Transfer Fubao four and a half years old

Chapter 449: Officials still want to eat potato starch after eating it.

"Is this the potato starch you made?"

The vermicelli made from cow dung potatoes was almost black after drying. Mr. Li and several officials each picked up a handful and looked at it carefully.

There are also a few bundles that are slightly lighter in color and a little yellow, and they are said to be made of potatoes.

Sweet potatoes are reddish-brown, a bit like colored glaze.

The colors are just slightly different, but all three are slightly translucent.

"Luomei, you guys hurry up and cook a few handfuls of dry potato starch, so that the adults can also taste the taste of this potato starch."

Luo Mei replied: "It has just started cooking."

A few maids knew how to look at the color of the food, and without even being asked, they knew in advance how many bites the adults would definitely want to take, and the powder fell into the pot.

Hearing Grandma Yan say that they had been trying for more than twenty days, Mr. Li and the officials were shocked. Even Chen Jichang was so surprised that he was speechless.

So many people worked hard for so many days, and even Yan Qinghua must not have known about it, otherwise he must have told him secretly.

It can be said that it is for the sake of the Lord and him, as well as for the people of Qingzhou, with good intentions.

Zimo told them: "Sweet potatoes and potatoes are too hard to buy, so I made a few kilograms. No one was willing to take a bite, but today the adults can have a taste later."

Grandma Yan added: "It's just that the weight of the flour produced by each type of potato is different. The cow dung potato is strong and the flour produced is the thickest and thickest. However, it is not very sticky and requires more tapioca flour, otherwise the taste will be a bit thick. It takes ten kilograms to produce three and a half kilograms of dry powder.

Potatoes are also okay. If you dry out ten pounds, you can get two or seventy-eight pounds.

Sweet potatoes have more water and the slurry is a bit thin. It needs to be settled and poured out some water before steaming, so the flour yield is only two pounds, but we think the taste is the best. "

Hearing Grandma Yan speak so carefully and looking at their hands, each palm was soaked white, and everyone was very moved.

"Thank you for your hard work in such a cold weather. Thank you all, thank you brother Zimo, thank you~~aunt." Mr. Li was so moved that he quickly bowed his hands to them, startling Grandma Yan and others, and quickly stepped aside.

But seeing that Mr. Li was like this, other adults followed suit and saluted them, thanking them on behalf of the people of Qingzhou.

Naturally, they were all avoided. The imperial officials saluted ordinary people like them. How could this happen!

But the officials still expressed their thanks one after another: "You have helped us a lot. Now we can plant potatoes on a large scale throughout Qingzhou County."

"You saved us and the people of Qingzhou."

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Grandma Yan said cheerfully: "Don't worry, eat all the several kinds of vermicelli first and see if the taste is good. Only when all of you feel it is good will it be considered a success."

As he said that, Luo Mei and the others had already brought out bowls of cooked noodles with dustpans. There were five or six bowls on each dustpan, and there were chopsticks next to them.

"Adults can only eat while standing, and there is no condition for you to sit down here." Zimo smiled, first picked up a bowl and put it in Mr. Li's hand, and then brought another bowl to Chen Jichang.

Other officials did not dare to wait to be served, so they stepped forward and picked up a bowl of chopsticks themselves.

It was a medium bowl, but each bowl was only half filled, which made them feel that the vermicelli was even more precious.

Seeing them pick up the bowl and want to pick noodles and stuff them into their mouths, Granny Zhou on the side said quickly.

"There are condiments on the table. Adults can add some according to their own preferences. Just stir it and eat it. If you like soup, you can just put a pot of soup on the fire and add a spoonful or two."

Only then did the adults wake up and crowded forward one by one to add seasonings and soup.

Grandma Yan added: "Now this bowl is made of purple sweet potato powder, which is also made of cow dung potatoes. It will taste a little bitter, but it tastes much better than eating cow dung potatoes directly. The maids and guards even think it is called cow dung." The sweet potato sounded too unpleasant, and when I saw it was purple, I changed its name on my own initiative. I thought it was more appropriate to call it purple sweet potato, and people who ate it liked it."

When Mr. Li heard this, he quickly answered: "That's a good name change. From now on it will be called Zishu. It turns out that the name is too unpleasant and looks dark. People have to think about it. It's not good to call it Zishu." I have more appetite.”

Everyone laughed and said that the name was changed well. They all said that the original name made people afraid to put things in their mouths.

After mixing the ingredients, no one was in a hurry to eat. They all turned their attention to Mr. Li. He didn't speak, and they didn't dare to move either.

"Look what I'm doing? Even if it's really cow shit, you guys should eat it for me today." After saying that, Mr. Li picked up the chopsticks and stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth.

But the others still didn't move their chopsticks and kept staring at Mr. Li's expression.

Zimo just specially mixed the condiments for Mr. Li, which were sweet and sour, and a little spicy.

Master Li ate until his mouth was bulging, but he did not swallow it in one breath. Instead, he chewed a few mouthfuls, paused, and then chewed a few more mouthfuls before swallowing it.

"This powder, this powder is really different." He said and started to take a second bite.

Seeing that Mr. Li had no expression after eating, but at least there was no expression of pain on his face, others were also curious and couldn't help but use their chopsticks.

Everyone took a bite or two, but still didn't say anything. When they finally raised their heads to look at Mr. Li, their eyes were bright, and expressions of surprise and joy were written on their faces.

One of the officials also said: "I'm tired of eating noodle soup, but I still feel quite refreshed by eating a bowl of noodles occasionally."

When Chen Jichang saw that the others only nodded and stopped commenting, he continued: "It's quite chewy. The vermicelli actually doesn't break when cooked, and it doesn't become lumpy like noodles."

"It feels more chewy than noodles when I eat it. It's so sour and refreshing." Mr. Li took up the topic.

"The faint bitter taste is quite special, and most people should be able to accept it."

Other officials started talking and commenting, but no one said it tasted bad.

Someone even picked at it a few times and raised the empty bowl: "Are there any more? I want to try a few sips of soup."

Looking at their expressions, Grandma Yan knew that the experiment was a success. Everyone who worked was relieved. Finally, the hard work during this period was not in vain.

"Adults, please don't worry. I'll try both sweet potato flour and potato flour before talking."

While talking, the cooked sweet potato noodles came out again, but this time there was even less noodles than before. Each person only had two chopsticks, which was naturally the reason why there were so few noodles.

"There is no other way. It's really hard to buy fresh sweet potatoes in Qingzhou. We only made three batches in total. We can only cook two batches for you today. Adults, just taste them. It doesn't matter if you are full."

Zimo's words made all the officials laugh again, and some even teased each other about who was greedy.