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    Chapter 189: Salted eggs, preserved eggs and super bullshit

    Chen Wei laughed and said that goat milk is actually more nutritious than cow milk. I haven¡¯t seen it in the Qing Dynasty drama, where the emperor had a bowl of fresh goat milk every day.  "She turned to Xie Ling and said that if you wanted to milk the goat, you didn't tell me earlier. You had to feed the goat well and it would produce more milk."

    Xie Ling said with embarrassment that she and Wang Bi'an were just messing around, but she didn't expect to be able to express milk.  Sister, can feeding goats produce more milk?  "

    "Isn't this simple?" Chen Wei waved her hand towards the various vegetables at the foot of the mountain and let them eat. If they feed more beans and rice, the goat will definitely produce more milk.  "

    "It's so simple." Xie Ling took Wang Bi'an's hand and after breakfast we went to pick vegetables and feed the goats.  "

    Chen Wei smiled and said that although this goat does not produce much milk, Xie Ling, Wang Bi'an, and your brother, each of you can have a small cup in the morning.  "

    Xie Ling and Wang Bi'an were both dumbfounded. Wang Bi'an muttered: "I want to drink too?"  "

    Chen Wei was still smiling and of course she wanted to drink it. Everyone in the family who was sick or recovering wanted to drink it.  "

    Leaving Xie Ling in a daze and Wang Bi'an with a grimace behind, Chen Wei went to the main hall to get duck eggs, planning to have a poached egg for each person in the morning.

    After a while, Chen Wei¡¯s scream came from the main hall, Wang Lu, come quickly, something happened.¡±

    Wang Lu was getting water to wash his face. He threw off the wet towel and ran out. He rushed to the main hall and saw Chen Wei holding a bowl and looking at it with a sad face. Seeing Wang Lu, she put the bowl under his nose and hit him twice.  Eggs all stink, what can I do?  "

    Wang Lu took it and took a look. He didn¡¯t even need to smell it. He immediately saw the bad duck eggs in the bowl with the whites turning green.

    The duck eggs have gone bad.

    Wang Lu remained calm. This was exactly as he expected. The newly-laid duck eggs were buried directly in duck manure and rotten straw. It was stuffy, hot and without ventilation. It had been like this for several months. It would be damned if it didn't deteriorate.  .

    Eggs bought from the vegetable market will stink if they are not kept in the refrigerator.

    "

    "That's not the case. Wang Lu told Chen Wei and Xie Ling not to panic. Let's look carefully and pick out all the bad guys.  "

    The way to find out the bad guys is very simple, just look, shake and listen.

    Hold a duck egg and shine it against the sun. If the sun can penetrate the eggshell, it will be red inside. That is a good egg.

    If it¡¯s turbid inside, it¡¯s a bad guy.

    If you are not sure, put the egg to your ear and shake it gently. If there is no sound, it is a good egg.

    If you shake it, something will make a noise inside, which means it¡¯s a bad guy.

    No one was in the mood to have breakfast, so they started to stir-fry eggs right away.

    Wang Lu¡¯s method of looking, shaking and listening is easier said than done. Xie Ling and Wang Bi¡¯an called Wang Lu from time to time and asked him to help distinguish whether the eggs in his hands were good or bad.

    Poor Wang Lu is actually a talker, and he speaks clearly and eloquently. As soon as he comes on the stage, he is blinded and gives a few random directions, but he has no idea.

    Wang Lu had no choice but to bring a few bowls and ask everyone to break the eggs they were unsure of. If they had gone bad and smelly, throw them away. If they were good, pour them into a big bowl and wait for a while.  Make poached eggs and scrambled eggs.

    Nearly one-tenth of the eggs were broken. Looking at the broken eggshells on the ground, Chen Wei and Xie Ling were so heartbroken that they could not speak.

    Wang Lu also frowned. He was not feeling sorry for those bad guys. What made him more worried was, what should these good ducks do?

    Chen Wei also quickly thought of this problem. She walked around the broken eggshells on the ground. These good eggs would not last many days if they were left out in the open.  "

    Wang Lu sighed, yes, there is only one way.  "

    ? One way, two options.

    Wang Lu proposed to make duck eggs into salted eggs or preserved eggs.

    These two kinds of eggs can be stored at room temperature for a long time, no problem for more than a year. Compared with the slightly fishy smell of fresh duck eggs, salted duck eggs with red oil and preserved eggs with beautiful pine flowers are more delicious.

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    Wang Lu found it very funny. The day before, he was drooling because there was no meat and eggs to eat, but now he was having a headache because of how to preserve a large number of duck eggs.  Is this the so-called rich man's troubles?

