Sang Ning and the others were confused.
What did Nana do to receive such an evaluation?
When asked, wow, the audience started sending out pictures and videos, all of them of Monet in the kitchen.
Sang Ning fell silent as she watched her throw the still-drained potatoes into the oil before it was even hot.
Seeing her make potato pancakes, adding water when there was too much flour, and adding more flour and potatoes when there was too much water, not only did she end up with a pot of mushy batter, but she also mashed the potato pancakes into a pulp with a spatula while frying them. Sang Ning felt like she was going to faint.
When she saw her adding spoonful after spoonful of salt while making wolf tooth potatoes, Sang Ning murmured breathlessly, "She wasn't like this before."
Mu Tao and the others trembled all over. Although they were also kitchen culprits, Mo Nainai's culprit skills were far superior to theirs.
Well, we should add Monet to the list of people who are banned from cooking.
Sang Ning readily agreed to the proposal.
To be honest, she doesn't like cooking all day long, but even if she doesn't like it, she doesn't want to eat terrible food, so she'll just have to put up with it.
Once she's trained Clyde and Elliott, things will be easier for her.
For now, let's forget about it.
She sighed and asked the audience, "Where's Nana?"
[Off to cut bamboo.]
Sang Ning and the others were puzzled. Why did Mo Nainai go to cut bamboo so early in the morning without saying a word? Had something happened to her?
Do you know why she went to cut down bamboo?
Who knows?
At first, we advised her not to cook, but she got angry, grabbed a laser axe, and ran off, saying she was going to cut bamboo. We don't know what she did with the bamboo afterward.
Sang Ning and the others said "Oh," and asked, "Then can you see where she went?"
We went to the woods, a forest filled with ancient and weathered trees.
The audience's answer left Sang Ning and his group completely baffled. Was "ancient and weathered" really a suitable way to describe trees?
Full of questions, Sang Ning felt that the audience was not very reliable, so she decided to go to Mo Nainai's live stream herself to take a look.
Upon closer inspection, she discovered a new surprise.
Indeed, there are ancient and weathered trees, including the red privet, one of the four famous trees native to the world.
This type of tree has hard, crack-resistant wood and is a protected species. It was once on the verge of extinction, but now it grows in large tracts around the world.
Upon seeing the red jujube tree, Sang Ning thought of the wild grapes she had seen in the mountains before. Although they were wild grapes, their quality was no worse than that of artificially cultivated ones. In fact, some artificially cultivated grapes might not even be as good as this wild grape variety.
Those wild grapes were plump and tasted sweet and sour. If there was any downside, it was that they didn't keep well.
Therefore, when Elliott and his friends went to the woods to replenish their food supplies in the morning, they would pick a few bunches of grapes to eat that day, but they were unwilling to pick more than that, for fear of wasting them.
There was a large patch of grapes, and Sang Ning hadn't figured out what to do with those wild grapes. But now that she saw the red jujube trees, she had an idea.
"Emanuel, do you know where this forest Nana is in is?"
Emmanuel and his companions looked carefully and shook their heads. "We don't know. We've never been to this forest before."
Sanning, "···"
Nana is quite fast.
She smiled and asked Mo Nainai for the coordinates in the live stream.
Mo Nai Nai, who was circling around a big tree and seemed to be thinking about something, saw Sang Ning's comment and stopped in her tracks, asking, "Ning Ning, what do you need the coordinates for?"
"I want the seeds from the tree in front of you."
Monet looked up at the treetop, but it was too high. She couldn't climb trees, so she couldn't see if there were any seeds up there.
Her gaze shifted down to the tree trunk, and her idea of kicking the tree in half vanished. The trunk was too thick; even three of her might not be able to wrap their arms around it. If she stepped on it, the tree would most likely be unharmed, while she might suffer a broken toe or a foot injury because of the tree.
So, the idea of kicking the tree was abandoned.
Then, her attention fell on the ground. After searching for a while, she squatted down, picked up a seed that looked like a nut, and showed it to Sang Ning in her palm.
"Ningning, is this what you mean?"
"right."
Sang Ning nodded, and Mo Nainai said "Oh," and then asked, "What's the use of this?"
"It can be used to brew wine and sizing yarn."
When Sang Ning gave the answer, Emmanuel and the others' eyes lit up immediately: "A strong-aroma or sauce-flavored liquor?"
Sang Ning, "..." Do you also have Moutai here?
"The strong aroma and soy sauce flavor of liquor belong to the category of baijiu. Unfortunately, I don't drink baijiu; I only drink wine."
The brewing is not very good yet; it's drinkable, but not particularly delicious or bad either.
She's most skilled at making medicinal wine, but as I said before, making medicinal wine requires baijiu (Chinese white liquor). She can choose the right baijiu for making medicinal wine, and she can even drink it, but she doesn't know how to brew it, so she can only disappoint Emmanuel and the others.
I was quite disappointed. When she said she didn't know how to brew baijiu, Emmanuel said with some disappointment, "I've always wanted to taste just how delicious the sauce-aroma and strong-aroma baijiu, which have made China famous throughout human history, really are."
"Me too. Ever since I saw the record of baijiu (Chinese liquor) contributing to the prosperity of a nation in a history book, I've specifically looked up information about baijiu."
At this point, Elliott sighed, "Unfortunately, human history is too incomplete. Apart from the two types of baijiu, namely soy sauce aroma and strong aroma, no other information about baijiu has been found."
Sang Ning felt like vomiting blood. Could she say that this wasn't how the phrase "Baijiu Xingguo" (meaning "the prosperity of the nation through baijiu") was used?
These words came from a stock market investor.
However, the mention of this filled Sang Ning with resentment. His second senior brother was an old stock investor, but he had never made any money. While the overall market was red, most of the stocks he bought were down, with only a few showing gains.
The saying goes, "Don't put all your eggs in one basket."
When the overall market was down, all the stocks he bought were down too.
But he boasted that he was incredibly skilled at stock trading.
Young and naive, she had never been involved with stocks before. She believed the nonsense of the second brother, and then, when the price of liquor had passed its peak and started to decline, she plunged headlong into it.
Then, relying on baijiu (Chinese liquor), she gloriously became a qualified "leek" (a term for someone who is exploited and fleeces after being taken advantage of) who cuts their losses and runs away.
However, there was no way to say this, so Sang Ning, too lazy to explain, said to Mo Nainai, "Why don't you stop cutting the bamboo and bring back some red privet seeds instead?"
"good."
Monet readily agreed and asked, "How many seeds do you need?"
"You only brought one basket; you can't fit any more in."
That makes sense.
Monet nodded in understanding, "Wait for my good news. I'll bring back a basket of seeds, but I'll have to wait until I finish cutting down the bamboo."
OK.
But Sang Ning was genuinely curious, "Why are you cutting bamboo?"
“Go back and build a fence. I’m really interested in the dream garden you described. I’m planning to open a garden next to the vegetable patch and bring back some wildflowers and weeds to decorate it.”
(End of this chapter)
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