Chapter 82: A female mate chooses to farm (31)
The filling of red bean paste is very simple. The most indispensable cereal here is red beans.
On the contrary, mustard became a problem.
There are many kinds of pickles in the vegetable cellar in the big kitchen, but there is no mustard.
Xu Yin made do with diced pickled cabbage stalks, which are not very sour, as a substitute for mustard.
Let the village grow a batch of mustard greens in the morning and pickle a few more jars of mustard greens next year. By the Mid-Autumn Festival, you can make as many mustard mustard mooncakes as you want.
After teaching her grandma and maid how to make Soviet-style mooncakes, Xu Yin started making sugar-coated lychees herself.
If there is no ice, just put it in a basket and hang it in a deep, cool well to chill it. It will be as refreshing as drinking it in your mouth.
"How is it? Doesn't the taste of lychees taste worse than fresh ones?" Xu Yin filled a bowl for Yan Kejin.
The mooncakes won't be baked for a while, so give him a bowl of lychees in sugar water first.
Yan Kejin heard that it was made of sugar water, purely to give the princess face, but after taking a sip...
He paused briefly, nodded in agreement, and drank the rest of the bowl in one gulp.
"good!"
Xu Yin was happy.
Even King Jinnan, who is not a fan of desserts, likes this taste, let alone a loyal lover of those desserts.
She believes that there are definitely not a few people who like canned fruits.
As long as tin cans can keep up, canned fruits will definitely become the flagship product of Nanman, selling well all over Yanhua, and may even go abroad and be sold at home and abroad.
“Don’t worry, the drawings drawn by the princess have been handed over to the iron workshop. Once the finished product comes out, Yan Qi will send it to you for review. Make sure it is what you want, and then mass-produce it.”
Xu Yin expressed that she was very satisfied with his efficiency. Just as the first batch of mooncakes was baked, she borrowed flowers and gave him one: "Try it!"
“Salty?”
He seemed to smell the delicious aroma of meat.
“There is also red bean paste, but it is still roasting. This one is for pickled vegetables and fresh meat, you will definitely like it.”
Yan Kejin tasted one and immediately said, "Are there any more? I will go to the mine tomorrow and won't be back at noon."
The implication is, give him a few more ovens to bake and take away.
Xu Yin couldn't help laughing: "There are still many more. I will ask Qiu Shuang to bake more tomorrow morning. This one is not as delicious as the freshly baked ones when it is cold. If it is not baked when you leave, I will send someone to deliver it to you before noon. I will definitely let it go." You eat fresh.”
Yan Kejin nodded with satisfaction.
“Thank you, Princess, just let the big kitchen learn how to do it. It would be too hard for the Princess to do it herself.”
Xu Yin shook her head: "It's not hard."
Only in this way can life be fun.
Yan Kejin looked at her deeply: "I will feel sorry for you."
Xu Yin: “…”
I don’t see you eating less.
The next day, the baking kiln continued to operate. In addition to the mustard mooncakes that the prince requested, a batch of bean paste mooncakes were also baked and given to the royal guards stationed at the mine.
The guards are in good luck again, waiting for the prince to reward them with moon cakes to eat.
"It seems that it is beneficial to show your face in front of the princess. This morning I went to pick up the prince. Aunt Feng who was beside the princess saw me and took the initiative to give me a pack of freshly baked mooncakes. They were fragrant and crispy. It’s so delicious!”
“You guys have good things and you go all the way! I asked you to make more trips to the palace, I didn’t let you go all out!”
“That’s right! Where are the moon cakes? Hand them over! We haven’t eaten them yet!”
“I ate them all!”
“Then spit it out!”
Yan Kejin listened to the fussing boy outside and almost went to the ring for a few mooncakes. He raised his eyebrows and moved his eyes to the mooncakes on the small table. True to her word, his princess baked a batch of mooncakes made with pickled mustard and fresh meat, as well as a batch of mooncakes stuffed with honey bean paste.
