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Chapter 187 Don't eat rice, don't get the soul

Hearing this annoying rustling sound, Yun Buliu kept looking at the grains of rice flowing down from the rice hulling funnel and the basket outside the rice hulling circle to see if any rice grains had rolled out of the rice hulling circle.

Although the production of the rice cakes is based on the same pattern, Yun Buliu actually has his own considerations. After all, the Jigu in this world is different from the Jigu on the original earth.

Originally, the grains of Jigu on earth were very small, like sesame seeds. However, the grains of Jigu in this world are thicker, like mung beans.

After careful cultivation, it was directly upgraded from the size of mung beans to the size of soybeans.

Therefore, the bamboo slices on the rice hulls cannot be made too dense, otherwise the rice grains will definitely not come out, and even if they come out, they will definitely be crushed.

After turning around for a few times, Yun Buliu saw that the grains and chaff were turned out from the cracks of the bamboo slices. Although there were still many fine pieces and many that could not be shelled, it was better than using a stone mortar.

It's much better to pound rice.

Moreover, after the millet is dried, it is very crumbly. It is normal to have fine crumbs.

Although the rice we buy looks like a whole grain, it is actually millet that has not been completely dried in the sun before it is ground into rice.

If you use completely sun-dried millet to grind rice, even if you use modern machinery, the rice will still be cut into two pieces because the sun-dried millet is very brittle and easily broken.

Therefore, Yun Buliu didn't find anything strange about this.

Moreover, compared with pounding rice, using rice hulls to grind rice is obviously more convenient, saves time and effort. Of course, if water is used when pounding rice, the labor saving is not true.

But no matter what, Yun Buliu's gourd and scoop, which is drawn in the same way, has many shortcomings of one kind or another, but it is still usable.

This is good. Although there are some grains that have not been shelled, it does not matter. He can use a sieve to sift out the rice grains and then grind the ones that have not been shelled again.

Therefore, at noon, Yun Buliu steamed rice with the bucket of milled rice.

A bucket of millet rice is estimated to be about ten kilograms. Yun Buliu estimates that this is not enough for him to eat for a meal, and he will have to cook some meat later.

However, thinking about his food intake, Yun Shuiliu couldn't help but feel dumbfounded. He was estimating how many millet plants he would have to plant if he could eat rice all year round next year?

If it's not too much, if you eat ten pounds of millet in one meal, you'll eat twenty millet millet grains in one meal, or at least fifty millet millet grains in one day. You can have wild vegetable and meat porridge for breakfast, and use less millet rice.

If it's three hundred and sixty-five days, how many days is that?

There are more than 18,000 plants, which is more than 9,000 kilograms and more than 90 loads. The barn where the millet is stored must have a larger place!

And it cannot be placed in a cave, because caves are prone to moisture. If the millet gets damp and becomes moldy, it will be over and a year's hard work will be wasted, so it is better to build another house.

Yun Buliu estimated that if he really wanted to plant so much millet, he might have to carve out more than half of the green seedlings.

Thinking about that scene, Yun Buliu realized that his food intake was really a big problem!

I don’t know when my food intake will return to normal.

Having said that, don’t those who cultivate immortality not need to eat?

Why do I still have to worry about food?

Yun Buliu looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking to himself: What I am cultivating must be a fake immortal!

Pour half of the pot of water, then heat the water. When there are small bubbles at the bottom of the pot, pour the millet rice into the pot, and then use a shovel to slowly stir the millet rice in the pot.

It wasn't until the water in the pot turned into light yellow rice soup that Yun Buliu took the steaming bucket over and used a bamboo scoop to pick up the half-cooked rice grains in the pot and put them into the steaming bucket.

The steaming barrel was recently built, and the method is very simple. Just hollow out the center of a section of hardwood, and then install a wooden steaming bottom at the bottom that is breathable.

Making this is not difficult in Yun Buliu's opinion. After all, there are many of them in his hometown, and he knows the principles and methods. And his current hands-on energy is also super strong.

After scooping the half-cooked rice grains into the steaming barrel, Yun Buliu scooped the rice soup in the pot into another wooden barrel, which could be drank as soup or water.

When making the steaming barrels, Yun Buliu also made several wooden barrels, as well as the large wooden barrel that he used specifically to store millet.

After scooping out the rice soup in the pot, he poured water into the pot again, then put the steaming bucket into the pot and started steaming.

After adding some firewood to the stone stove, Yun Buliu ran to get a piece of bacon and came back.

After washing the smoked crocodile meat, cut it in half, keep half for frying beans, and cut the other half into slices and place them on the rice in the steamer.

More than an hour later, Yunbuliu was happily eating rice, taking a bite of steamed meat, and then picking up a bean. His cheeks were bulging, and he raised his head and squinted his eyes from time to time, looking like he was eating deliciously.

That look made the little tiger cub that was chewing raw meat look up from time to time.

In order to make the little fur ball also become interested in the rice in his bowl, Yun Buliu took a spoonful of rice and handed it to the little fur ball. He lowered his head, smelled it, and ate it with his mouth open.

But it just chewed it a few times and spit it out directly.

Seeing it like this, Yun Buliu couldn't help but cursed secretly: Little prodigal, I don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are!

After the little tiger cub saw this scene, he stopped looking at him. His look seemed to be telling Yun Buliu: If Brother Qiu doesn't like food, it must not taste good!

When Yun Buliu spooned the rice to the little fur ball, it turned its head to the side. It was very interested in the bacon steamed on the rice.

Yun Buliu also felt that the steamed bacon was more delicious than the bacon with baked beans, as it had more of a rice flavor.

“I’ve been eating rice since I was a child, and I didn’t think it was a big deal before. But suddenly I haven’t eaten it for a while, and when I eat it again, it’s such a nostalgic taste!”

Yun Buliu sighed with emotion, then stared at the little furballs, "How can you carnivores understand this kind of delicacy? It's superficial!"

Just as I was looking down on them, I suddenly felt like I was being hugged and killed.

Yun Buliu quickly added a Stone Skin Technique to his calf, and then picked up the little guy who was hugging his calf tightly, "You are a vegetarian, but our food is different! Here, use it to grind your teeth!"

"Yun Buliu directly stuffed a thin bamboo branch into its paw.

After the little guy got the toy, he immediately let Yun Buliu go as his owner.

"I tell you, as a human being, if you don't eat rice, you won't lose your soul."

Yun Buliu was eating rice while chatting with Xiao Maobu and the others, as if he suddenly awakened to the nature of chattering.

But this can't be blamed on him. He finally ate rice, but in the end, no one shared this wonderful mood with him.

Perhaps only those fools in E Village or the fish in the pond can understand him.

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