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Chapter 130 The first step of making music

There was still a lot of time before the beans were soaked, so Xiangchuan simply asked Daxing to bring a parasol and some chairs, and the four of them, plus Lisa, the big tail, sat in the yard and chatted together. There was still a little sunshine at noon in the spring.

It was hot, but there were drinks such as juice and fruit milk nearby, and in the cup there were ice cubes made from the ice box that Kagawa had recently 3D printed out of boredom, making this noon feel like having afternoon tea.

"This soy sauce can't be made at once." Xiangchuan frowned, "It takes at least three months from soaking the soybeans to the completion of fermentation. Our outdoor study is only a week. We just want to make it this time.

You are too anxious about the raw materials for fermentation."

"It's only three months. At worst, we can ask the school to extend our outdoor study time." Seeing her nervousness, Ainuo thought it was something. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows: Is that it?

"It's only...three months, it's almost half the semester." Xiangchuan opened his eyes wide.

"Theoretically, you can apply for outdoor study for up to one year. As long as you submit periodic samples regularly and submit the final results after the study, the school will not say anything." Ouyang Yating gave her a popular science guide, "Our previous

Among the seniors, there are even seniors who have applied for one-year outdoor teaching twice in a row, and they are almost graduating from high school to university."

Is it necessary to go through such trouble in college? Xiangchuan frowned.

But a year of outdoor research... this does sound very tempting. Kagawa put her chin on her thumb and thought about it. With Geegle on her side at Tongue Tips, wouldn't everything be at her fingertips, whether it be staged samples or final results? But

...Isn’t it that the club activity room that was finally built like this has just become a decoration?

Thinking that his pocket money had shrunk by one-third, Kagawa's heart palpitated.

"Forget it, just go back to school and stay there. The equipment there is enough. It's just that this time the preparation work needs to use some equipment at my home, so I applied for outdoor study. I will rent it after the music is processed.

The transport robot will just move these glass jars to the club warehouse for high-temperature storage." Kagawa waved his hands, saying goodbye to the afternoon fishing time for a whole year with tears in his heart.

She had no choice but to live in poverty. No matter how rich her family was, her conscience would not allow her to waste so much money.

"I can't tell you quite like school." Ainuo sighed.

"..." The social beast who has been reading for sixteen years and will read again for six or seven years fell silent.

"But three months is not too short." Ouyang Yating looked at the four large glass jars and squinted her eyes because of the sunlight refracted on the glass jars. "I thought this time it would be the same as making yeast."

Just God will do."

It's quite long. Xiangchuan sighed inwardly.

"If there is wheat bran, it can be shortened a bit, but it still takes a month." Xiangchuan took a deep sip of the fruit milk, "And the information says that the method of making soy sauce with wheat bran requires some additional ingredients to ensure the taste.

There are additives, but I don’t know how to operate them, so I chose the safest method of making flour.”

"Anyway, it's just a taste. Isn't it enough to taste almost the same? I think you don't worry about the taste that much when making yeast." Aino said.

"On the contrary, I make yeast just for the taste. Without yeast, how can the buns be so fluffy?" Xiangchuan raised his eyebrows, "And how dare you conclude that yeast doesn't have other textures?"

"Ah?" The three of them were stunned. Is there really one?

"There are many types of yeast. Most of the fruits we use as ingredients and snacks can be made into yeast, and they also have different flavors." Kagawa said proudly.

"Then why don't you do it?"

"This..." Faced with Aino's soul question, Kagawa was silent. To be honest, she wanted to do it, but the basic use of these fruit yeasts is to make baked goods, and her parents don't like the kind of oven at home.

Her attitude forced her to temporarily give up on bread, cakes, and biscuits. When asked now, she didn't know whether she should say it, because when she mentioned this matter to Qiu Manman before, Qiu Manman's attitude was no different from that of her parents.

: Firmly opposed to building ovens.

It’s just an oven! It won’t eat people!

Kagawa wanted to shout like this, but considering that if she really did this, even if she had this so-called information flow plug-in, her family would be sent to a mental hospital because of her lack of common sense!

Okay, maybe it won't be that serious, but at least half a month of confinement at home for ideological education and so on is unavoidable.

Although she has no objection to being able to stay at home for ten days and a half, she was an adult in her last life. If her parents locked her up at home for this reason, and if Ouyang Yating, Qiu Manman and others found out about it later,

, then she would be too embarrassed to see anyone.

People live in this world just to fight for a breath. Now that they are human beings for the second time, they can no longer seek death.

Xiangchuan decided to put this matter aside for now. After all, the oven was not a problem. With the steamer, it was enough to satisfy the descendants of Yan and Huang in her previous life.

Seeing that Xiangchuan was silent, the three of them knew that it probably involved some topics that were not easy to talk about, so they did not pursue the question. Ouyang Yating and Liang Gong simply changed the topic to cakes. The two of them had recently talked in the club activity room.

The task is to practice making cakes. In the past few times, Ouyang Yating's butter-mounting skills have gradually stabilized, and now she can make a barely standard butter cake shape. Liang Gong wonders if there was an ancestor who opened a cake shop in the past.

He was now even able to use the most basic round decorating tip to decorate some three-dimensional flowers, which stunned Xiangchuan who was distracted by math problems.

Now she is already thinking about getting some more decorating tips from Geegle and putting them in the kitchen of the club activity room for Liang Gong to play with. Maybe she can train a modern cake decorating master.

More than an hour ended quickly with the four people chatting and talking. As the timer alarm sounded, the four people had to start the next step.

Daxing had already prepared four rented large pots nearby. After draining the water from the four large pots of beans, he put them in the pot and then cooked them again on time for four hours. If these electronic large pots can have a pressure cooker function, it can be cooked in four or fifty minutes.

It was done, but just like the oven, it seems that the high-pressure function is limited to civilian products, so Kagawa can only honestly adopt the four-hour cooking method at normal pressure.

"President, you spent a lot of time applying for outdoor study, but ended up spending most of your time either soaking beans or heating beans. It feels like it's not worth it?" Aino asked a soul question.

"Because this is my first time making it, I have to make sure there is time for trial and error. After all, this is different from pasta. There are too many unexpected products in the ancient brewing process on earth." This is the truth. Kagawa often sees it at home.

When my mother makes pickles, they often get moldy for some reason, which makes her very angry.

"But it's boring for us to wait like this. Why don't we do some math problems?" Aino said and actually opened the math problem light screen, which almost left Kagawa with a psychological shadow.

"No, no, member Aino, we are studying outdoors, please don't take it out again, please." Xiangchuan took two or three steps back. She would rather face the smelly first-fermented yeast dough than look at it.

This stuff almost made her vomit after writing about it last month.


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