Afterwards, Bao Yu used tools to punch a hole in the bucket, just big enough to install a faucet. Then, after cleaning it, she cut and washed the fruit, added a few tea bags, and poured in a large bucket of cooled boiled water that had been boiled at noon. The light fruit tea was ready.

To make the fruit tea sweet, I added rock sugar when boiling the water. It's not too sweet, but it tastes even better.

Then, Bao Yu took out the large pot that he had picked up yesterday.

The story of this big iron pot begins with taking out the trash last night.

Because of the large number of people in the urban village every day, garbage trucks can only enter at night when there are fewer people. Each household here has several large garbage bins for tenants and their own garbage.

Naturally, this garbage can only be disposed of at night. However, because there are few garbage trucks, a lot of garbage, and many tenants, no one can wait for the garbage truck all night. Therefore, the garbage is usually dumped on the main road in the middle of the night.

Therefore, these sanitation workers collect garbage street by street.

Bao Yu only learned this from nearby residents last night. She never imagined that the streets being so clean every day was the result of sanitation workers working all night long.

Of course, there's no such thing as garbage sorting here; after all, it's not a first-tier city, and these things simply can't be done.

So, when Bao Yu took out the trash yesterday, she saw that big iron pot. She was overjoyed to bring it home, completely devoid of any shame for scavenging from the garbage.

When Bao Yu's fans saw this, they felt both heartbroken and helpless.

With the big pot in hand, Bao Yu shamelessly asked the landlord where he could find soil and sand. The landlord kindly contributed the sand he had left, and he dug some soil directly from his flower bed.

On the way back, Bao Yu bought glutinous rice. After returning, she boiled the glutinous rice water and started making mud. This action completely baffled everyone.

Later, after investigation, it was discovered that adding soil to glutinous rice can increase the stickiness of the mud and make it more stable.

However, no one knows exactly what Bao Yu is going to do.

Then, Bao Yu took out the large, washed iron pot and began to paste the prepared mud into it. She was only satisfied after the entire pot was covered in mud.

Now, everyone was even more confused.

It wasn't until today that Bao Yu began to answer everyone's questions.

After she moved the gas stove out, she put the iron pot on it, and then, incredibly, poured sand in and started a fire.

They just washed their hands and ignored it.

[Is the little fish planning to sell roasted sand?]

[Pfft? What does roasted sand taste like? I didn't see her put any seasoning in it.]

[...She really did put seasoning in the sand. Yesterday she washed the sand, and then added seasoning; I saw she even added salt.]

[No way, it's really roasted sand?]

The person who bought this is probably a complete idiot.

Even the cameraman kept glancing at the big iron pot. After all, he had worked with Bao Yu for so long and often ate the food Bao Yu made, which was truly delicious.

Perhaps this sand really is edible? It's just that these ordinary people haven't figured out the secret to eating sand this time?

He just didn't know what the sand tasted like; he guessed it was spiced with salt and pepper.

After all, he had watched her put the five-spice powder and salt into the sand yesterday.

But will it really taste good? Will it taste like bran?