Chapter 193
Heiyan took big bites of the steamed bun, slurped the vermicelli stewed in the cabbage, and closed his eyes in enjoyment.
In the past, if he ate a meal with very little meat, it must be when there was little food in the tribe and they were about to starve.
Unexpectedly, one day, he would willingly eat less meat and choose to eat various foods made from vegetables and grains.
This year, there are more recipes for river fish and various offal. The tribe's stockpile is half as much as in previous years. Now the canteen uses the grain to make many staple foods every day, and the dried meat stored in the cave is almost completely gone...
In order not to waste the dried meat that they worked so hard to make, Ashan and others now try to consume more of it every day. Otherwise, even if the meat is dried and not eaten in time, it will go bad soon next year.
The buns and pies made recently have dried meat added to the fillings, and the faint stench has been suppressed a lot by the seasoning. The snow werewolves with a keen sense of smell don’t find it painful to eat, let alone other people.
"This thick one is called vermicelli noodles, which are made from potatoes, also known as mung beans. The thinner ones cooked in soup are called vermicelli noodles, which are made from mung beans. Not only do they taste good, but they can also be kept for a long time after being dried. When you want to eat them, just cook them directly like I did just now. If you want to stir-fry them, soak them in advance."
Yu Sui pointed to the vermicelli and rice noodles in these dishes and introduced them in detail.
"How long can it be kept? A few months?" Bombur suddenly stopped slurping the hot and sour noodles and asked nervously.
Heiyan, who also stopped what he was doing, pricked up his ears and listened attentively.
Yu Sui tilted his head and thought carefully, then replied uncertainly, "Completely dried vermicelli and rice noodles can probably be kept for at least a year...if you keep them for too long, you'll get upset."
"puff!"
Ellie, who was drinking water because of the spicy food, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of water on the ground after hearing this answer.
"How long? A year?!!" The bowl in Heiyan's hand fell to the ground with a clang. Fortunately, the pottery bowl made by Sui and others had thick walls, so only a crack was made.
Heiyan, who has always been concerned about the various tools in the tribe, had no time to care about this and stared at Yu Sui with sharp eyes.
For a moment, everyone in the cafeteria focused their attention on Sui, even the careless Ashan was no exception.
Yu Sui swallowed, the atmosphere making him a little nervous, "It's a year, yes."
Ellie, Karan and others looked at each other in bewilderment. Heiyan and Bombur were even more excited. They didn't even bother to eat. They excitedly took the dry vermicelli that Yu Sui had specially left for them and looked at it.
"That's great! Beans and potatoes have a high yield, but they don't last very long. Now, if we make them into vermicelli, wouldn't that extend their storage time? Now we have another food that won't rot easily!"
Heiyan excitedly held up the vermicelli and said to Bombur.
The Minotaur said that the potato yield per mu is five to six thousand kilograms!
Yu Sui came from the modern era, where the potato yield per mu reached eight or nine thousand kilograms. After all, fertilizers were widely available, and the potato yield would be even higher if the ground was covered with film.
Bulu and Yu Sui once said that ground beans are edible and are seeds themselves. One ground bean can produce more than a dozen seeds.
But in my memory of being a potato lover, when I was young, when I was in my hometown, I would first put the potatoes in a warm place to let them sprout, and then cut each sprout into pieces. I would cut a potato into several pieces and plant them separately. Each piece would survive, and they would produce a lot of potatoes, and I could also save a lot of potatoes.
Every year when the weather turns warmer, my grandmother would dig out the leftover potatoes that had sprouted, cut off the sprouting parts with a knife, and plant them in the ground.
Potatoes are a very hardy crop that is not easily affected by insect pests. Coupled with the wide range of modern pesticides and fertilizers, many people grow potatoes.
Although potatoes have a high yield, we should not be greedy and use all the land to grow potatoes. Ireland in the past is a very famous example.
Ireland was ruled by Britain at the time, and people had few potatoes, so they were very dependent on potatoes. A large amount of land was used to grow potatoes. This also led to a famine among the people of the country when late blight of potatoes broke out one year.
So even though potatoes are good, Yu Sui doesn't plan to rely too much on them, and he also needs to grow all kinds of grains.
The minotaurs must be aware of this, but they haven't arrived yet. The appearance of vermicelli surprised all the tribesmen, and Yu Sui told them about the risks of growing potatoes.
Heiyan and the others calmed down, with regretful expressions on their faces, but nothing can be perfect, so they could only accept this fact.
I was so excited that I forgot to eat. When Ashan heard that potatoes had such risks, he served himself a bowl of vermicelli meatball vegetable soup in disappointment.
"Then let's make more vermicelli noodles, dry them and store them in the cellar. The tribesmen will surely love to eat them, as well as rice noodles."
Ashan slurped the vermicelli soup and spoke with a satisfied look on his face.
This is feasible. Yu Sui also had this purpose in letting them taste vermicelli and rice noodles.
When Yu was a child, every autumn harvest season, my grandfather would ride a small tricycle and carry a few bags of potatoes to process them into starch, which he would keep for his family to make vermicelli and rice paper.
A pound of potatoes only produces about one or two ounces of potato starch, and usually several bags of potatoes cannot make a whole bag of starch.
"Okay, but in this weather, we can make some vermicelli and freeze it for the winter, and dry the rest and store them in the cellar."
Yu Sui happily said that the vermicelli would not change its taste after being frozen and then cooked, so it was very convenient to eat it this way in winter.
Winter is almost over, and frozen food needs to be eaten up before the weather gets warmer, otherwise frozen food will go bad faster than fresh food once it is thawed.
Bangbo patted Yu Sui's waist with satisfaction and said, "Xiao Yu Sui has added important food to the tribe. You are doing a great job as a tribe leader."
Initially, the dwarves were forced to split into small tribes. Bombur, who was older and had more advanced forging skills, was elected as the chief. At that time, he was very nervous and could only take his people to solve the problem of food and clothing. Later, he was exhausted from fighting wits and courage with monsters and humans who smuggled in. Bombur thought that he was not as comprehensive as Xiaoyu.
Yu Sui smiled and shook his head, "Without your help, I can't do so many things."
"Okay, stop flattering each other. Since the vermicelli noodles taste so good, let's take advantage of the time we have now and ask those who are free to make more. We won't have time when we get busy later."
Heiyan interrupted the conversation between Yu Sui and Bang Bo and suggested with his hands behind his back.
The tribe, which had been idle for a while, became busy again. Everyone had a clear division of labor. The snow werewolves with the most flexible claws were responsible for peeling potatoes, the argali people were responsible for transporting and cleaning the unpeeled and peeled potatoes, and the dwarves worked overtime to make a few more crushers.
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