Chapter 181：

"It's just right, now I'm going to grind the flour." Mu Liang sat on the rock stool condensed with power.

The girl with rabbit ears and the little maid stood on his left, while Mia and Sibeqi were on the right, watching with curiosity...

Muliang grabbed a handful of sweet potato chunks and put them into the round hole in the center of the stone mill, and then turned the stone mill, adding a small amount of water to the round hole in the meantime.

"Hey, what kind of craft is this?" Minuo was surprised, this was the first time I saw this treatment.

"It seems very interesting, can I try it?" Sibeki asked eagerly.

"Yes." Mu Liang smiled and stepped aside.

The blond young girl hurriedly sat down and turned the stone mill just like Mu Liang had just done, grind the sweet potato pieces into a slurry, flowed out from the round hole on the side, and finally dripped into the prepared wooden barrel.

"It's fun." Hibbeck had a lot of fun.

"Let me try." Mia leaned forward.

"No, I'll play again." Sibeqi has just started, not enough.

"It's the turn." Mino said with a smile.

Wei Youlan is also secretly rubbing her hands, and want to try it.

"I'll leave it to you here." Mu Liang said gently.

He is going to prepare other things.

"it is good."

Several people answered, all vying for the fun of turning the stone.

Muliang left the kitchen, went to find a good cloth, and then washed it repeatedly with condensed water elements.

He returned to the kitchen. The women were tired of playing, and there were three large wooden barrels on the side, which were filled with dark orange powder.

"Muliang, everything is done." Mino said softly.

Several people have been strengthened, it is really easy to grind a little powder.

"Then proceed to the next step, filtering." Mu Liang flattened the cloth just washed.

He looked at Wei Youlan and said, "Xiaolan, go get two more wooden barrels."

"Okay." Wei Youlan rushed away.

after a while.

She came back with the wooden barrel, and said softly: "The wooden barrel has been washed."

"Very good." Mu Liang cast an appreciative look.

Wei Youlan was embarrassed, and smiled happily again.

Muliang covered the cloth block on the wooden bucket, and then used a wooden spoon to scoop up the powder slurry and pour 1.6 on the cloth block to allow the water and the **** to separate.

"Muliang, let me do it." Minuo leaned forward.

"Okay, come on." Mu Liang handed the wooden spoon.

He reminded: "When pouring the powder slurry, be slow. You can shake the cloth during the process, and the filtering speed will be faster."

"Okay." Mino replied, biting her pink lips and becoming more focused.

The slurry in the wooden barrel is gradually reduced, and the filtered residue can be stirred with water and then filtered again, which is called maximum utilization.

Several women took turns to get started, while Mu Liang was happy and free, watching them frolicking with a smile on his face.

After half an hour, all the slurry was filtered, and six buckets of gray-orange water were obtained, as well as a bucket full of sweet potato residue.

"Take these scraps to feed the octagonal tusk beast." Mu Liang said.

"Hey, aren't these what we eat?"

Mino's eyes widened, and after working so long, only a few buckets of water were left?

"It's edible, but it won't taste good, so don't want it." Mu Liang smiled bitterly.

This is a misunderstanding, the real good thing is the six buckets of inconspicuous water.

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"Well, then take it to feed the octagonal fang beast." Mino smashed his mouth.

She looked at the six buckets of muddy water, and she couldn't help but make Mu Liang amused.

"Should I just drink this for lunch, right?" Hibeck asked a few women's guesses.

"Of course not, we still need to continue processing." Mu Liang laughed blankly.

He raised his hands and activated the water elemental control.

The water in the wooden barrel began to atomize, the water element became in the air, and the air humidity in the kitchen rose linearly.

Six large wooden barrels, the water inside drops at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The water was stripped by Mu Liang's ability, and only a layer of off-white powder was left at the bottom of the bucket.

"It's really convenient." Mu Liang said to himself.

Originally, this step required time to process, allowing the starch in the water to sink slowly. With the control of the water element, this step was omitted.

"what?"

Minuo was dumbfounded, and asked quickly: "Muliang, how do we do it ourselves in the future?"

"It's also simple, let the water settle for half a day, the sweet potato starch will slowly settle on the bottom of the bucket, and then pour the water away to separate it." Mu Liang explained in plain and easy to understand words.

"Leave it in the air for two more days...If there is no sunlight, then it will be the same as drying by the stove."

"I remember it." Mino nodded seriously.

"What are these powders?" Sibeqi grabbed a bucket of beige powders and powders.

"Starch, sweet potato starch."

Muliang's face showed nostalgia, and said gently: "It can be used to make hot and sour noodles."

"Hot and sour noodles?"

