I have a portable farm

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After the meal, there were a lot of delicacies left on the table, but a large pot of boiled corn was snatched away by people.

After eating, Luo Xiao looked at Meng Lie and the other three, "I haven't eaten this boiled corn for many years. I can't believe that I still feel the same as before. It still tastes really good."

Of course people like Zhao Xinyu knew what time Luo Xiao was talking about. At that time, people were struggling in poverty. Not to mention corn and potatoes, in many cases, just being able to eat some wild vegetables was considered good. Eating corn and potatoes was already quite good. During the Chinese New Year.

"Old leader, this corn is much better than the corn we used to eat. There is corn like this on the market now. The technology has developed, but the taste is still as good as the old corn."

A group of people nodded in unison. Today's technology and economy are promoting development, but various problems have been exposed. In the past, no one cared about the vegetables bitten by bugs, but now people with better material conditions are rushing to buy vegetables with vegetable bugs. Vegetables, because they all know that any vegetables bitten by vegetable insects are all pollution-free vegetables.

"Xinyu, this corn was also found in the mountains." Meng Lie asked with a smile.

Zhao Xinyu nodded, "Grandpa, I have gained a lot from this trip to the mountains. We will also grow this kind of corn in our village next year."

Meng Lie and the others sighed slightly. A month ago, the village was still lush and green, but now it was devastated. You must know that it took Zhao Xinyu several years to build Xihan Ridge to that extent, but in just a few days, those Damn it, Xihanling returned to the old society overnight, which made four old men who were nearly a hundred years old very angry.

Every kind of fruit grown in the village cannot be seen in other places. Fruits such as black grapes, melon melons, and green milk melons have come into people's sight for the first time. But even so, those precious fruit trees are still destroyed.

"Xinyu, what are you going to do next year? Can those rare fruit trees still be used..." After sighing, Luo Xiao looked at Zhao Xinyu and asked.

When Luo Xiao asked, everyone else's eyes focused on Zhao Xinyu. These species were brought back by Zhao Xinyu. If Zhao Xinyu can't make these crops reappear, then these species really need to be removed from the public's view. disappear.

"No problem, these species will be shipped back after a while."

Zhao Xinyu's words made everyone in the family feel relaxed. Luo Xiao and others couldn't help but shake their heads. That is to say, Zhao Xinyu had such courage. If it were someone else, he would definitely not let these fruit trees be burned. However, Thinking about such a huge sacrifice, Cao Xun still didn't show any flaws, which made them very helpless.

"Zhao Xinyu, besides apricots and this corn, are there any good things?" Du Mengnan asked with a smile.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Yes, if you don't look at who I am, you won't encounter anything as long as you go out."

"Take it out quickly, let's try it."

Zhao Xinyu flipped his palms. When people saw what Zhao Xinyu was holding, their heads turned black. Du Mengnan even stretched out his hand and twisted it.

This guy put a big potato in his hand. These potatoes are all over the street. If potatoes are regarded as a good thing, then many species in the world will be rare treasures.

Among the people present, only Liu Fengying and Li Ping were from ordinary families, and in the area where they live, potatoes are an indispensable ingredient in people's lives, so they know much more about potatoes than Du Mengnan, Guan Bingtong and the others.

So when Zhao Xinyu took out the potatoes, Li Ping and Liu Fengying were slightly startled. They could see that although the potatoes in Zhao Xinyu's hands had the same appearance as the potatoes they were familiar with, the potatoes were crystal clear and looked like Like a handicraft carved from jade, Liu Fengying, who was closest to Zhao Xinyu, had a faint scent.

Liu Fengying took the potato from Zhao Xinyu's hand, looked at it for a few times, and said with a smile: "This potato is so beautiful. Let's not talk about whether it is delicious or not. The appearance is a selling point. Frying shredded potatoes must be beautiful. ,tasty."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "Look, Fengying still knows the stuff."

Du Mengnan chuckled, "Go away, it's just a potato. No matter how good the potato is, it's just a shredded potato."

Zhao Xinyu shook his head, "Mengmeng, you know too little about potatoes. The charm of potatoes is not something you southerners can appreciate."

Du Mengnan spat, "Go and try some shredded pepper potatoes first."

"You can still eat it." Zhao Xinyu glanced at Du Mengnan's slightly bulging belly.

"Why not? Go quickly."

Zhao Xinyu laughed, "Just wait, let's see how top chefs make shredded potatoes."

Liu Fengying chuckled, "I'll go and watch him."

Seeing Liu Fengying passing by, Du Mengnan pulled Guan Bingtong up and said, "Tongtong, let's go and have a look. This potato shreds is the most common dish, but it is called the national dish. Let's record a video."

In the kitchen, Zhao Xinyu took out two potatoes and padded them a few times, then took a kitchen knife and the potato skins fell off the potatoes in the light of the knife.

