Chapter 102 The Saltier Salted Fish

Ye Xiaobai cooked in person.

Salted fish, stuffed eggplant, plus stir-fried cabbage and a few other side dishes.

As a master of the innate martial arts realm, what can you do, what you can do!

For three years, Ye Xiaobai worked as a salted fish in the grocery store for three years.

Every day, Ye Xiaobai is accompanied by a computer.

When I am free, I will also surf the Internet to see how to cook in the live broadcast.

Now that I think about it a little, the video of cooking seems to be played in real time in my mind, and the whole step and the amount of ingredients used appear in my mind in detail.

Pour oil!

Spoon upside down!

Stir-fry!

There is no stir-fry in this world, and naturally there is no such dazzling stir-fry skills.

Wu Qing and the others who watched it were dumbfounded.

Wei Qingfu clapped his hands on the side.

Baili Wuhuan was standing with his head pinned.

The gentleman is far away from cooking, not to mention that Baili Wuhuan is a monk.

Naturally, he disdains to bother with this cooking.

However, Ye Xiaobai's round of hype was as fierce as a tiger, but he couldn't help but look at it.

"Bells and whistles!"

Although he was scolding, his nose couldn't help but move.

Don't say it, this dish is really delicious.

Baili Wuhuan had already opened the valley and didn't eat the food of the world, but at this time, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

No!

I am a generation of Tianjiao!

How can you eat such greasy and mundane food?!

If you want to eat it, you can also eat steamed sea bass.

Well, with a bowl of Suzhou and Hangzhou rice wine, that's excellent.

What kind of salted fish stuffed eggplant, stir-fried cabbage, at first glance it is quite greasy.

Even if I finish drinking the purple cheese, I won't be contaminated with such mundane things.

Hum!

After secretly setting up a FLAG in his heart, Baili Wuhuan continued to look away and did not look at Ye Xiaobai in the field.

"Xiaobai, we don't eat with refugees?!"

Li Di next to him asked cautiously.

"No need, you can explain, and the cooked porridge chopsticks will stand upright. Bring enough salted fish and eggplant tubes!"

This Ye Xiaobai didn't know where to transport bags of rice.

Moreover, the rice is still crystal clear, and at first glance, it looks like the skin of the best rice has been licked off after being licked twice, and it will look like this.

What a luxury!

Even before the spiritual energy was exhausted, when there was no great chaos in the world, the peasants of Qinghe County had never been so extravagant.

First of all, it is not easy for a family to have one or two acres of good self-reserved paddy fields.

Naturally, the rice produced in this paddy field is kept until the New Year's festival before it is taken out to entertain guests.

Moreover, the rice was only licked once, and it was a coarse grain with a yellow skin.

It's so fine, it's so extravagant!

Such good rice, no one has eaten it in peacetime, and now you use it for disaster relief?!

It's okay to use it for disaster relief.

You still have to cook porridge and then don't pour your chopsticks upright?!

You must know that in normal times, even if they come out for disaster relief during the disaster season, the porridge cooked is white.

The chopsticks don't fall down, how many meters will this waste?!

This day is bound to be an extremely large number for the rest of the day.

Not to mention that the beast tide doesn't know how many days it will come now.

It's okay for you to give disaster relief like this.

With so much to do, now is a great time to buy people's hearts!

Take a walk around the refugee camp, then cuddle a cute little girl and scoop a bowl of porridge for a symbolic bite.

No matter what, you have to have a good reputation for sharing weal and woe with the people.

With a reputation, whether it is an official or a cultivator in the future, it will be very convenient!

This is merit, this is political achievement!

However, your cat is eating here now, this is too salty, isn't it?!

Ye Xiaobai, don't you go to heaven?!

Li Di was scolding in his heart, but Ye Xiaobai next to him did not stop.

Now I have a super strong memory, and all the cooking videos I've watched before are all the same.

After a few moments, a few dishes were fried.

A generation of female sword emperor Wei Qingfu incarnated into a running hall and served a side dish.

"Everyone, what are you still doing in a daze?!, sit down, big things, wait until after dinner. Eat well. ”

Eat well?!

Wu Qing and Li Di glanced at each other, and they both sighed.

It's been a long time since I've heard such a phrase.

It's not just two people, it's all living beings in the world.

After this aura is exhausted and the world is in turmoil, there may be very few people who will say such things.

After all, being able to live every day is already a luxury for the people of this world.

Eating well or something is even more of a delusion.

"Eat, eat! It's rare for Ye Shuai to cook in person, we must try Ye Shuai's good craftsmanship! It's just, Ye Shuai, you salted fish, really can't eat dead people?!"

Wu Qing greeted everyone, and after sitting down, the chopsticks he picked up paused in mid-air.

In this era, the production of green salt was very rare.

There is no green salt near Qinghe County, and most of the salt is rock salt.

Rock salt cannot be eaten directly.

So many salted fish, is it salted?!

Thinking of this, Wu Qing's chopsticks really couldn't fall.

"How can salted fish eat dead people?!"

After Ye Xiaobai laughed twice, he picked up the chopsticks first, sandwiched a piece of salted fish, and ate it first.

Blinking his mouth twice, Ye Xiaobai said with some regret.

"It's a pity, it's still not cleaned, and there is too much salt left. ”

This is not only a luxury for rice, but also a luxury if this salted fish is really salted.

You still don't like not washing the salt?!

Ye Xiaobai, why don't you go to heaven?!

This is not only Li Di, but even Wu Qing has a lot of opinions.

Although there are opinions, but this time Wu Qing finally didn't take care of it, picked up a salted fish with chopsticks, and put it in his mouth.

Fragrant!

It's so fragrant!

This fish can still eat like this!

After Wu Qing smashed the bar and smashed two bites, he quickly ate another bite of rice.

This rice is so sweet!

There is such sweet rice.

"What breed is this?!"

After eating the first bite of food, Li Di asked.

Wu Qing is a military general, after all, he is a layman.

Li Di was a civil official, and before the aura dried up, he was not in charge of agricultural affairs.

Agriculture is the foundation of the world.

Although the status of immortals is noble, they are a minority after all.

The most people in this world are ordinary people.

Since it is an ordinary person, it is natural to eat.

If you can really survive the tide of beasts.

If this kind of rice can be planted for so many acres and sold, I am afraid that this Qinghe County will definitely have one more way to earn income.

"Is this rice good?!"

Ye Xiaobai was a little embarrassed.

This beast tide has not yet passed.

Because considering the cost, the grain transported over there will naturally not be much better.

Not to mention the old grain, it is also the cheapest and most planted kind.

"I heard that this kind of rice is lodging resistant and drought resistant, but it's okay if it's really drought, you eat mashed potatoes again, this potato, sweet potato and the like are very well adaptable, and the drought point can also be fed, and the yield per mu is about two or three thousand catties!"

Two or three thousand catties per mu?!

As soon as he heard this, Li Di, who had another chopsticks and mashed potatoes, suddenly raised his head.

If this thing can really produce two or three thousand catties per mu.

Qinghe, this is the rhythm of getting rich!