"Jiaojiao, I think this loquat ointment lasts well! It's not good for me. My Jiaojiao is indeed a genius! I've read about it in books, but I've never done it once, and it's been so good for so many years."

My wife doesn’t have such good skills!”

Xu Jiaojiao smiled guiltily. Every time she went on summer vacation in her previous life, her grandparents would help her make loquat paste and loquat dew to drink. She had already become overcooked with it.

Mrs. Xu Zhang finally tasted the loquat paste on the tip of her chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

"Uh-huh!" After saying three times in a row, the old bark-like wrinkles on Xu Zhang's face seemed to relax, "It's moderately sweet and sour, refreshing. After you eat it, your throat will feel sweet and smooth.

It tastes good, is it really made from wild loquat fruit? Why is there no bitterness, astringency, or numbness at all?"

When Xu Zhang was tasting the loquat paste, Luo secretly swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva.

She stretched her neck and looked into the bamboo tube in Xu Zhang's hand. She was tall and could see but couldn't eat.

Hearing Xu Zhang's comment, she drooled even more, no less drooling than her son Xiao Liuzi.

The difference between the two is that one drooled and swallowed it all.

One was hanging brightly in the corner of the mouth, and it dripped onto the corner of the clothes.

Mrs. Xu Zhang just pretended not to see it, used her chopsticks to scoop up a large amount of chopstick paste, and put it into her mouth.

This time I savored it carefully and said, "Okay, okay! This tastes good. As a person who doesn't like sour food, I feel like I can eat half a tube in one go. You also want to try my old daughter's craftsmanship."

Luo Shi had been waiting for this sentence for a long time. She already had a long wooden spoon in her hand and was ready to scoop it out. "Mom, let me scoop some for Xiao Liuzi first."

As he said that, he reached over and scooped up...

He was slapped by Xu Zhang and flew away.

"It's good enough to let you use chopsticks to pick out shreds. You use such a big wooden ladle to scoop out half of the tube. My old girl has been cooking it for a long time, so I can eat it all in one bite for you, okay?"

Luo Shi was slapped in the face and could only put down the long wooden ladle angrily and replaced it with chopsticks. Looking at Xu Zhang's eyes, he picked some.

Mother and son tasted it.

Then, Mrs. Xu Zhang asked Yuanshi and Sanya to try something new. Yuanshi and Sanya didn't dare to make any mistakes. Each of them picked a little bit of silk, put it in his mouth and took a sip.

Several people entered the room at the same time, and at the moment they entered, they almost all showed disbelief in their eyes.

Surprise!

First, it is sweet, so sweet that it makes your heart feel soft, and secondly, it is sour, so sour that it makes people feel comfortable. When the two are combined, people's taste glands will have a kind of passion that is instantly mobilized. Thousands of words can be expressed.

Two words, delicious.

In their philosophy, meat buns and meat dumplings are the most delicious.

But this loquat paste, they thought, was delicious, and eating it made people feel inexplicably happy.

They have never eaten anything so delicious in their lives.

Xiaoliuzi finished smacking his tongue and said impatiently, "Milk, Xiaoliuzi still needs cream, and...milk..."

"Mom, give me another chopstick! Mom, what kind of fairy loquat paste is this? It's so delicious. Our little sister must be a fairy who descended to earth to make such delicious loquat paste!"

Luo's mother and son couldn't wait, especially Luo, who ignored Xu Zhang's eyes, stepped forward, took a deep dig with the chopsticks, and stuffed it into his mouth.

When Xiao Liuzi saw that Luo Shi had eaten it secretly and refused to give it to him, he was so anxious that he burst into tears.

"Mother, mother... milk, grandma..."

Calling me mother or milk was useless. The boy was smart and turned to Xu Jiaojiao and yelled, "Aunt, old aunt, eat, eat, eat... cream... aunt..."

Xu Jiaojiao found it funny. This was really because the child next door did not cry, but her own child did.

Yuanshi and Sanya also have unfinished ideas.

Mrs. Xu Zhang was reluctant to give up, and Xu Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Mom, this pot has boiled more than ten bamboo tubes of loquat paste. This tube is just for everyone to try. It was all the hard work of everyone, so we all shared it and ate it."

Forget it, it’s not worth it. You continue to peel the pulp, and Sanya and I continue to boil it. There are so many fruits, as long as you take the time, you can boil as much loquat paste as you want."

"Okay, listen to me, old girl. I'm having a good day today. I'm happy. It's all thanks to my old girl that you have such delicious loquat paste to eat. Let me tell you, this is something only rich people can afford.

Good stuff, let you memorizers have a taste of it. From now on, you have to thank you sisters and aunts. Do you hear me? Bring out a small bowl and give each person a ladle. Do you have more?

The whole family has to taste this bamboo tube. Your grandfather and father are still working in the fields and haven’t tasted it yet. Let you, the time-traveling ghosts, taste it first!"

Luo Shi and others were overjoyed.

Mrs. Xu Zhang chatted and gave everyone a large wooden spoon. The loquat paste in this bamboo tube was about half a catty.

Divided half and left half.

My flesh hurts so much.

"Old girl, for such a fruit weighing dozens of kilograms, you have to make dozens of bamboo tubes of loquat paste. This loquat paste is very expensive. How much do you plan to sell a tube of it for tomorrow?"

Xu Jiaojiao's method of cooking is a big sacrifice, but also adds the cost of sugar and the craftsmanship of cooking.

She plans to price it at around 50 cents a tube.

When Mrs. Xu Zhang heard the price, she felt distressed, "Oh, it's so expensive! What can I give these poor people to eat? This tube costs 50 Wen, which is several kilograms of meat. I can't give it to them next time."

Old girl, take all the loquat ointment you’ve boiled and quickly take it to mother’s house. Mother will lock the cupboard for you and keep it well.”

Speaking of preservation issues.

Xu Jiaojiao encountered another big problem, "Mom, these foods need to be stored at low temperatures and cannot be placed in a warm room. Mom, can we dig a cellar in the backyard to store fruits and loquat paste in the future?

Loquat dew and the like. If you leave it outside, it will go bad in a few days. But if you put it in a cellar, it can stay fresh for several months or even half a year."

If you dig bigger, you can also store loquat wine.

Digging a cellar is a kind of civil engineering work. Xu Jiaojiao has not studied it and is not very good at it.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xu Zhang said easily, "Dig a cellar? Yes! When your father built the house before, he said that he wanted to dig a cellar for storing things. However, the family is very poor. It would be nice to have food.

, where are the extra things stored? In the past, your father cleared out the ground for digging a cellar, but I did not agree to dig it. Since you need it now, old girl, I asked your father to dig it for you again, specifically for you.

one……"

"My dad, he knows how to dig?" Xu Jiaojiao was a little surprised.

"Of course your dad can dig. When he was young, your dad learned to be a mason. Your dad built our brick house with his own hands! From digging the foundation to putting up beams and covering with straw, he did it all by himself.

He did it. Digging a cellar is not something he can do. However, now that his old arms and legs don’t have the strength to do it himself, he asked your brothers and nephews to help, and he can give it to you in a few days.
Chapter completed!