Chapter 115 Sour plum soup
In the field of Qiandingmen, Chang Fu was cutting rice.
It's only July, and only Bailing rice is uprooting and earing like normal rice. The other rice that didn't become spiritual plants, but was watered by Chen Muxue's little finger, unexpectedly matured like this.
Chang Gui saw that Chang Fu had already cut a large piece of land, he was not to be outdone, and speeded up. However, let alone Chang Fu, even Xiaohu's speed couldn't keep up.
Xiaohua takes the black cat to pick up scattered ears of rice. However, the only one who is really picking up is the black cat. Xiaohua either chats with Cicada for a while or moves with ants.
It happened to be ripe in this kind of weather, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse. Because of the drought in the north, the price of food here has quietly increased a lot, but this season is basking in the sun, I am afraid that it will be cooked.
Although it is said that July is a hot day, Chen Muxue still owes Hou Yi a shot when he sees the sun.
By the way, the children are working hard, what is Chen Muxue doing?
She bought dried hawthorn slices, ebony plums, tangerine peel, licorice and roselle from the pharmacy, and prepared to make sour plum soup for everyone to cool off.
The black plums are specially selected from the smoked black plums, so that the boiled sour plum soup will not have the taste of traditional Chinese medicine, and children will not dislike it.
In fact, many recipes of the ancient sour plum soup also add some bitter Chinese medicine ingredients, not to mention children, Chen Muxue herself is not used to drinking it, so she experimented with this recipe.
This improved sour plum soup is sweet and sour, with real ingredients, and it is good for children's health. It is much healthier than the sour plum soup made with powder on the market, at least it has no food additives.
First wash all the materials bought from the pharmacy with clean water to remove the floating dust, and then soak in a small amount of cold water for half an hour.
However, when she was hesitating, Iron Pan was very dissatisfied, almost jumped up and patted her on the head, as if to say, do you look down on this handsome pot?
Well, this iron pot of hers is called an iron pot by her, but the actual material for making it needs to be discussed. After all, which iron pot will jump up and shoot people by itself?
So Chen Muxue poured the ingredients into an iron pot, then added an appropriate amount of water, boiled on high heat, then turned to low heat and simmered for half an hour.
This raw material can be boiled again next time, so don’t rush to throw it away.
If you want to talk about sour plum soup, it is naturally the best chilled. Chen Muxue put it into a large urn with ice spirit stones.
Licorice is often used to treat cough and gastritis, tangerine peel appetizers, hawthorn invigorates the spleen, and roselle flower to reduce fire. The sour plum soup made in this way can be described as a must-have drink in summer.
Chen Muxue squatted halfway, exerted strength with both hands, and went to the field with the urn on his shoulders.
She really doesn't know how to use her spiritual power, but her strength has really grown quite a bit.
Along the way, she thought of the eyes of passers-by on the way to the pharmacy, and those whispers, and she always felt uncomfortable.
Xiao Feng spread rumors like this, but everything will be revealed when the trial meeting is held. She behaves well and sits upright, but the so-called male lead...
Put down the big urn, Xiaohua surrounds her, and the other three children are still working. Chang Gui's skin was originally fair, but now he is flushed.
Chen Muxue looked at them, and couldn't help stretching out her little finger to sprinkle water on them.
(end of this chapter)