Furry has a good freshman gourmet restaurant

Obviously, Mr. Craftsman has quite a lot of experience in making tools. This time the juicer did not take too much time. According to the usage method given in the search bar, Anke changed the whole body of the juicer to a larger size. The container for fruits and vegetables became deeper. Anyway, there are brave men and giant dragons, so there is no need to worry about not being able to use the enlarged version of the juicer. After all, he completely trusts the power of the dragon, and there is also a magic bonus.

The method of using the juicer is very simple. Put the fruits and vegetables directly into the container, press the handle hard, and the juice will flow into the container along the groove.

"Wow! It's like a stone mill! You can squeeze juice!"

Some turbid radish juice dripped down the wooden trough, gradually increasing.

It worked!

Mr. Craftsman once again understood the wisdom of the ancients, and An Ke secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Now there are only plants that can make sugar.

Hearing the stone mill, Bernice frowned: "That's right, An Ke, why not use a stone mill to extract juice? It takes a lot of effort to redesign a special juicer."

While cleaning up the radish residues in the juicer, An Ke explained: "Because the juicer is more convenient, if you use a stone mill, not only do you need to filter the finished product many times, but the residue left by the juice may also get stuck in the stone mill. live."

Speaking of this, An Ke suddenly began to worry again. Although there is a juicer, she doesn't know when the suitable raw materials for sugar production will be found.

In fact, not only beet or sugar cane can be used in sugar production, but fruits and vegetables with high sugar content and high juice yield can be used as raw materials for sugar production. The former can be transformed with space, but the latter needs to be considered again. After all As a raw material for sugar making, it is far from enough to meet the first two points. For example, the juice will not be full of a vegetable flavor like radish juice, and the sugar produced will not become bitter due to the inclusion of other components of the plant. Or other strange smells, all these factors must be satisfied to become a qualified sugar raw material.

In the following days, An Ke devoted himself to the sugar production work, and the gourmet restaurant was completely handed over to Clear and Leo.

As expected of a dragon priest, after failing to find the plants on the blueprint given by An Ke, he immediately changed direction. With the addition of divination magic, Ferus quickly found several plants that met An Ke's requirements, although many of them Poisonous or other weird plants, but they still helped Anke a lot.

An Ke squatted down bored and looked at the juice dripping from the wooden trough, while the brave man shook the handle hard. The texture of the plant used to squeeze the juice this time is the same as that of a radish, which is very easy to produce juice, and after modification, it contains sugar. Very high volume.

Soon, An Ke had a bucket full of fruit juice, and started to boil the syrup skillfully. He had already memorized the steps of making the syrup, after all, he had failed too many times before.

Since I was not very skilled in the sugar making process at the beginning, it is easy to have some unexpected problems when using the "yellow mud water decolorization method", and even the finished product will have a bitter taste that cannot be eliminated, which is mostly the raw material for sugar making The problem is that it probably contains some unknown chemical element.

The plants sent by Ferus that meet the conditions are the last ones used today, and Anke's all hopes are pinned on it.

As time went by, seeing the water in the pot gradually evaporated and began to become sticky, An Ke was a little nervous, and the hand holding the spoon couldn't help but tighten.

call……

If it fails, he will come back twice.

Even Leo, who was sending firewood below, also slowed down, for fear of boiling the sugar water in the pot. After all, it had happened a few times before, and he also knew that these inconspicuous little things were very important to An Ke.

"It doesn't matter my lord, we will always succeed."

The process of making the syrup is long. After the water in a large bucket of fruit juice evaporates, there is very little syrup left. Before the syrup has cooled and crystallized, An Ke scooped a small spoonful and put it into his mouth.

Sweet! ?

Not bitter! !

"Leo... hurry up, try it!"

An Ke was so excited that he was incoherent, as if he had solved a century-old problem. Now he only needs to turn the brown sugar into white sugar with yellow mud and water! !

Leo threw away the firewood immediately, and couldn't wait to taste this sweet and greasy liquid: "It's so sweet!"

It is as good as honey, but it is different from honey. It is the kind of sweetness without any impurities and no other taste. In simple terms, it is put into anything, and the only thing left is sweetness.

