I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 235: Making Glass Noodles

Eating mung bean cakes, Eric thought of another type of food made from mung beans, which could be used for soup or salads: glass noodles.

In his previous life when his family was poor, he only got to eat glass noodle soup cooked with chicken giblets or bones during Tet holidays or at feasts. Later, when he grew up and went to work, he cooked and ate it whenever he liked.

Glass noodles could be made from sweet potatoes, canna roots, and mung beans. Now Eric only had mung beans, so naturally, he chose to make them from mung beans.

Potato noodles were transparent, mung bean noodles were slightly ivory, and sweet potato noodles were slightly brown. Potatoes could also make noodles, but it was more elaborate, and noodles made from potatoes were only suitable for stir-frying.

Having both mung beans and potatoes, Eric decided to make both, as dried glass noodles could be stored for a very long time.

Soaking the mung beans first, to save time, Eric used hot water.

Now he could use fire magic again, and could also use water magic. Boiling hot water was incredibly convenient, available at any time, unlike before when he had to struggle for half a day to build a fire for hot water.

After soaking the mung beans, Eric went to the yard to move the stone mortar, intending to use it to grind soy milk later.

Just then, his ears twitched, and a familiar sound of footsteps rang out. Eric looked up, and sure enough, a familiar figure walked in from the courtyard gate, holding a large piece of bloody meat in his hand.

"Eric, what are you planning to do? Wow, what smells so good?"

Michael walked in quickly, first using his free hand to take the stone mortar from Eric’s hand, talking as he walked into the house.

Eric took a self-made broom and swept away the blood dripping on the path; only then did it look less jarring. Although magic beasts were frequently slaughtered in the yard, under his care, it remained very clean.

"I cooked mung bean sweet soup, and there are also mung bean cakes to eat. I plan to make mung bean glass noodles and potato glass noodles later. Michael, do you have anything to do later? If you have time, lend a hand." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Michael hadn’t heard of the things Eric mentioned, but he still nodded obediently in agreement: "Sure, I just got back, and I have nothing to do in the afternoon."

Worrying that the troublesome task of peeling potatoes would be very time-consuming, he hadn’t expected Michael to arrive. Eric was very happy. Although Luban had made a peeler according to his description, the potatoes here were huge, and peeling them was troublesome.

Hearing Eric say potatoes were needed, Michael went down to the cellar to bring up several bags of potatoes.

"That’s right, when I came back today, I incidentally fed the rabbits, chickens, and ducks. Those animals eat grain husks quite happily."

Michael peeled potatoes under Eric’s command while talking.

Previously, when the Snow Wolves traded for grain, they didn’t peel it either; didn’t they eat it straight too? Eric complained silently in his heart.

But contrary to his expectations, the dozens of white rabbits, wild chickens, and gray wild ducks caught and raised all survived healthily. Apart from the first two days when they were just caught and refused to eat, in the past day or two, they all gradually accepted their fate, eating bean bran and such very happily.

After all, in winter, how could they have such abundant and delicious food?

That day, Eric and Sam led the cubs and caught all adults. It seemed that before long, the wild chickens and gray wild ducks might start laying eggs.

Wild chickens and ducks in the other world were bigger and healthier than in his previous life, but their habits were similar. After adapting to the living environment and having enough food, they would start laying eggs to reproduce.

"That’s great, then I don’t need to go over to feed them." Eric said happily.

To prevent the smell of chickens, ducks, and rabbits from spreading into the tribe, the place he chose as the future farm was not close at all.

For adult Snow Wolves, it might not take long to arrive, but for Eric’s short legs, it was really a bit strenuous.

These past few days, mostly Sam went to feed them. Occasionally, Leo and the other cubs would also go over to feed and play at the same time. Who knew where these kids got so much energy?

"Later, when we go on patrol, we’ll help you feed them on the way. You don’t need to make a special trip anymore, and you don’t need to worry about their safety. Knowing you want to raise these animals, Max and the rest of us go there often. With our scent stronger there, those magic beasts won’t approach easily."

Thinking about Eric still having to run there to feed them, Michael decided decisively.

Eric thought for a moment; that was indeed more convenient. Later, he could save a lot of time. Peeling potatoes, he nodded.

Now the scale was still small, so letting the warriors feed them on the way was fine. Wait until the scale expanded later, and the farm was built; someone would still need to be there frequently.

Thinking of this, he intended to ask Michael. Eric had also thought about it these past few days, only he hadn’t decided who to send yet.

Hearing his question, Michael first stopped the peeling motion in his hand, touched his chin and thought for a long time, then suddenly clapped his hands in excitement.

"I’ve got it! Wouldn’t it be fine to let my father and mother go?!" Michael said happily.

"Huh? Would... would Aunt Anna and Uncle Fong agree? This job is definitely both dirty and tiring."

Eric spoke hesitantly. The daily work of the farm, besides feeding, also required frequent cleaning of manure; most people couldn’t accept this job.

Moreover, he planned to use the manure cleaned from the farm to make fertilizer. That way, there would be fertilizer to use for planting next year.

It was just that the number of animals raised now was small, and there wasn’t much manure, just better than nothing. But after it developed later, the workload involved would certainly not be small.

Michael smiled: "It’s fine, we Snow Wolves aren’t afraid of hardship. Although my mother has a bad temper, she works very seriously. My father was a warrior before; although he was injured later, his strength is still there. Even if the farm expands its scale later, it won’t be a problem."

Thinking of the conflict between his mother and Aunt Luci, Michael sighed helplessly and continued: "My mother and Aunt Luci argue as soon as they meet. If they can stay at the farm in the future, that would be great; at least it can be quiet for many days."

Speaking of this, Eric also had to twitch the corners of his mouth in fear.

Michael had a point. If Anna and Fong really went to the farm, wouldn’t the frequency of Anna and Luci quarreling decrease a lot? After all, they wouldn’t meet much!

This job was hard to arrange only because Eric felt it was dirty and tiring. If even Michael saw no problem, then it was time to put this matter on the agenda.

"Then I’ll rely on you, Michael. Help me speak to Aunt Anna and Uncle Fong. If they don’t agree, don’t force it; I’ll find someone else."

Out of humanitarianism, Eric still instructed.

This matter was considered temporarily concluded for a stage. Next, the two began to peel and wash potatoes incessantly.

Eric didn’t like peeling, so he washed basins of potatoes on the side for Michael to peel, then called a stream of water to wash them clean once more.

Now he cast water magic without needing a container. A large water ball could suspend and wrap the potatoes inside, adding a bit of wind magic, the potatoes spun inside, washing very cleanly.