Chapter 150 Sweet Potato Flour
But for people like Zhao Chunhua who have no intention of finding a partner again, their dress will appear more simple and low-key.
When you no longer spend time on decorating yourself, focusing on cooking delicious meals can be regarded as a way to pass your free time. After all, it is better than looking sad all day long.
Judging from today's performance, it is obvious that the purpose of Zhao Chunhua's visit this time is not just to buy some sweet potato flour. You must know that apart from this situation, it is rare for other families to take the initiative to visit.
Unfortunately, now that everyone has left, there is no hope for this business.
There was no one in the Yuan family courtyard. The originally lively scene now seemed particularly deserted, with only a few fallen leaves fluttering in the wind.
The opportunity to buy and sell sweet potato flour slipped away quietly, as if even the air had become heavy.
The old woman stood there speechless.
Her eyes were dull and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she had not yet recovered from what had just happened.
The old man's face was full of helplessness and confusion, as if he had suddenly lost all support. He stood there, motionless.
In fact, it is just for convenience and saves trouble, and you just have to wash your hands less often.
This sentence is said lightly, but the helplessness implied in it cannot be concealed.
For some people, every little convenience in life is particularly precious, even though such choices sometimes make people feel uncomfortable or even disgusted.
As for the snot, she wiped it with her hands and transferred it to the soles of her shoes.
This detail is simply unbelievable, yet so real that it leaves you speechless.
The old lady's actions seemed casual, but they revealed a deep indifference, as if this had become a daily habit and she felt no guilt at all.
Seeing this, Shu Hong and Zhao Chunhua stepped out of the Yuan family's door in silence.
Both of them walked with heavy steps and their faces had complicated expressions. It was obvious that the experience they had just had had a huge impact on them.
When I walked out of the courtyard, the sunlight was dazzling, but the haze in my heart still lingered.
"That's fine. If we really buy the goods back, wouldn't we be even more depressed if we find out about this later?"
Shu Hong tried to comfort her.
There was a hint of reluctance in her tone, and she was obviously trying to make the atmosphere a little more relaxed, but her words still revealed the helplessness and disappointment that could not be concealed.
Indeed, if you eat unclean ingredients without knowing it, you will be even more sad when you learn the truth later.
Because she knew very well how long Zhao Chunhua had been longing for sweet potato noodles.
During this period of time, Zhao Chunhua has been thinking about buying good quality sweet potato flour to make delicious food.
However, reality is always so cruel and breaks her expectations time and time again.
It feels like finding a gem with great difficulty, only to discover that it is actually an ordinary stone.
"If you're willing, I can contact the people in my mother's area and see if they have any recommendations for places that are cleaner and more sanitary."
Zhao Chunhua glanced at her, a hint of dissatisfaction in her eyes: "Do you think I can still buy rice noodle soup outside with peace of mind now?"
These words are full of helplessness and doubt, as if asking himself whether he can still trust the outside world.
There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, as if she was disappointed with the whole world.
She recalled a modern discussion about whether it is good to see the truth.
Today she witnessed the answer with her own eyes, but in her heart she wished she had never seen it.
Although I had heard about the food hygiene issues that I had seen on TV or the Internet, it was only after experiencing them personally that I realized that some things are better not to know.
Ignorance can indeed bring peace sometimes.
Although I had a hunch that the food sold outside might not be very clean, there was still a big gap between what I actually saw and my psychological expectations.
When theory becomes reality, the intuitive shock is still hard to accept.
Now it seems that not seeing or hearing anything makes her feel more at ease.
At least, you can still have a beautiful fantasy at that time.
Shu Hong suddenly leaned over and burst into laughter. Zhao Chunhua's expression was really too funny.
"Forget it, I'll just go home and make it myself."
Although the process is tedious and complicated, you must ensure that the food you put into your mouth is safe and hygienic.
She said with a smile, her tone was a little helpless but more determined.
After all, only by doing it yourself can you truly feel at ease.
"Well, ask Ziying to help you. She's very strong."
Zhao Chunhua nodded, tacitly agreeing to the proposal. She had never intended to take on this hard work alone.
The two women smiled at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding and were ready to face the next task together.
She is not the type who would just order others to work and then be lazy herself.
Zhao Chunhua has always liked to do things herself and doesn't like to put all the burdens on others.
Never let yourself be wronged in any way.
No matter what difficulties and challenges she encounters, Zhao Chunhua will always find ways to solve them and will never let her rights and interests be infringed.
After returning home, Zhao Chunhua hurriedly took out the key and walked towards the cellar.
Since you have made up your mind to do this, the best strategy is to act as soon as possible. There is no need to wait for the so-called good time or auspicious day.
In modern society, Zhao Chunhua was a procrastinator who often put things off; but now living in ancient times, she is restricted by inconvenient transportation and limited living space, which greatly reduces her opportunities to go out. In addition, most of her daily life is occupied by trivial housework. In this environment, once Zhao Chunhua has the idea of doing something, she will quickly put it into practice without hesitation.
In my previous attempts to make sweet potato starch, I consumed more than 40 kilograms of fresh sweet potatoes, but in the end I only obtained about five kilograms of finished powder.
Zhao Chunhua regards this batch of sweet potato flour that she has painstakingly made and carefully preserved as an important raw material for making meat paste in the following year.
Since the process of preparing starch some time ago was very hard and consumed a lot of physical strength and energy, only about 20 kilograms of sweet potatoes were selected for processing today.
All the fresh sweet potatoes available at home have been packed and stored in the storage room, ready to be processed one by one when I have free time in the future.
In fact, in the seemingly ordinary cellar, there were only a few burlap sacks filled with straw.
Considering that the only key to the cellar has always been kept by her, and the food needed for daily consumption has long been placed in the cupboard for easy access, outsiders naturally have no chance to know the specific situation inside the cellar.
As for why choose to place some seemingly useless things in the cellar?
This is mainly to prevent the cellar from having to be opened due to some emergency in the future.
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