Originally, he didn't like to eat sweet mooncakes, so the princess sent someone to tell him to share some with his subordinates, but he saw that the sweet mooncakes were shaped like a heart...could it be that the princess was using this to express her affection for him? ?
At noon that day, King Jinnan did not ask the kitchen to deliver food, so he drank tea and finished all the love brand mooncakes sent by the princess in a daze. He was not willing to give any of them to his subordinates. When he returned home in the evening, he was still full.
The guard who waited outside for a long time and still didn’t get the moon cake said: “…”
He simply pulled out the boy who was eating alone and beat him up.
Yan Shiba: "..." He is so miserable!
If Xu Yin knew it, I think she would have to hold her forehead. The different shapes would make it easier for everyone to identify.
After she opened the kiln, she didn't plan to turn it off for the time being. Seeing that there were so many bananas in the house that they were about to rot, she and her maid cut the bananas into thin slices and baked them on a baking sheet brushed with oil. The dried bananas were crispy. Gotta be like cookies.
“Yummy! So delicious!”
The maids and boys couldn’t stop eating.
Xu Yin asked someone to send some to the housekeeper in the house.
The imperial chef finished his work and was enjoying tea with the housekeeper. He saw that the princess had made another snack, which was also made of golden gong bananas that were piled to the point of rotting. Out of curiosity, he tasted a piece... Hmm! Crispy and refreshing! His eyes instantly lit up, and he immediately rushed to Xu Mansion to find out how to do it.
Seeing how simple the process was, I praised the princess for her ingenuity.
“I never thought the oven could be used like this!”
The chef slapped his thigh, as if the door to a new world had opened.
“The roasted golden bow bananas are not only crispy and delicious, but also durable! Brilliant! This is a wonderful move!”
Xu Yin couldn’t help laughing: “Actually, not only golden bow bananas, but also many fruits and some vegetables can be roasted and eaten like this. The taste is very different from fresh ones. It can be regarded as a snack.”
It seems that I have found another way to get rich.
Dried fruits and vegetables!
However, let’s put aside this way of making money for a while, and the most urgent thing is to make cans first.
Compared to dried fruits and vegetables, people in this era must prefer canned fruits with thick pulp and rich sugary water.
The days passed quietly in the busyness of great hope.
In a blink of an eye, the most anticipated harvest season of the year has arrived.
This year the weather has been good in the Nanman area, the crops in the fields are growing well, and the harvest is naturally good.
Coupled with the new retting method disclosed by Xu Yin, the rice yield per mu has nearly doubled.
Wangfu Zhuangzi, which uses high-yielding rice seeds, has nearly quadrupled its output of hundreds of acres of first-class fertile land.
The happy things don’t stop there.
When it was the turn of the sweet potatoes and potatoes to be harvested, an acre of mountainous land that was far less fertile than first-class fertile land actually yielded about twenty rocks of sweet potatoes and more than thirty rocks of potatoes, which shocked the tenant farmers.
Only Xu Yin shook her head slightly when she saw that the output was far less than that of later generations.
She thought that the yield of potatoes could be 4,000 kilograms per acre, but it was still too much.
“I didn’t expect the yield per acre of this yellow pimple to be so high. Princess, what on earth is this? Can it really be eaten like a sweet potato?”
"able!"
Xu Yin asked someone to pick out a basket of potatoes with smooth skin and large, heavy potatoes.
Peel and cut some into shreds and stir-fry them as vegetables, cut some into hob pieces and stew them with the meat, and put the rest in a steamer over water to steam.
At noon at the farm, Xu Yin led everyone to a potato feast.
After the meal, everyone except Xu Yin's eyes were full of fire.
This yellow pimple, which doesn’t look very good but is delicious and highly productive, is simply a divine gift from God. It doesn’t need to pick the land or take care of it carefully, and it can easily produce more than 30 shi per acre.
With it? Will I still go hungry in the future?
(End of this chapter)