They handed over the giant snake's glands to the research team.
Put the things into the material library. In the reception room of the research laboratory, several people were standing, having just handed over the glands.
Elder An assured Zhao Xian, "90% of the glands have been collected. There is still 10% left, but we are already researching and developing them. We can add the rest after they are complete."
Zhao Xian: "No time limit?"
An Lao thought for a moment and said, "It would be best if we could gather them all within half a month."
Zhao Xian nodded: "Okay."
Qiao Xuejun: "Is that enough purple flowers?"
Elder An nodded: "Enough, what we gave you before is enough, but the more of this stuff the better. We can also make anesthetic injections for sea monsters."
Huo Antu said beside him, "We are short of manpower. We'll be lucky if we can develop the third stage of the inhibitor during this period. The anesthetic injections will have to be scheduled for two months later."
Shen Xingtang put on gloves and took out a few collection bottles from his bag: "This is collected from that pond."
There were three bottles, one containing broken blue crystal ore, one containing translucent fungal blanket, and another containing a bottle of clear pond water.
Shen Xingtang: "It's new. Does it help?"
Professor An's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly, "It's useful! With ready-made materials, we can build a more mature experimental environment, shorten our experimental cycle, and speed up our research and development progress!"
Shen Xingtang handed the things to Huo Antu and took them back to the laboratory for safekeeping.
Zhao Xian and An Lao confirmed the progress of the drug, looked at the current experimental results, and left the laboratory.
The results of their destruction were obvious. There were no more small mutant sea monsters causing trouble, and the outpost just needed a few people to watch over it.
The mining speed of Mute Mountain has increased.
Iron ore mining, iron smelting and steel making are in full swing.
The remaining glands of Zhao Xian were also replenished within a week.
Qiao Xuejun's soybean crop was harvested. Although the planting was small, including the expansion, only two greenhouses totaling one mu (approximately one acre) were used for soybeans. She harvested 400 kilograms (approximately 1.5 kilos) of soybeans, which is considered a relatively high yield.
Qiao Xuejun gave the beans to Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang smiled and said, "You can make some cabbage and tofu soup." Beans can be ground into tofu.
Qiao Xuejun: "Soybeans can also be used to extract oil."
Uncle Zhang: "Pumpkin oil and cottonseed oil are enough for us. But soybean oil is more durable, so you can squeeze out a bucket of it and save it for stir-frying and frying."
After dinner in the cafeteria, Uncle Zhang invited Qiao Xuejun to stay and have some tofu.
The operation is quite complicated.
Uncle Zhang and Xiao Zheng were doing it, while Qiao Xuejun and Xiao Zheng's wife were watching from the side.
In order to make her feel more involved, Uncle Zhang assigned her the task of heating and stirring the soy milk.
Qiao Xuejun also got a bowl of soy milk. Not only did she drink it herself, she also saved another bowl for herself.
"Is it okay to press it like this?" Qiao Xuejun asked as he stood by.
Uncle Zhang was pouring the soft soybean fat that had condensed into a ball into a box, covering it with gauze, pressing it down with a wooden board, and placing a weight and an oil barrel on the board to hold it down.
Uncle Zhang: "Yes, compact it like this and wait for it to take shape."
After 20 minutes, the first box of tofu came out of the mold.
Still a little warm.
Uncle Zhang cut a thumb-sized piece for them to taste: "See if it works."
As soon as Qiao Xuejun got the food, she put it in her mouth.
"Delicious!" Her eyes sparkled. She took a sip and the tofu was smooth and tender, with a delicate texture. "Can this be used to make Mapo Tofu?"
Uncle Zhang: "Sure. But we don't have enough ingredients. You have to grow the peppers first."
Qiao Xuejun: "Then we have to wait another two months."
Uncle Zhang: "You can make soup. Come and have cabbage and tofu soup tomorrow."
After making a reservation for tomorrow's meal, Qiao Xuejun took her bowl of soy milk, warmed it on the stove, filled it with soy milk in an empty plastic bottle, and took it back to the room.
It's 10 o'clock now.
When she entered the room, she saw that the light in the bedroom was on and Zhao Xian was there. Qiao Xuejun was stunned.
Zhao Xian had already changed his clothes. It was summer now, so he wore a white shirt as pajamas.
He was sitting at a table with a pile of bullet shells on it and a bullet shell in his hand.
It was lights out time and he turned on the small desk lamp.
He seemed to be counting the bullet shells with his head down, very focused. The white light shone on his hands, and the bullet shells in his hands reflected the cold light.
His pupils were also illuminated by the light into a beautiful amber color.
Only when he heard her enter the room did Zhao Xian turn around and look at her.
He put all the shells on the table and stood up. "I'm back. Why are you so late?"
Qiao Xuejun: "Is it too late?"
During this period of time, it was almost always Qiao Xuejun who waited for Zhao Xian, but today it was Zhao Xian's turn to wait for her.
Qiao Xuejun replied: "Follow Uncle Zhang to learn how to make tofu. Look, I brought you something good."
She held up the soy milk bottle and handed it to Zhao Xian: "Try it quickly, it smells like beans!"
Looking at the half-open bottle of white soy milk, Zhao Xian smiled and reached out to take it: "Did you secretly take it back from the kitchen?"
Qiao Xuejun said confidently, "What do you mean by taking it secretly? I took it openly in front of Uncle Zhang."
"Drink it quickly, it will get cold soon."
Zhao Xian: "Thank you, Teacher Qiao."
It was just a free drink, so it wasn't that big. Zhao Xian finished it in two gulps.
It’s not sweet because it doesn’t contain sugar, but it has the original aroma of soy milk.
Zhao Xian praised: "Not bad, Teacher Qiao's skills are very good."
Qiao Xuejun felt a little embarrassed: "Actually, it was all done by Uncle Zhang. I was just responsible for stirring the soy milk."
"Stirring soy milk?"
"Just keep stirring while heating."
Seeing that Zhao Xian was interested, she then described in detail the whole process of making tofu that she had witnessed.
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