At this time, Liu Qingqing, who was immersed in her own enjoyment, didn't notice at all that her past behaviors had made Bai Zhulan very dissatisfied with her.

"Zhulan, let's go quickly. Liu Qingqing reminded Bai Zhulan's colleagues that he didn't forget to glance at Liu Tongtong.

On the other side, Lin Mengyao, who returned home, put the fruits picked today in the yard and washed them, and now almost every household in Xianning Village eats fruits as rice, and they like to eat one if they have nothing to do.

Because most of the fruit is full of water, it is easy to eat enough.

Then he took out a clean basin, picked Guanyin leaves and poured boiling water on the branches, and stirred vigorously with a clean wooden stick.

Until the Guanyin leaves are stirred into a paste, the juice inside is squeezed out, set aside to cool, and the remaining residue is fed to the chickens in the yard.

"Hey, Meng Yao, what are you doing here, a good basin will let you be so ruined. Grandma Zhou said with a distressed face when she saw Lin Mengyao making that green and mushy thing.

"Grandma Zhou, don't worry, this is edible. Lin Mengyao looked at Grandma Zhou and explained anxiously.

"Can you eat it, really?" Grandma Zhou looked at Lin Mengyao with a suspicious expression.

But I still didn't throw out the pot of green gooy.

At this time, anything that can be eaten cannot be wasted, let alone someone like Grandma Zhou who has saved a lifetime.

Recently, looking at the white-flour steamed buns that Lin Mengyao brought to the table every day, I was reluctant to eat a bite.

also kept telling Lin Mengyao that she must save some food to eat, she doesn't need to eat so well when she is so old.

Lin Mengyao knew that this kind of thing didn't make sense with people of Grandma Zhou's age, so she nodded her head every time, and when it was time to eat, it was still white flour steamed buns, a vegetarian dish and a meat dish.

"How do you eat this thing?" asked Grandma Zhou with a frown.

"After it cools, it's ready to eat, and it tastes good. Lin Mengyao said with a smile.

"Meng Yao, how do you know this thing can be eaten?"

Grandma Zhou's question really stopped Lin Mengyao, after all, Grandma Zhou lived for so many years and didn't know that the leaves of this tree could still be eaten.

Lin Mengyao can't say that she ate it in her last life, let's not say whether Grandma Zhou believes it or not, what if Grandma Zhou is frightened.

"This was given to me by my mother. Lin Mengyao thought for a while and said.

When Grandma Zhou heard Lin Mengyao say this, an expression appeared on her face.

Lin Mengyao's mother is not a local, and she met and married Lin Mengyao's father in the army.

In Grandma Zhou's opinion, Lin Mengyao's mother is a very smart woman, and the reason why she handed it over to Lin Mengyao should be because she was afraid that her daughter would be hungry.

"Since your mother said it, then it should be true, oh why didn't you pick more back. ”

Grandma Zhou's words turned sharply, which caught Lin Mengyao off guard.

"Grandma Zhou, this thing is very easy to break, it's best to eat it freshly made first, anyway, there are many more on this kind of tree mountain, so you don't have to worry." Lin Mengyao explained with a smile.

While waiting for the Guanyin leaves to solidify, Lin Mengyao carried the bamboo basket to the field and dug up the potatoes that had grown.

Because Lin Mengyao often watered and fertilized, the potatoes she planted all grew very big.

Lin Mengyao had to carry five or six boxes of potatoes home from the field.

"Mengyao, did you grow these potatoes?" Grandma Zhou looked at the potatoes that Lin Mengyao carried back, and her eyes widened in shock again.

"Yes, I originally wanted to plant sweet potatoes, but when I saw that the potatoes at home had sprouted, I made some room and planted the sprouted potatoes. Lin Mengyao explained.

"So many potatoes are you going to bring to the county?"

"No, it's not. "The potatoes are so heavy, Lin Mengyao won't be stupid enough to take away so many potatoes so blatantly.

Even if there is no limit to trouble, she is afraid of being robbed when she sleeps at night.

Lin Mengyao plans to pick out the smaller ones in these potatoes and those with cracks on their bodies, and then make them into potato starch, which will be much easier.

Just do it.

Pick out the big and good potatoes and put them in a bamboo basket, and then carry them to the house and put them away.

And then all that's left is some "crooked melons and cracked dates".

First, the soil on the surface of the potatoes is washed, then sliced with a knife, and finally shredded.

Then the shredded potatoes are run in the water to wash out the starch in the potatoes.

It's best to do this step several times to make sure that all the starch in the potatoes is cleaned.

Then the shredded potatoes are fished out, and the white water is left there to rest for a while, and slowly the starch washed out of the potatoes will sink to the ground.

And the shredded potatoes left over from washing powder naturally can't be wasted, vinegared shredded potatoes, and shredded potatoes fried meat.

And the remaining large pile of shredded potatoes was made into potato cakes by Lin Mengyao, so that those shredded potatoes could be preserved for a long time.