【Big White Mantou】

After that, Ye Fan didn't worry about it anymore.

Li Yao took the initiative to take over the job of planting trees, and sent someone to plant them properly on the wasteland.

Ye Fan's family really didn't have enough land. Apart from the Li family's valley, the pier also occupied a piece of land.

There are a thousand flour fruit trees, all of which have thick trunks like buckets, and a few scattered leaves hang on the small crowns, which may be yellow or green, but they are as big as a child's palm, weird and novel.

The nearby villagers came here specially, and looked around the "big belly tree" as if they were curious.Yes, the villagers gave the noodle tree an affectionate name - big belly tree, which is quite appropriate.

The villagers of Hanjialing regard those trees as their own property, take responsibility spontaneously, and do not allow others to destroy them.

It saved Ye Fan from worrying.

Tan Huite, the county magistrate of Daning County, came to ask Li Yao if he needed to make a note and report it to the officials.

Li Yao nodded, "It should be said."

In fact, no matter whether you say it or not, the capital will know, so it's better to give magistrate Tan this face.

Tan Hui got the answer he was expecting, so he didn't stay any longer. He walked around the valley under the leadership of the steward, looked around, and then went back.

Mr. Mo looked at his back and said with a smile: "Magistrate Tan is a smart man."

He came to ask for instructions in advance, which is tantamount to expressing his position.

Li Yao put his hands behind his back and asked, "How is the school going?"

"Everything is ready, just waiting for the students."

"Let the steward inform the village chiefs that anyone of the right age can be sent over, and Shu Xiu won't charge anything."

Mr. Mo smiled with a good temper. How could he not know that it was his Lord Hou who was shabby for him!

Alas, if you are shabby, you are shabby. If you want to achieve great things, which one is not a mountain of swords and seas of fire, where is it going?The most important thing is being able to make friends with Ye family Xiaolang.

Li Yao has the same idea as him.After the school was cleaned up, he personally invited Ye Fan over.

The classroom was chosen in a bamboo pavilion in the outer courtyard. The partition in the middle was demolished, and the three rooms were merged into a big room, which was transparent from north to south and very bright.

The desks in the room are all newly typed, with a faint smell of lacquer.The table tops are wide, six feet long and three feet wide, and the table legs are bent into a rounded arc, carved with delicate patterns.

Ye Fan picked one at random, and knelt down on the mat made of reed leaves, both delighted and novel, "It's so well done, I want to come to study."

Li Yao stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at him with good eyes, "I remember you went to the best university in Huaguo."

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, "Do you still remember why I took the imperial university entrance exam?"

"Because... I?" He originally wanted to say "he", but when the words came to his lips, he temporarily changed it to "I".

Ye Fan giggled, "At that time, I ran around with you to take professional courses, and saw that you were sweating profusely every time, so I thought, I must study hard and rely on my brain for food."

Li Yao nodded in agreement, "You're very smart." It's just lazy.

Ye Fan squinted at him, "Why do I hear your words so false?"

"Sincerely." Li Yao grabbed his shoulders and brought him up.

"What are you doing?" Ye Fan hid to the side, but did not dodge.

Li Yao made an unprecedented joke, "Let your brain eat and drink."

Ye Fan was so teased that he fell into his arms with a smile, for a moment he forgot what he said "Keep a distance".

Li Yao smiled with him and tightened his arms contentedly.

***

At the end of May, there was still no rain in Daning County.

The atmosphere gradually became tense, and the villagers met on the road, talking about this incident.

Everyone was worried about the poor harvest of winter wheat, and at the same time worried about the diversion of the Yellow River during the summer flood, and whether the Khitan people would enter the customs to grab grain, and so on.

Ye Fan couldn't help being affected by this emotion, and would run to the field from time to time to pick up the fruit trees one by one to see if they had grown taller and whether they were watered enough.

As promised, Li Yao sent a special person to take care of it, watered it every five days, and recorded the growth every ten days.

According to the planting manual, the roots of flour fruit trees less than ten years old are not deep, and they need to be watered and fertilized frequently. When the trees are more than ten years old, they can sit and harvest fruits.

These trees were planted in May, waited for a summer, and will bloom and bear fruit again by the end of July at the latest.

Thinking of the total output of so many trees, Ye Fan finally felt more at ease.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Ye Fan walked home with Fat Tuan and Bai Lu.

As soon as I entered the yard, I noticed that the atmosphere was not right.

Dalang's daughter-in-law stood beside the millstone, her eyes were red.

Yu Sanniang and Little Hammer held her hand from left to right, as if to comfort her.

Seeing Ye Fan come back, Da Lang's wife knelt down in front of him with a plop.

Yu Sanniang was startled, and knelt down regardless.

Ye Fan took two steps back subconsciously, and said in surprise, "What's wrong?"

Da Lang's daughter-in-law wiped her face, choked up and said, "Xiao Lang, I was reckless and broke that precious thing."

"What precious thing?" Don't worry about it, it's not as important as a person in Ye Fan's mind, "Little Hammer, help your mother up quickly, our family doesn't like kneeling around."

Little Hammer pinched the corner of his clothes, looking scared.

He didn't go to pull Da Lang's wife, but grabbed Ye Fan's hand, pulled him to the side of the millstone, and said timidly: "My mother didn't mean it, Xiao Lang, don't blame her..."

Ye Fan didn't listen to what he said at all, his attention was all on those noodles.

