Bring space to become a real daughter

Chapter 81 Problem Solving + Black Sesame Pills

Seeing that the scene was ruined by him, the young man who failed to hold the basketball felt that he was really guilty. It didn't matter that he didn't like to study, but now he was disturbing other people's studies in other people's homes. It was really inappropriate.

Ye Huan came out of his immersion when he heard the voice, while Ye Minghui was a little annoyed and almost had a specific idea for this question.

Ye Minghui glared angrily at the person who had just made the sound. He glared at the person, looked at the question in front of him and said sheepishly: "How about I teach you."

Ye Minghui didn't believe him and asked suspiciously: "Can you do it?"

This is being looked down upon by others. No matter how bad I am at studying, I don't necessarily know how to solve a junior high school question.

With this mentality, the teenagers felt that it was time to show their skills, otherwise they might think that they were really noobs.

But even though he was full of confidence, he fell silent a few seconds after seeing the question. What kind of question was this? Is it really a question that junior high school students should do?

Silence, still silence, finally Ye Minghui asked tentatively: "Is it possible that you don't know what to do?"

How could he say he didn't know when his own face was at stake? The young man said vehemently: "Come on, don't disturb me. I'll lose all my ideas if you make a fuss."

Ye Minghui listened to these familiar words and looked at the way he was thinking. The more he looked at it, the more familiar he felt. Isn't this the way his deskmate looked at doing the questions? Even the words he said were exactly the same. Thinking about his deskmate's results,

Ye Minghui didn't believe his level anymore, but at least he remembered that he was the one asking for help, so he could only eat the cake honestly and wait for him to tell him how to solve the problem.

The young man took a pen on the scratch paper and used his own experience to solve the problem from different angles. However, the problem was not sympathetic to him at all, and all of them avoided his train of thought.

The young man couldn't help but started to spin his pen. Maybe it was because his nerves were no longer so tense, but it allowed him to find some ideas.

The young man followed this line of thought with great success and finally successfully solved the problem.

The moment he solved the question, the boy felt that he was really great. Sure enough, how could a junior high school question be so difficult for him? He had already graduated from junior high school?

When the young man raised his head and confidently wanted to teach Ye Minghui his own thinking, he found that a group of them had no sense of loyalty at all and actually started eating while he was thinking.

Seeing them immersed in making cakes and eating cakes with one hand, he felt that he was too stupid when he was thinking about the topic just now. He could obviously eat and think at the same time, so why should he be so honest?

Just as he was about to get angry, he noticed a small plate being pushed over.

The young man looked up and realized that it was given to him by sister Ye Huan.

For a moment, the young man felt that his vision was indeed right. Sister Ye Huan is really a considerate person! Look at these guys, they forget about their brothers when they have food. There is really no brotherly love at all!

The boy picked up a piece of pancake. The pancake was already a little cold, but he could still smell the tempting aroma when he put it to his mouth.

It seemed that for a moment my stomach was so full that I was about to growl.

Although there were only seven of them together, they all said that even a young man would be too poor to eat. The seven of them together ate a large bowl of steamed cakes and a dozen soybean-flavored pancakes.

Looking at the bare plates, the five teenagers felt a little embarrassed. After all, they had eaten so much food, and they all thought about sending something over to make up for it when they went back. After all, it was not easy for anyone.

After eating and being taught the questions, Ye Minghui asked them for advice on the difficult questions he didn't know.

Everyone took the question and began to think about whether it would be too embarrassing to ask to go home now.

Ye Minghui seemed to be aware of their thoughts and said: "Brothers can't do it, right? No way, don't brothers say that you are very powerful? Is it possible that you really can't do it and you have to find an excuse to leave?

Bar!"

Ye Minghui looked at them in his heart and felt funny. Humph, how could they rest while he was studying? Didn't they say everything was fine? Then let's learn together! It's impossible to just learn from Sister Huanhuan by himself!

The escape route was blocked by him, and with Ye Huan by his side, for their sake, how could any of them dare to admit that they just wanted to find an excuse to leave?

The youngest of these five teenagers is also in the same grade as Ye Minghui, so Ye Minghui doesn't worry about them not having learned anything when he asks them questions.

Except for two who love to study, the other three are just average. But in order to prove that they can do it, they began to rack their brains to think about how to solve this problem.

But after they finally told Ye Minghui his ideas for solving the problem, they didn't want to stay for a moment longer. They stood up and left. After all, who knew whether Ye Minghui would suddenly find some problems to ask them for help.

After returning home, these teenagers took out their textbooks and started reading for the first time. The parents who didn't understand what happened were a little happy. After all, if their children are still studying, they will have a good future.

So I wasn't unhappy when my children said they wanted to send something to Ye's house. After all, they took advantage this time.

Later, because they went to Ye's house to play from time to time, they received good influences and became better. As a result, the families of these five teenagers always wanted to thank the Ye family.

As a result, Ye Mingzhi and Ying Anan's work became smoother, and even if there were any rumors later, they would help prove and clarify them.

After everyone left on the second day, Ye Huan started making black sesame balls.

The book given by grandpa recorded an ancient method of black sesame balls that required nine steaming and nine drying. However, due to weather problems, Ye Huan had no choice but to give up and make simpler black sesame balls instead.

Wash black sesame seeds, black rice, black beans and other materials, remove some dry and insect-eaten materials floating on the water, and use gauze to control the moisture.

Then stir-fry the ingredients in a pot, then grind them into fine powder with a stone mill, and mix the fine powder evenly according to a certain ratio.

Honey is needed to make black sesame balls. Although it is available in the space, it is not available at home. I am afraid that someone will taste it. Ye Huan can only start to boil the syrup. After the syrup is boiled, pour some of the prepared fine powder into it, and then continue to

Mix evenly.

Turn off the heat, let it cool slightly and then start rolling it into evenly sized balls with your hands.

After that, I started to repeat the operation, but this time I added some extra spiritual springs, and I can feel that the taste of the finished product is more intense than before.

Wrap the black sesame balls separately with oil paper, and put all the black sesame balls with Lingquan water into the space.

Ye Huan did not waste the remaining powder. He added the ground sugar and stirred it evenly before putting it in a jar. The ingredients for the black sesame paste were ready. Of course, Ye Huan did not forget to put away the part he took out.

Because of the stone mill used, Ye Huan simply ground all the needed materials into powder, such as rice flour, wheat flour, corn flour, soybean flour, peanut flour, etc.

Put the ground powder into separate jars and write names on the jars.

At the same time, because grinding powder would cause some losses, Ye Huan took this opportunity to secretly add some amount to these jars.

(End of chapter)