Go back to the past to plant trees

Although Zhao Jinquan hadn't learned how to make bread yet, he had seen it once and could barely understand it. But just like with cola, understanding it was useless, and wanting to eat it was useless. Making it was too expensive, requiring seven or eight eggs, which was not something an ordinary family could afford.

Zhao Jinquan is increasingly admiring Feng Cheng. He can do everything: plant trees, sing, bake bread, bake cakes, and make cola. And that's just what he's shown so far. As for what he hasn't shown yet, who knows how many more skills he has.

Zhao Jinquan is now hoping that Feng Cheng can bring out more things, especially delicious ones, so that he can learn from them.

Unfortunately, Feng Cheng hasn't made anything else since he started making cakes.

When Zhao Jinquan had free time, he couldn't help but ask him, "Brother Feng, can you make anything else besides bread and cakes?"

"I do know a little bit, but I can't make it now because we don't have the materials here."

Thanks to short videos, Feng Cheng has learned a lot of things. What used to be useless knowledge has now become very useful knowledge.

Perhaps it was because of the time travel, but Feng Cheng's memories from his previous life were very vivid. He could even recall some forgotten junk information. This was something Feng Cheng gradually discovered over time, and he didn't know if it was because his soul and body were more in sync.

So Feng Cheng knows a lot of things now. For example, cooking. Although he doesn't know the skills of a master chef, he knows a little about some simple home-style dishes. Well, he knows the idea but not the technique. He only knows the specific steps, but he doesn't know the details of how to make them well.

For example, he doesn't know how to make low-gluten flour for bread, but those who make pastries know how to process ordinary flour into low-gluten flour. And when it comes to lemons used in beverages and sodas, knowledgeable people can name several substitutes, but Feng Cheng doesn't know that without lemons, he can't find any other solution besides choosing not to use them.

This is the difference between Feng Cheng and them. Feng Cheng only obtains the outermost layer of information; he doesn't understand anything slightly deeper.

But this doesn't mean that Feng Cheng's superficial understanding is unimportant. Going from 1 to 10 is important, but going from 0 to 1 is even more important. One is deepening the foundation, and the other is creating something from nothing.

Take making bread for example. Zhao Jinquan knows how, even if he doesn't do it well yet, at least he knows how. The rest is just a matter of practicing more, thinking more, summarizing more experience, and then improving his skills. But if he doesn't know how, then he really doesn't know how. Let alone improving his skills, he might not even know the word "bread" at any time.

"What materials do we need? Maybe I have them at home? If I don't, maybe someone else does? We can go look for them!"

"Let me think about it!"

Feng Cheng knows a lot of things, but when it comes to food, it needs to be simple, innovative, easy to make, and the ingredients need to be easy to find—that's where things get a bit tricky.

Especially during this difficult time, things like rice noodles, sweet potato noodles, and potato noodles that Feng Cheng really wants to make are temporarily difficult because there aren't enough whole grains to make starch for him.

There are also some heavy oil-based, deep-fried foods. In those days, oil was scarce and rationed, so it goes without saying that they couldn't be made.

That's why Feng Cheng was in a bit of a dilemma. If there were really an easy way to do it, he would have done it long ago. After all, it's about filling his own stomach, so Feng Cheng wouldn't be lazy.

"By the way, are there any fish here on the dam?"

"fish?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jinquan immediately shook his head: "No, there are no fish ponds here in Bashang. There are a few small rivers, but they have almost dried up due to the drought in the past two years. Even if they hadn't dried up, there wouldn't be any fish. I often go there to catch fish, so I know."

"What about places further away?"

"Unless there are no people living along the river, those who do live there can forget about it. These past two years have been very difficult. Forget about fish, even the grass has been torn up several times."

Upon hearing this, Feng Cheng stopped asking questions. He had been thinking of making a dish like pickled fish, which wasn't difficult; all you needed was some pickled cabbage, scallions, ginger, and garlic.

Unfortunately, the climate in Bashang is too harsh, the altitude is high, and there are few rivers, making it difficult to catch a fish.

Feng Cheng knew that he could definitely catch fish in rivers further away, but deserted places were too dangerous. It was unnecessary and not worth risking his life just to eat a few fish.

"Brother Feng, do you want to cook fish?" Zhao Jinquan asked.

"Yes, I've heard of a dish called sauerkraut fish. I've never made it. If we had fish, I could try it, but unfortunately we don't."

"That's a real pity. Catching fish requires luck. Next time I go back, I'll talk to the villagers and see who can go fishing. If they catch any, I'll ask them to save some for me so I can bring them back when I go back."

Zhao Jinquan also wanted to eat the pickled fish that Feng Cheng mentioned, so he helped to think of a way to make it. Of course, he also wanted to learn how to make it himself.

Although there are few fish in the river, it's not like there aren't any. If you're lucky, you can catch one or two. Well, if you're really lucky...

"also."

Feng Cheng didn't force the issue. He would try to catch one if he could, and if he couldn't, so be it. If he really wanted to eat one, he could just go down to the dam next time and buy another one. If he couldn't buy one, he could try his luck in the river and see if he could catch one or two.

That is, it's only up on the dam. If it were down below the dam, it wouldn't be a problem. Just find a small river, put on a fishing hook, and you could probably catch a few. Although things are difficult now, everyone is poor and doesn't have many fishing tools. Unlike later generations, when even children can buy several baskets to put fish in, in this era, many people who don't live by the river don't know how to catch fish.

Moreover, river fish in that era were generally quite fishy, ​​and without seasonings to remove the fishy smell, the fish meat was not tasty. Therefore, eating fish was not everyone's first choice, and catching fish was not particularly difficult.

A few days later, the bureau's supply truck arrived. Feng Cheng had the driver take the borrowed books back to the archives. The driver had been going to the dam frequently over the past year, so he was quite familiar with Feng Cheng and was willing to help with this small matter.

However, Feng Cheng felt that he would need to trouble him often in the future, so he should prepare a small gift next time the man came. Otherwise, the man would not be so willing to help him after a few times.

It's only because Feng Cheng doesn't smoke; otherwise, if I offered him a cigarette every now and then, or occasionally gave him half a pack, this whole thing would have been a natural progression.

With the new supplies delivered, Zhao Jinquan was able to put his skills to good use again, making bread twice and cola once in a week.

Feng Cheng didn't interfere with either of these two productions; Zhao Jinquan did it all himself. The taste was similar to what Feng Cheng had made before. Feng Cheng also offered a few suggestions for improvement, but he didn't know if they were right or not. Anyway, he just let Zhao Jinquan try it himself.

Zhao Jinquan also took notes carefully. Although it was already very delicious, since Feng Cheng said it could be made even better, Zhao Jinquan naturally had to find a way to improve it. Anyway, he had nothing else but plenty of free time.