The noodle fruit, which was originally as hard as a coconut shell, has become as thin as rice paper after ten days of exposure to the sun, and it shatters with a light poke.

There are fine powders scattered inside, some are green, some are yellow, some are red, some are white, which happen to be the same color as the epidermis.

Ye Fan picked up a pinch and crushed it in the palm of his hand, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was as fine as flour.

Originally there were eight fruits in the courtyard, two in each of spring, summer, autumn and winter, four in the sunny place, and four in the shade.

Dalang's daughter-in-law explained in tears: "I saw the sun move in the afternoon, and Xiaolang would move this thing. You came back late today, so I thought I wouldn't delay things, so I planned to move it up. Just move it. It didn't happen, just touched it, and it broke."

"Sister-in-law, not only are you not to blame for this matter, but I also have to thank you." Ye Fan didn't bother to be shy, and reached out to help her up, "Look at the things inside, what do they look like?"

Dalang's daughter-in-law didn't understand, she couldn't speak out in a panic.

On the contrary, Yu Sanniang stood up from the ground, pointed to the white fruit and said, "This looks like flour made from winter wheat, but winter wheat flour is not so white."

Ye Fan kept nodding.

Yes, the flour from the winter fruit is exactly the same as the wheat flour with whitening agent added in later generations.

Not only that, but the yellow flour in Xiaguo has coarse grains, which looks like cornmeal in terms of color, texture and taste.

As for the spring fruit and autumn fruit, Ye Fan can't see it for the time being, and he has to cook and eat to know.

"Sister-in-law, Sanniang, I'm not good at cooking, so I have to ask you to do some work - make these flour into pancakes, buns, steamed buns, a few at a time, and make it according to the method of winter wheat flour."

When Dalang's daughter-in-law heard it, she didn't care about her self-blame, and hurried to the kitchen to get the basin, scoop water, knead noodles, and get busy.

Yu Sanniang added water, lit the fire, and helped her.

The little hammer was pulled by Ye Fan, took out more than 20 remaining fruits, put them on the millstone to dry, and freed up a large freezer.

As for the four fruits in the shade, they became moldy overnight and could not be eaten.

Ye Fan asked the fat group to take pictures and video the whole process, including the cooking process of Da Lang's wife.

The result was similar to what Ye Fan thought.

Green noodles are not easy to form a ball when kneading. Ye Fan combined with the way of eating potatoes, thinking that this kind of noodles is probably suitable for making potato flour.

Yellow noodles are similar to corn flour and are suitable for sticking pancakes. The finished product is softer and more fragrant than jade noodle cakes.

The red noodles are the most surprising. The steamed noodles are like glutinous rice balls, which are springy and soft. There is no need to put sugar, and it is sweet when you take a bite.

The white noodles are very funny. Dalang's wife added soil yeast according to the usual method of steaming steamed buns, and put them in the pot when they are ready.As a result, halfway through the steaming, there was only a sound of ping-pong-pong, and the steamed buns in the pot started fighting!

The two ladies were so frightened that they ran to the door, looking at the pot lid that was going up and down with horror on their faces.

Ye Fan was also apprehensive, but he considered himself a man, gritted his teeth and lifted the lid to take a look, his eyes widened suddenly.

The steamed buns that were originally the size of an adult's fist swelled to the size of a head. It was not enough for a dozen big steamed buns to fill the gaps in the pot, so they had to be pushed up. The phenomenon of fighting.

Yu Sanniang burst out laughing.

Dalang's wife also patted her chest and couldn't help laughing.

After such an oolong, the original fear in the ladies' hearts completely disappeared, and then turned into a great surprise.

"It's amazing to be able to steam such a big pot of steamed buns with only the flour in the fruit!"

Little Hammer held the "giant steamed bun" in both hands, and grinned with his toothless mouth while eating.

Ye Fan also took two, went back to the cave and called Boer.

Under normal circumstances, it should be the fat group who hung up, and Ball will dial back after seeing it.

This time, almost as soon as Fat Tuan dialed the number, the video was connected.

Fat Tuan scratched his head, wanting to tell Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was so immersed in excitement that he didn't pay attention at all.

The video window jumped out, and a huge white unknown object filled the entire screen.

Pol blinked, "What is this?"

Dabai Mantou moved away, revealing Ye Fan's face, "Mantou, is it big?"

Ball nodded in agreement, "It's very big."

"You told me earlier that one sourdough can bake an equal amount of bread, right?"

Pol continued to nod.

"This steamed bun is four times the original size, and only uses less than one-tenth of the noodles! Haha, didn't you expect that?" Ye Fan's triumphant tone spread throughout the central control room through the loudspeaker.

A middle-aged man in a white lab coat with the badge of the Academy of Sciences on his chest appeared on the screen.

"Noodle fruit contains natural fermentin. In theory, it can indeed achieve such an effect after being fermented with water, but we never thought of drying it and grinding it into powder."

He smiled, turned his head and looked behind him, "It seems that the empire has lost a lot over the years."

The other party's voice was very gentle, with a smile on his face, even so, Ye Fan was still taken aback.

"Sorry, Ye Fan, I didn't have time to tell you." Boer's face showed guilt.

He turned the video into holographic mode.

So, Ye Fan saw many people - those wearing crowns, military uniforms, white coats, and strange shapes.

That is to say...

Just now he was holding a big white steamed bun, smiling like a fool, was seen by so many people? !

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