The Bai family didn't come here to look for her, it doesn't mean that they haven't looked for her, come again, it's routine to look at the livestock, and Ding Xuewei didn't take a shortcut to the ridge.

Leisurely, she walked around the livestock shed, making sure that Aunt Qin hadn't brought anyone over today, so she turned to An and them.

"Exactly."

At the same time as seeing Ding Xuewei, An He also saw the carriage coming behind her, and was overjoyed.

Putting down the half-cut mushrooms in his hand, the person also walked over and stood side by side with Ding Xuewei, waiting for the carriage to arrive.

After a while, the carriage stopped, and Chen Qing lifted the curtain and lifted a basket.

It's not like there's something to leave, but it's already back.

"I let Chen Qing go to the west of the city early in the morning."

Ding Xuewei had already smelled the smell, where else to use him to explain something.

A little speechless: "Uncle An, it's not like no one makes cherry jam!" ”

Cherries, small in size, thin skin and tender flesh, will rot if you wash them twice, where can you turn the candied into honey fruit: "Or are you half-ripe?" ”

Half-ripe cherries are different, not only can they be candied but also steamed and dried into dried fruits or canned food.

"Chen Qing?" Peace and impatience.

How did he know what was ripe?

At the moment, An He hoped that someone would remind Chen Qing when he went to pick cherries.

Ding Xuewei's words were not casual, but confident.

"The cherries are fully ripe, the green plums are green, and the red and yellow plums are half ripe." Chen Qing said that there were more than cherries in the car.

"You can't do it without making some honey fruit!" Ding Xuewei was quite speechless, Chen Yu was too positive about these people: "Sugar belt? ”

"Brought it." Chen Yu happened to turn back to the side of the car, she asked, climbed into the carriage and slipped down two cloth bags.

Ding Xue slightly pressed her gaze and saw that there were still two bags in the car.

Two hundred catties of sugar is enough to make these fruits into preserved fruits.

Sugar is only an auxiliary to these fruits, and sugar is very expensive, so any type of candied fruit in this world will not lose its original taste.

In her opinion, it is more delicious than the candied dried fruits in the current world that are completely sugar-stained and have lost their original flavor, which is why she will discuss more with Shopkeeper Wu that time.

In recent years, the honey fruit is even more delicious, not to mention the big and small flowers and the children in the village, she likes it very much!

Waiting for Chen Qing to unload all the baskets in the car, look through the number, and ponder in his heart, Ding Xuewei handed Chen Qing the burden in his hand.

"In the afternoon, Chen Qingge went to the city again to help me buy some saltpeter, and by the way, customize this ice bucket. If you have more time, you can help go to the west of the city and ask for some cows and milk to come back, the more the better. ”

"Cow milk?"

A moment ago, he was wondering if this ice bucket was the kind of ice bucket he thought, and the next second he was grabbed by the words cow and milk: "Will you drink?" ”

In this world, cows, sheep, and dairy products are not eaten by anyone, but are exclusive to the region.

Just as people in the interior can't smell the fish, people in most areas outside the grassland grazing areas can't eat milk, and the smell is stinky.

There are no sheep and not many cattle in Fengcheng Mansion. No one thinks about cows and milk, firstly because there is nothing extra to share with the calf, and secondly, they are not used to it.

In the original text, the male protagonist has been stationed in the Northern Wilderness for many years, and he has never been accustomed to the eating habits of the people in the north, and after returning to Beijing, he deliberately brought a chef from the north to breed a large number of sheep, and the whole house followed him to drink milk tea and eat cheese.

Pan Di, the vicious female partner, is because she can tolerate milk and fishy smell better than the heroine, and occupies the male protagonist's breakfast time for a long time!

It was because he could accept the eating habits of the north that he visited the families of several northbound officials, did what he liked, and attracted a group of die-hard fans of his own!

An He can manage all the industries that Chen Yu is in Fengcheng Mansion, and his horizons are naturally broad, plus he dares to eat even insects in their eyes, and it is difficult for them to think about other things with cows and milk.

Ding Xue was slightly generous: "A few days ago, Aunt Zhang went to a certain lady's house to ask for some snacks, and I tasted it yesterday, so I am a little familiar." The animals on Brother Chen Yu's Zhuangzi are very good, so I want to give it a try. ”

What she wants to try, she can basically try it, and what is the dim sum that can make Zhang Niangzi worry about, An He also has a number in her heart.

As for how she could taste the taste of cow and milk, which Fengcheng Mansion didn't have, then he shouldn't think about it.

"It's still early, you can run again." While arranging Chen Qing, he motioned for her to open the baggage.

When the drawings are displayed, it proves that this ice bucket is not the other ice bucket.

An He immediately raised his eyes and looked at Ding Xuewei.

"This?" He picked up a drawing and asked Ding Xuewei to explain a thing or two.

"I don't know if the ice bucket I drew is the ice bucket in my grandmother's mouth!" Quite regrettable, she sighed: "If I had known that I would touch it today, I should have been more careful at that time!" ”

"At that time, when I heard my grandmother talk about ice, I was very curious, and I asked, but my grandmother did not hide that saltpeter can make ice! When I went back yesterday, it happened that Xiaohua picked back the peach. The unripe peach is not sweet, so I thought about trying the so-called canned food, which was quite successful, and it was not until I ate the so-called canned food that I remembered the words of the old grandmother who had a cold can! ”

I listened to it at the time, but I didn't remember it, I remembered it, I wanted to do it, and I had to put it together by myself.

That's what Ding Xuewei wanted to say.

Whether it's An He or Chen Qing, they all know what a magical character the grandmother in her mouth is, but whenever Ding Xue mentions this grandmother, it is worth their patience.

An He handed Chen Qing a look, and Chen Qing immediately retracted his mind and listened wholeheartedly.

To the ears of the two of them, the word ice-making is simply a fantasy comparable to artificial rainfall.

What saltpeter needs heat to melt, water evaporation will return to a solid form, and saltpeter will pump out the heat in the water, and the liquid in the inner ring of the ice bucket will condense into ice, etc., the two of them directly understand whether they understand or not.

What they don't understand, this baby can remember, figure out why, its memory and intelligence are needless to say.

"Ahem~"

Thinking that he was not as good as a baby's An He, he coughed a little embarrassedly and asked Chen Qing: "Do you understand?" ”

"Listen... I understand. Chen Qing's face was a little hot: "I just don't understand it!" ”

"I don't understand either, so I'll have to try to see it!" Ding Xuewei doesn't just don't understand, everyone is the same, don't feel ashamed.

This is true for printing, and the same is true for making toilet paper, so it is not surprising that this is not surprising.

"Go first." An He gave Chen Qing a calm look.

Chen Qing nodded clearly.

He went back for at least half a day, Ding Xuewei naturally couldn't wait, while calling Xia and Zhang's family, she also called five laborers by the way, and the cherries were boiled into jam before eating, and the green plums, red and yellow plums were soaked into the jar.

She prefers pickles soaked in salt, sugar, and licorice to honey fruits.

The salty, sweet and sour taste is simply beautiful!

The most important thing is that it is so easy to pickle, her mind is on dealing with cows and milk today, and she really doesn't want to toss!

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