Sprinkle a layer of white sugar on each layer and marinate overnight to make candied fruit.
After filling about thirty cans, there were still enough for two basins. This time all the cans in the tribe were used up. If they wanted to fill more, they could only wait until everyone finished their meal and used the soup cans.
But what's the difference between this and using a kitchen knife coated with garlic to cut the watermelon? Su Yuan had no choice but to find two clean large earthenware pots, pour the fruit puree into them, and then sprinkle all the remaining white sugar in.
Pour in the last few scoops of water and stir it with a wooden stick.
"Such a simple process actually cost me six thousand yuan. It turns out that knowledge is expensive."
Sitting aside, Su Yuan looked at the little beast girl who was cooking jam seriously with her saliva almost dripping into the pot, and his heart was full of sighs.
The price of knowledge is more expensive than any material thing, but it is also very important. A little simple knowledge of making an igloo can keep the beastgirls from being eroded by the cold and survive in the ice and snow.
Although the knowledge about wine, jam and candied fruits is not as important as the knowledge about food and shelter, Su Yuan still wants these beast girls to remember and learn them.
Because life is not just about food and houses, it also needs wine and songs, which is the brilliant development that civilization should have.
“It smells so good!”
Soon, the water in the pot was boiled dry, and the grape puree inside turned into purple sticky jam under the action of water and sugar. The jam would stick to the wooden stick if you lifted it gently.
Everyone who was having dinner around was lured over by the aroma. Daman, who was holding a piece of meat in his hand, smelled the sweet aroma and stretched his big head to look over here.
Su Yuan picked out a few fruits from the snow pile and brought them here. He had never eaten these fruits for a simple reason: they were so sour that they made his teeth fall out.
Normally, he used lemon to add flavor to food, but the beast girls didn't like it to be so complicated. In the past, they would just eat the meat right after it was grilled.
"Wait for me to squeeze the fruit juice in my hand and stir it for a while before serving it out."
Crush the fruit and drops of turbid juice fall into it, adding a hint of sourness to the originally sweet taste, but the sweetness is immediately diluted after being stirred several times.
After squeezing all the remaining fruits in hand, the two big pots of jam were finally done. The sticky jam was crystal clear, which was a far cry from the dull fruit puree before.
The jam was still a little hot after being taken out of the pot, but Maoye couldn't wait. After it was dried in the snow for a few hours, he gently picked up a small piece with his fingers.
However, she did not taste it immediately. Instead, she came to Su Yuan and stretched out her fingers covered with jam.
"Su Yuan, come and taste it and see how it tastes."
Looking at the fingers in front of him, Su Yuan also smiled gently. It seemed that in Mao Ye's heart, he was more important than his favorite food.
Even though she was swallowing her saliva and staring at the jam on her fingertips, she still put it in front of Su Yuan first.
"Okay, I'll try it."
Su Yuan gently bit the slender finger. The jam was now only slightly warm and sweet, and the sourness of the fruit juice was much diluted.
You can only feel it by tasting it carefully.
After all, only seven or eight sour fruits were dropped into the two large pots of jam, and the total juice was no more than half a bowl.
After the sweet taste, what made Su Yuan feel strange was that there was actually a meaty aroma coming from it. He remembered that the two large clay pots were brand new and had been kept in the house as reserve supplies.
Hmm? Can you taste meat by sucking your fingers?
etc......
"Mao Ye, have you washed your hands?"
"No."
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