System: Interstellar Planting Daily

Ever since Ye Qingluo started growing fruits and vegetables, the Ye family members have become cunning.

Especially Ye Qinghe.

Even though he disliked Ye Qingluo for being a picky eater all day long, before he was not picky about food, there was no way for him to choose.

Nowadays, there are abundant food ingredients. Among the four members of the Ye family, Ye Qinghe is the most difficult to take care of. He doesn't eat ginger, he doesn't eat green onions but only eats small chives. The coriander must be boiled and cooked, and the raw ones are not touched.

Most people really can't stand such a difficult person.

Ye Qingluo and Anhua discussed it privately. They both felt that the main reason why their parents did not object to their eldest brother being with the eldest brother of the Hua family was because his own brother had such a bad temper!

However, Hua Lingchen never thought that Ye Qinghe had a bad personality.

At this time, seeing that Ye Qinghe was interested in the milk fruit on the table, Hua Lingchen helped make tea and asked Ye Qingluo: "Is this milk fruit a newly planted fruit?"

Ye Qingluo shook his head and said helplessly: "I only have a few fruits. We can't grow this kind of plant here now."

As he spoke, he squeezed all the milk juice into the measuring cup.

Then driven by curiosity, Ye Qingluo cut a small piece of thick peel with a knife.

"The pulp inside the peel is a bit like coconut meat..." Ye Qingluo said and was about to bite.

Bai Jingyuan saw this and stopped him quickly: "Hey! Don't put everything in your mouth!"

Ye Qingluo looked at Bai Jingyuan, pointed at the juice in the measuring cup, and said confidently: "You can drink the juice, and you can eat the pulp as well."

Bai Jingyuan took a breath and took the small piece of milk fruit from Ye Qingluo's hand: "Okay, if you can eat it, I'll try it first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Jingyuan raised his hand and bit some fruit pulp.

Hey! Don’t tell me, it tastes pretty good!

The three people next to them were all staring at Bai Jingyuan. Before Ye Qingluo could speak, it was Ye Qinghe who asked first: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Hmm...it tastes much better than coconut meat."

Ye Qinghe's face unconsciously showed a look of anticipation. He took the knife from his brother's hand and cut a piece of fruit pulp to taste for himself.

It really tastes better than coconut meat!

Ye Qingluo looked around, lowered his lips, took out a small cup and poured some lacto fruit juice to drink, thinking that if I don't want to eat meat, then I will drink juice, this is the essence!

"How about the juice? Does it taste good?"

"It tastes good." Ye Qingluo nodded seriously and handed over the cup in his hand.

Ye Qinghe tasted the pulp and felt that the juice would also be delicious. He took the cup and took a sip without thinking.

"..."

"Pfft hahaha!"

Ye Qingluo laughed loudly and said: "It tastes good, it's thicker than milk!"

"Go away!" Ye Qinghe was too lazy to talk to his younger brother. He picked up the freshly poured black tea and was about to drink it, but Hua Lingchen stopped him in time.

"The freshly brewed tea is too hot." Hua Lingchen took out a bottle of water from the space button and gave it to Ye Qinghe, "Drink this."

Ye Qinghe took four or five sips before he felt that the taste of milk in his mouth had faded away. He exhaled, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that the juice didn't have any sweetness at all, and was a little fishy. The pulp is obviously fragrant and sweet."

Ye Qingluo gnawed on the fruit with a smile. He didn't dare to answer the question at this time. As long as he spoke, his brother's fire would definitely hit him.

Hua Lingchen made the black tea, pushed the teapot to Ye Qingluo, and said with a smile: "Okay, the strong tea you wanted. Now can you tell me what you want to do?"

"Yeah! I want to make milk tea~"

"Milk tea?" Ye Qinghe looked at the dairy fruit juice with a bit of disgust, "Juice mixed with black tea?"

"Yes!" Ye Qingluo nodded and took out a dozen glasses from the space button.

The taste of this dairy fruit juice was beyond his expectation. Not only was the juice thicker than milk, but the most important thing was that it didn't have any sweetness at all.