What surprised Du Mengnan and the others the most was that Zhao Xinyu peeled the potato skins just like good people peel apples, and the skin was in one piece.

You must know that apples are very regular, but potatoes are irregular. People use apple knives to peel apples, but this guy uses a kitchen knife very fast. This is what they saw with their own eyes. If they saw the video, they wouldn't dare to believe it.

After peeling, wash off the muddy water on the potatoes. Place the potatoes on the chopping board, cut off both ends, hold the potatoes with your left hand, and start cutting the potatoes into slices.

After a while, the two potatoes turned into dozens of translucent slices. Zhao Xinyu pressed the sliced ​​potatoes with his left hand, put the machete blade under the potato slices, and gently shoveled dozens of potato slices into pieces. They all ran to the back of the knife.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Let me show you what real knife skills are."

While speaking, Zhao Xinyu fished out a lively anchovy mullet from the pool, held down the fish, and wiped it casually. The potato slices on the back of the knife pressed evenly on the anchovy mullet like soldiers.

As the sword light flashed, Du Mengnan and the other three opened their mouths wide. They saw that Zhao Xinyu was not cutting at all, but chopping and chopping.

The light of the knife flashed, but there was no sound. The mullet fish below was struggling continuously.

In almost less than a minute, Zhao Xinyu wiped the kitchen knife in his hand, and Du Mengnan and the others saw the potato slices returning to the back of the knife, which shocked them.

Zhao Xinyu did not speak, but threw the mullet back into the pool. The mullet seemed to have not been fished out, and was wandering carefree in the pool again.

Zhao Xinyu took a small basin and filled it with half of the water. Zhao Xinyu put the potato slices on the back of the knife into the water. The next moment the potato slices entered the water. All of a sudden, it spread out and turned into thin strands of uniform thickness, each of which seemed to be transparent.

Zhao Xinyu glanced at the stunned three people and smiled lightly, "Let's make a cold potato shreds."

While talking, he first put the shredded potatoes into a bowl and soaked them in hot water for two or three minutes, then soaked them in cold water.

After the shredded potatoes are cool, put the shredded potatoes into a small basin, add chili oil, salt and other seasonings, stir and arrange them neatly on the plate. Zhao Xinyu casually put the remaining shredded potatoes into a plate next to him.

A plate of cold shredded potatoes in red, green and white colors is ready. The potato shreds are crystal clear, the onion shreds are white and tender, the radish shreds, and the green pepper shreds are slender. Looking from above, even though there is a barrier from the potato shreds, you can still vaguely see the pattern on the bottom of the plate.

Zhao Xinyu laughed and said, "Try it."

Only then did Du Mengnan and the others react, put down their mobile phones, took the chopsticks, picked up a few potato shreds and put them into their mouths.

Then his eyes lit up. The seemingly simple cold potato shreds were refreshing, but with just a few pieces, the aroma filled the taste nerves.

In less than two minutes, a plate of cold potato shreds was completely eaten by the three of them, and the eyes of the three of them were even more intoxicated.

"You guys are really incredible. You can even make shredded potatoes so delicious." Du Mengnan lightly punched Zhao Xinyu and said with a smile.

"Quickly, send the video out and let them see what real knife skills are."

Even Du Mengnan, the general manager of a five-star hotel who once managed a five-star hotel, was horrified by Zhao Xinyu's knife skills. You can imagine what kind of reaction he would get after he sent it out.

Many netizens saw Zhao Xinyu putting potato slices on the anchovies and cutting them into shreds. In the end, the anchovies had no scratches, but the potato shreds were as uniform in thickness as if they were cut by a machine. Many of them thought this was It was spliced ​​together, but they couldn't find any flaws.

Netizens thought it was spliced ​​together, but many experienced chefs could see that there was nothing spliced ​​together in this video.

Being able to chop the potato slices into thin strips on the fish in just tens of seconds, they really asked themselves that they couldn't do it. Whether it was a live fish or a dead fish, they didn't dare to say that they could do what they did in the video.

After all, the chopping board is flat, but the body of the fish is semicircular, and the fish has scales that would slide off when you put potato slices on it, let alone chop or chop.

Because the video did not capture Zhao Xinyu’s face, and it was silenced, people who have never been to Wenyingge’s kitchen have no idea who was cutting the potatoes. However, they honored Zhao Xinyu in the video as the God of Swords.

Netizens couldn't tell, but Zheng Min and Han Jun could tell that it was Zhao Xinyu in the video, so when the video went viral on the Internet, Zheng Min and Han Jun called to congratulate them.

"Zhao Xinyu, make some more and let grandpa, aunt and others try it too." In the kitchen, the three people sent a video and looked at Zhao Xinyu, their eyes full of excitement and they said with a smile.

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