Very sweet? Very delicious?
Although no one knew what the candy that the Son of God was talking about was, the people around him grasped the key points. When they heard the words "very sweet and delicious", their eyes immediately lit up.
The Son of God is recognized as the most picky eater in the tribe. He said that everything was very sweet and delicious, so it seemed that this thing called candy wouldn't taste bad either.
Therefore, stimulated by Han Cheng's sweet and delicious food, the group of foodies worked quickly, and in a short while, all the fruits in the pottery basin were cut into small pieces.
Some people held a knife in their hands, slurped their saliva and asked if it was enough. If not, they could take another bowl of peeled fruits and do the same thing.
Sure enough, as long as the food is delicious, foodies can always exert tremendous power.
Han Cheng quickly waved his hand and said that it was enough, and asked these people to continue peeling the fruit here to prepare for canning, while he and another person carried a large basin of chopped fruit towards the stone mill.
Then he found some clean water, cans, spoons and other things, and poured water into the mill along the eye. After carefully cleaning it inside and out, Han Cheng began to stand there holding the wooden handle and turning the millstone around in circles.
At the side, Bai Xue, who was pregnant, scooped up the chopped fruit with a wooden spoon and poured it into the grinding hole. They cooperated with each other very well.
Now Han Cheng no longer allows Bai Xue to do any heavy work, after all, she is pregnant.
However, it is still possible to scoop up the crushed fruit and pour it into the millstone.
As the millstone turned in circles, the fruits poured into the millstone were easily crushed by the millstone. The juice mixed with the crushed fruit pulp flowed out from around the millstone, and finally gathered together and flowed into the pottery jar placed below.
The most delicious part of a fruit is not the flesh, but the juice it contains.
If Han Cheng wants to make fruit candy, he can only use fruit juice.
There was no juicer in the tribe, so Han Cheng thought of the stone mill in the tribe.
This thing can grind the soaked beans into juice, so dealing with softer fruits is naturally no problem.
Just like ground beans, they need to be filtered.
However, with the experience of grinding tofu, doing such a thing was not difficult for Han Cheng.
As the stone mill turned round and round, a large basin of chopped fruit was ground up, and one and a half jars of fruit juice appeared on the ground.
Han Cheng found a sling made of fine linen and a stick used for grinding tofu, washed it with water, and hung it on a horizontal bar not far away.
He found a clean basin and placed it underneath, poured the fruit juice in the jar into it, then held one side of the two crossed sticks of the sling with both hands and began to shake it back and forth, up and down.
As Han Cheng moved, the juice of the fruits turned into a line and flowed down from the lowest point of the sling.
In the end, all that was left in the sling was the ground fruit pulp.
If you want to make fruit juice sweeter, in addition to adding sugar to increase the sugar content, another way is to reduce the water content in the fruit juice.
Reducing the amount of water is easy. Just pour the juice into a clay pot and boil it over high fire. This is very similar to boiling salt in the tribe.
The hand drill was whirring, and soon flames began to rise.
As the flame continued to burn, the juice in the big jar began to boil, and streams of white steam came out.
As the water continues to evaporate, the juice in the pottery jar shows signs of thickening and also emits a sweet smell.
Today is the second day of the tribe's three-day holiday. People in the tribe are relatively relaxed. Seeing Han Dashenzi tinkering with something here, many people came over to watch.
Those who were peeling fruit for canning couldn't help it anymore. They put down their work, came here, and joined the crowd of onlookers.
Smelling the rich sweet fruit aroma in the air and looking at the fruit juice in the jar that had become sticky and bubbling up, many of the people around couldn't stop licking their lips!
"Remove most of the firewood from the bottom and reduce the fire!"
Han Cheng gave instructions to the person squatting there to burn the fire, while he kept stirring the pot vigorously with the long-handled wooden spoon in his hand.
Han Cheng had never made sugar from fruit juice before, but when he was a child, he made syrup with the white sugar available at home.
When doing this, the fire must be low and the mixture must be stirred quickly, otherwise the sticky syrup will quickly become mushy and taste not only mushy but also bitter.
At this time, as the water continued to evaporate, the juice in the pottery jar became more and more thick and viscous, and looked somewhat similar to the syrup he had cooked at the beginning. Han Cheng issued such an order based on his childhood experience. Otherwise, it would be a pity that the syrup was about to be ready, but it would be ruined here in the end!
Upon hearing this, the man who was burning the fire immediately followed Han Cheng's instructions. After waiting for a while and seeing that the charcoal fire below was very strong, he shoveled some sand and soil into the fire pit with a shovel.