    No matter what, let¡¯s have breakfast first to fill our stomachs.Only when you have enough energy can you work.

    Breakfast is all eggs.

    There is one poached egg per person and a large plate of scrambled eggs with wild onions. In order to remove the fishy smell, rice wine and dried shrimps are added to it. The staple food is egg fried rice.

    Although Wang Lu muttered that his cholesterol was too high.  "But he still ate a full bowl of egg fried rice.

    This is how you eat it, and most of the duck eggs that were thrown into the basin because you mistakenly thought they were bad guys are still in the basin.

    After dinner, the whole family started making salted eggs and preserved eggs.

    When Wang Lu was a child, he saw his grandparents making salted eggs and preserved eggs, so he decided to start with salted eggs, which are relatively simple to make.

    ¡°You have to wash the duck eggs first.¡± Of course, the duck eggs are covered with duck excrement, feathers, straw, and soil.

    As soon as Wang Lu said this in the main hall, Wang Bi'an walked towards the kitchen.

    Wang Lu told him to go ahead and do it?  "

    Without looking back, Wang Bi'an carried a bucket of water to wash the duck eggs.  "

    "Little fool, you can't wash these duck eggs with water, you have to use wine." Wang Lu chased after him.

    Wang Lu doesn¡¯t understand why he can¡¯t use wine with water. Anyway, his grandparents do this every year. He just told him that washing the eggs with water will cause them to spoil.

    The best thing to use for washing eggs is white wine. Wang Lu does not drink alcohol. Although he found various kinds of wine from the houses at the foot of the mountain, the ones he brought up the mountain were all rice wine, which is used as cooking wine when cooking. Xie Ling did bring a few.  The bottles of foreign wine are not for drinking, but just for fun. According to her, these bottles of wine are genuine. "I didn't expect that there are people in such a small town who know the goods."

    Xie Ling said that I should go down the mountain to get it. I remember that some families had several bottles of liquor in their kitchens. They were all near the entrance of the town and were easy to get.  "

    Wang Lu nodded in agreement.

    Xie Ling went down the mountain, while Wang Lu, Chen Wei, and Wang Bian continued to prepare the ingredients.

    The three of them went to the kitchen, took a big pot and filled it with water. Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an started the fire. Wang Lu kept adding salt and stirred. The salt quickly melted in the hot water. Wang Lu continued to pour in.  , until the salt at the bottom of the pot no longer melts.  Okay, according to Wang Lu Middle School¡¯s chemistry knowledge, this is a saturated solution.

    Wang Lu took several large buckets, washed them with water, took a ladle of salt water, and rinsed the inner walls.

    This is used to store salt water and duck eggs. It is best to use a ceramic jar, but I don¡¯t have it on hand.

    After finishing all this, Xie Ling also retrieved a few bottles of liquor from the foot of the mountain.  She didn't care about the brand, and only picked the ones with high alcohol content. Wang Lu used wine to wash eggs. Naturally, the higher the alcohol content, the better the sterilization effect.

    The four of them wiped more than half of the duck eggs with towels dipped in white wine.

    Then he put the duck eggs one by one into a bucket filled with cold salt water, so that the salt water just covered the top duck egg shell. Wang Lu took a few more pieces of plastic film and sealed the mouth of the bucket.

    Wang Lu placed several buckets filled with duck eggs in the corner of the hall. This was a cool and ventilated place that was perfect for them.

    Wang Lu clapped his hands and that¡¯s it.  "

    Xie Ling asked how long it will take to eat it?  "

    Wang Lu scratched his head and thought that 20 days would be enough.  However, if you want to eat the kind of salted duck eggs that are dripping with red oil, you have to keep them for half a year.  "

    Xie Ling thought for a while that this would be a good idea, as it would be good enough to eat during the Chinese New Year.  Just let these salted duck eggs be soaked. Anyway, we probably can¡¯t even finish the fresh duck eggs.  "

    After making salted eggs, the next step is to make preserved eggs.

    Wang Lu was a bit confused. He was not sensible when he was a child. He only remembered that when his grandparents made preserved eggs, the eggshells were wrapped with a layer of yellow clay with rice bran added, and there were other ingredients, but he could not remember them.

    Chen Wei also sat next to Wang Lu and thought about it. When she was a child, she had seen villagers making preserved eggs.

    Xie Ling and Wang Bi'an - they both thought in vain, they only wanted to eat lead-free preserved eggs.

