Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 115: Sour Plum Drink
In the fields of Qian Ding Sect, Changfu was huffing and puffing as he harvested the rice.
It was only July, and while only the Hundred Spirit Rice was behaving like normal rice, diligently growing and developing, the other rice plants that hadn’t turned into Spirit Plants, but were merely watered by Chen Muxue with her little finger, surprisingly matured all the same.
Seeing that Changfu had harvested a large area, Changgui refused to be outdone and quickened his pace, but he couldn’t even keep up with Xiao Hu, let alone Changfu.
Little Flower was picking up scattered ears of rice with the Black Cat. However, in reality, only the Black Cat was doing the picking; Little Flower would either chat with the cicadas or help ants move home.
The crops ripening in such weather made people unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse. Due to the northern drought, the grain prices here had quietly risen quite a bit, but exposing them to the sun at this time of year made everyone worry they might get cooked on the stalks.
Although July is supposed to be cooling, Chen Muxue thought the sun was still quite deserving of being shot by Hou Yi.
Speaking of which, while the children were working hard, what was Chen Muxue doing?
She bought dried hawthorn slices, smoked plums, dried tangerine peels, licorice, and roselle from the herbal shop to prepare sour plum soup to help everyone cool off.
The smoked plums were specially chosen because when cooked, they wouldn’t have the medicinal taste that children dislike.
Traditional sour plum soup recipes often include bitter medicinal ingredients; even Chen Muxue herself didn’t like to drink them, so she experimented and came up with this recipe.
This improved sour plum soup is sweet and sour, made with genuine ingredients, and good for the children’s health. It’s much healthier than the powdered versions sold in the market, at least without food additives.
First, wash all medicinal materials bought from the shop to remove surface dust, then soak them in a small amount of cold water for half an hour.
When the time is up, pour the water and ingredients into a container. Chen Muxue pondered over which container to use because of its characteristics, as it was actually not recommended to use an iron or aluminum pot.
However, while she was hesitating, the iron pot seemed very displeased, almost jumping up to smack her on the head, as if saying, "Do you look down on this handsome pot?"
Alright, this iron pot of hers is called an iron pot by her, but its actual material is debatable. After all, what iron pot would jump up and smack someone?
So, Chen Muxue poured the ingredients into the iron pot, added a suitable amount of clear water, brought it to a boil on high heat, then simmered for half an hour on low heat. After turning off the heat, she added rock sugar, stirred until dissolved, and filtered out the raw materials.
The raw materials could be brewed again next time, so there’s no rush to throw them away.
Speaking of sour plum soup, it tastes best chilled. Chen Muxue put it into a large urn equipped with an Ice Spirit Stone.
Licorice is commonly used to treat coughs and gastritis, dried tangerine peel stimulates appetite, hawthorn improves digestion, and roselle reduces heat. This makes the sour plum soup a must-have drink for summer.
Chen Muxue half-squatted, exerted her strength, and carried the urn towards the field.
She wasn’t really sure how to use Spiritual Power, but her strength indeed seemed to have increased significantly.
On the way, she recalled the glances and whispers of the passersby when she went to the herbal shop, which made her feel uncomfortable.
Xiao Feng spread such rumors, but everything would be revealed at the tribunal. She walks with a clear conscience, unlike the so-called male protagonist... 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂
Putting down the urn, Little Flower gathered around, while the other three children continued to work hard. Changgui, who originally had fair skin, was now sunburned and bright red.
Chen Muxue watched and couldn’t help but extend her little finger to sprinkle water on them.
