Chapter 509 No Food to Eat
"Grandma, I'm beating the eggs. Look, this is the white cream. We have so many eggs at home that we can't finish them all. There are still a lot of braised eggs and salted eggs left, and we can't sell them. The eggs will go bad if they are piled up for too long. I'm beating them now so that we can make cakes later. Don't you like them very much?"
Not only can you make cakes, but you can also make various kinds of date cakes, pumpkin cakes, red bean cakes, and cookies. They won't go bad for months, and if they don't, you can freeze them in the refrigerator. You can take them out and eat them whenever you want. It's so convenient."
Of course, cream can be used for more than just making cakes. She had secretly made ice cream with it before, and it can also be used to make pudding, cream of mushroom soup, mousse cake, cheesecake... In short, there are a lot of eggs at home, so this batch will all be made into cream and stored. The first thing she needs to do now is to make all the raw materials into semi-finished products to reduce storage space for easy transportation and use, so that it will be easier to eat whatever she wants.
It seems that downloading "One Thousand and One Ways to Eat Eggs" was the right choice.
Hearing that it wouldn't go bad and wouldn't be a waste, Jing Nai breathed a sigh of relief and her eyes lit up. She hadn't eaten egg cake for a long time, but she was still unsure:
"Isn't this a waste of food? How much can we make with so many eggs? We can't eat them as a staple food, but egg cakes were a rarity back in our time... And what should we do with all these egg yolks? Can't we just beat them with the egg whites? We can't eat so many egg yolks at once."
Jingshu didn't stop moving her hands: "Why waste it? If you can eat it and feel full, then don't waste it. Let's not waste the egg yolks either. We can make egg yolk pies, egg yolk pastries, and even make egg tart liquid by mixing it with milk. It can be frozen in the refrigerator for years without going bad. When you want to eat egg tarts, just add them to the egg tart crust and bake them. You can enjoy hot and gooey egg tarts anytime."
"Egg tarts? The egg tarts you bought last time? It's a pity that they are all eaten up. Can we make them ourselves?" Jingnai's eyes brightened.
The box of egg tarts that were wholesaled was eaten up early. The whole family, young and old, ate them a few times and they were gone. The main reason was that Jingnai liked them. They were soft and sweet, which met Jingnai's important requirements for food: sweet, soft, and easy to chew.
Even though this old lady is in her seventies or eighties, she likes to eat sweets. That was her obsession when she was young. After all, she was too poor to afford candy at that time.
"Grandma, we're going to have egg tarts this afternoon. Come, I'll teach you how to make the egg tart crusts. We can make more and then stack them together. They won't take up space and won't go bad in the refrigerator."
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"Hey, what am I here for?" Jing Nai, experienced and familiar with rolling noodles, kneaded the special palm-sized dough into the tin foil, and couldn't help but look confused, "Something seems to be wrong."
What can I do to stop breastfeeding?
She couldn't say that she was being honest and doing this just so she could eat tender and sweet egg tarts more often in the future, could she? Nor could she say that she couldn't walk anymore just by smelling the baking egg tarts, could she?
What I said yesterday about living frugally has long been forgotten.
They also forgot about setting up vegetable racks and transplanting fruit trees. Only after they had finally used up all the eggs, used up several bags of flour and countless sand ponds, and successfully added several kinds of food and a large number of semi-finished products to the family, did they remember it.
By the time Jingshu realized what was happening and ran to patrol the yard, the situation had already changed drastically.
The fruit trees have been replanted and the vegetable racks have been rebuilt, which is twice the amount of space available for planting!
Not only that, double layers of soil have been placed on the upper and lower parts of the shed, and there are also several baskets of half-high cabbages, which are lush and green and look very pleasing.
Jing Ye sighed, "What a pity, it's a waste."
"What's wrong, sir? What's the pity? It's done already? Where did the soil come from? And these seedlings..." Jingshu was puzzled. She had originally planned to take some out of the soil in the space, but she didn't dare to take too much. Who knew if the soil in the space could repair itself.
So Jing Ye told him what had happened in the past two days. It turned out that the soil and seedlings were bought by Jing Ma at a high price near the artificial sun.
The next day after her family discovered that the soil was leaking, Jing's mother went to the fields near the artificial sun, fearing that the land there was also contaminated. Fortunately, the land was still normal.
Jingshu frowned. It’s not possible. Is the land over there normal?
Grandpa Jing went on to say that Mommy Jing was worried and asked someone to dig deeper, but after only two meters, the ground became as hard as stone. When they dug it out, they saw that the mud in our field, which was as hard as glue, had completely solidified into cement.
After testing, we found out that it was because the temperature of the artificial sun was so high that it dried up the thin cement underground around it, turning it into hard cement and forming a natural protective wall that prevented the mud and water from continuing to penetrate.
It was a coincidence that the crops were saved.
Jing's mother did not dare to delay and reported the matter immediately. She has been busy with these matters in the past two days. Although the Agricultural Department can now carry out soilless cultivation, such a big problem with the land is still very serious.
Master Jing said, "If we had known that high temperature could dry it out, why would we have used cement and putty to waterproof it? It took so much effort."
Jingshu comforted him, "The temperature of their artificial sun is always high. Even if we dry it out once, the temperature might drop again and it might seep in again. It's better this way. It gives you peace of mind."
After hearing this, Jing Ye's expression improved a lot. He put away his pipe and went to clean up the vegetable shed with his hands behind his back. Jing Ye cared about this vegetable shed more than anyone else. After all, he couldn't satisfy his craving until the next batch of tobacco was grown, and he didn't have much tobacco left.
After a few days of crazy cooking with Jingshu, Jingnai no longer had the energy to do anything and instead focused on preparing the New Year's goods. The fresh vegetables at home were in the off-season, but this did not affect Jingshu's family's living conditions.
If there are no vegetables, just eat more meat. There are plenty of fish and shrimp, as well as dried goods such as wood ear mushrooms. Oh, and all kinds of pickles and preserved vegetables. If all else fails, you can use the dried vegetables that Qian Duoduo gets as dividends.
I didn't dare take the vegetables from the Agriculture Bureau home to eat because they were all mixed with hormones and catalysts. I had no choice but to eat them.
There are mostly grain crops on the artificial sun, and very few vegetables. Even those few baskets of half-tall cabbages were obtained at a great cost. In the past few days, they have been pulled out from time to time by Jing Nai. The poor cabbages that have not yet grown mature have to go out to work.
Fortunately, green onions and ginger can be added, otherwise without these seasonings, Jing’s family’s food would really not taste good.
It seems that Jingshu's family won't be able to eat vegetables as much as they want in the next few months.
Jingshu was addicted to the oven and couldn't help herself. Pots of cookies and cakes of various flavors were baked out. She was trying her best to stock up on food for herself, otherwise how would she be able to eat such delicious food in the future?
So when Jingshu was asked to drive the RV to pick up people to celebrate the New Year, she was not very happy. At this rate, when would she be able to stock up enough cookies? It was so sad.
Jingshu was just getting ready to leave when there was a knock on the door.
"Could he be here already? That would save me a lot of trouble." Jingshu muttered.
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