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 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 has an inhibitory effect on the metabolism of organisms. Too high a content may 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 the previous life, 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, and colorful peppers.
These vegetables were 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 perishable and fresh vegetables will last for a long time if kept 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 flames 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 it was filled with a pot of 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, and then added an appropriate amount of salt to the boiling snow water to let the snow water 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.
More importantly, 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 swallowing 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 well and even live better than in 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 Vine Tribe, there is a stone tool workshop.
"Ding ding ding..."
Old Black Stone held a stone hammer and a stone chisel in his hands, tapping on a round stone unhurriedly.
This round stone is about sixty centimeters in diameter and twenty centimeters thick. It is very heavy.
Next to this stone, there is another one of almost the same size that 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.
Old Man Blackstone has spent more than a month polishing this stone mill.
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.
Because the bronze shaft was cast according to the holes drilled on the millstone, and the size fit perfectly, Old Blackstone knocked the bronze shaft down without much effort.
Then, he picked up another millstone, pointed it at the bronze shaft, and gently put it down.
"winter!"
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 for each person, carry them outside to clean them, then put them back together 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 Blackstone 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 Old Black Stone was almost the same as what 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 along the stone mill into the outer groove, and then flows into the wooden handle along the mouth of the outer groove. in a bucket or other container.
"beautiful!"
Jiang Xuan looked at the stone mill and pushed it a few times with his own hands. It felt good.
"Chief, the things have been delivered. Let's go back first."
The two apprentices felt uncomfortable in front of Jiang Xuan and turned around to hide.
"etc."
Jiang Xuan stopped them, and took out a few large pieces of bacon he had made, and said, "Take this bacon back for me. Just say that I made it myself, and treat it as a thank you gift."
"yes."
The two apprentices took the bacon, then turned around and tried to escape again.
"Wait a moment..."
Jiang Xuan took out two more pieces of dried animal meat, stuffed one piece into each of the two apprentices, and said: "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 delivering 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 before turning and leaving.
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 gourd to kiln 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. Instead, he relied on his strength to work miracles and turned the large stone mill with his bare hands by grabbing the wooden handle.
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 stone grinder.
He placed a pottery jar at the outlet of the outer trough of the stone mill and swept down the ground black beans 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 below.
Jiang Xuan sifted out 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. The black beans suddenly shattered into pieces.
"about there."
Jiang Xuan nodded. After soaking overnight, these black beans were already relatively soft.
Jiang Xuan carried the pottery jar to the stone mill and started grinding 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 for making soy milk or tofu.
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 hole.
"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 bit by bit until all the beans were ground.
After grinding, Jiang Xuan removed the pottery jar containing the soy milk and cleaned the stone mill.
The next step, which made Jiang Xuan difficult, 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.
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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.
