Halfway through eating, Nie Ling'er put down his bowl and said to several people: "I'm going to the town tomorrow. You guys haven't had any rest in the past few days. Why don't you just take a day off tomorrow?"

These children had no sense of time when they worked. They started early in the morning. If she didn't make a meal at noon, they wouldn't stop working until dark in the afternoon.

Her pickle business is not a race against time. Although the children enjoy it, Nie Ling'er still feels sorry for them.

It happened that she was going to town tomorrow to teach Hou how to make garlic and eggplant, so she thought of letting them all have a day off.

Unexpectedly, Nie Qian'er was the first to shake her head: "No need to rest, Sister Ling'er, there are still some garlic left. You and Brother Xuan Bao'er can go to town tomorrow. Qin Liang and I can get rid of those garlic in one day."

All done!"

Nie Qian'er's face looked serious when she spoke, and she looked very motivated.

When Qin Liang heard this, he quickly nodded in agreement: "That's right, Sister Ling'er, leave it to me and Qian'er, and we will finish it for you tomorrow."

"Sister, I'm not going tomorrow either. You and my brother can go, I'll help at home." Bao'er also took the initiative to stay. On weekdays, she likes to go to town the most.

Unexpectedly, several people were so energetic, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but smile.

Thinking that after finishing all the garlic, this batch of pickles will be sealed in the jar. She hasn't thought about the next pickle yet, and the few of them have time to rest.

So, Nie Ling'er had no choice but to nod: "Okay then, you will work at home tomorrow, and I will bring you some good things when I come back from town."

When several people heard this, they immediately started dancing with excitement.

In the evening, the old lady was sitting on the kang doing needlework. She glanced at the western sky through the window. There were thick clouds floating there. The old lady couldn't help but said to Nie Ling'er: "It will probably rain tomorrow. Be careful on the road."

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Nie Ling'er was lying on the kang thinking about something. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be startled. He looked at the old lady in surprise and asked: "Grandma, how did you know?"

The old lady chuckled lightly and raised her chin towards the sky outside the window: "Look at the clouds in the west in the evening. If they are layered together, it will most likely rain tomorrow."

Nie Ling'er couldn't help but raise her eyebrows in surprise when she heard this. If it rains tomorrow, then she will have to go into the space to make a wish on the golden land tonight.

Although I don’t have any ideas yet, rain is too rare to waste.

At night, Nie Ling'er sat on the big rock in the space and stared at the six pieces of golden land in a daze for a long time.

Due to the limited output, she cannot use the six pieces of gold land to do business now, but it would be too casual to wish for some fruits and vegetables and think it would rain once in a while.

She has to wish for something strange.

Since this land can only grow plants, can all plants grow?

With this, Nie Ling'er's eyes lit up and she jumped down from the big rock.

Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, Morel, Cordyceps sinensis, Golden camellia tea, Polygonum multiflorum!

In one breath, Nie Ling'er promised six extremely valuable and rare plants to the six pieces of gold land.

Ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum and Polygonum multiflorum are three of the four great medicinal herbs in China. The fourth is deer antler, which is obtained from animals.

Morels are the king of fungi, and cordyceps are known as fairy grass and the king of traditional Chinese medicine.

Golden camellia is also known as the queen of the tea clan and the giant panda in the plant world.

These kinds of Dazhao today are extremely precious things that even money can't buy. Although I don't know how much each piece of land can produce, it should be able to grow, right? Nie Ling'er thought to herself.
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She finally got her wish for the golden land, but she didn't think about using these precious things to sell for money. Grandma likes to have a drink on weekdays. Nie Ling'er thought about using these things to make wine, brewing a few jars for grandma, and drinking.

It is very beneficial to the body.

The next day, Nie Ling'er came to the Chengnan branch of Hou's Pickles as promised.

Hou Yulang has been waiting for a long time, and waiting with him are the twelve pickle masters of Hou's Pickles in Changling Town.

"This is the material I need."

Nie Ling'er listed the materials needed to make garlic eggplant and handed them to Hou Yulang.

Hou Yulang lowered his head and looked down. The next second he frowned and asked suspiciously: "Is that all these things?"

Nie Linger raised her eyebrows slightly and nodded.

Hou Yulang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this girl should not lie to him. After all, if the final product tastes wrong, she can't explain it.

The eggplant should not be too big. Wash it and cut it in half but not completely. Then steam it in a pot.

These steps are not difficult at all and were all completed by Nie Xuan.

Nie Ling'er started to mince the garlic, coriander, and green and red peppers.

Stir the three chopped ingredients together, then add salt and continue to stir.

At this point, Nie Ling'er spoke for the first time: "The amount of salt is the key. If you add too little, the eggplant will become sour, and if you add too much, the eggplant will be too salty. You should pay attention to the amount of main ingredients, the amount of ingredients, and what I recommend."

You have an idea of ​​how much salt to put in."

Apart from salt, there are no other seasonings, not even soy sauce.

After the eggplants were dried and the water was drained, the prepared garlic paste was evenly applied to the incisions, and then a layer of salt was sprinkled on the bottom of the sauce jar. Nie Ling'er spoke again: "There must be no water or oil in the utensil!"
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Finally, arrange the prepared eggplants neatly into the sauce jar and seal it!

"The optimal marinating time is thirty-six hours, and it cannot be shorter than this time!"

The pickle chefs who were watching around looked at Nie Ling'er who had stopped and couldn't help but look at each other.

Is this—it’s over?

Hou Yulang looked surprised and blinked before saying, "Is this done?"

Nie Linger couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this: "It's very simple, right?"

Hou Yulang was dumbfounded. It's not just simple, it's almost effortless, right?

The production process of any of their Hou's pickles is more complicated than this garlic eggplant.

Seeing Hou Yulang's expression, Nie Ling'er knew what he was thinking, and said in a faint voice: "The more complicated the food is, the more delicious it is. Simple craftsmanship can often retain the taste of the ingredients to the maximum extent.

, especially ingredients like eggplant, which have a very bland taste."

"Garlic and eggplant are a perfect match. Garlic can maximize the aroma of eggplant, and green and red peppers add spicy taste. Its texture is soft and glutinous, and the taste is salty and spicy with a hint of aftertaste."

After finishing speaking, Nie Ling'er picked up a wet towel and wiped her hands, then looked at Hou Yulang and said without euphemism: "The pickling process used in your store's pickles is too rough, and a bunch of unnecessary heavy-flavored seasonings are added.

,especially..."

Halfway through the words, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but wrinkled her nose, but she still said: "Especially the soy sauce you use is of poor quality. Apart from being salty, it doesn't have any sauce aroma. Plus the salt used in pickling, it's salty.
Chapter completed!