Han Cheng stirred it for a while and saw that the fruit juice was becoming thicker and thicker, and the sweetness it emitted was becoming stronger and stronger, so he asked someone to bring a few clean ceramic bowls.
He used a wooden spoon to scoop the fruit syrup from the jar into the bowl.
The slightly yellowish yet bright syrup slowly slid into the ceramic bowl, drawing a bright and attractive thread in the air.
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
The people around them all consciously quieted down at this time. Smelling the rich sweetness in the air and looking at the extremely tempting syrup in front of them, many people subconsciously began to swallow their saliva.
Because this thing looks so delicious!
It takes a lot of sugar to make pure fruit juice, and the temperature difference between day and night in the Qingque tribe is not big, so it is far from the level of wearing fur in the morning and gauze in the afternoon and eating watermelon around the stove. It is not conducive to the accumulation of sugar in the fruit, so the sugar content is not too high.
That's why, a large bowl of fruit can only make two and a half bowls of syrup, and they are not very big bowls at that.
After waiting for a while, the syrup in the bowl had solidified into lumps, which were a bit translucent and looked pretty good.
Han Cheng found a thinner copper knife and pried the edge of the bowl in circles a few times, and the large piece of sugar in the bowl was pried up.
Under the eager gazes of the crowd, Han Cheng used the back of a copper knife to knock off a small piece from above and put it into his mouth.
"Gudong!"
"Gudong!"
As Han Cheng put the candy into his mouth, the surroundings could be heard with the sound of people swallowing saliva, and even Wu was no exception.
When the freshly made fruit candy enters your mouth, a sweet taste immediately spreads in your mouth, along with the taste that Han Cheng calls red fruit.
It's not as sweet as honey, but it's better than canned fruit juice.
Overall, the taste is pretty good.
Han Cheng carefully tasted the fruit candy he had made himself, a smile appeared on his face, and he slightly slightly from time to time to show his satisfaction with his craftsmanship.
When Han Cheng came back to his senses from the joy of successfully making fruit candy, he found that everyone around him was looking at his mouth and swallowing their saliva.
This situation made Han Cheng a little panicked.
It's okay for a female primitive to look at her own mouth and swallow her saliva, but why are you big men with unshaven beards doing the same?
Han Cheng knocked off two more pieces with the back of the knife, giving one to Wu and the other to his eldest brother.
The two took it, looked at it carefully in their hands, and then put it into their mouths reluctantly.
After taking the fruit candy, Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and a faint light shone through his cloudy eyes.
The eldest brother's reaction was the opposite of Wu's. His eyes narrowed, but his eyes were filled with joy and enjoyment.
Looking at Wu and the eldest senior brother who were only busy eating candies and didn't even bother to talk, and then looking at the people around them who were so greedy, Han Cheng sniffed slightly with a piece of fruit candy in his mouth.
Well, don't even think about saving this little bit of sugar that we just made.
He immediately asked someone to bring a clean ceramic basin without any water. Han Cheng took the piece of fruit candy in one hand and the copper knife in the other and began to hit it with the back of the knife.
As Han Cheng knocked, the bowl-shaped sugar block began to break into pieces, and the yellowish sugar blocks fell into the ceramic basin below, making a pleasant sound.
After knocking out a large piece of candy, Han Cheng did not stop to distribute candy to everyone. Instead, he used the copper knife in his hand to carefully pry out the candies in the other two bowls and smashed them with the back of the copper knife.
With so many people, it is obviously not enough to just knock on one piece.
"Come on, have some candy!"
Han Cheng put the copper knife aside, then held up the basin of crushed sugar and spoke to everyone.
"Open your mouth, ah~"
Then he said this to the little girl with two pigtails who was closest to him, opening his mouth wide as he spoke.
The little girl also imitated Han Cheng and opened her mouth wide. Han Cheng picked up a piece of fruit candy and put it into the little girl's mouth.
"sweet!"
After taking the fruit candy that she had never tasted before, the little girl was so excited that she jumped all over. She stuffed the candy in her mouth, making a rustling sound, and spoke happily.
Then, the rest of the minors also opened their mouths wide, waiting to be fed by the Son of God, looking like baby swallows with their mouths wide open waiting to be fed by the big birds.
Han Cheng picked up some candies with his hands and fed them along the way. By the time the little guys had all eaten the candies and chirped happily, only half of the candies, which were already limited, were left.
Looking at the happy faces of these children, both Han Cheng and other people in the tribe could not help but feel overjoyed, happier than if they had eaten candies themselves.
