Farmer’s Blessed Girl

Chapter 79: Not reliable

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Seeing that she was about to peel the skin with a knife, the system always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell what was wrong.

The system checked itself internally and found no problems, so it waited quietly.

Man Bao had never eaten yam, had never seen it, and was very curious about it, so for the first time, instead of going to the house to settle accounts with his mother and brothers, he squatted at the kitchen door to watch her sister-in-law peel the skin.

Xiaoqian cut it lightly, and the yam revealed its white flesh. Man Bao curiously stretched out his finger to touch it, and found it was sticky.

Little Qian slapped her little dirty hands away and continued to peel.

Little Qian felt something was wrong, "Why do my hands feel itchy?"

Man Bao, who went to pick up yam skins to observe out of curiosity, also felt that his little hands were a little itchy, and it was getting more and more itchy.

She couldn't help but grabbed it, and couldn't help it once she grabbed it, and her two hands grabbed each other.

When Xiaoqian saw her, her hands turned red, and she was so frightened that she quickly dropped the knife and the yam to grab her hands, and said in a panic, "What's the matter, um, this medicine is poisonous? "

Hearing the sound, Mrs. Qian couldn't help running out of the house. Seeing that Man Bao's little hands were covered with red scratches, she immediately said, "Hurry up and fetch water to wash."

Wu Wulang hurriedly fetched water for them. The sister-in-law and sister-in-law flushed, but they still felt itchy. Little Qian was fine, she could hold it back, but Man Bao couldn't help it. She scratched and scratched again, and found it was still itchy Itchy, I couldn't help crying out loudly, scratching and shouting: "Mother, mother, itchy..."

Mrs. Qian grabbed her little hand and refused to let her grab it. Seeing that she was crying in pain, she also felt a little uncomfortable, so she turned around and asked Zhou Dalang, "Isn't it a good thing? Why is it poisonous?"

Zhou Dalang and the others didn't understand either. He was sweating profusely and said, "Well, this is what Man Bao said, and the shopkeeper of the medicine shop also said that it is a good thing and can be eaten."

Qian asked Man Bao with a stern face, "Don't cry, Man Bao, didn't you write it clearly in the book you read?"

Man Bao was crying so hard that he kept calling Ke Ke in his head. The system checked the information when Man Bao felt itchy, and found that his internal information was a bit scarce, so he had to go to the encyclopedia. check.

There is no such knowledge in the confirmed materials, but there are some records in some novels and strange records.

It is said that when the yam is peeled, the saponins in the skin will stick to the hands and cause itching and allergies.

But there will be no species of yam in the future, and the relevant botanists have not found the exact gene left over, so of course they cannot be sure about this.

Uncertain factors are impossible to write into the entry data, so as not to be misunderstood by future generations. Science must be 100% accurate.

However, Keke reacted very quickly. He guessed that saponin might really exist, and it is not difficult to destroy this plant alkaloid. and well."

It simply and Manbao popularized what is plant alkaloid and what is acid-base neutralization.

Man Bao said to her mother tearfully, "I need vinegar to soak my hands."

Qian's heart ached when she heard this, but she still gritted her teeth and asked He to go to the kitchen to get vinegar.

He took it out, but said: "Mother, there is only a little bit of vinegar left, it's not enough."

Qian seized the vinegar altar, poured out what was left to wipe Man Bao's hands, and said: "Go and borrow some from others, and then go to the market to buy some and return it when you come back."

Smelling the fragrant vinegar, Man Bao felt a little hungry, so he couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his hands, Qian almost slapped her on the face, she hurriedly poured water to rinse her mouth, and cursed: " You eat it even though you know it's poisonous, don't you think so?"

Man Bao was aggrieved, "It smells good, it smells good."

The system has recovered, the host's howling made it almost forget the poverty of this era, it said: "Host, in addition to vinegar, you can also use fire, and roasting your hands with fire can destroy saponin, and it will not itch. gone."

Man Bao quickly told his sister-in-law, and even grabbed her hand with his own little hand, so that the vinegar on her hand would stick to her hand.

Mrs. Qian was a bit biased, because she didn't have much vinegar, so she gave it to her daughter.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. He quickly lit a fire to warm their hands.

As the hands slowly warmed up, Man Bao and Xiao Qian didn't feel the itching anymore, so they began to ponder over the yam skin with some interest.

Xiaoqian said to Man Bao, "Why don't you memorize the whole thing when you read a book, but memorize it paragraph by paragraph?"

Man Bao sniffed, determined to wait for the entry of yam to come out, she must read it carefully, and then read the other entries carefully.

The two aunts and sisters-in-law slowly moved their hands. After a while, they were hot and the itching gradually subsided, but Xiaoqian felt lingering fear, looked at the cut yam and said, "It's poisonous, so shall we still eat it?"

Man Bao has already been popularized by science, and quickly said: "It is not poisonous, but there is saponin in the yam skin, which makes it itchy. In the future, my sister-in-law will peel the skin and wrap her hands with something."

He said again: "Yam is delicious, it's delicious. And you don't have to be afraid of being poisonous. Look, let's roast our hands and it will be fine. Even if the yam is poisonous, wouldn't it be better to put it in boiling water?"

Although everyone didn't know what saponin was, they all felt that what Man Bao said was reasonable, and everyone was still very interested in this kind of food that rich people paid a lot of money to eat.

Yes, in their opinion, the price of yam is very high, even higher than that of meat.

People's chickens are only twelve cents a catty, not to mention that Man Bao also said that this is a dish that can be used as medicine.

In their impression, medicine is bitter, but is there something delicious

Xiaoqian didn't feel itchy hands anymore, so she went to chop the mutton, first boiled the mutton until it was almost cooked, then put down the yam, and stewed it for a long time, because she was afraid that the yam was not cooked, she also picked up the chopsticks and found that the chopsticks could hold the yam When the piece is clipped in half, it will be served out.

The whole family was waiting, and Man Bao squatted in the kitchen after the smell of meat wafted out.

The two heads and three heads who were about her age, as well as Sanya and Sitou, who were only able to walk, squatted in the kitchen without moving. Wu Wulang called her several times but couldn't move.

He was about to reach out to drag her away, but Xiaoqian beat him up, "Go play by yourself, why do you always mess with Manbao?"

Zhou Wulang pouted, didn't he want Manbao to settle the accounts with him? They had a share of the yam money, and they pulled out the centella asiatica. In the end, the eldest brother took all the money I gave it all to my mother.

If Manbao doesn't go, they just have the courage to ask for money, and they don't have the ability to settle their accounts.

Seeing that Manbao's eyes were full of food, and he couldn't think of money at all, Zhou Wulang went back to the house angrily. He decided that he must learn arithmetic well. The second brother was right, the younger uncle said You can't be more right, in this world, your brothers will give your money to your mother, your mother will take your money, your sister will be unreliable, and only the skills you have learned will always be yours, and no one can take them away.

Zhou Wulang angrily squatted on the ground and counted the numbers.