    Chen Wei suddenly shouted: Yes, there are still plant ash in the yellow mud.  "

    Wang Lu also thought of the same ingredients as lime.  "I remember lime because when grandpa poured water into quicklime, the quicklime would smoke and be very hot. Wang Lu was still young and ignorant at the time, so he poked the smoking lime with his finger - it was actually hot lime, and was  It was permed.

    Wang Lu scratched his scalp and thought about salt and old tea leaves for a long time.  "

    Chen Wei bit her lip and there was something else, but she couldn't remember it. It was white and powdery.  "

    Wang Lu also remembered that there was this kind of thing, and it was called by a specific name, but he had no memory whatsoever.  ¨DThat thing is actually an alkali.  In fact, Wang's efforts were in vain. He couldn't tell the difference between alkali and flour.  Not to mention finding alkali in Shanxia Town.

    thinkIf I don¡¯t get out, I won¡¯t think about it anymore.

    Wang Lu remembered that in the folk stories he had read, preserved eggs were accidentally created by the ancients when they dropped duck eggs into the ashes of vegetation.

    That unnamed white powder must be a modern chemical, added by modern people to make it easier to make preserved eggs. Without it, the ancients could make preserved eggs, and Wang Lu could also make preserved eggs.

    Wang Lu thought about it, the worst he could do was to prolong the marinating of the preserved eggs.

    Plant ashes are easy to get rid of. I don¡¯t know how much the stove in the kitchen produces every day.

    Yellow clay is easy to find. You can always find it if you look carefully along the Yinjiang River.

    Grain bran, salt, and old tea leaves are not a problem.

    But where do you get the lime?

    Wang Lu thought about it for a long time without any idea, so he just waved his hand and left it alone. When he goes down the mountain later, he will directly find a house with a lime wall and shovel it down."

    Chen Wei is trying to explain the difference between quicklime and hydrated lime. Is that okay? The plaster on this wall is all hydrated lime.  "

    Wang Lu thought about it, no problem. Everything that has passed the water is hydrated lime. There is no way to make preserved eggs that are not water-resistant.  "

    Wang Lu and Xie Ling went down the mountain and soon found yellow clay near a river and dug out a snakeskin bag.  By the way, I cut some ears of rice from the rice field.

    Turning around and arriving at the entrance of the town, lime walls were not uncommon on old houses, but over time, the walls were covered with moss. Wang Lu did not hesitate to use a fire ax to scrape and chop half of the plaster off the wall.  Bagged together.

    Back on the mountain, Wang Lu divided the yellow mud into small balls and spread it on the ground, letting the sun shine until the yellow mud dried up and cracked in the hot summer. Then he took a small hammer and smashed the yellow mud into powder.  Shape, sieved with a bamboo sieve.

    The washed lime is also basked in the sun together. After drying, it is also crushed and sieved.

    Over here, Chen Wei, Xie Ling, and Wang Bi'an worked together, placing the rice on the bluestone board, smashing it with stones, and then fanning it with fans to collect the chaff. The rice had been broken into foam.  , naturally it is given to the goats that are being milked every day.

    Okay, that¡¯s almost it, let¡¯s make preserved eggs.

    Wang Lu first made a small bucket to mix lime into a paste, then rolled the duck eggs in the lime paste, and applied a layer of lime slurry on the egg shell.

    Then wrap the egg with yellow clay mixed with salt, old tea foam, plant ash, and water, and finally roll it gently in the rice bran to let a layer of bran stick to the outermost layer.  This is a preserved egg.

    The method of making preserved eggs is not complicated. Chen Wei, Xie Ling and Wang Bi'an understood it after watching Wang Lu make a few, and participated in it at every turn.

    Xie Ling was still a little worried. The lead-free preserved eggs she bought from the supermarket were soaked in potion and did not have this layer of mud on the surface. She dipped her hand in yellow mud and wrapped the duck eggs while telling Brother Wang Ludao, if you do  If you don't make preserved eggs, these eggs will be wasted.  "

    Wang Lu dug a handful of yellow mud and had to try it. If the experiment succeeds, we will have another dish.  If preserved eggs are stored well, they can last for a year.  "

    Xie Ling was about to say something when she suddenly called out, "Brother, your finger is bleeding."

    Wang Lu lowered his head, and sure enough, there was a stream of bright red blood flowing from his hand that had just grabbed a handful of mud from the yellow mud bucket.

    The "criminal" quickly found it. It was a fragment of glass mixed in the yellow mud. Damn it, such a large fragment could have passed through a bamboo sieve.

