When the system saw her using a knife to peel the skin, she always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
The system checked its own internal self and found no problems, so it waited quietly.
Manbao had never eaten yam, had never seen this thing before, and was very curious about it. So for the first time, she did not go to the house to settle the accounts with her mother and brothers, but squatted at the door of the kitchen to watch her sister-in-law peel it.
Xiao Qian peeled it gently, and the white flesh of the yam was revealed. Man Bao curiously stretched out his fingers and touched it, and found that it was sticky.
Xiao Qianshi slapped her dirty hands away and continued peeling.
While peeling, Xiao Qian felt something was wrong, "Why do my hands feel itchy?"
Man Bao, who picked up yam skins to observe out of curiosity, also felt that his little hands were a little itchy, and the itchiness was getting worse.
She couldn't help but grab it, and once she grabbed it, she couldn't help it anymore, and grabbed each other with both hands.
Xiao Qian's hands turned red when he saw her. He was so frightened that he quickly dropped the knife and the peeled yam and grabbed her hands, panicking: "What's going on? This, this medicine is poisonous?
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When Mrs. Qian heard the sound, she couldn't help but ran out of the house. Seeing the red scratches on Man Bao's little hands, she immediately said: "Hurry up and get some water to wash."
Wu Lang quickly fetched water for them, and the sister-in-law and sister-in-law washed it, but they still felt itchy. Xiao Qian was okay, she could bear it, but Manbao couldn't. She scratched and scratched again, and found that it was still itchy.
It was itchy, so I couldn't help crying, and while scratching, I shouted: "Mom, mom, it's itchy..."
Qian held her little hand to prevent her from grabbing it. Seeing that she was crying in pain, she felt a little uncomfortable. She turned around and asked Zhou Dalang, "Isn't it said to be a good thing? Why is it still poisonous?"
Zhou Dalang and the others didn't understand either. He was sweating profusely and said: "This, this is what Man Bao said. The shopkeeper of the medicine shop also said that it is good food and can be eaten."
Qian asked Manbao with a straight face, "Don't cry, Manbao, is it not written clearly in the book you read?"
Manbao cried so hard that he kept calling Keke in his head. The system had already checked the information when Manbao felt itchy. It was found that there was a little internal information about him, so he could only go to the encyclopedia.
check.
There is no such knowledge in the confirmed information, but there are some records in some novels and anecdotes.
It is said that when peeling yam skin, the soap locust in the skin will stick to the hands, causing itching and allergies.
But there will be no yam species in the future, and relevant botanists have not found the exact genes left behind. Of course, they cannot be sure about this.
It is impossible to write down uncertain factors in the entry data to avoid misunderstanding by future generations. Science must be 100% accurate.
However, Keke reacted very quickly and guessed that saponin might really exist, and it was not difficult to destroy this plant alkaline. The system did not even need to search for information. He directly said: "Just use vinegar to soak your hands. It's acidic and alkaline."
Harmony."
It briefly introduced Manbao's science on what plant alkaloids are and what acid-base neutralization is.
Man Bao said to her mother with tears in her eyes, "I want to soak my hands in jealousy."
Qian felt distressed after hearing this, but she still gritted her teeth and asked He to go to the kitchen to get vinegar.
He took it out and said, "Mom, I only have a little bit of jealousy left. It's not enough."
Qian took the vinegar jar and poured out the remaining vinegar to wipe Man Bao's hands. He said, "Go and borrow some from someone else, and then go to the market to buy some and return them."
Man Bao smelled the fragrant vinegar and felt a little hungry. He couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his hand. Qian almost slapped her in the face. She was so panicked that she quickly poured water into her mouth and cursed: "
If you still eat it knowing it’s poisonous, are you careless?”
Man Bao felt aggrieved and said, "It smells good, it smells good."
The system has come to its senses. The host's howling made it almost forget the poverty of this era. It said: "Host, in addition to using vinegar, you can also use fire. Roasting your hands with fire can destroy the saponins and relieve the itch.
Already."
Man Bao quickly told his sister-in-law, and even used his little hand to grab her hand, causing all the vinegar on her hand to stick to her hand.
Mr. Qian was a bit partial, and because he wasn't too jealous, he gave it to his daughter.
When He heard this, he quickly lit a fire to warm their hands.
As their hands slowly heated up, Man Bao and Xiao Qian felt that they were no longer itchy, so they began to ponder the yam skin with some interest.
Xiao Qian said to Man Bao, "When you read a book, why don't you memorize it all, but memorize it piece by piece?"
Man Bao sniffed and made up her mind to read it carefully when the yam entry came out. She would also read it carefully when the other entries came out.
The sister-in-law and sister-in-law turned their hands slowly for a while. After a while, it was hot and the itching gradually disappeared. However, Xiao Qian was still frightened. He looked at the peeled yam and said, "It's poisonous, so should we still eat it?"
Man Bao had already been educated by Ke Ke, and he quickly said: "It's not poisonous, but there is saponin in the yam skin, which is why it itch. My sister-in-law can just peel it and wrap her hands with something."
He added: "Yams are delicious, they are delicious. And you don't have to worry about them being poisonous. Look, we can just bake our hands. Then even if the yams are poisonous, wouldn't it be better to scald them in boiling water?"
Although everyone didn't know what saponin was, they all felt that what Manbao said was reasonable, and everyone was still very interested in this kind of thing that wealthy people spent a lot of money to buy and eat.
Yes, in their opinion, the price of yams is very high, even higher than meat.
The chicken only costs twelve cents a pound, not to mention that Man Bao said it could be used as medicine.
In their impression, medicines are all bitter, but are they actually delicious?
Xiao Qian didn't feel that her hands were itchy anymore, so she went to chop the mutton. She simmered the mutton until it was almost cooked before putting down the yams. She simmered it for a while. Because she was afraid that the yams would not be cooked yet, she used her chopsticks to pick up the yams. She found that the chopsticks could cook the yams.
Clamp the block in half and scoop it out.
The whole family was waiting, and Man Bao squatted in the kitchen and refused to leave as soon as the smell of meat wafted out.
Er Tou San Tou, who was about the same age as her, as well as San Ya and Si Tou, who were just walking, were all squatting in the kitchen and could not move even after Wu Lang called her several times.
He wanted to reach out and drag her away, but Xiao Qianshi beat him, "You go play by yourself, why do you always offend Man Bao?"
Wuwulang pouted. Didn't he want Manbao to settle the accounts with him? They had a share of the money for the yams, and they had pulled out the centella asiatica. As a result, the eldest brother took all the money.
I gave them all to my mother.
If Man Bao doesn't go, even if they have the guts to ask for money, they don't have the ability to settle the accounts clearly.
Seeing that Man Bao's eyes were full of food and he couldn't think of money at all, Wu Lang went back to the house angrily. He decided that he must learn arithmetic well. The second brother was right, and the uncle said
It couldn't be more right. In this world, your brothers will give your money to your mother, your mother will take your money, and your sister will be unreliable. Only the skills you have learned will always be yours and no one can take them away.
Wu Lang angrily squatted on the ground and wrote down the numbers.