Only this green, not disappointing the spring

The inspiration for the unfinished picture album came from the valley I discovered during my first field trip.

Shangguan Qingyue imagines that there is a group of elves with wings living in her world, and all kinds of interesting things happen after she, the heroine, disrupts their peaceful life.

The plot was very simple, even a little childish, but everyone has the right to dream, right? It would be fine to keep it for her own enjoyment or show it to Xiao Shitou, but it would be embarrassing to let Xuanyuan Yan see it.

"I find it quite interesting, though the workmanship is rather crude. I only want this reward, nothing else. You decide for yourself."

Xuanyuan Yan said it decisively, leaving Shangguan Qingyue speechless. This man looked serious, but she didn't expect him to be so childish. What else could she do? If she wanted it, she could give it to him. It wasn't a real diary.

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Zhao Fugui personally picked a basket of peaches that looked good. Shangguan Qingyue was going to buy them, but he couldn't agree. This fruit workshop would be the cash cow of their entire village in the future. They couldn't curry favor with them, so a basket of peaches was nothing!

The ingredients needed to make canned fruit are very simple, namely fruit, rock sugar and water. However, rock sugar is expensive, so Shangguan Qingyue plans to use half of it with rock sugar and the other half with brown sugar.

There is actually not much difference in taste between the two, except that the one made with white sugar looks better.

The layout of the fruit workshop is very simple. There are six large iron stoves facing south in the huge room, each with a chimney. If you don't know, you might think it's a canteen.

On the north side are two rows of custom-made wooden racks, most of which are currently empty in order to store freshly made cans in the future.

The workshop has two entrances, and cellars have been dug in the two front yards and a back yard, making it like a small underground palace.

In order to facilitate moving and picking up goods in the future, Shangguan Qingyue also made a simple modification to the wheelbarrow commonly used by villagers. The shape is a bit like the shopping cart in her previous life's supermarket, with wooden shelves to separate the inside, and can hold two layers of canned food at a time.

The wheels were tied with thick linen, which had a certain degree of shock-absorbing effect.

At this time, Zhao Fugui and his eldest son who came with him were busy washing peaches in the yard. In order to wash them clean, he bought two new brushes.

Zhang Da Nv brought a basin of washed peaches into the house, and everyone was waiting for Shangguan Qingyue's next arrangements.

She ordered several leather scrapers from the blacksmith shop and took a clean wooden basin to demonstrate to everyone.

"Don't throw away the peach peel, it will be useful later. You must clean up everything you eat. If you find that it is rotten, even if it is only slightly rotten, you cannot eat it. Remember!"

Zhao was watching in amazement. "I didn't expect this peeling knife to be so useful. I was worried because the big kitchen knife at home can't do such delicate work. I've never heard of peeling peaches before. City people are so particular.

Our Ruoxi's little head can always come up with new ideas!" As she said this, she took a peach and quickly peeled it.

Pour the collected peach peels into a large pot, add a large amount of rock sugar and water, boil over high heat, and then simmer over low heat for 25 minutes. Soon, the whole room was filled with a fruity fragrance.

Zhang Da Niu was burning the fire seriously, wishing that she could put the firewood at the same time. Shangguan Qingyue was getting more and more used to leaving things to her, and she was absolutely down-to-earth and serious.

"Ruoxi, the quarter hour is almost up. Do we need to remove all the firewood from the stove?"

"If there aren't many, then you don't have to. Just open the lid, take out the peels, and let the soup cool down."

After thinking for a while, he continued to add:

"After the workshop officially starts working, there will be a pile of unwanted fruit peels and cores. Big girl, remember to tell them not to throw them away. The peels can be used as compost for the villagers, and the cores can be dried and used as firewood.

There is no order without rules. Our workshop must always be kept clean and sanitary. At the beginning, no one has any experience. Please take care of this matter. I will double your monthly salary. "

Zhang Daniu waved her hands repeatedly.

"Miss, you absolutely cannot do that! As a servant, I should work hard for my master. I was too idle before and I felt uneasy. If you give me a chance to do more, I will be so happy.

I have already given you a lot of money in monthly silver, I cannot ask for more."

Zhao was busy cutting the peeled fruit in half and digging out the core with a spoon. After hearing this, she smiled and said:

"The more capable you are, the more work you should do. Why don't you want it? Big girl, you are so capable. Ruoxi has praised you in front of me a lot. Keep all the money I give you. It will give you confidence when you get married in the future."

Zhang Daniu immediately said with a serious look in her eyes:

"Grandma Zhao, I won't marry. I will follow Ruoxi wherever she goes and serve her well for the rest of her life."

This girl is always easy to talk to, but on this matter, even ten cows can't pull her back. Shangguan Qingyue knew that she was stubborn again and all persuasions were in vain, so she quickly changed the subject:

"Grandma, when we pack the pulp, we must remember to keep the quantity as consistent as possible. Eight pieces of pulp per can, and nine pieces for smaller fruits. Otherwise, if we sell them in cans in the future and the difference is too big, the customers will definitely think it's unfair."

"Okay, I'll make a note of this. I've been feeling very nervous since you suddenly handed the fruit workshop over to me."

Over at the inn's dining hall, Da Niuniang can now handle it with ease, and with the addition of two helpers, there is no need for Zhao to go over to look after it.

Shangguan Qingyue had her grandmother's idea of ​​a fruit workshop. If someone can cook delicious food, they can definitely cook other foods well.

"Haven't you always done a good job in the inn's canteen? Don't worry, no matter what happens, I'll be there to support you!"

When he was halfway through canning, he heard someone talking outside the door. It turned out that Qian Guangjin and his two sons were carrying a basket of apricots.

In the workshop, Shangguan Qingyue taught Zhao the methods and precautions of canning fruits, which were considered secret recipes that could not be passed on to outsiders.

Therefore, in order to avoid suspicion, Zhao Fugui and his son sat in the yard and waited after finishing their work. When they were pacing back and forth anxiously, Qian Guangjin came.

"Brother Qian, you are too anxious. Aren't the apricots in your village harvested tomorrow? Why are you here today?"

After hearing the news, Qian Guangjin couldn't sit still anymore and said with a smile:

"I was just really curious. Villagers would come to my house every now and then to ask if the story about selling apricots was true or not. I was annoyed to hear them, so I decided to come and take a look in advance.

Alas, why are these apricots so disappointing? It would be great if they could be canned! If they could be stored until winter and then sold as Miss Ruoxi said, how much money would we make! "

Zhao Fugui was just pretending to be calm. He was wavering between belief and doubt. In his life, this was the first time he had heard that this fruit could be stored for several months without spoiling.

If it's true, then, that would be really great!

In the workshop, Shangguan Qingyue has already started the final step.

The ceramic jars had been scalded with boiling water and dried. The juice made from the peach peels had also been cooled and poured into the jars containing the fruit pulp, which were then corked.

Put the cans in a pot, add cold water, bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer for a quarter of an hour. The canned fruit is ready.

If there was one thing that made Shangguan Qingyue most unsure, it was the sealing of the jar. The other thing was whether the taste of the cooked fruit pulp would be to her liking.

A total of 20 jars were made, half of which were sealed with wax and stored in the cellar. The rest were intended to be distributed to everyone for tasting.

Zhang Da Niu carefully cut the large pieces of fruit flesh into small pieces, poured them into white porcelain bowls, and placed forks in each. She then brought them to the stone table outside the courtyard for everyone to enjoy.

Zhao Fugui couldn't wait to take a bowl and taste it.

"Mm, the flesh is soft and tasty, really good! But... I wonder if it can be stored in winter without going bad!"