    Chen Wei hurriedly carried a bucket of water for Wang Lu to wash his hands, and then went to the bedroom to get the medicine box. Wang Lu stopped her and said, "It's just a small cut. Why are you in such a hurry? You can continue making preserved eggs. I'll go to the bedroom to deal with it."  one time.  By the way, be careful that there may be glass particles or iron nails in the mud to scratch your hands.  Wang Bi'an, don't play with yellow mud, just use lime paste on eggs.  "As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the bedroom. Before leaving, he waved to Chen Wei that it was okay. It doesn't hurt at all."

    Wang Lu returned to the bedroom and immediately locked the door as soon as he entered.

    He listened carefully and confirmed that no one was following him. He quickly walked to the window, raised his hand, and looked carefully.

    What was injured was the index finger that had its nails peeled off when infected with a biochemical virus. The nails on it had only grown a small half. The glass shard had just scratched the tender flesh that had not yet grown nails, and blood was seeping from the wound.  come out.

    Wang Lu looked at this small wound in a daze.

    It doesn¡¯t hurt at all.

    I was thinking about what he said to Chen Wei just now, "It doesn't hurt at all."

    This is not to comfort Chen Wei, but it really doesn¡¯t hurt at all.

    The fingers are connected to the heart. When Wang Lu used to cook, he often cut his fingers with knives. He went to the hospital to have a blood test on his fingertips.?He screamed in pain when he was poked by the triangular needle.

    But today, he didn¡¯t feel any pain at all.

    Wang Lu hesitantly stretched out his other hand, pinched the injured index finger, gritted his teeth, and pinched it hard.

    Immediately, he jumped up and down, "Fuck, it hurts me to death."

    "Can this not hurt? The blood flow is getting worse, and big drops fall to the ground."

    Your sister must have been stabbed just now. It might not hurt. She must have not noticed it. No, that¡¯s it. There¡¯s no one in the news who was stabbed without knowing it, and just carried a knife with her.

    Wang Lu sighed, it was really a false alarm.

    He turned around to get the medicine box, but stopped again, stretched out his injured finger, and pinched it - Damn, it hurts so much

    Wang Lu held up his injured finger, dug out the medicine box with one hand, found alcohol cotton, red potion and band-aid, and prepared to apply medicine.

    He raised the Piaotian Literature Network. Although it was stupid to do so, as the saying goes, it only takes three. Try this third and last time.

    Wang Lu stretched out his hand and pinched the wound.

    Then, he froze.

    Blood gushed out from the squeezed wound and even flowed to his left hand holding the injured index finger.

    But Wang Lu didn¡¯t feel any pain at all.

    Wang Lu stood motionless, with the sunlight coming through the glass from the window next to him shining warmly on him.

    Wang Lu¡¯s heart was as cold as ice.  Stiff and cold.

    He squeezed the injured finger stiffly a few more times, but there was no pain except more blood flowing out. He even roughly scratched the wound to make it open wider.

    Still no pain at all

    Wang Lu sat down on the ground.

    Zombies are not afraid of pain either.

    This was the first and only thought that flashed through Wang Lu's mind.

    "Calm down, calm down" Wang Lu thought silently in his heart.

    Think about it, think about it.

    I'm not a zombie.

    This is for sure, I don¡¯t want to eat human flesh, my brain is still thinking, I am not an ignorant zombie who only eats fresh meat.

    I can laugh, I can cry, I can be angry, and I can love.

    This might be a zombie.

    But the pain of losing the fingers is real.

    Big drops of sweat rolled down Wang Lu¡¯s forehead.

    After all, the biochemical virus has brought mutations to the body.

    Wang Lu lost his sense of pain.

    No, it¡¯s not just pain.

    Wang Lu pushed himself up from the ground, took a box of matches from the desk, lit it with a click, and put it to the injured index finger.

    No burning sensation at all.

    The skin on his fingers quickly turned yellow and blistered. In the past, Wang Lu would have thrown away the match and blew into his index finger, maybe even smearing some soy sauce on it.

    But now, he feels nothing at all.

    Loss of feeling.

    The match was almost burning to the end, and the fingertips of his left hand holding the match felt a little hot. Wang Lu quickly dropped the match stem and shook his left hand.

    His eyes suddenly lit up.

    ¡°Whew, Wang Lu lit another match and burned it all the way up the injured index finger of his right hand. When it got close to his palm, it burned him and he jerked his hand away.

    The loss of sensation is limited to the index finger.

    This is really a fucking bullshit thing

    Chapter 189 Salted eggs, preserved eggs and super bullshit

    Chapter 189 Salted eggs, preserved eggs and super bullshit
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