At this moment, there is only one thought in Leo's mind: An Ke is engaged in a cause greater than magic and adventure!

I really want to tell Clear the good news quickly!

But now the dragon must be very busy in the front hall, he didn't dare to disturb him rashly, so he could only happily carry on the next step of work in the room with the two brave men.

At this time, the situation of Julong was really not very comfortable. He had just finished his work there, and suddenly another patient was sent.

"Clear! Clear! Come on, he's bleeding a lot!"

Allen helped an old man, and came in from the door in a panic. The old man looked about sixty or seventy, his right foot was on the ground, his left trouser leg was rolled up, and blood was oozing from the side, spreading down the old man's thin skin , dripping into the shoes and onto the floor, it looks like the situation is not optimistic.

"God, what a poor old man."

"It's okay, the boss and the others have potions, and they will cure this poor man."

Some customers have put down their bowls and chopsticks and began to pray silently.

Although it was very unpleasant to see such a scene during the meal time, fortunately, everyone didn't care too much, and Klier, who had already started to get used to how to get along with humans, immediately came up with a corresponding policy, giving all guests a side dish to express their apologies.

Clear said calmly: "You send him to the second floor first, and I'll be right there."

Clear chose potions with relatively good curative effects on purpose, and the bag was full.

It seems to be in pain, the old man's left leg rests on the stool, his head is leaned back, his lips are slightly white, and his eyes are half-closed.

Klier handed over a tomato: "You eat this first." Then he squatted down, "I will help you treat the wound now, it may hurt, please bear with it."

"Thank you... thank you young man."

The old man opened his eyes, and stretched out his hands tremblingly to take it. He tasted a little at first, and then started to gobble it up.

Probably the healing magic had worked. The old man's complexion was obviously much better than before, his lips had regained some color, and he spoke much more vigorously than before.

The limbs seemed to have been washed and refreshed by the rain, and even the pain in the wound was relieved a lot.

The wound was very fresh, and the blood around it hadn't coagulated yet. Clear helped the old man wipe the wound carefully. The blood was washed away, revealing a slit the length of the middle finger, but fortunately it wasn't deep, and it should heal after taking a few potions.

Julong still doesn't like to chat with people, and the surrounding is quiet. In the end, the old man probably couldn't stand the atmosphere and started talking to himself. Julong only replied "um" by chance, and there was nothing else to say .

"It's really lucky. If I relied on the medicine of the magicians, I'm afraid I would have lost this leg."

"Thank you so much. Thanks to you, I was able to research such a useful potion."

The giant dragon wound the wound for the last time, stood up, took a deep look at the old man, and gave him all the potions in his hand.

"It's okay, it doesn't take much thought."

"You rest for a while, I will go to work first."

After finally treating another patient, Clear breathed a sigh of relief secretly, as it turns out, communicating with strangers is not just for giant dragons.

But today, food halls are far less troublesome.

As soon as the dragon came downstairs, he saw Alan was fretting around a table of guests, and when he saw Klier, it was as if a holy light had descended, and he almost shouted out.

Claire stood beside Allen, trying his best to laugh out the eight teeth that An Ke said, and controlled his voice to an appropriate level: "What happened?"

No one answered, and Klier asked again in a good voice: "May I ask what happened?"

Still no one answered, the five people in front of them told the dragon what they were going to do with their actions, and two of them overturned the table to the ground, and then turned around and ran away.

Allen finally came to his senses at this time, and shouted: "They want to eat without paying!"

To put it simply, it is free food, and it is so aboveboard.

Looking at the overturned table in front of him, it happened that the two dwarf cubs painted by An Ke were facing the giant dragon. Clear had no expression on his face, but he moved quickly. He caught up with the person in front, pinched his shoulders, and his brown pupils There was a flash of strangeness.

So, when An Ke and Leo happily returned to the front hall to share the good news, what they saw was a group of people kneeling on the ground with bruised noses and swollen faces. Long put it on his hand, while Allen on the side hid behind Clear, with a proud expression of "See, this is my teammate".

The two looked at each other: finally someone triggered the super fighting power of the dragon.

The author has something to say: The sugar production method comes from Baidu. I didn’t see a specific description of the yellow mud decolorization method, and I didn’t even find it on station b. My head is bald.