Sister Han is good at farming

Ruan Qingqing smiled knowingly after hearing this.

"Dad, if you think it's good, then it's really good! Let's discuss planting sorghum later!"

"Okay, what do you say? I'll do the same as your father."

At this moment, Ruan Wantie obeyed Ruan Qingqing's every word.

There is no other way. If you listen to your eldest girl, you can not only eat meat but also gain face.

"We have already plowed the land, but we still need to rake the soil flat and fine, so that it is easier for the buds to grow. In addition, the seeds should be placed outside to dry for two or three days before sowing, and then soaked in slightly hot water for three hours. This is to prevent insects and to help the seeds germinate."

Ruan Qingqing pointed out in detail the details that needed attention.

"Okay, I'll go and harrow the fields tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Mother, you should dry the sorghum seeds at home these two days."

Ruan Wantie turned around and shouted to Wang Chunya.

"okay!"

Wang's eyes curved and she answered loudly.

She was also happy that her man gained face outside.

"Big sister, will you go to the fields tomorrow?"

Ruan Shiping took the opportunity to ask Ruan Qingqing.

"No more cooking. Dad should be able to handle it by himself. Tomorrow, you and I will try to make potato flour at home! We have so many potatoes at home that we can't eat them all at once. We are worried that they will sprout and go bad over time. I was thinking, why don't we make some potato flour? It will be easy to store after drying, and we don't have to worry about rats biting it."

Ruan Qingqing spoke slowly as she thought.

“Is it like potato starch?”

Wang listened and also became interested.

"Yeah, almost."

"Of course we can get more. His father, when you finish your work in the fields, you might as well go to Old Man Tao and order two larger rice jars. We need the kind with a small mouth, a big belly and a lid. I've seen one in my mother's room once before. That kind of rice jar won't easily get damp when you put dried potato flour in it, and it won't be easy for rats and bugs to get in." Wang said to Ruan Wantie.

"Well, the crops must not be destroyed by rats and insects. I think you should not wait until I finish my work in the fields. I will take some time tomorrow to go to Old Man Tao and settle this matter first. Now that the house is spacious, there is no need to worry about not having enough space to store them."

Speaking of purchasing household items, Ruan Wantie was also very excited, as these were all symbols of their family's rise.

"Dad, why don't you ask Grandpa Tao to customize a few sauerkraut jars? The ones our family used before were broken ones picked up from the old house." Ruan Lanlan also took the opportunity to say what she wanted to buy.

"Okay! I'll make a note of this."

Ruan Wantie agreed readily.

Nothing to say for a day.

The next day, after breakfast, Ruan Qingqing, Ruan Shiping and Wang worked together to prepare potato flour.

Because Ruan Qingqing had only seen it online before and had never actually tried it, she didn't dare to make too much at the beginning. She just tried it with ten pounds of potatoes.

The skin of freshly dug potatoes is tender and can be easily removed without the help of any tools.

This method is simple and easy to operate, does not require much technical skills, and everyone can join in.

After peeling, wash the potatoes with clean water to prevent them from turning black. She originally wanted to shred them, but the conditions here were limited and there was no fine-hole grater, so she had to cut them with a knife instead.

Put the shredded potatoes into the prepared white gauze, gather the four corners of the cloth, turn the cloth bag twice and tighten it.

Then, a wooden rack for holding a cloth bag is placed on the earthenware jar, and the cloth bag is placed in it. Water is added to the cloth bag in small amounts and multiple times, and the cloth bag is squeezed and scrubbed repeatedly like washing clothes. The starch water then flows out of the cloth bag and flows along the wooden rack into the jar.

It's done until no more white starch water flows out of the cloth bag.

Put a lid on the jar and let the starch water sit overnight. The potato starch will settle in a layer at the bottom and stick to the bottom of the jar; the water will collect and fertilize the soil.

The precipitated potato flour was scraped out and dried. Because it was summer and the sun was strong, it was almost dry in one day.

Ruan Qingqing worked hard for two days and produced a total of one and a half kilograms of potato flour from ten kilograms of potatoes.

She was very satisfied with the result, and Wang and others were even more satisfied.

Everyone's enthusiasm for work has therefore been greatly improved.

