Ugly Peasant Wife: Money Grubber

However, these were all fruit for the season. It was quite a pity that they would not be tasted after some time had passed.

Especially this hawthorn, rice after a little can still promote digestion!

This way, the idea of making the jam in Yang Xinyu's mind became even clearer.

Not only jam, but also wild fruit peeling and coring to make dried fruit!

Listening to Hee Zijun, he realized that there weren't any new things like jams and dried fruits.

Making the fruit into dried fruit during the season would allow him to preserve it for a longer period of time and also allow it to serve as a dessert for the meal before and after.

I can't go back now. I have to live a good life.

Jam dried fruit production cost is low, if can sell for sure is the business of making money.

In other words, if she couldn't sell it well, she would only lose a bit of money to buy the candies, so it wasn't too much of a loss.

If he didn't try it, how would he know what the result would be?

Yang Xinyu immediately told Hee Zijun that she wanted to make the jams and dried fruit.

This was the first time Hee Zijun had heard of this, and he found it very strange, "Fifth Sister-in-law, you said that you can make wild fruits into fruits … If the fruit is dried, will it become untasty? "

According to the Fifth Sister-in-law, the jam was made from fruits that were cooked into juice and eaten together with cakes.

But the dried fruit was dried, so how could it taste so good?

Hee Zijun couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried.

"Of course not!" Yang Xinyu explained, "This dried fruit is also called preserves, it's just a snack made from dried fruits. Although there's no moisture in the fresh fruit, the taste is definitely not worse than fresh fruits!"

"Alright, let's pick more then!"

Hee Zijun was skinny and nimble. He climbed up the Pear Tree and let Yang Xinyu pick up the pears from the basket under the tree.

In a short while, the two of them had harvested a basket full of pears.

Hawthorn trees were scattered, and they picked some.

However, the thing that was picked the most was still Riko. Riko was originally sweet to the taste, so when it was done, one did not need to add too much sweet water to preserve its deliciousness.

Furthermore, if he calculated carefully, the cost of making the pear jam would be reduced to a minimum.

However, if he wanted to make jam, he would need pectin as a raw material.

Natural propectin exists in the fruits, roots, stems and leaves of plants. Citrus, lemon, grapefruit and other fruit skins contain the most propectin.

Yang Xinyu thought for a while, then said: "It's getting late, so let's go back first. You make some food, I'll come over once more to pick more oranges."

She was afraid that the fruit would not be able to produce the gel's effect, so she decided to extract some of the gel's original substance from the tangerine.

Of course, other than this, she also wanted to visit that man in Back Mountain.

The autumn sunlight shone through the trees into the Back Mountain and forest, occasionally the breeze would blow away the hot air on Yang Xinyu's body.

After walking into the cave, Su Xigui's eyes were tightly shut, his brows were knitted, and he seemed to be in deep sleep.

Yang Xinyu also didn't want to wake him up, so she put down the rabbit meat and the fruits she just picked and planned to leave.

His face was flushed red, but his lips were snow-white …

Yang Xinyu's expression, which had just slowed down, couldn't help but darken, and she stretched a hand out to her forehead.

So hot!

Yang Xinyu knew that his wound must have worsened, hence she immediately squatted down to check on his wound.

Sure enough, he lifted the collar of his shirt, which had been soaked in blood until it became stiff, and he could clearly see that the wound on his chest had already partially festered due to not applying the medicinal herb in time.

Due to the pus, the bandages she had put on the day before yesterday stuck tightly to his wounds, making it difficult to remove them.

My god, didn't he know that he had to change his herb? What should he do now?

Perhaps Yang Xinyu's movements were too big that it hurt him, so Su Xigui slowly opened his eyes. "Miss, you … "It's here …"

Yang Xinyu did not know why, but she felt annoyed. "You, why do you not put your life in your eyes?"

If he didn't care about his own life, why would she keep saving his life?

Su Xigui curled his lips with difficulty, and then forced out a smile, "I will have to trouble Miss again. Yesterday, when I was about to go look for medicinal herbs, I did not expect my wound to rupture, and after a few rounds, I developed a high fever … "I don't know when, but he fainted …"

Strangely, he had always been a germaphobic person. If it was before, he wouldn't be able to stand this woman's stench.

But when he looked at Yang Xinyu's silly face, he actually felt that it was a little intimate.

"Never mind, don't say anything. You'll hurt me later." While Yang Xinyu was speaking, she had already taken out the dagger in her bosom and lightly cut the bandage on his chest.

Su Xigui's body stiffened, he inhaled a breath of cold air, but did not forget to put on a brave front, "Young miss's technique... It seems that you are very familiar with it. May I know where my master is from? "

Yang Xinyu had learnt some medical skills in the past, but they were just superficial knowledge.

She rolled her eyes and said snappily, "Where is Master? Butcher Zhang, do you know? "

In short, she was a pig killer.

Su Xigui didn't say anything this time, he just closed his eyes and let Yang Xinyu do whatever she wanted.

Other than the suppuration, some of the wounds on the bandage had also rotted. As he leaned closer, he could smell the smell of rotting flesh.