I will plant a field in the last days

"Milk, I'm beating eggs. Look, this is white cream. You see, we have so many eggs that we can't finish them all. There are still a lot of braised and salted eggs left. It's impossible to sell them. If the eggs are piled up for too long, they will be damaged. Damn it, I'll send it all away now, and I can make chicken cakes later. Don't you really like eating them?

Not only can we make chicken cakes, but we can also make various date cakes, pumpkin cakes, red bean cakes and snack cookies. They will not go bad after being stored for several months. If not, you can also freeze them in the refrigerator. You can eat them when you want, which is very convenient. . "

Of course, cream can not only be used to make cakes. I have secretly made ice cream before. It can also be used to make pudding, cream of mushroom soup, mousse cake, cheesecake... In short, there are many eggs in the house, so this batch is all made into cream and stored. The first thing to do now is to make all the raw materials into semi-finished products, reducing storage space for easy transportation and use, and saving trouble when the time comes to eat whatever you want.

It seems that downloading "One Thousand and One Ways to Eat Eggs" was the right choice.

When Jing Nai heard that it wouldn't spoil, it wasn't a waste, Jing Nai exhaled and her eyes lit up. She hadn't eaten chicken cake for a long time, but she still wasn't sure:

"Isn't it too much of a waste of food? How many things can be made with so many eggs? It can't be eaten as a staple food, but chicken cakes are rare in our time. What should we do with so many egg yolks? We can't beat them with egg whites. Are you ready? We can't eat so much egg yolk at one time."

Jingshu's hands kept moving: "What's a waste? If you eat until your mouth is full, don't waste it. Let's not waste the egg yolks. We can make egg yolk pie, egg yolk crisps, and mix it with milk to make egg tarts. , it will last for several years in the refrigerator. If you want to eat egg tarts, add them to the egg tart crust and bake them one by one, and you can have hot and gooey egg tarts at any time.”

"Egg tarts? The egg tarts you bought last time? It's a pity that they are all eaten. Can we make them ourselves?" Jing Nai's eyes brightened.

A box of wholesale egg tarts has been finished long ago. The whole family ate it a few times and then it was gone. Mainly because Jing Nai likes to eat it. The stuff is soft and sweet, which meets several important requirements of Jing Nai for food: sweet, soft, Good to chew.

Even though she is an old lady in her 70s and 80s, she likes to eat sweets. It was her obsession when she was young. Who told her that she was so poor that she couldn't afford sweets at that time.

"Milk, let's eat egg tarts in the afternoon. Come on, I'll teach you how to make egg tart crusts. We can make more. Then we can stack the egg tart crusts together. They don't take up space and are not bad in the refrigerator."

"Hey, what am I here for?" Jing Nai rolled out the dough seasoned and familiar, and kneaded the special palm-sized dough into the tin foil. She couldn't help but look confused, "There seems to be something wrong."

What can I do if I stop breastfeeding?

She couldn't say that in order to be able to eat tender and sweet egg tarts more often in the future, she did it honestly, right? It can't be said that she can't walk anymore because of the smell of baked chicken cakes, right?

The words I just said yesterday about cutting back on food and clothing have already been forgotten.

They also forgot about setting up vegetable shelves and transplanting fruit trees. After the two finally finished all the eggs, used up several bags of flour and countless ponds of sand, they successfully added several kinds of food to the home. And after a lot of semi-finished products, I finally remembered.

By the time Jingshu realized it and ran to the yard to patrol, she had already changed drastically.

The fruit trees have been replanted and the vegetable shelves have been rebuilt, giving us twice as much planting space as before!

Not only that, the double layers of soil on the upper and lower sides of the shed have been placed, and there are several half-height cages of Chinese cabbage, which look lush and pleasing to the eye.

Master Jing sighed, "It's a pity, it's a waste."

"What's wrong, sir, what's the pity? By the way, it's all done? Where did the soil come from? And these vegetable seedlings." Jingshu was confused. She originally planned to dig out the soil from the space, but she didn't dare to do more. Who knows? Will the soil in space repair itself?

So Master Jing told the story of the past two days. It turned out that Jing's mother bought the soil and vegetable seedlings at a high price from the place near the artificial sun.

Her family discovered that the soil was seeping. The next day, Jingma went to the fields near the artificial sun. She was worried that the land here would also be polluted. Fortunately, the land was still normal.

Jing Shu frowned, that's not possible. Is the land over there normal?

Master Jing went on to say that Mama Jing was worried and asked someone to dig deeper, but the area only two meters away was as hard as stone. When she pulled it out, she saw that the quagmire in our field was completely solidified and was like glue. cement.

After testing, we found out that it turned out that the high temperature of the artificial sun dried the thin cement in the surrounding ground and turned it into hard cement, forming a natural protective wall that blocked the continued penetration of muddy water.

It can be regarded as a coincidence that the crops were saved.

Jing's mother did not dare to delay and reported the matter immediately, and started busy with these things in the past two days. Although the Agriculture Department can now cultivate without soil, such a big problem with the land is still very serious.

Master Jing said, "If I had known that high temperatures could dry things, why would we have to use cement and putty to make them waterproof? It took a lot of effort."

Jing Shu comforted: "The temperature of the artificial sun is always very low. Even if our house is dried once, the low temperature will melt and penetrate again later. This is fine, for peace of mind."

After saying this, Master Jing's face became much better. He put away his tobacco and went to clean up the vegetable shed. Master Jing cared about this vegetable shed more than anyone else. After all, his craving for tobacco could not be satisfied until the next batch of tobacco was grown. There isn't much inventory left.

After a few days of frantic grooming with Jing Shu, Jing Nai no longer had the energy to do it, but concentrated on preparing New Year's goods. The fresh vegetables at home are at the peak of their supply, but this does not affect the living conditions of Jingshu's family.

If you run out of vegetables, just eat more meat. There’s plenty of fish, shrimp, and meat. There’s also dry goods like fungus and mushrooms. Oh, there are also all kinds of pickles and pickles. If not, you can use the dried vegetables that Qian Duoduo sells as bonus. OK.

I don’t dare to take the vegetables from the Department of Agriculture home to eat. They are all mixed with hormones and catalysts and should only be eaten if there is no other way.

Most of the crops in the artificial sun are food crops, and there are very few vegetables. The few cages of half-high cabbage were obtained at a great cost. In the past few days, Jing Nai has been licking them baldly from time to time. It's a pity that they haven't yet. The mature cabbage is about to go out to work.

Fortunately, green onions and ginger can be added, otherwise without these condiments, Jing's rice would be really unpalatable.

It seems that Jingshu's family can't eat vegetables as they like in the past few months.

Jingshu was addicted to the oven and couldn't help herself. Pots of cookies and cakes of various flavors were baked. She was trying her best to stock up on rations for herself, otherwise she would never be able to eat such delicious food in the future. ?

So much so that when Jingshu was asked to drive an RV to pick up people to celebrate the New Year, Jingshu was not very happy. According to this progress, when will she be able to collect enough cookies? Oh, melancholy.

Just as Jing Shu was getting ready to leave, there was a knock on the door.

"Isn't it already here? It will save me a lot of trouble." Jing Shu muttered.

2 More choking, are you surprised or surprised?