I Awakened to a Farming TALENT

## Chapter 59: Jin Feifan's New Invention

The best time to knock down osmanthus flowers is before 9 a.m.

At that hour, the flowers are heavy with morning dew and easily broken. A gentle tap of a bamboo pole against the branches sends them fluttering down in a fragrant shower—like experiencing an osmanthus rain.

Jiang Tingyun and Jin Feifan spread the oilcloth they had brought under the tree. With light taps of the bamboo pole, countless osmanthus flowers, along with some leaves, fell onto the cloth.

Jiang Tingyun picked out the leaves and twigs, then sifted out the finer debris with a sieve. After sifting several times, the osmanthus was basically clean.

The two worked well together—one tapping, one sifting. Before long, they had collected a large bag full.

The osmanthus still had quite a bit of debris, and being fresh, it retained a lot of moisture, making it heavy on the scale.

But seeing how difficult life was for the grandmother and granddaughter, and since this was high-quality golden osmanthus, Jiang Tingyun gave them a generous weight and paid a round sum, tucking the money into the woman's hands.

The woman's expression finally relaxed. She thanked Jiang Tingyun and Jin Feifan repeatedly.

Jin Feifan noticed that the house seemed to show signs of only two people living there.

He couldn't help asking, "Just the two of you live here? What about her parents?"

The little girl named Xiao Qiu answered directly, not yet old enough to be guarded. "My mom and dad went out to work. They'll be back for New Year's."

Jiang Tingyun felt a slight relief. At least there were adults.

...

The two loaded the osmanthus onto the electric tricycle. The flowers were still fresh and needed to be dried in the shade for longer storage.

Jiang Tingyun also bought some missing seasonings and ingredients at the market and ordered some meat and fresh vegetables, to be picked up tomorrow, for the restaurant's reopening.

When everything was ready, Jin Feifan drove the tricycle back toward Qionghua Eatery.

But he looked deeply thoughtful, his brow furrowed, lost in thought.

After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help asking, "Sect Master, what was wrong with Xiao Qiu's grandmother? Her legs looked fine, but she could barely move—shuffling along all shaky."

Jiang Tingyun had already noticed that the woman's gait was the typical festinating gait of Parkinson's disease. The medication for treating Parkinson's, Madopar, had been sitting on the table inside.

So she said directly, "Xiao Qiu's grandmother most likely has Parkinson's. That's how people with the condition walk."

Jin Feifan quickly asked, "Can it be cured?"

Jiang Tingyun hesitated, then shook her head. "In theory, it can only be managed."

Jin Feifan thought for a moment. "Sect Master, it's really inconvenient for her to walk, leaning on that chair. I have an idea."

"For example, I could modify the chair into a walking aid. Add universal wheels to the base for mobility, increase the weight of the frame for stability, add anti-slip supports, and install underarm supports on both sides to reduce the strain on her hands."

Jiang Tingyun nodded approvingly. "That's completely doable. But while you make it easier for her to move, you have to ensure safety and stability. Parkinson's patients fall easily."

Jin Feifan got excited. "That's not hard either! For example, I could add brakes to the armrests so she can stop anytime. Make the front wheels smaller and the rear wheels larger, with a vertical support rod between the big wheels. If she puts weight on it wrong, it'll increase friction and stabilize the pivot point."

He went on enthusiastically about things like visual feedback, balance stability, and more.

Jiang Tingyun didn't really understand all of Jin Feifan's technical concepts. So she simply said, "Okay. Go ahead and try making it. I'll give you some money for materials."

Jin Feifan cried out in surprise and delight. In his excitement, he let go of the handlebars with both hands. The tricycle immediately swerved and tipped into a ditch.

Jiang Tingyun nearly fell out. She yelled, "Jin Feifan! Focus on driving the tricycle first!"

After they managed to push the tricycle out of the ditch, she added sternly, "Jin Feifan, after you build that walking aid, you have to test it thoroughly to make sure it's safe. Don't you dare give it to Xiao Qiu's grandmother before then!!"

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Back at Qionghua Eatery, Jiang Tingyun started processing the osmanthus.

The flowers still had a lot of debris. She poured them out, sifted them carefully again, blew off the surface dust, and picked out any wilted or shriveled ones by hand.

Osmanthus can be air-dried in the shade or dried at low temperature in an oven. If done properly, the flowers retain their golden color and fresh taste, with no off flavors, while preserving the fragrance.

Jiang Tingyun set aside some osmanthus, soaked them in salt water, rinsed them clean, then dried them in the oven to make osmanthus honey.

In a clean, dry jar, she layered wild honey and osmanthus—making sure the bottom and top layers were honey to seal them. Sealed and stored, this became osmanthus honey.

She found another jar, layered white sugar and osmanthus until full, creating a different type of preserved osmanthus.

The remaining osmanthus she didn't put in the oven. Instead, she spread them on bamboo mats to air-dry fully in the autumn breeze.

After finishing with the osmanthus, Jiang Tingyun felt drowsy and lightheaded—her nose completely overwhelmed by the fragrance. She was practically drunk on the scent.

She forced herself to stay alert and gathered the acorns that had already dried. After thorough sun-drying, the acorns had turned brown and brittle, and their outer shells had naturally fallen off.

Using Jin Feifan's gadget, she extracted the acorn flesh.

It tasted bitter and astringent. She sniffed it and suspected the flesh still wasn't fully dried.

She would need to dry them for a few more days, then grind them into powder.

But even after grinding, they still couldn't be eaten. The powder had to be soaked in water for several days, with frequent water changes, to remove the astringency. Finally, the acorn paste that settled at the bottom of the bucket would be dried and collected—that was authentic acorn starch.

This starch could be stored for a long time and was the raw material for acorn jelly.

Acorn starch was mostly exported to Western countries or Japan, where people especially loved it.

Here, with abundant local produce and no shortage of grain, people preferred the refreshing and convenient mung bean jelly.

Thinking about all this, Jiang Tingyun realized how much trouble went into making acorn jelly. If Cao Zhizhi hadn't picked so many acorns, there was no way she would have bothered.

...

Soon it was the next day. Jiang Tingyun went to the market early to pick up the ingredients she had ordered—half a basket of pork intestines.

She happily took a photo and posted it in the group.

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**【Qionghua Eatery - Chef Jiang: [photo][photo] Reopening for business today. Today's main dish is Osmanthus Pork Intestines. Stay tuned!】**

**【Wanzi Loves Junjun: ..........】**

**【Bro Jie: ...Is that the osmanthus I'm thinking of, and the intestines I'm thinking of?】**

**【Big Head Loves Meat: ...Wow, Osmanthus Pork Intestines... Fans of osmanthus and fans of intestines are both speechless.]**

**【Fangfang's Face Isn't Square: Boss Jiang, I suspect you're creating something very new...】**

**【Young Master Qi alfred: A critical hit first thing in the morning. Sorry, I'm going to go throw up.]**