Everyday heroes

Chapter 400 School schedule and autumn oil

Carried the squirrel and walked home.

After walking out of the deep mountains and old forests, he no longer dared to explore the world of gray mist unscrupulously.

Judging from the experience of the previous two explorations, one thing is certain now.

That is him in the mental state of the gray fog world, and his sense of direction and sense of scale are completely different from the real world.

Let's use the soul body to describe the condensing point of the gray mist airflow. The soul body of the squirrel is not far away in his perception, but in reality it is already 200 meters away.

Therefore, he could not match the two worlds for the time being.

It can also be seen from the situation just now that his spiritual power is really too strong, and the other souls will shatter at the slightest touch.

The first week of Guan Lang's senior year was particularly relaxed, and by the way, the same will be true for the next semester.

In the past three years, he has basically selected the basic general education courses, major electives and compulsory courses that he needs to learn, so the courses in his class this semester are extremely sparse.

In addition to the main courses of architectural design on Tuesday and Thursday, there are only architectural economics and architectural equipment on Tuesday afternoon.

That is to say, if you don’t consider spending a lot of spare time doing design assignments, judging from the schedule alone, in addition to eight classes a day on Tuesdays, he only has half-day classes on Thursdays. On average, one and a half days a week and five and a half days.

Of course, if you think there are too few courses, you can also choose the elective courses of this major, which are public elective courses in the whole school.

However, a student like Guan Lang who has a crooked skill tree feels that there is too little spare time, and if he has enough credits, he will not cause extra trouble for himself.

In the corner of the yard, there is a large jar of sealed autumn oil, and its color has been brewed beautifully.

From March to September, six months of wind and sun let the beans lose their greenness under the penetration of aspergillus and sunlight.

Originally, he thought it would be almost ready in four months, but he didn't expect it to take two months longer than expected.

Guan Lang picked up the glass tank and walked towards the apartment building.

The six-month brewing is just one of the steps, not the end.

Next, additional processing is required.

On the way back, it was rare for Guan Lang to be distracted by someone not only staring at his face but into the glass jar in his hand.

I probably feel surprised, after all, the pace of urban life is so fast now, and there are fewer and fewer people who have the leisure and elegance to make things by themselves.

He went upstairs with autumn oil.

Because Guan Lang took off the cover and smelled it just now, there was a pleasant smell of mold and beans around the vessel.

As soon as he entered the door, Qianqiu came jogging towards Xunxiang.

Before the cat arrives, the sound arrives first.

The heavy trampling didn't seem to be on the floor, but in Guan Lang's heart.

This guy has weighed almost twenty pounds recently, right?Guan Lang listened to the voice and thought.

Although he knew that it could not be blamed for its gluttony, but the increase in size brought about by that evolution, but he was just angry!
Before, I thought about "losing weight" for it every day, but I never thought about it. Losing weight, reducing it from a little over ten catties to twenty catties.

This wave of reverse weight loss is really good.

"Eat, eat, eat, didn't I feed you food before going out?" Guan Lang angrily pushed Qianqiu, who came closer, back with his fingers.

Qian Qiu stared at him with a pair of innocent and cute eyes.

"Meow."

When did you eat it?Pear does not shake wronged me!
"Father, I'm going to be busy, don't come to the kitchen and get in my way." Guan Lang warned the little guy, then walked into the kitchen with the tank in his arms, and closed the kitchen door by the way.

This alone was not enough, and he carefully locked it back. Qianqiu had already mastered the stunt of jumping up and pulling the doorknob, and it couldn't be restrained unless it was locked back.

He was afraid that the little guy would accidentally mess up the autumn oil that had been brewed for more than half a year. At that time, it would be stained with oil, and it would take him to wash it and waste his hard work for several months.

Before starting work, I first divided my mind and mind to work and draw the third episode of "Dawn Era".

He doesn't want to experience being a bad person at the beginning of the month and becoming a dog at the end of the month.

For him originally, it was not a small burden to activate half-hearted at the same time, but after his mental power broke through to D- level, it was effortless.

Moreover, the accuracy of Tai Chi has also made a gratifying breakthrough.

At least, in the matter of painting at present, if creativity and thinking issues are not considered, the effect of handwork and concentration is not much different from his own hand-painting.

Tool people have evolved from easy to use to super easy to use, which is gratifying.

He didn't focus on the matter in front of him until the virtual tools and people got busy.

Dig the tempeh that has been brewed in the vat for half a year into the iron basin with a large spoon.

Some of the fermented soybeans were soaked, and some still retained the shape of a small bean. When they were mixed together, they became a dark brown granular paste, which looked disgusting and inexplicably comfortable.

The next step is to cook the soy sauce.

Remove the licorice that you bought ahead of time from the refrigerator.

The licorice is put into a pot of water and boiled. As the hot air and water mist emerge, it absorbs enough water, and the dried licorice gradually becomes fluffy.

When the heat is about the same, remove the licorice, and then pour in an appropriate amount of fermented soybeans.

The tempeh melted quickly in the herbaceous boiling water soup, like a paint dripping into a pot of water, and the brown-red color quickly smudged.

Guan Lang tapped it with his finger, gently put it into his mouth and sucked it, there was a salty and mellow soy sauce aroma in the mouth, and there was a kind of herbal sweetness active in the taste buds, like a pot full of ingredients and seasoned. broth.

The longer the soy sauce is cooked, the thicker it becomes, and he can make it into different flavors according to his wishes.

This is also the reason why he made it by hand. In many cases, if you don’t make it yourself, you can’t eat such seasonings that suit your taste.

Every bit of the different flavors in the soy sauce comes from him, which is different from the premium soy sauces available in the market and home-brewed soy sauces, not to mention the soy sauces that come out of the assembly line on supermarket shelves.

However, he is not belittling other soy sauces. Strictly speaking, the taste is not the winner. Different people have different tastes. It can only be said that the soy sauce he brews is more in line with his own preferences.

After the cooked soy sauce is cooled, put it into the prepared empty bottle, and a bottle of self-brewed autumn oil will be considered complete.

Guan Lang stretched his waist, and looked at the iron basin with more than half of the fermented soybeans beside it.

There is a long way to go, and I have been busy this afternoon.

According to different viscosities, he boiled six bottles of soy sauce.

He didn't even have time to make dinner because he wanted to cook all the soy sauce in one go.

After a long absence, I went to the commercial street outside the community to settle dinner with my little cousin.

When he got home at night, he relaxed for a while and then went to work.

Five avatars plus the main body is six times the effort.

(End of this chapter)