Chapter 25 Homemade Jam
Cheng Weiyao saw the expressions of everyone when she turned her head. She smiled and shook the wild fruit she picked.

"Chengming, if you want to eat, take it yourself, there is no good thing in the world..."

Cheng Weiyao's remark was firstly to think of a suitable excuse when picking wild fruits, and secondly to seize the opportunity to educate, for fear of teaching a second Wen Liyu.

A group of children have already gathered under the fruit tree eagerly, looking at Wen Chengming fawningly: "Wen Chengming, let's discuss it? You certainly can't take much by yourself, let's help..."

"Well, let's help, can you share some with us later?"

Wen Chengming was a little flattered, he looked up at Cheng Weiyao, his eyes were full of inquiries.

"It doesn't matter, they are all your friends, as long as you catch them, it's fine. If these wild fruits are not picked, they will be left on the tree and no one will take care of them. They will rot after a while..."

Cheng Weiyao bent the corner of her mouth, reached out and gently threw the wild fruit in the direction of the children, and the children hurriedly followed it with their clothes open.

Cheng Weiyao didn't come down from the tree lightly until all the wild fruits in sight were picked.

"Cheng Ming, why don't you thank sister-in-law?"

The imperial concubine had been resting after eating, and although she disapproved of Cheng Weiyao's behavior, she still admired Cheng Weiyao himself.

Wen Chengming and several children from her natal family bowed one after another, but this time it was Cheng Weiyao's turn to feel a little embarrassed.

"Ham, be polite, we are all a family. The skills I learned when picking kites for my eldest sister in the mansion, I didn't expect it to come in handy today..."

Cheng Weiyao took this opportunity to briefly explain her ability to climb trees. Although she didn't say much, everyone understood.

Not only the state government, but every household has a clear lineage. Cheng Weining, the daughter of the big house, can even let Cheng Weiyao marry someone, not to mention the harsh treatment and orders in daily life.

"Okay, let's go, let your sister-in-law have a rest."

After hearing this, the imperial concubine's eyes became even more affectionate. Before she entered the palace, she was also the concubine of the family. She was trained by the mistress before, and she was unintentionally proficient in many household chores.

With the imperial concubine taking care of her, Cheng Weiyao leaned on the big rock to rest, but her spiritual consciousness had actually entered the QQ farm.

During this period of time, Wen Chengyun didn't show much on the surface, but in fact secretly favored Cheng Weiyao secretly, and Cheng Weiyao smiled happily when he saw the points.

The crops in the field will wither if they are not collected in time. After Cheng Weiyao put all the mature crops into the warehouse, the strange voice of the system sounded again.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully opening the farm store!"

As soon as the voice fell, a small shop appeared next to the hut, stacked with all kinds of crop seeds and farm decorations.

Cheng Weiyao frowned slightly, is it really the way of playing web games back then?I thought I could only collect species from the outside world, but I didn't expect that the gameplay of the farm store has also been inherited.

She walked over quickly, intending to see if there were any seasonal crop seeds, but the level was too low, and the only ones that had been unlocked were grass, white radish, carrot, and Chinese cabbage.

These crops are temporarily inconvenient to take out on the way to exile, Cheng Weiyao thought about it and bought some seeds first, and planted them when there is a chance...

"Sister-in-law, you eat too..."

Wen Chengming walked up to Cheng Weiyao with the washed wild fruit in his hands, his face was a little shy, and he couldn't eat it until he remembered that the hero hadn't even eaten a bite...

The soft and waxy voice called Cheng Weiyao's consciousness back from the QQ farm, and she reached out to take the wild fruit from Wen Chengming in the blink of an eye.

It’s true that there are too many picks. Children love to eat this sweet and sour fruit, but after 3 minutes of heat, they don’t want it anymore.

Cheng Weiyao took a bite, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it was a pity. Based on the principle of not wasting food, she had a whim and wanted to try making jam.

As soon as it was done, Cheng Weiyao took off the leaves of the wild fruits and washed them again, added a little water, and started to boil.

After simmering on a low fire, the sweet aroma of the fruit floated in the air. With a thought, Cheng Weiyao took a small handful of sugar from the farm space and sprinkled it in while stirring constantly.

"What are you doing, can this thing be eaten? It looks like a mess..."

Wen Liyu followed the scent, her nose moved slightly, and when she realized that the scent came from Cheng Weiyao's indescribable pot, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly.

If mushroom soup looks like a decent dish at least, then Cheng Weiyao's is a pot of brightly colored goo...

"Homemade jam, maybe it can be used to improve the taste of dry food biscuits? You can also drink it in water. See if there are any jars in the supplies, and find two for me."

Cheng Weiyao said, but kept stirring in her hands, now the jam in the pot is thick, and it is the critical time to collect the juice.

She couldn't move her hands to look for the jars. Without preservatives, the shelf life of the jam would not be too long, and it needed to be stored in an airtight jar without water.

"Is my sister-in-law getting better soon? Can I have a taste?"

A group of children pushed Wen Chengming and surrounded him. What's more, they accidentally touched the pot with their hands, and hurriedly shrank back and blew.

Cheng Weiyao was amused by the greedy faces of each one: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, you have to let it cool after cooking..."

However, it was not only the children who were attracted by the aroma of the jam, the felons who had rioted before also walked over in shackles.

The sound of the shackles being dragged on the ground was harsh, and the children were afraid of these long and vicious felons, so they scattered and hid behind their adults.

"The craftsmanship is not bad, give me a few to try?"

The felony criminals came at the right time, Cheng Weiyao glanced around, Wen Chengyun disappeared from the resting stone at some point.

"Look at you man, I was just called to talk by the messenger. We don't have any evil intentions, we just asked you to stutter..."

The felons smiled and surrounded themselves consciously, obviously intending to bully the few with the more.

During the previous riots, because the handcuffs were made of wood, they were damaged as soon as they were freed, so the felons had no restraints on their hands.

"Ming grabbing, right? Come here again and don't blame me for being rude..."

Cheng Weiyao's eyes narrowed slightly, and as soon as the fire was turned off, the hand holding the spatula tightened a little bit.

Most modern spatulas are light and portable, made of silicone and stainless steel, but the ancient spatulas are all made of iron, which are heavy and feel, with thin and sharp blades.

If it's really necessary, it's okay to use it as a weapon...

(End of this chapter)

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