Chapter 253: The Customs and Habits of the Festival
I often ask this fat boss: "What kind of food do you have in this commissary? ”
The fat boss had already thought of this, since Chang Fa had sold him all the sparrow meat and gopher meat, he must have to buy something to go back, otherwise there might be nothing to eat at night.
He immediately turned back to the counter and took out a row of black bread and a row of bread made of yellow flour, as well as steamed buns made of yellow flour.
After walking in front of Chang Fa, he thought about it, put the black bread back again, and said in his mouth: "Little brother, you have so much money in your hand now, you definitely won't go to eat black bread, come and see our yellow bread and steamed buns." ”
Speaking of bread, Chang Fa really knows a lot, because he used to work in Chen Chen's bakery, although he didn't make bread by hand, but he still knows a lot about bread.
Logically speaking, bread is made of flour with relatively high gluten, and it is generally refined flour, because if there are more impurities in the flour, it is easy to affect the taste of the bread.
However, there are also a lot of multigrain bread now, this kind of bread is deliberately mixed with some multigrain in the high-gluten flour, and then make the bread more nutritious, and the market for this kind of bread is also very large.
But I haven't heard of yellow bread everybody.
Isn't yellow flour just flour made from corn? Chang Fa thought about it, and it seemed that the knowledge he had learned before said that corn did not have much gluten.
At the very least, the protein content in corn is definitely different from that in wheat, and since the protein content is different, the final gluten formation must be completely different.
What would bread made from cornmeal look like?
Chang Fa took a few yellow breads from the boss's hand, and as soon as he took the bread into his hand, he immediately felt that it was different, this bread was not as soft as the one sold in his store, but thick and heavy like a steamed bun.
Chang Fa took the steamed bun in the fat boss's hand again, weighed it carefully, and felt that the bread was still softer than the steamed bun, but the difference was not very big.
He sniffed it, and knew that in this case, these people must not have yeast to ferment, so it must be bread made by adding old noodles to it, but the taste of old noodles is relatively unpleasant.
Sure enough, whether it is yellow bread or yellow bread steamed buns, there is a sour smell, this is the taste left after the fermentation of old noodles, this taste must be very poor, Chang Fa can understand it when he smells it lightly, it is not a taste he likes.
In fact, it's not that the old noodles taste very bad because they are fermented, but that this bread must not be very particular when it is made, so it is more sour.
If it were really for those who lived in this wilderness, it was already very difficult for them to live, and it was not necessary to eat some of this bread, and often broke a small piece of it in his mouth and bit it, and found that it was still a little sweet.
However, it does have a rough texture, and it even feels like it has fallen off the residue, and it is completely like no leavened bread, but it is cornmeal, and it can be made like this.
This sweetness is really nothing unusual to Chang Fa, he has not eaten good things before, not to mention anything else, even if his compressed biscuits are unpalatable, they are much more delicious than this bread.
But for the people of the wilderness, this kind of bread may also be a luxury, they must usually eat rye bread, just to fill their stomachs, this sweet bread may only be eaten on important festivals.
But such a bread that is often unaccustomed to eating, and giving it to Chen Chen and Chen Zhongzheng to eat, is even more nonsense, and several of them have very strict requirements for food, and the requirements for taste and everything are relatively high.
If they were really hungry, they might still eat the yellow bread, but in this case, they might rather go hungry than eat it.
And there is still some food in their backpacks, and there are still a lot of compressed biscuits or something, including compressed vegetables, which can be stewed into soup at night to drink.
But although there are more things to bring, it is not enough for them to eat in the long run, Chang Fa feels that he still has no clues about the bottle at all, and the time spent here will definitely not be short, and three or five days will definitely not be able to leave, so it is still necessary to consider a long-term plan, what can be eaten at that time.
If there were still things to grow here like on the island, Chang Fa thought that he might be able to collect some seeds in the wilderness and then find a wheat field or something here, but he was not prepared to stay here for two or three years, and it would be completely unrealistic to plant wheat in a few months.
Or don't think about it for a long time, just in the current situation, they still urgently need a food to solve the problem of food and clothing at night, Chang Fa looked at the bread, then looked at the steamed buns, and then looked at the counter in the boss.
"Anything else?" Chang asked.
"It's gone, it's gone!" the boss waved his hand: "If it's a New Year's holiday, I might have some white-flour bread and steamed buns here, but it's not an important festival now, so there's nothing in it." ”
The boss said that under normal times, there are only rye bread and steamed buns, and in the high-end there are yellow bread and steamed buns, which can be sold here, but because the price of white noodles is relatively high, few people will come to buy them.
If it's an Acropolis, there will definitely be a lot of white-flour bread in its shops, and even more finely made, very good tasting biscuits and some snacks to sell, but in the outlying market towns, these things are very rare, and they may only be bought during the New Year's holidays.
What he said was very natural, but he often heard a different feeling in his ears, he had never imagined before, it turned out that in this wasteland era after the cataclysm, people still insisted on the previous festival to spend.
And depending on the customs, every family will buy some good things during the New Year's holidays, and even come to the fat boss to buy meat to eat, which is more incredible.
However, it is not a festival now, and there is no good food, so Chang Fa feels that it is still not suitable for him to bring these yellow bread and steamed buns back.
So he looked again at the sparrows and voles that the boss was carrying.