Chapter 167 Nut Butter
Jian Mo and his friends quickly put the kiwifruits into their backpacks.
The two beastmen changed back into their beast forms and carried their partners down the mountain.
The forests on both sides slowly changed from green to colorful. Jian Mo felt very happy in the wind.
When they ran to a big river, Ji Xun shouted, "Let's wash the kiwifruits here before going back."
Jian Mo had no objection: "Okay, but do the kiwifruits need to be washed?"
Ji Xun: "It's better to wash them and then choose them again."
Ji Xun had experience, so everyone stopped, carried the kiwifruits to the river, and poured the kiwifruits into the blue river made of melted ice and snow.
The grinning fruit has a bit of weight, and the intact fruit can sink directly to the bottom,
while the grinning fruit that has been infested by insects will float up. They stirred the river water to let the fruits that have been infested by insects float down the river naturally, and then scrubbed the intact fruits.
While scrubbing, several people used a knife to poke holes in the smooth outer shell of the grinning fruit.
Ji Xun explained to Jian Mo and Wu Jiong: "If you poke a hole like this, it will be much easier to peel off the shell after frying it later, and the layer of fruit skin inside can also be peeled off quickly."
Jian Mo: "So there is such a trick."
Ji Xun smiled: "Yes, otherwise it will be difficult to peel it later, and it will be a bit bitter if the fruit skin is not peeled off cleanly." After
they processed the grinning fruit, they continued to set off and ran to Ji Xun and Mo'a's home.
Ji Xun invited Jian Mo and Wu Jiong to stay at home for dinner: "I can make a delicious nut butter, you can stay and try it."
Jian Mo became interested: "How delicious is it?"
Ji Xun: "Sweet and smooth, you will know when you taste it. I made this nut butter for daily consumption after I got pregnant because I often felt hungry."
Jian Mo: "Come on, come on."
Ji Xun: "We have to fry the jackfruit first."
Mo A said: "I'll do it."
Mo A took a large clay pot and fried the jackfruit outside the house.
The fire below was burning fiercely, and the jackfruit made crackling sounds.
Mo A's strong arms flipped quickly. He had good skills. Even with such a big fire, there was still no smell of burning, only the aroma of nuts became stronger and stronger.
Jian Mo watched from the side and finally understood why he had to wash the jackfruit first. If he didn't wash it first and let the jackfruit get wet, it would be easy to burn once it was put into the pot.
Mo A was frying the jackfruit, and Wu Jiong took the initiative to walk over and change hands with him.
Ji Xun took Jian Mo to the back of the house to move the stone mill out: "To make nut butter, you have to grind the nuts first. Let's clean the stone mill first."
Seeing him walking briskly, Jian Mo hurriedly said: "I'll do it, you pay attention."
Ji Xun: "It's okay, I'll pay attention."
Jian Mo insisted on doing the heavy work: "I'm worried."
Soon, the jackfruit was fried, and the stone mill was washed and dried.
The four of them peeled the kernels of the jackfruit and put them in the stone mill to grind.
Ji Xun brought a can of oil from home: "This is the nut oil I exchanged. The secret to making delicious nut butter is here."
Jian Mo lowered his head and sniffed it: "What kind of oil is this? The taste is quite light and mellow."
Ji Xun: "The oil of the yellow flower wood."
Ji Xun said, pouring the oil into the kernels of the grinning fruit, mixing it evenly, and then put it on the stone mill, pushing the stone mill to grind the kernels out.
The kernels of the nut butter ground in this way are more delicate and the particles are very small.
After Ji Xun checked it, he poured it back into the stone mill and ground it a second time, and a third time.
After grinding it three times, the nut butter became as delicate as sesame butter, and Ji Xun put it in a jar.
Jian Mo asked, "Is it done now?"
Ji Xun: "Of course not. I haven't added sugar yet, and I haven't put it back in the pot. I have to boil it again before it's done."
Ji Xun took them into the house, picked out a special clay pot, poured the sauce into the pot, and then placed it on the fire, slowly boiling it over a low fire, letting Mo A stir it constantly while boiling.
Ji Xun scooped out the flour, added bird eggs, powdered sugar, animal oil and water, kneaded it into a dough, pressed it into a cake, and put it in another pot to bake.
After the nut butter was boiled, Ji Xun's biscuits were also baked.
