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Soon, the yard was filled with potato chips drying in the sun.

"Mom, why do potatoes need to be dried in the sun?"

Chu Jinnian squatted beside the dustpan, looking at the potato chips curiously, with a confused look on his face.

Shen Zhi: "This can be made into potato chips. I'll make them for you after they're dried."

"potato chips?!"

This word was so unfamiliar, so unfamiliar and delicious, that everyone got excited.

"When can we eat then?"

"When they are all dried." Shen Zhi answered their questions patiently.

"Can I eat it tomorrow?"

"The sun is so strong, and the potato slices are cut relatively thin. They should be able to be dried tomorrow." Shen Zhi estimated and replied.

"Wow! Then we can eat it tomorrow!"

The little ones swallowed their saliva, they felt so happy! There was a new delicious food!

I also had ice-cold lemonade today!

What a wonderful day!

The water that had been used to soak the potato slices gradually became clear, and the turbidity in it disappeared.

Shen Zhi carefully poured out the clear water.

Soon a layer of white substance appeared under the wooden basin.

Chu Jinzhou: "Mother, what are these? There are so many!"

Shen Zhi took a spoon and scooped the potato starch at the bottom of the wooden basin into a small dustpan lined with gauze.

“This is good stuff, very delicious.”

The little ones' eyes sparkled. How come they didn't know there are so many ways to eat potatoes? !

Shen Zhi put the starch on the table to dry. "If you want to eat it, you must help me watch it. It will be delicious only if it is dried."

The little ones sat at the table, staring at the white powder.

There is too little starch. The amount of starch produced by potato chips is not too much. If you want to make more starch, you can only chop the potatoes into small pieces, so that the amount of starch produced will be higher.

At noon, Chu Changfeng came back holding Huanhuan.

The little girl went out for a day and didn't miss her mother. When she came back, she sat in her father's arms, giggling.

"Daddy! Huanhuan!"

As soon as Chu Changfeng entered the yard, he was stunned when he saw so many children in the house.

"You guys...are you going to prepare something delicious in the yard today? Are you going to have a barbecue?"

Every time the little ones get together, they definitely make delicious food together.

"We don't eat barbecue! We ate something really awesome today! Can you guess what it was?"

Chu Changfeng shook his head, unable to guess.

Chu Jinnian put his hands on his hips and said, "Why is your father so impatient? Guess for a while longer."

Before Chu Changfeng could say anything, Shen Zhi came out with a glass of lemonade.

"Here, have a taste."

Chu Changfeng took the lemonade and just as his palm touched the cup, he was stunned.

"Why... why is the lemonade so cold today?"

When he got no answer, he just took a big sip.

After drinking this, everyone was stunned!

Is this spiritual spring water or well water?

But why is it so cold? It's like spring water in winter! There seems to be crushed ice!

After taking a sip, my whole body feels cool.

Shen Zhi: "Is it delicious?"

Chu Changfeng nodded blankly, "It tastes good..."

Yesterday's slightly cool lemon water was already very refreshing, but after drinking this ice-cold lemon water now, he suddenly felt that yesterday's lemon water was not tasty at all!

There were too many people at home, and even though the three little ones knew that their mother had made ice and wanted to tell their father, they held back for the time being.

Shen Zhi pulled Chu Changfeng into the house.

When they arrived in the kitchen, Shen Zhi showed him the frozen wooden barrel.

After reading it, Chu Changfeng was completely dumbfounded, "No... this is ice?!"

How could there be ice in Beiyang? !

Shen Zhi nodded, "Yeah."

"This is... this is..." Chu Changfeng swallowed hard, "Where did this come from? Whose family kept this?"

He just couldn't believe it.

Shen Zhi curled his lips, "I did this."

Chu Changfeng blinked. He felt as if he had heard it wrong, or maybe his wife was treating him like a fool and tricking him.

This ice was formed naturally in winter, but now his Zhizhi told him that she made it herself...

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Don't lie to me!"

The little guy in his arms looked down at the ice bucket, then looked at his father and mother, blinking his big round eyes, "Ah...ah..."

Shen Zhi: "...Are you still my husband? Why don't you believe me? How can it be impossible?"

Chu Changfeng hesitated for a moment, raised his hand and pinched her face, "Zhizhi...are you really...not too narcissistic?"

Shen Zhi rolled her eyes, "Chu Changfeng! I'm angry!"

"Okay, okay! I believe you! I believe everything you say!"

Seeing his perfunctory expression, Shen Zhi stepped on him.

Chu Changfeng wailed in pain.

"Don't pretend!" Shen Zhi said.

Chu Changfeng pursed his lips, his nonchalant expression subsided, and he looked serious, "Zhizhi, did you really make this ice? How did you make it?"

Shen Zhi's expression softened a little, "Just say you don't dare to question me."

She hid beside the barrel and showed him the saltpeter under the table, "You can use this to make ice."

Chu Changfeng opened his mouth.

Zhizhi took a bowl and demonstrated the ice-making process to him.

Chu Changfeng watched intently, and even the little girl in his arms was watching with great interest.

Soon, a layer of frost visibly formed on the water in the bowl...

Chu Changfeng was stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw. "Is it that simple?"

Shen Zhi nodded, "Yes! But ice cubes made directly from saltpeter cannot be eaten."

Chu Changfeng took a look at the device that put small barrels into large barrels and understood.

He took a few deep breaths and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub Shen Zhi's head. "You...what's wrong with your head? How...can you be so powerful?"

Shen Zhi pouted proudly, "Of course! I have been so good for a long time."

Chu Changfeng swallowed his saliva, "Zhizhi... this method of making ice... you must not let anyone know, it is of great importance."

Shen Zhi naturally knew, "Don't worry, don't I know how expensive ice is in the summer? I will definitely hold on to something so profitable."

Chu Changfeng: "It is impossible to estimate how much money this ice-making recipe can bring, and it is even more unknown how much trouble it will cause."

Shen Zhi's expression turned serious.

She knows this.

Faced with huge profits, not many people can resist the temptation.

"Don't worry, we just sell iced drinks in restaurants and barbecue shops. We don't sell ice in large quantities, so we shouldn't be targeted."

After that, she smiled easily and rubbed his face with her hand. "Today you will be responsible for the tasting. I will make the drinks later. You can taste them and give me some suggestions."

"Row!"

Back in the yard, Shen Zhi was picking nectarines and cherries with a basket, while the little ones were sitting around the table staring at the potato starch that was drying in the sun.

Chu Changfeng took a look and asked in confusion: "Is the flour damp? Why did it become like this?"