In the evening, Jiang Xuan moved a cleaned pottery jar from the house, put all the clean snow on the reed mat into the jar, and then moved it back to the house.
Because of the existence of the fire pit, the temperature inside the house is much higher than outside, and these snowflakes will slowly melt into snow water.
According to Jiang Xuan's memories from his previous life, snow water is a kind of water that is very beneficial to the human body. It is different from ordinary water.
Ordinary water contains a component that is harmful to animals, and that is heavy water. Heavy water can inhibit the metabolism of organisms, and if the content is too high, it can even cause the death of organisms.
The heavy water content in snow water is 25% less than ordinary water. It can stimulate the metabolism of animals and stimulate the growth of organisms.
Because of this, drinking boiled snow water or eating food made from snow water is beneficial to the human body.
Of course, due to serious air pollution in previous lives, except for a few remote areas, the snow that fell in most places was no longer clean.
But it's different now. Jiang Xuan is in the primitive world, and the snow falling from the sky is naturally very pure.
After Jiang Xuan moved Xue back to the house, he took out some vegetables from the small cellar dug in the yard and washed them.
The vegetables he brought out included primitive Chinese cabbage, root plants similar to radish, colorful peppers, etc.
These vegetables are all grown by Jiang Xuan in the yard.
After the weather got cold, he picked all the vegetables, dried some in the sun, and stacked some in the cellar to eat slowly.
Winter vegetables are not easy to perish, and fresh vegetables can be eaten for a long time if placed in the cellar.
After Jiang Xuan washed the vegetables, he placed them in a rattan dustpan to dry them.
He also cleaned a pottery tripod, placed it in the fire pond, and added a lot of snow that had already melted into the pottery tripod.
As the flame burned, the pottery tripod became hotter and hotter, and the snow inside quickly melted into snow water.
Because the volume of snow will become smaller after it melts, so although a pottery tripod was filled with snow just now, it will become very small after melting.
Therefore, Jiang Xuan kept adding snow to it until half a tripod of snow water was melted.
Jiang Xuan removed the fire under the pottery tripod, then added an appropriate amount of salt to the boiling snow water and allowed the snow water to cool down naturally.
Then, he moved out two more jars and cleaned them.
These two jars are kimchi jars made by Jiang Xuan himself in the past. They have inner and outer lids, as well as jar eaves that can hold water. The sealing performance is quite good.
After the snow water cooled and the vegetables dried, Jiang Xuan began to make the delicacies he remembered.
That’s snow water kimchi!
Snow water kimchi is crisper and more delicious than ordinary kimchi, and has a very good taste.
What's more important is that the kimchi made with snow water is not easy to spoil even if the technique is rough.
Thinking of the delicious taste of kimchi, Jiang Xuan couldn't help but start to swallow his saliva.
He first packed the vegetables in the dustpan one by one and put them into two jars respectively. Then, he added some wild ginger, wild pepper and other spices into the two jars.
Finally, he poured the salted and cooled snow water into the two jars until the vegetables were submerged.
He closed the inner and outer lids of the jars and placed the two jars in a cooler corner of the room.
Finally, he scooped out the snow water from the pottery tripod with a water ladle and poured it into the eaves of the jar. In this way, the jar was truly sealed.
"Next, just wait patiently."
Jiang Xuan looked at the two jars, his eyes full of expectation.
In his previous life, every winter, Jiang Xuan's mother would always make two jars of snow-water pickles, and he would also help out.
In this life, there is no mother to help him make it anymore.
I don’t know if my mother is doing well after he leaves. Will she be looking forward to him going back to eat snow pickles?
"Mom, I'm sorry..."
Jiang Xuan suddenly collapsed emotionally when he thought of his mother. Two crystal tears fell down his cheeks and fell to the ground, breaking into countless petals.
Traveling through time is certainly something to be thankful for, but humans are not grass and trees, so how can we miss home?
Unfortunately, I can never go back.
After a long time, Jiang Xuan sat by the firepit again.
He is a person with a very strong heart. It is human nature to miss others when he sees things. After releasing his emotions, he slowly regained his composure.
Since you can't go back, then live a good life and even live better than your previous life.
The fire pit made a "cracking" sound, and the flames kept beating. Jiang Xuan just looked at the flames and sat there for a long time...
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On the east bank of the Teng tribe, there is a stone tool workshop.
"Ding ding ding..."
Old Black Stone held a stone hammer and a stone chisel in his hands, and was tapping on a round stone in a leisurely manner.
This round stone is about 60 centimeters in diameter and 20 centimeters thick. It is very heavy.
Next to this stone, there is another stone of almost the same size, which has been polished. It has grinding holes, deep grinding teeth, and a wooden handle, which is very beautiful.
These two large round stones together are the stone mill Jiang Xuan needs.
In order to polish this pair of stone mills, Old Man Black Stone has spent more than a month.
After he finished tapping the last grinding line, Old Man Blackstone blew the stone chips on it, revealing the neat grinding teeth.
Although he is quite old, Old Man Blackstone is still very strong.
