean up the vegetable shed. Master Jing cared about this vegetable shed more than anyone else. After all, his craving for tobacco could not be satisfied until the next batch of tobacco was grown. There isn't much inventory left.

After accompanying Jingshu for a few days, Jingnai no longer had the energy to do it, and she concentrated on preparing the New Year's goods. The fresh vegetables at home were in the period of shortage, but this did not affect the living conditions of Jingshu's family.

If there were no vegetables, just eat more meat. There was plenty of fish and shrimp, and there were also dried goods such as black fungus and mushrooms. Oh, there were also various pickles and pickled vegetables. At worst, the dried vegetables from Qian Duoduo's dividends would also be fine.

I didn't dare to take the vegetables from the Agricultural Department home to eat, because they were all mixed with hormones and catalysts. I had no choice but to eat them.

Most of the crops on the artificial sun side were grain crops, and there were very few vegetables. The few baskets of half-high cabbages were obtained at a great cost. Jingnai had been pulling them out from time to time these days. The poor cabbages that were not yet mature had to go out to work.

Fortunately, green onions and ginger could be added, otherwise without these seasonings, Jing's family's meals would really not taste good.

It seems that Jingshu's family will not be able to eat vegetables as they please in the next few months.

Jingshu was obsessed with the oven, baking a pot of cookies and cakes of various flavors. She was trying her best to stock up on food, otherwise how could she have such delicious food in the future?

So much so that Jingshu was not happy when she was asked to drive the RV to pick up people to celebrate the New Year. At this rate, when would she be able to stock up enough cookies? Sigh.

Jingshu was just about to leave when there was a knock on the door.

"Are they here? It saves me a lot of trouble." Jingshu muttered.

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