Women, look at me 25, I look at you, it seems that no one has ever eaten it.

"You will like it." Mu Liang smiled heartily.

Wei Youlan is very sensible, and silently collects the starch in each bucket into one bucket.

"Boil some hot water," Mu Liang said.

"Yes." Wei Youlan quickly turned around to boil the water.

Muliang took a pottery pot, poured half a pot of sweet potato starch into it, and then added clean water to make the sweet potato starch become mushy after stirring.

"Master Muliang, hot water is coming." Wei Youlan returned with the kettle.

"Pour down, slow down." Mu Liang went down to the pottery basin and motioned for the little maid to pour water.

"it is good."

Wei Youlan poured hot water cautiously.

Muliang picked up his chopsticks and quickly stirred the batter in a clockwise direction.

With the pouring of hot water, the raw batter is gradually cooked and the stickiness becomes stronger.

The vermicelli made in this way will be more elastic and taste better.

"It's okay." Mu Liang said to stop the little maid from heating the water.

While the batter was still cold, he added a lot of sweet potato starch to it and started kneading the dough.

"Get some oil." Mu Liang said without raising his head.

"Oil, here." Mino turned and took the oil pot from the console.

Muliang reached out and took it, scooped two spoons of oil and poured it into the batter, then continued to knead the noodles, adding cold water several times in small amounts during the process.

In short, if the batter is too dry, add water, and if it is too thin, add starch until it becomes silky and smooth without sticking to your hands.

"It's almost there, boil a pot of boiling water, and we will start making vermicelli." Mu Liang gathered a ball of water and washed his hands clean.

"it is good."

Wei Youlan walked away again, eagerly busy.

Muliang picked up the pottery basin and came to the cauldron. The water was already half boiled.

He picked up a pottery bowl casually, controlled his force precisely, and used his fingers to poke six round holes in the bottom of the bowl.

"A good bowl..." Sibeqi's eyes widened.

"It will still be available in the future." Mu Liang said with a chuckle.

He raised his hand and shook it, and the water in the pot flowed clockwise along the edge of the pot.

Muliang scooped up a spoonful of batter and poured it into a pottery bowl, shaking it lightly a few times, and flowing water-like batter flowed out of the round hole in the bottom of the bowl.

The batter is constantly drawn and dropped into the running hot water, and the surface is quickly cooked without sticking to each other, and the simple vermicelli is ready.

Muliang put down the pottery bowl, took out the vermicelli with chopsticks and placed it in the prepared cold water.

The noodles immediately cooled down, and each root became semi-transparent.

Muliang picked up a piece of vermicelli, pulled both ends and gently pulled I, and found that I was very resilient.

"Success." A comfortable smile appeared on his face.

"Can I eat this way?" Mino stared at curious blue eyes.

"It doesn't work, you have to cook it again, and then season it." Mu looked at the rabbit-eared girl with a smile.

"Oh oh..." Mino quickly remembered.

"Let's make the rest of the vermicelli first." Mu Liang stepped aside, and the eagerness in the eyes of the women could no longer be hidden.

"I'm coming." Hibbeck hurriedly squeezed I forward.

"You are too short, I'll come." Mia raised her hand and grabbed the blond girl I by the shoulder.

"Smelly Catwoman, I'm not short." Hibbeck exclaimed angrily.

"Then don't tiptoe." Mia said lightly.

Sibeqi, who is only 1.4 meters tall, must stand on tiptoe to lift the pottery bowl, otherwise the batter has fallen into the hot water before it is pulled into a strip.

"Push a chair." Mu Liang had a smile in his black eyes.

"Ah... Damn it, I just haven't grown tall yet." Xibeqilu I yelled out of her teeth.

Mia stretched out her hand to easily take away the pottery bowl, and said calmly: "Then wait for you to grow taller to experience it."

"I can fly up and make it." Sibeqi said as she spread her wings, her golden eyes became blood red.

"Don't make trouble, the kitchen is that big, put your wings away quickly." Mia said in a bad mood.

Hibeck spreading its wings suddenly made the kitchen a bit crowded.

Muliang couldn't help laughing or crying: "Come down, don't bump your head."

"Let me experience it." Sibeqi began to bargain.

"Obviously they are all twenty years old, and they are still like children." Mia twitched at the corner of her mouth.

"Huh, Hibbeck is twenty years old?" Mino said in amazement.

She carefully looked at the blond young girl with blue eyes. From the outside, she was a fourteen-five-year-old child.

"No way, twenty?" Mu Liang was stunned.

So this is a legal lo Ili, a young lo Ili?

"Ah, Smelly Catwoman, don't say my age." Xibeqi shyly folded her wings and landed.