He lifted one side of the millstone, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then nodded with satisfaction.
"Only the last step is left."
Old Man Blackstone put down the millstone, walked to the side of the stone tool workshop, and took out a golden bronze shaft from an animal skin bag.
This bronze shaft was cast by the lost wax method according to the holes drilled in the middle of the stone mill at the smelting workshop's special command by Jiang Xuan.
Old Blackstone held the heavy bronze shaft and hesitated for a moment, but soon his eyes became firm again.
"The leader is right, it doesn't matter what the materials are, but what matters is the ability to make good utensils!"
Old Man Blackstone placed the bronze shaft in the center of the stone mill base, and then gently tapped it down with a stone hammer.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Because the bronze shaft was cast according to the holes drilled on the grindstone, and the size fit perfectly, Old Blackstone knocked the bronze shaft down without much effort.
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Then, he picked up another millstone, pointed it at the bronze shaft, and gently put it down.
"Boom!"
Old Man Heishi's skill in polishing stone tools is truly outstanding. After the two millstones were put together, they fit perfectly and there was no unevenness.
Then, Old Man Blackstone held the wooden handle on the stone mill and pushed it hard.
The grindstone began to rotate slowly, because the grinding teeth had not been run-in yet, so the rotation was a little difficult.
Old Man Blackstone asked two strong apprentices to unload the stone mills, take one fan each, carry them outside to clean them, then put them together again, and slowly turn them to make them run in better.
After the teeth on both sides of the stone mill were almost worn together, Old Black Stone asked the two apprentices to send them to Jiang Xuan.
At this time, the edge of the Feiyu River has begun to freeze, but there is still relatively little ice and the ferry can still be made.
The two apprentices carried the stone mill, crossed the river on a large bamboo raft, and then delivered the stone mill to Jiang Xuan's yard.
When Jiang Xuan received the stone mill, he was very surprised, because the stone mill made by the old man Heishi was almost the same as the one he remembered.
The upper part of the stone mill has a wooden handle that can be rotated. The lower part of the stone mill has an outer groove. After the food is ground, it flows into the outer groove along the stone mill, and then flows into the wooden handle along the mouth of the outer groove.
In a bucket or other container.
“So beautiful!”
Jiang Xuan looked at the stone mill and pushed it a few times with his own hands. It felt very good.
"Chief, the things have been delivered. Let's go back first."
The two apprentices felt uncomfortable in front of Jiang Xuan, so they turned around and wanted to run away.
"etc."
Jiang Xuan stopped them, and took out a few large pieces of bacon that he had made, and said, "Take this bacon back for me. I made it myself. Just treat it as a thank you gift."
"yes."
The two apprentices took the bacon, then turned around and tried to leave again.
"Wait a moment..."
Jiang Xuan took out two more pieces of dried animal meat and stuffed one piece into each of the two apprentices, saying: "This is for you. Thank you for bringing the stone mill to me in such a cold weather. Be careful when you go back. Pay attention."
Safety."
"this……"
The two apprentices were a little overwhelmed. They didn't expect that just for sending something, they would actually receive dried meat as a gift from the leader. They were excited and moved.
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "Take it back and eat it."
"Thank you, chief."
The two apprentices saluted and thanked Jiang Xuan sincerely, then turned and left.
Jiang Xuan's small gesture made them feel very warm. Even if it was freezing and snowy outside, they no longer felt cold.
After watching the two apprentices leave, Jiang Xuan looked around the room, and finally focused on the table made of huge wooden piers.
"Let's put it here for now."
Jiang Xuan picked up the heavy stone mill with his bare hands, placed it gently on the table, smoothed it, and cleaned the stone mill twice.
"Try to see if you can grind beans."
Jiang Xuan poured out half a bag of black beans, then used a smaller, dry scoop to scoop out half a bag of black beans, and tentatively poured some into the stone mill.
"Crunch, crunch..."
Jiang Xuan did not add a wooden pole to the handle of the stone mill, but relied on his strength to work wonders, grabbing the wooden handle and turning the large stone mill with his bare hands.
The black beans were ground along the teeth of the heavy stone mill, and then fell into the outer trough with their skins.
"not bad."
Jiang Xuan praised, then continued to add black beans into the grindstone and continued to turn the grindstone.
He placed a pottery jar at the outlet of the outer trough of the stone mill and swept the ground black beans down from time to time.
After grinding half a bag of black beans, Jiang Xuan cleaned the stone mill, and then poured the black beans in the pottery jar onto a dustpan made of finely woven rattan.
"Crash..."
He kept shaking the dustpan, bouncing it up and down from time to time.
After a while, the lighter black bean skin slowly floated to the top, while the heavier beans were at the bottom.
Jiang Xuan sifted away all the bean skins, leaving only the black beans with their skins removed.
Then, he washed the black beans, skimmed off floating impurities, put them in a pottery jar, soaked them in water, and closed the lid.
Because of the cold weather, he deliberately placed the pottery jar next to the fire pit so that the water temperature could be slightly higher.
A night of silence.