Although there were not many fruit candies left in the basin, Han Cheng still used his strength to ensure that everyone in the tribe could eat the first batch of boiled fruit candies.
This seemingly difficult question was not a problem that Han Cheng could handle at all.
Because when he was in the first grade of elementary school, one of his classmates came to school one day, covered the mouth of his schoolbag with his hands, and then proudly announced to everyone in the class that he would give candy to everyone, and ten candies per person!
The whole class was in an uproar at that time, and everyone looked at this arrogant classmate with admiration and expectation.
Han Cheng's heart was also pounding.
Ten candies!
It was really not a small amount for the kids of that era!
Then, under everyone's expectant gaze, this guy proudly took out a one-pound bag of white sugar from his schoolbag...
Han Cheng will never forget the scene where that guy gave out ten candies to each of the thirty or forty students in the class, and the candy bag still looked full...
With such an excellent operation by this guy, it would be strange if Han Cheng could not find a way to let the remaining people in the tribe taste the first batch of sugar produced.
“Delicious! Sweet!”
Although except for a few adults, the rest of the people only got a little bit due to Han Dashenzi's aggressive operation, but this did not prevent everyone from giving high praise to this new thing called candy made by the Son of God!
"If it's sweet, make more!"
Han Dashenzi waved his hand proudly and said.
Anyway, ever since he came here, fruits and other things have played a supporting role in the tribe's diet and have become embellishments after meals.
Moreover, many fruits are used to make fruit vinegar and wine and to cook canned fruit.
And under Han Cheng's conscious promotion, the people in the tribe threw away some of the weeds around them and planted fruit trees.
Among them, Bugs Bunny, the dedicated gardener, is the most skilled in these matters.
Under such circumstances, the Green Bird Tribe’s fruits would not be wasted, but they would indeed be abundant.
It is OK to use it to make more sugar.
Therefore, the people who had agreed to take a three-day holiday spontaneously ended their vacation on the second day. Some picked ripe fruits, some cut fruits, some ground the mill... and began the busy work of making sugar.
After tasting the delicious hard fruit candies, the minors in the tribe became very enthusiastic and followed the adults to pick fruits, helping in various ways and unable to be driven away.
Therefore, for a period of time in the future, the entire area of the Qingque tribe will be shrouded in the sweet fragrance of boiled fruit candies.
While people were still satisfied with eating the kind of fruit candies that were hammered into blocks, the knowledgeable and experienced Divine Son had already asked Heiwa to fire a batch of glazed pottery plates with many small pits.
Then pour the boiled syrup into these small pits little by little. After it cools and solidifies, you will get small, regular pieces of sugar.
When you are not eating, just put it in a bamboo tube. When you are eating, just pour out a few pieces from the bamboo tube. No wrapping paper is needed. It is very convenient.
Pouring the cooked syrup into the mold is something the second brother, who often scoops up the copper liquid and pours it into the mold, is very skilled at. Practice makes perfect.
While people were excited about the invention of the Son of God, Han Da Shen Zi made another new invention.
When the second brother was pouring the syrup into the mold again, Han Cheng came over with a handful of bamboo sticks cut into small pieces.
He then inserted the small bamboo sticks in his hand into the sugar cubes that had not yet solidified.
After the syrup solidifies, hold the small bamboo stick with your fingers and gently lift it up, and a lollipop will appear.
As soon as this candy, which the Son of God called "lollipop", appeared, it was immediately welcomed by everyone in the tribe.
Not only minors like it, but even adults in the tribe love this lollipop.
Because this kind of candy can be eaten for a while while you hold it in your hand by pinching the bamboo stick, so that one candy can be eaten for a whole day!
Therefore, in the Qingque tribe today, if you see a big, burly man with a beard holding a lollipop in his mouth, taking it out from time to time to look around, and then putting it back into his mouth to eat it after a while, don't be surprised at all...
This method of using a mold to shape the syrup, and the creative idea of tying a small bamboo stick on the syrup before it hardens so that the syrup can be eaten in the hand, suddenly opened a new door for the dexterous Heiwa.
In addition to the most common rectangular mold, he also worked out some other more complex types of molds.
The most popular candy among the tribe is the butterfly-shaped candy with two wings.
Many people are reluctant to eat it even if they hold it in their hands.
The candy that is most likely to scare people is the bluebird-shaped candy.
This thing was not created to be eaten by people, but to be worshipped by people.
In the entire tribe, except for Han Cheng, the cruel son of God, who could eat the green bird-shaped candy without scruples, no one else dared to eat it. Wu, the unsuccessful old charlatan, even wanted to take it and put it together with the totem pole.
