A Time Travel Effort in the 70s

Chapter 180 Start Baking Sweet Potatoes

If I hadn't been reminded, I wouldn't have remembered it. So it seems like these things have really existed since ancient times.

Shen Jiaren nodded and said okay.

After Liu Hui finished dealing with these animals, he washed his hands, put the chicken in his arms, and called Shen Jiaren to come out and close the door.

Shen Jiaren followed Liu Hui's footsteps out of the house. After listening to Liu Hui's instructions and closing the gate of the yard, she thought behind the door, why did she listen to Liu Hui so much?

Just do whatever you are told to do?

I didn't say anything against it.

Then why is it that sometimes they can't come to an agreement? It's either he forces it or he doesn't want it.

Shen Jiaren stood behind the door and thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Forget it, she didn't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, the problem of eating for today had been solved.

When Shen Jiaren walked towards the kitchen, she saw the military dogs guarding their food bowls. Shen Jiaren suddenly remembered that she had not eaten dinner today, and the military dogs had not eaten dinner either.

Shen Jiaren quickly took out three chickens from the warehouse outside the manor and put them into the dog bowls of Wangcai, Heibao, and Heilang respectively, and as for Duoduo, she poured milk again.

When Shen Jiaren sat in front of the stove and watched the fire to prevent it from being extinguished, she looked at the flames and thought, life is really unpredictable, who knows what will happen in the next second.

When Shen Jiaren's face was a little hot from the fire on the stove, she suddenly thought that it was a pity to use such good heat and such good fire just for one thing, so she decided to roast some sweet potatoes.

Although I don’t know how to bake, it should be very simple. The worst that can happen is that I’ll eat less.

She took action immediately after thinking of it. Shen Jiaren went to the west warehouse and got some sweet potatoes. When she was about to put them in, it suddenly occurred to her that the beggar's chicken tasted good because it was covered with a layer of mud. Would the sweet potatoes taste just as good if they were covered with a layer of mud?

Thinking of this, Shen Jiaren divided the sweet potatoes into two groups. She placed one group directly next to the stove, and the other group under the awning. Shen Jiaren drew some water from the well and poured it on the ground. She used the water to make the soil into mud, put the other sweet potatoes into the mud, and used her hands to completely dress the sweet potatoes in thick clothes.

After each one was done, Shen Jiaren put the sweet potato covered with mud into the stove. The reason why she put one after another after finishing it was not because she had nothing to do, but when Shen Jiaren was coating the sweet potatoes with mud, she found that there were some skills in mixing mud. If you are not careful, the mud will be too thick to be threaded through completely, and if you are not careful, the mud will be too thin to be hung on.

Although many people would say to add water if it is too thick and add mud if it is too thin, it is really a technical job to make this thing wrap the sweet potatoes completely and evenly.

Shen Jiaren didn't care too much, as long as it could be wrapped and made into a complete piece. But in order to avoid the mud from falling off accidentally or other mistakes, Shen Jiaren put it into the stove after it was done to let it heat.

Maybe because there were more sweet potatoes, the process of wrapping them in mud really became much better. By the time I got to the last few sweet potatoes, the mud was wrapped much more evenly, and no spots of mud fell off.

Shen Jiaren sat in front of the stove, using tongs to constantly stir the sweet potatoes inside the stove eye and in front of the stove to ensure that the sweet potatoes were heated evenly, to avoid being burnt as she had just done when she was busy mixing the paste.

Shen Jiaren took out the burnt sweet potato and pried it open with tongs. It was completely carbonized and there was nothing edible left.

Just as Shen Jiaren was studying how to stop the sweet potatoes in the stove from carbonizing, she heard a knock on the door.

Shen Jiaren walked to the yard and quickly checked to see if Wangcai and the others had finished eating the food in their bowls, especially Black Wolf, because Black Wolf was right at the door and could be seen as soon as one entered the room. When Shen Jiaren walked to the food bowl and looked over, there was nothing left in it. Shen Jiaren was still thinking divergently whether it was because she fed him too little, otherwise how could he eat so fast and so cleanly.

Then I heard the knock on the door again.

Shen Jiaren was standing behind the gate and was about to ask who was outside when she saw Heilang standing on her left, Heibao standing on her right, and Wangcai standing behind her. When Shen Jiaren saw this, she felt that the restless spot in her heart was comforted.

Before Shen Jiaren, who was standing behind the door, could speak, she heard the person at the door say, "It's me, Liu Hui. Open the door. I'm carrying something. Please open the door wider. I can't get in through the side door."

Although Shen Jiaren was very curious about why Liu Hui said that, she still took a few steps back and opened all the doors.

Liu Hui came in carrying a bamboo basket and something else in front of him. Shen Jiaren asked curiously, "Why did you bring so many things?"

Liu Hui replied, "I'm going to help you prepare the leather anyway. Since no one is here, I'll just bring the few leathers I've saved over here. Let's prepare them together."

"Anthracene? What do you mean no one is coming?

I advise you not to do that. Don’t let yourself be beaten by a meat bun. You will end up with nothing.”

"What do you mean?"