The skin pockets containing seeds were opened, and all kinds of strange seeds appeared in front of Han Cheng.

Han Cheng, who deeply felt that his knowledge was superficial, was trying hard to find familiar figures in these seeds that were mostly unfamiliar.

I want to find one or two seeds that match the grains and cereals in my memory.

The result was disappointing.

His good luck seemed to be used up at the beginning, and there was no such thing as a mouse pulling a shovel and a big head behind him.

Han Cheng, who stared at his slightly sore eyes, once again pulled down the pile of various seeds, finally gave up this approach.

I thought it was just the beginning of discovering soybeans, but it was only now that he realized that the beginning was already the peak of this time.

However, looking at the soybeans placed alone in the bamboo sieve, Han Cheng's depression immediately dissipated.

There is a soybean here, and the outing of the Qingque Tribe Trade Team this time is worth it.

Moreover, in addition to soybeans, the caravan also found limestone.

Sometimes you have to learn to be content in life so that you can better experience the joy of harvest.

Otherwise, if you always look up and look up, you will always be full of butts. Wouldn't this be a bit of a shame?

Occasionally, looking down, looking at the many heads is still good, which can make people realize their own progress.

Well, that's it. Except for the very few people standing at the top of the pyramid, the rest of the people always have a butt on their heads, and the heads are all their heads. The embarrassing situation of being less than the top and less than the bottom is almost accompanied by a person's life.

In this case, it is very important to learn to self-regulate for a while.

Among the numerous beans, Han Cheng’s favorite is soybeans.

In his mind, soybeans are worth more than the other beans such as mung beans, red beans, black beans, green peas, cowpea, plum beans, green beans, etc.

Compared with other types of beans, the purpose and nutritional value of soybeans are undoubtedly higher.

Not to mention the high-tech technology of soybean fiber weaving cloth, just eating soybeans with a variety of ways is far from comparable to other beans.

After cooking directly with water, you can eat bean soup or bean rice.

Of course, the premise is to have a good stomach and the courage to be a jet plane.

After the cooked beans are moldy, you can dry the beans.

Soybeans can be used to grow bean sprouts and can also be used to squeeze oil.

Burn the heat with bean stalks under the pot and stir-fry the soybean sprouts with hot soybean oil on top, which is more exciting than Cao Zhi's "boiled beans and burned bean pods".

After all, those are just two brothers, but now these are three.

If you grind the soybeans, you will eat them even more.

After filtering the grated beans, put them in a pot and cook them to make soy milk.

Put it out and put it in some brine or gypsum, and stir it slightly and it will turn into tofu.

After stirring for a few more times, it will become a tofu brain.

After the tofu is poured out and put into the mold to drink water, it becomes tofu.

Unlike the single way to eat sweet and salty or original tofu brain, there are many ways to eat tofu.

Mapo tofu, fish head tofu, shallot mixed with tofu, Changsha stinky tofu...

Just think about it a little bit, countless ways of eating it come into my mind.

If you include dried tofu, artificial meat, tofu skin, tofu skin and other soy products, you will have more ways to eat them.

When it comes to various and delicious foods, no country or nation in later generations could catch up with Han Cheng's motherland.

"Yui Liu~"

He is worthy of being a foodie empire. Just after thinking about it for a moment, he couldn't help but feel saliva overflowing from his mouth.

Han Cheng skipped his saliva without the image of a son of god, but the senior executives of the Qingque Tribe surrounded by him did not feel any inappropriate about this.

It’s not because they saw the Son of God drooling too much, so they are no longer surprised by this.

But even the wisest and knowledgeable witch had a crystalline thread at the corner of her mouth, flowing all the way to the ground.

Even if he is like this, let alone the rest of the people.

The second senior brother, the most delicious food, was soaked in the ground in front of him, and he was covered in saliva flowing out.

Zhicai only talked about one bean product, and it was not finished yet. Han Cheng felt that if he told them about the exquisiteness of food in later generations, he would probably be flooded by water.

Han Cheng stopped talking and squatted there and recalled the various kinds of delicacies in later generations. Wu and others also squatted there, drooling and looking dazed.

The room became quiet for a moment.

After a while, several talents resurrected themselves from the food world depicted by Han Cheng. After wiping away their saliva, they stared at the inconspicuous soybeans in the bamboo sieve and shone their eyes.

It seemed that when they appeared before them, it was not soybeans, but the unheard delicious food depicted by the Son of God.

Among them, Shang and Mao were the most happy. They did not expect that this trip would bring such a good thing back to the tribe!

The best memory of the trade is, not only remembering the source of the soybeans, but also remembering the scene when exchanging soybeans.

I remembered that the tribe leader wanted to give him more soybeans, but they simply refused. Without Han Cheng taking action, Mao slapped himself twice in the face.

If I had known that the raw soybeans didn't taste very good, they were such a precious and delicious food that the grandson would not want.

After slapped himself twice, Mao immediately stood up, and asked Han Cheng for his order with annoyance and excitement. He was willing to take people to set off immediately to that tribe and exchange all their soybeans.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Shang also reacted, stood up and beat his chest and signaled that he would also have a portion.

It doesn’t matter if Shang and Mao have such thoughts. They are originally people in the trade team, and they are just doing this.

Senior brother, Second Senior brother, Senior Brother, Sha Junior Brother, Gu, etc., joined in the fun like he was injected with chicken blood. What's going on?

They joined in the fun and shouted to exchange all the soybeans in that tribe. Wu, you are an old man, and you have no sense of the old man, so why are you involved in it?

For foodies, the power of food is indeed endless.

Han Cheng looked at the group of excited people and felt uncontrollably moved. It was not until he kicked them in the butt that he calmed down.

Of course, except for Wu, this is a big shot, and Han Cheng dares not kick it, and he can't afford to kick it.

If he lie down on the ground, he would probably not be able to get up without seven or eight meals.

The two of them rushed back and forth to go back and forth to sleep, and asked the senior brothers and others to work on their own. Han Cheng, who faced soybeans alone, left a boring smile...
Chapter completed!