The next morning, Jiang Xuan opened the lid of the pottery jar, took out some black beans from it, and twisted them with his fingers, and the black beans suddenly shattered into pieces.
"That's almost it."
Jiang Xuan nodded. After soaking overnight, these black beans were already softer.
Jiang Xuan carried the pottery jar to the stone mill and began to grind the beans for the second time.
The first grinding of beans is to peel and break them, and the second grinding of beans is to grind them into pulp.
Jiang Xuan placed another pottery jar at the outlet of the outer trough of the stone mill, then used a long-handled spoon to scoop up the beans with water in them and poured them into the grinding eye.
"Crunch, crunch..."
The stone mill began to rotate slowly again, and the soaked beans were ground into pieces, mixed with water, and flowed into the outer groove of the stone mill.
Jiang Xuan took his time and ground it little by little until all the beans were ground.
After grinding, Jiang Xuan removed the pottery vat containing the soy milk and cleaned the stone mill.
The next step made Jiang Xuan difficult, which was filtration, which also became pulping.
Pudding involves squeezing the beans to squeeze out the essence and leave the dregs behind. Only then will the tofu be condensed into chunks and taste fresh and tender.
However, squeezing pulp requires a tofu bag, or at the very least a good piece of cloth. Where can Jiang Xuan find cloth?
Jiang Xuan thought about it for a long time, but couldn't think of anything he could use to replace the tofu cloth to filter out the bean dregs.
Could it be that, after grinding so many black beans, we can only boil them all into soy milk and drink them?
Jiang Xuan was a little unwilling.
He sat on the stool and thought hard, his hands unconsciously grabbing the corners of his clothes.
Suddenly, he touched a material that felt very good, and his eyes suddenly opened wide.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Spider Silk Clothes!"
He lowered his head and unbuttoned his animal skin coat, revealing the white and soft spider silk coat underneath.
"Yeah, why did I forget about the spider silk clothes? Isn't this better than tofu cloth?"
Jiang Xuan's face showed joy. He finally found a cloth that could be used to filter the bean dregs.
Jiang Xuan immediately went to the inner room and dug out a new spider silk garment.
This spider silk clothing was obtained by trading insect wax with the Black Tooth Tribe, and the spider silk clothing he was wearing was given to him by the old witch after trading with the Black Tooth Tribe.
"I don't know where the old witch is now."
The old witch has been out for more than half a year, and this time he didn't come back even in winter. Jiang Xuan still missed him a little.
However, Jiang Xuan is not too worried. The old witch himself is very strong, plus that terrifying giant eagle. As long as he is careful, nothing should happen to him.
Jiang Xuan carefully washed the new spider silk clothes several times, and then tied the sleeves on both sides.
He placed a dustpan on top of the now clean pottery jar, and then spread the spider silk clothes on top.
Finally, he slowly poured the ground soy milk into the dustpan with a ladle.
"Pattering..."
After the soy milk enters the dustpan, a small amount of the pulp filtered by the spider silk coat begins to flow into the ceramic vat.
Jiang Xuan slowly scooped all the soy milk into the dustpan, then pulled up the spider silk clothes, grabbed the openings together, and squeezed slowly to let the soy milk inside flow out faster.
After some operations, a large amount of bean dregs remained in the spider silk clothing, while the filtered soy milk flowed into the ceramic vat.
"alright!"
Jiang Xuan poured the bean dregs into the clay pot. Although it was bean dregs, it was actually rich in nutrients and could still be eaten.
In this primitive era, even if there is no shortage of food, we must not waste it.
"The next step is to cook the pulp."
Jiang Xuan poured the soy milk into the cleaned pottery tripod, then put it on the fire and started cooking it.
In the step of cooking the pulp, you need to stir it from time to time, otherwise it will be easy to burn the bottom and the tofu will have a burnt smell.
After the soy milk was cooked, Jiang Xuan poured it into the pottery vat again, and then started to marinate it while it was still hot.
In previous lives, the methods of making brine were different in different places.
Many places use gypsum to make brine, but there is no gypsum in Jiangxuan now.
But it doesn't matter, he can also use another kind of brine, which is the acid water in the pickled cabbage jar, also called salt brine.
Jiang Xuan made sauerkraut last year. He had several jars, one of which contained brine.
He opened the jar, scooped out some salt brine with a long-handled spoon, then tentatively poured spoonfuls of it into the boiling soy milk, and stirred it gently.
With the addition of salt brine, a miraculous scene appeared!
I saw the soy milk slowly condensing into clumps, like white clouds in the sky. It was very beautiful.
The last step is to squeeze out the excess pulp water.
Jiang Xuan also padded the dustpan with spider silk clothes, then scooped the condensed bean curd balls into it, covered it with a lid of a clay pot, filled another pot with water, and placed it on the lid to press it.
After waiting patiently for twenty minutes, Jiang Xuan opened the clay pot and lid, and then lifted off the spider silk coat, revealing a large ball of white tofu.
"Success!"
Jiang Xuan laughed happily. This was his first time making tofu alone, and he succeeded. It was really something worth celebrating.
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