Chapter 103: Searching for Food 2
The two of them looked at each other, their eyes shining: "Got it?"
Nie Dashan looked at their surprised expressions and smiled, "That's it, isn't it? It seems to be real. What should we do next?"
He wiped the sweat off his face and went home in no hurry.
Fubao cared so much about it, he wanted to help her, otherwise with her small arms and legs, it would take a long time.
Fubao quickly brought over a wooden bucket next to him and said, "Let's put the fern roots in here to wash them."
Nie Dashan was still a little confused when he heard her talk, so Fubao put the crushed fern roots in a wooden barrel and rinsed them back and forth, washing them back and forth, washing one handful after another.
At first, the clear water in the bucket was no longer clear, and then it turned into a thick white color.
Fubao explained, "When we wash the fern roots like this, the powder on the fern roots will fall into the water. Later, we can filter the water with fine gauze to filter out the fern root powder, which can be eaten as food."
At this time, not only were Gu Shengtian and Nie Dashan around, but there were also a few other people who were looking on in confusion. They all found this interesting, but also a bit skeptical: "Can it be eaten like this? Why is it so troublesome?"
Fu Bao said seriously, "It's troublesome, but in the end, we can filter out edible fern root powder, which can be eaten as food!"
What about food...
Chen Youliang was a little tempted. He was hungry and really couldn't eat enough.
He wants to try it.
He peeked into the bucket and said, "Fubao, can you let me taste the water and see what it tastes like?"
The water in the wooden barrel was already white, not clear water, and he wanted to taste it.
Fu Bao of course agreed: "Well, you try it first."
Although the fern root powder has not yet been produced, the water in the wooden barrel now is equivalent to the fern root powder soaked in water. Although the fern root powder is not cooked, it should be edible.
Chen Youliang immediately picked up the wooden barrel and took a sip from the edge of the barrel.
Everyone around him cocked their heads, waiting for his reaction.
Chen Youliang smacked his lips and said, "It doesn't taste very good..."
The people around were immediately disappointed. Is it true that we can’t drink it?
Fubao and Gu Shengtian were also disappointed. No way?
Chen Youliang: "It doesn't taste good. It's not very tasty. How about I try it again?"
As he said that, he simply picked up the bucket and drank from the edge of the bucket.
Everyone around widened their eyes.
Grandma Hu: "There's food, are you still not done?"
Fubao suddenly realized something and quickly said, "Uncle Liang, Uncle Liang, please don't drink any more. This is all we have. We still need to see if we can make some powder!"
When Fubao shouted, Nie Dashan quickly snatched the drink from Chen Youliang's hand: "You can't drink it anymore!"
Chen Youliang was still a little reluctant and wiped his mouth: "Hehe, not bad, not bad."
It's much better than his soup which is so thin that you can see a person's reflection in it.
The people around were also envious. It looked delicious and they wanted to try it too.
So everyone looked at the wooden barrel in Nie Dashan's arms with covetous eyes, even Grandma Hu was curious.
Nie Dashan glanced at Fubao.
Fu Bao: "Everyone try it, I want to see how to make powder. Don't drink too much, just try two sips."
Okay!
Just two bites.
So the onlookers took the bucket and took a sip.
After drinking...
Some people said: "The taste is just average."
But I still want to drink.
Someone said: "It smells like cornstarch!"
But can this really be used as food?
Someone said: "It's not as good as my porridge!"
But porridge requires rice, but this doesn’t require rice!
Each and every one of them was moved.
They saw clearly how Fubao got the fern root powder and how he chiseled out the powder here. If they followed his example, would they be able to have this thin white soup?
Although this thin soup doesn't taste good, it can keep you going for a while if you boil it, so you won't go hungry.
Everyone looked at each other, and each of them had their own plans, especially Chen Youliang.
He didn't plan to go back to cook, nor did he plan to take care of his own private plot. He wanted to go up the mountain to dig fern roots!
They acted immediately without delay and went home to get their stuff.
This matter quickly spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred.
"You know, Fubao from Gu Laosi's family dug up some fern roots and chiseled them out, and the flour they made is quite delicious."
"It tastes so good, Chen Youliang drank the whole bucket!"
"It tastes better than white flour dumplings! Go dig them!"
The rumor became more and more outrageous, and in the end it became known as: there is wheat flour hidden in the fern root powder on the mountain, and if you chisel it, you can steam out big white steamed buns.
So all the members rushed to the mountain frantically to dig fern roots overnight!
Ferns were everywhere in the mountains and plains, and fern roots could be found just by digging. This was a huge harvest. Some people spent the whole night to get hundreds of kilograms of fern roots and carry them home. They were so tired that they were panting and their eyes were red.
Chen Youfu was stunned when he heard the news.
What happened? Fern root? Is that edible?
Why were the members so frantic about digging fern roots? They were digging overnight. Were they really risking their lives?
Chen Youfu sighed deeply again: "There's no peace in this world!"
He thought about it and said, "Fubao is a sensible child. It's impossible for her to spread such rumors. I have to find her and ask her to clarify this matter."
What kind of fern root can turn into a big white steamed bun when it is crushed? Are you crazy about eating steamed buns?
So that morning, he hurried to Gu Weidong's house to talk to Gu Weidong and also ask Fubao.
Fubao listened and said: "Yes, I said this is edible."
Chen Youfu: “…”
Fubao: "Uncle Fu, this is really delicious."
Chen Youfu: “???”
Fubao's expression was very serious, and his eyes were very sincere: "Uncle Youfu, you should also hurry up and dig in the mountain."
Chen Youfu suddenly felt weak all over. "Fubao, stop messing around!"
Fubao had always been sensible and obedient, so why was he spreading such rumors now? At this time when people were starving and panicking, he might be arrested if he wasn't careful.
Fu Bao insisted: "Uncle Youfu, don't worry. I will make the fern root powder tonight and let you try it."
However, the fern root powder that Fubao mentioned automatically turned into "white steamed buns" in Chen Youfu's hands.
Eh, how is that possible? Chen Youfu didn’t believe it.
Although he hoped more than anyone else that white buns could emerge from the fern roots, how could that be possible? It wasn't a magic trick.
He smiled bitterly and said, "Fubao, uncle is busy. I'll leave first. I'll talk to you after work tonight."
After saying that, he hurried back. It was early in the morning and he still had a lot of work to do. He had to arrange for the members to go to work, write a report, and study whether the corn could grow before winter, and what to do if it couldn't.
He had so many things to worry about that he really had no mood to look at Fubao's fern root powder.
Fubao looked at Chen Youfu's back and couldn't help but sigh.
Uncle Youfu has had a really hard time. This time she must help him, help the members of the entire production team, and even help all the people living at the foot of Dagunzi Mountain.
While thinking this, she walked to the corner of the yard. In a large basin there, after a night of sedimentation, the water and powder had separated into layers, with water on top and white starch at the bottom.
Fubao's heart skipped a beat.
This white starch really looks a bit like white flour!
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