Chapter 388: Going Downhill

Last year, there was a lot of harvest in the field, and the public storage room could not fit it, so the chief sent out soybeans, potatoes, sorghum and other shelf-stable things in advance.

In any case, no one will interfere with whether you eat your own things or store them in the cellar.

Zhu Yuanyuan is a glutton, as soon as he got his hand, he stewed pig's trotters with soybeans, and tried to steam sorghum rice to eat.

After the beginning of spring, she didn't save money on cooking for her master, not only ate up her master's share, but also took some out of the system backpack and pretended to have it for herself.

At this point, on the surface, she has lost the two things of soybeans and sorghum, and if she wants to make wine and soy sauce, she has to find another way to make the ingredients.

But it's okay, after the accompaniment ceremony, Brother Shiraishi completely moved and brought a lot, and there are relatives and friends who can always collect a little, and it is no problem to brew some soy sauce and wine.

Zhu Yuanyuan believes that as long as everyone knows the wonderful use of soy sauce and wine, the farming team will return to a variety of soybeans and sorghum next year.

Soybeans, in particular, can not only be squeezed to make soy sauce, but also eaten as vegetables and snacks.

Zhu Yuanyuan's efficiency is actually quite high when he is not making salted fish, and after dinner that night, he went to the house of his parents, grandmother and two elder brothers, harvesting half of the soybeans and half of the sorghum animal skin bags.

The number is a bit small, but according to the recipe will inevitably encounter various problems, whether it can succeed is still unknown, these are enough for her to try several times.

"Come on, strive for success," Zhu Yuanyuan clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Soy sauce and sake can't be made in a short time, but the cut-off version of the bowl chicken is served first, and the taste is actually not good, but because it is a cold dish, it can still be eaten in the mouth.

Hu Yin complained while eating, "It's better to marinate the meat, don't do it next time, just stew the pot meat, don't heat it when you eat."

"Ah~ Why do I think the taste is okay," Zhu Yuanyuan closed his eyes and blew, "refreshing, fragrant but not greasy." Look at the book

Even if no one likes to eat it, she has to save her dignity.

"Then the rest is left for you to eat with Shi Boy at night," Hu Yin's eyes were sharp, "I will eat cold vegetables and braised pork for dinner, I don't want this bowl chicken, I don't even have a piece of chicken, and I even say it's chicken."

"How can there be no chicken," Zhu Yuanyuan said confidently, "I boiled half a salted chicken leg and threw it in."

Hu Yin questioned his soul, "Where are the salted chicken legs? You can fish it out and show me!"

"Uh~" Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes rolled wildly, and he replied with a little embarrassment, "I took it out and tore it to taste, it was too salty, so I ate it myself."

After eating, she poured two large tubes of herbal tea to relieve herself.

But these are not important, so I won't tell the master, and when the ingredients are complete, she will make bowl chicken, she will definitely cook fresh chicken, and she will never make a fool of using salted chicken thighs to make up the numbers.

In order to have a bowl chicken name, Zhu Yuanyuan really sacrificed a lot.

Hu Yin couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, and he couldn't even care about the image of the flower of Kaolin, so he just pointed at his apprentice's nose and scolded, "Fool."

"You don't know how much salt you used to marinate the salted chicken thighs? I used to have to add potatoes and corn to stew, but now I just cook them and throw them in the salty soup, which is really stupid."

Zhu Yuanyuan solemnly apologized, "I was wrong."

Hu Yin, "......" recognizes his mistake so simply, can he still hold on to it?

It has to be!

In order to show the generosity of being a master, Hu Yin had to grit his teeth and wave his hand, "Clean up the pots and stoves, there are many things today, don't sleep in the afternoon."

"Okay Master," Zhu Yuanyuan agreed with a low brow.

She didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break, she just couldn't do private work anymore.

The bowl chicken failed, and the recipe was temporarily at the bottom of the box, but Zhu Yuanyuan didn't have his hand, and continued to study the food with riveting spirit.

Before the soy sauce and wine are made, she needs to improve her cooking skills.

Zhu Yuanyuan is happy, someone has to be unlucky, new dishes, how to know if it tastes good or not, you can't eat it yourself, you have to see if others like it or not.

As a master, Hu Yin was not willing to refuse directly, and Baishi, who was a companion, was not good and reluctant to shirk, so he could only pinch his nose to try it, and when he was finished, he would squeeze out a smile and give a thumbs up to praise the deliciousness.

It's not that I'm forced to say nice things, but I'm afraid that the chef will be sad.

Zhu Yuanyuan didn't notice it at first, she just thought it was a different personal taste, she thought it was not delicious, maybe others thought it tasted good, and she waited for a lot of times before she came back to taste, and she couldn't cry or laugh.

"I'm here to let you taste how it tastes, if it's delicious, you can cook it again in the future, and if it's not delicious, you can improve it, I really don't want to hear you shoot and say good things."

Originally, I wanted to say that I was sycophant, but I felt that the adjectives were inappropriate, so I could only make a sharp turn.

Shiraishi sneered, "What you make is delicious, but it's a little weird when you first eat it, just eat a few more bites."

"Yes, people are numb, why do you still feel unpalatable," Zhu Yuanyuan was also a little distressed, "You have to misunderstand that you have been abused when everyone sees it like this."

She can almost make up the scene of everyone gossiping together, what little witch is ruthless and forced her companion to test drugs, or the little witch is going downhill, and her cooking skills are getting worse and worse......

Ahh

"How come," the smile on Shiraishi's face softened, making it much more sincere, "Yuanyuan is the most powerful, and only fools can think wildly."

Zhu Yuanyuan's eyes widened, "Do you want to think clearly before you speak?"

She is just an ordinary person (crossing girl), compared with some crossing women who call for wind and rain in another world, it is obvious who wins and loses, especially after the merger tribe, the master's position has become more and more stable, but she has become a thorn in the side of many people.

It is no exaggeration to say that there are at least double digits of people who want to pull her off the horse, and if they seize the opportunity, those people are afraid that they will flock to her.

Fortunately, Zhu Yuanyuan has a golden finger, even if the artificial intelligence that comes with the system is no longer reliable, what he learned before is still there, and there is still a mustard seed space bound to the soul.

If you don't lose money, you can take a big advantage, and it's not an exaggeration to say that it doesn't matter if you unbundle it from the system now.

Tong Aotian finally got rid of the miserable situation of being confined every day, and he planned to clamp his tail and be a well-behaved leader, where would he have thought that the host was too angry to speak, and it couldn't listen to it at all.

"Host, please be a man!"

Zhu Yuanyuan was also speechless, "Why don't I be a man? If you say it, if it's really my fault, I will definitely change it, but if it's slander, hum, it will definitely leave you with no good fruit to eat."

Tong Aotian is just a Dao data, and he doesn't need to eat and drink, he doesn't care much about good fruits and rotten fruits, and he said in a daze, "Don't get excited, I'm worried about your companion, what if you eat bad stomach?"

"Zhibei~" Zhu Yuanyuan blurted out, and immediately realized that it was not good, and hurriedly changed his words, "There won't be that kind of thing, I didn't add anything bad, but the taste is a little strange, and I can't eat it."

"So you also think it tastes strange, so why do you have to try it yourself," Tong Aotian accused, "That's not right."

"Oh," Zhu Yuanyuan said expressionlessly, "I like it."