"Bang bang!"
Seeing Han Cheng bit off the entire head of the green bird-shaped candy in his hand and chewing it with a crunching sound, Wu's body trembled.
This is really too cruel!
Wu looked at Han Cheng eating the candy so sweetly and with relish, and after a great mental struggle, he finally gave up the idea of putting the candy and the totem pole together in his hand, and instead put it to his mouth.
After hesitating for a long time when he put it close to his mouth, he finally failed to open his mouth and take a bite.
Instead, he gave the candy in his hand to Han Cheng and found an ordinary lollipop to eat.
Han Cheng no longer asked his second brother to make this kind of blue bird-shaped candy. Otherwise, if he continued to make it, he would definitely get sick from eating it...
The appearance of candy made the entire Qingque tribe suddenly more colorful.
After a few days, people who had just finished their busy autumn harvest began to carry their tools, food and other things and head west along the road that had been built before.
The autumn harvest has passed, and after a short rest, it is time for them to continue building this very important road.
However, compared with before the autumn harvest, there are fewer people going to repair the road.
Although the large-scale autumn harvest has ended, there are still many small tasks that need to be done.
Picking fruits, making wine and vinegar, harvesting the three or four hundred acres of hemp, cleaning the hemp retting pond, repairing some of the reclaimed land, repairing some drainage ditches that were washed away by water in the summer, and arranging some people to continue to open up arable land in Yanshan, all these things need people to do.
In addition, a certain amount of manpower is needed to start cutting the grass, drying it, and then storing it for use in winter.
The number of livestock in the tribe is increasing, and they need a lot of fodder during the winter.
Although the tribe harvested a lot of soft millet stalks that were crushed by stone rollers and could be used to feed livestock, simply feeding them millet stalks was not enough, as livestock did not like to eat them and would easily lose weight.
It is necessary to feed them with collected and stored hay and millet stalks.
To put it bluntly, hay is like a side dish for livestock.
Heiwa, Second Senior Brother and a group of people were also not idle. They began to cast bronze spikes on a large scale to be installed on the rattan shields.
Bo and others were not idle either, and continued to weave helmets and other things.
After a short rest, the Qingque tribe began to work at full capacity again.
On days like this, Han Cheng did not go out, because these things were already familiar to the people in the tribe and did not require his guidance. They could be done well as long as he arranged them.
In addition to this reason, there is another reason that Bai Xue's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and Han Cheng himself is worried about her going away at this time.
Although this was not Bai Xuemei's first birth, Han Cheng was still worried. He could not treat it calmly like many male adults in the tribe.
During such times, Han Cheng lived a very leisurely life.
It's okay. Take Little Pea, the pregnant woman Snow White, and the dog behind them, and go to the field to catch some grasshoppers to feed the little ducks in the tribe.
Sometimes I would go pick fruits with people in the tribe.
In autumn, the sky seems high and far away, especially now that the crops in the lands around the tribe have been harvested, making the sky seem even higher and the land even more vast.
Walking outside at times like this always makes people feel open-minded.
As for the yellow leaves that sometimes fluttered down, in Han Cheng's eyes, they became like butterflies, and he did not feel the loneliness of autumn at all...
Autumn is here and the air becomes cooler at night, but sometimes the autumn heat still shows its force.
Just like now.
There was not a single white cloud in the blue sky, not even a bird flapping its wings to be seen. There was only a big white sun in the sky, continuously emitting heat.
Looking around, there was dazzling sunlight everywhere.
There was not a breath of wind, and the air was so hot that it was almost suffocating.
When people sit in the shade, even if they don't move, their bodies will sweat.
Fu Jiang lay listlessly on the ground with his tongue hanging out. The two pandas just stayed in the pool and were unwilling to come out.
In weather like this, it really makes people wonder whether it is still autumn.
The hot and humid weather not only makes people feel uncomfortable, but also seriously affects their appetite.
At noon, the tribe prepared their meals and started eating. In the past, people would be extremely excited when it was time to eat, but now they were not so excited anymore.
Except for a small group of people represented by the second brother, the rest of the people ate haphazardly.
Ever since Huo Yi and Huo Er passed away one after another, he became the oldest witch in the tribe, and he only ate half a bowl of millet porridge and stopped eating.
Han Cheng had no appetite. He looked at the rice in the bowl and just didn't want to put it in his mouth.
This can't go on like this! Not being able to eat is a big problem.
For this foodie, this is the most worrying thing.
"How could I forget this thing!"
Han Cheng suddenly slapped his head and stood up in surprise...
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