Everyone sat outside the house drinking tea, enjoying the breeze and looking at the snow-capped mountains, and eating hot biscuits dipped in hot nut butter.
Jian Mo took a biscuit.
The biscuits are a bit hard, but full of the aroma of flour.
The nut butter is extremely delicate and sweet, with the unique aroma of nuts.
The hard biscuits are dipped in nut butter, the outside is delicate and sweet, and the inside is fragrant and chewy. The mellow fragrance and sweetness shine, and the hardness and smoothness collide. Just eat it slowly, the more you eat, the more fragrant it is, and the more you eat, the more you can't stop eating.
Jian Mo was very surprised: "How did you come up with such delicious biscuits?"
Ji Xun raised his chin and said proudly: "At the beginning, I just wanted to make a snack that could satisfy my hunger. As I was working on it, I came up with this biscuit recipe. How about it? Delicious, right?"
Jian Mo raised his thumb: "This is the most delicious nut butter I have ever eaten."
Ji Xun: "The secret of this sauce is to add some oil, and then be willing to add sugar. In fact, it doesn't matter if you add a little more sugar. With oil and sugar, this sauce will not go bad for a long time."
Jian Mo: "Indeed, we will eat it all in the end."
Ji Xun: "That's it." Meaning, when you are tired and hungry, pour a plate of nut butter, take a plate of biscuits, and make some tea to eat slowly, and you will feel that the days are getting more and more promising. "
Jian Mo picked up the teacup: "I admire you. When I get back, we will do it too."
Ji Xun knew that he was in the growth period, and agreed: "You should make up for it."
Jian Mo thought for a while: "We have milk there, and it should be better to use it to make biscuits and nut butter. If you are free tomorrow, you can come down the mountain."
Ji Xun said: "How about the day after tomorrow? It happens that Mo A has to go to class the day after tomorrow, so we will go down the mountain early and visit your house by the way."
Jian Mo thought about it and said: "Then I can save some beast milk."
Before the sun sets, Jian Mo and his friends finish eating the biscuits, put the grinning fruit on their backs, and take the two bags of tea that Ji Xun sent, and run back home.
In order to entertain Ji Xun and Mo A, Jian Mo specially tried to make biscuits at home.
His cooking skills are not bad, and although the biscuits he made are a bit hard, they are very delicious. Jiujiu and Ying Ao especially like to eat them.
Jiujiu's teeth are actually average, and he may not be able to bite through a big fish.
Jian Mo feeds it biscuits, and it can eat them one by one.
Jian Mo looked at it with some suspicion, and stepped on his feet to pinch its chin: "Don't swallow it raw, chew it, otherwise you will choke, and I may not be able to help you squeeze the biscuits out."
Jiujiu obediently lowered its head and opened its mouth to show Jian Mo the biscuits it had chewed with its back molars: "Jiujiu." Chewed.
Jian Mo then put down his hand, took the biscuits from the basket, and threw them up gently.
Jiujiu opened its mouth wide to catch them, and with its big mouth, it caught them one by one accurately: "Jiujiu!"
Ying Ao ate the biscuits much more politely, one by one with his claws, chewing them slowly, not in a hurry at all.
Jian Mo couldn't help rubbing its wings: "Ying Ao, you really have the demeanor of a big boss!"
Ying Ao: "Jiujiu."
Having already fed the two Jiujiu at home, Jian Mo also fed the little ones in the tribe.
The kids really liked this sweet, freshly baked biscuit with a hint of milk and flour. Some of them were reluctant to finish it and would take it back to share with the adults.
As a result, the entire Riverside Tribe knew that Jian Mo's family had a new delicious biscuit.
When Ji Xun and Mo'a came down the mountain, they specifically asked: "Have you baked biscuits in the past two days?"
Jian Mo: "Yes, let's try to make biscuits with milk. Can we succeed? The result is beyond my imagination. Come in quickly, I plan to make waterless biscuits today." Jian
Mo excitedly took Ji Xun and Mo'a into the kitchen: "We ground the nuts this morning. We didn't use vegetable oil, but butter extracted from animal milk. You can smell this and see how it tastes?"
Ji Xun took the jar and smelled it: "Wow, it smells like milk, it smells delicious."
Jian Mo: "Then you taste it? " Taste it."