Milk fruit, it does not deserve to be included in the family of fruits!

Ye Qingluo was afraid that it would not taste good, so he mixed only one cup of milk tea and divided it into four small cups for everyone to try.

Sure enough, not to mention Ye Qingluo, who had drank all kinds of milk tea, other people who had never drank milk tea also found it unpleasant.

It seems like it can’t do without some sweetness!

Ye Qingluo silently checked the items in the system warehouse. How about... try sweet fruit?

Sweet fruit and milk fruit come from the same plane, so their flavors should match, right?

Ye Qingluo took out a sweet fruit.

The sweet fruit is not as big as the milk fruit, and its shape is somewhat like a tomato, but its color is lavender.

Ye Qingluo took the sweet fruit and squeezed it, then shook it. It should not be a packet of juice like coconut or milk nut.

To be on the safe side, Ye Qingluo took out a small chopping board and cut the sweet fruit in half on the chopping board.

This sweet fruit is really the same on the outside as it is on the outside. The skin is as thin as a tomato, and the flesh inside is also lavender. The flesh is very tender, but the juice will not flow out if it is not squeezed.

Ye Qingluo cut off a little bit of the pulp and tasted it carefully.

"..."

Seeing his incomprehensible expression, the other three people immediately lost interest in "milk tea".

Forget it, let the kids figure it out on their own.

Ye Qingluo didn't notice the change in the mood of the three of them. He took out a small pot, cut the sweet fruit into pieces and put it into the pot to stir-fry.

After a few seconds, an alluring sweet aroma emanates from the small pot.

The three people who had lost interest in milk tea a moment ago couldn't help but look forward to it again.

Ye Qingluo also didn't expect that as soon as the sweet fruit was heated in the pot, it would melt as quickly as pudding. If it continued to cook for a few seconds, it would actually smell like caramel.

That’s it! Today’s milk tea will definitely be a success!

Ye Qingluo dipped a chopstick into the sweet jam to taste the sweetness...it was still sweet, but it tasted much softer than raw fruit.

"I feel like the black tea is not enough..." Ye Qingluo looked at the milk fruit juice. This juice has a strong milky taste and needs to be mixed with more tea.

Ye Qingluo turned to look at Hua Lingchen: "Brother Hua, are there any more black tea leaves?"

Hua Lingchen took out a can of tea, opened the lid and put it next to Ye Qingluo.

Ye Qingluo didn't know how much tea was appropriate to put in. He used bamboo tweezers to estimate how many times he would pick up the tea leaves and put them into a small pot to stir-fry together. After the tea aroma came out, he added some water to the pot and boiled it for a while, then added the Hua Hua leaves to the pot. The strong tea that Ling Chen specially reserved was also poured into the pot.

"Is this really delicious?" Ye Qinghe looked at the "sweet tea" in the pot with some suspicion.

Ye Qingluo shrugged: "I don't know if it tastes good, but, it shouldn't taste bad, right?"

As he spoke, Ye Qingluo poured the milk fruit juice in the measuring cup into the pot. In an instant, the original reddish-brown tea turned into khaki-colored milk tea.

After the milk tea in the pot boiled for a while, Ye Qingluo put out the fire, took out the glass teapot and filter, and filtered the milk tea in the pot into the teapot.

How can a pot of milk tea not be paired with dessert?

Ye Qingluo put all the unused utensils on the table into the space button first, and then took out two plates of snacks from the system warehouse.

Bai Jingyuan helped pour milk tea for several people.

Ye Qinghe took the milk tea and smelled it first: "The aroma of tea and sweet fragrance is hard to describe, but it smells good."

Ye Qingluo smiled proudly, holding the cup and waiting for the milk tea to cool down: "It's not too cold now, wait until the coldest time in winter, have a cup of hot milk tea, it will be beautiful just thinking about it!"

Not to mention that men don’t drink milk tea, why are there gender differences in food?

He loved milk tea in his previous life, and he also saw other male students and male social animals taking photos and leaving messages in merchant reviews!

No, my own brother, Brother Hua, and Lao Bai all say that milk tea is delicious!