After Ruan Qingqing made potato vermicelli for everyone, the chewy, sour, spicy and refreshing potato vermicelli instantly conquered the stomachs of the whole family.

Ruan Wantie even waved his hand and washed 800 kilograms of the 1,000 kilograms of potatoes into potato flour.

"Dad, isn't this too much? Two hundred kilograms of potatoes are usually not enough!"

Wang was still thinking about using potatoes to save grain and vegetables. When she heard her boss say that only 200 kilograms of potatoes would be kept, she couldn't help but get anxious. How many kilograms of grain can 200 kilograms of potatoes save? How much money can it save on vegetables?

"Mom, although potatoes don't produce a lot of flour, making potato flour takes a lot of potatoes. But potatoes go bad easily. If they go bad, wouldn't it be a waste?"

Ruan Qingqing analyzed it for her.

Wang said, "Let's dig a cellar and store it there. It can be kept for a long time!"

"But mother, we can't eat only potatoes for every meal!" Ruan Shiping said impatiently.

"All right!"

The sound of slurping potato flour began to be heard again from the whole family.

Chi the hunter, who was passing by their house, looked at the whole family sitting at the dinner table slurping potato vermicelli and sniffed.

"Ruan Laosi, what delicious food are you eating? It smells so good that I can hardly walk."

"It's delicious! Brother Chi, do you want to try it?"

Ruan Wantie knew that Chi the hunter was a joker, so he quickly invited him into the house to eat together.

"Then I won't be polite!" This time, Chi the hunter did not refuse.

Fortunately, because everyone likes to eat it, Ruan Qingqing usually makes larger portions, so that there is enough food to fill a bowl.

When the potato vermicelli was brought to Chi Liehu, he was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't this just thicker noodles? You all look like you're taking a magic medicine, and you all look intoxicated..."

Chi Hunter clicked his tongue several times.

Ruan Wantie did not argue. He sucked on the potato vermicelli and used chopsticks to signal him to try it.

"There's nothing I haven't eaten before about noodles. I, Old Chi, have eaten at least a thousand kilograms of noodles." Chi the hunter said this, but he was still very polite as he picked up the potato vermicelli with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

As soon as he took a bite, his eyes widened instantly and his eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets.

Seeing his hands frozen in place, Ruan Wantie and the others were frightened.

"Brother Chi?"

Ruan Wanjin returned the favor and waved his hand in front of him.

At this moment, Chi the Hunter slapped his thigh with his left hand.

Ruan Wantie's heart trembled with fear.

"Brother Chi?"

Ruan Wantie quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and came to him.

“It’s so damn delicious!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Chi the Hunter immediately took the bowl and took a deep sip. His eyes swept to Ruan Wantie who was approaching him, and he quickly leaned the bowl towards his arms, and said in a vague manner, "This bowl is mine after you eat it, and you are not allowed to snatch it from me, Old Chi!"

Ruan Wantie was stunned.

Ruan Qingqing, on the other hand, understood what was going on and lowered her head to chuckle.

"Dad, just enjoy your potato vermicelli! Uncle Chi is amazed by our potato vermicelli!"

Chi the Hunter chewed potato vermicelli and moved his chopsticks up and down, "Yes, yes! Amazing! So amazing!"

Ruan Wantie stroked his already depressed heart, with a helpless look on his face, "Brother Chi, your amazing way of expressing yourself is too scary! If I wasn't sure that your bowl came from the same pot as ours, I would have thought you were poisoned just now!"

Hunter Chi swallowed the last bit of potato vermicelli in his mouth and said, "What nonsense are you talking about! What's the point of saying it's poisonous or not? How can you say something as unlucky as poisoning when it comes to such delicious food?"

Ruan Wantie looked exhausted.

"What is this called? Potato vermicelli? Is it a new food you guys have come up with?" Hunter Chi was very interested in the food and asked with an unsatisfied look.

Ruan Wantie nodded, "The kids have figured it out. Didn't we harvest more than a thousand kilograms of potatoes this year? We can't eat them all at once, so we have to think of ways to get some food that is easy to store."

"I don't care. When you cook the potato vermicelli in your house, leave me two bowls, no, four bowls! I won't let you suffer a loss. I will give you a rabbit and a pheasant for one meal. How about that?" Chi the hunter negotiated.