Ji Xun brought a spoon over, scooped half a spoonful gently, tasted a little, and gave the spoon to Mo A to taste it: "It has a sweet milky taste, and the taste is richer and softer. I like the nut butter made this way."
Jian Mo: "It's not ready yet. I want to wait until you come. The nut butter cooked now is more fragrant."
Ji Xun: "It's delicious now. I can't imagine how delicious it will be after it's cooked?"
Jian Mo: "You'll know after tasting it later."
Jian Mo lit a fire to cook the nut butter. Unlike Ji Xun's version, in addition to a large amount of powdered sugar, he also put a little salt and sour juice.
Ji Xun asked: "What's the principle of adding these two things?"
Jian Mo: "It's all to make the nut butter sweeter and the flavor more unique."
They had already made the preliminary preparations, and the nut butter was cooked after a little simmering.
The cooked nut butter has a flavor similar to chocolate butter, and is even thicker and smoother than chocolate butter.
Not to mention Ji Xun, even Jian Mo is very proud of this upgraded recipe.
As for the biscuits, Jian Mo divided the dough with milk and butter into pieces and made them into the shape of biscuits.
Jian Mo also brushed a layer of egg liquid on them before baking.
Before Ji Xun had time to ask, Jian Mo took the initiative to explain: "This is to make the biscuits more beautiful."
Ji Xun: "I've learned something."
Jian Mo and his friends also used a ceramic pot to bake things. They put charcoal on the bottom and lid of the pot respectively, so that the biscuits baked inside can be heated more evenly.
Soon, the biscuits were baked.
Everyone was eating biscuits in the yard.
Ji Xun also liked Jian Mo's biscuits very much: "Your biscuits taste even sweeter and more delicious."
Jian Mo: "That's all thanks to the recipe you gave me."
Ji Xun: "Mine is just an ordinary recipe. Many people can make it, but they are just too lazy to bother."
Mo A: "The cost of making biscuits is also high, and most people can't afford it."
Jian Mo: "That's not necessarily true. It's hard to say about other tribes, but people in our Riverside Tribe should be willing to spend money."
Ji Xun agreed: "You people in the Riverside Tribe have indeed saved a lot of supplies."
Everyone ate biscuits, enjoyed the breeze, and chatted.
Classes weren't about to start, and they didn't have to eat lunch because they had biscuits, so they could chat from now until the afternoon.
It was quite interesting to chat occasionally like this.
However, Jian Mo's wish to chat for the whole morning did not come true.
While they were chatting, a kid outside the yard shouted: "Brother Jian Mo, someone is coming outside the clinic."
Jian Mo: "Who is it? What's the matter?"
The kid: "I don't know, he said he had a stomachache and was carried here."
Jian Mo immediately ignored his tea and biscuits: "Let them wait a moment, I'll go over right away."
Jian Mo looked at Ji Xun and Mo A: "I'll go over and take a look, you sit here first."
Ji Xun hurriedly said: "Business is more important, you go first."
Jian Mo stood up and went back to the house to get the medical kit, and ran to the clinic.
The person who came was from the Haizuo tribe, and they were also old acquaintances.
As soon as they saw Jian Mo, the people of the Haizuo tribe immediately said, "Doctor Jian Mo, please save him!"
Jian Mo walked through the crowd and said, "Why does his stomach hurt? Do you know the reason?"
The people of the Haizuo tribe said, "I don't know, I just know that his stomach has been hurting for three days."
The people of the Haizuo tribe said, "He started to feel pain the night before yesterday, and the medicine soup didn't work. When we brought him here, he was in pain for more than a day on the road, and now his face is not right."
Jian Mo walked into the small clinic, where a beastman was lying, groaning constantly, with an abnormal yellow-green face, and looked very gray.
Maybe there was something wrong with the liver and gallbladder - this thought suddenly popped up in Jian Mo's mind.
This is a big problem. Jian Mo's heart sank. He had a bad feeling while examining the beastman.
If the beastman had a cut on his stomach, it would be easier to treat. Just sew up the wound. But for
this kind of liver and gallbladder problem, he didn't know how to treat it.
He had neither equipment nor medicine to support him. He was originally a veterinarian and didn't know any special and sophisticated treatment methods.
It's a trouble.
Jian Mo frowned.
He really couldn't do it this time.
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