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Jiang Yao exclaimed in shock: “Isn't that too hentai?!”

"Of course, if everyone finds it too hentai, we can completely abandon making yogurt. This won't have too big of an impact on our lives now, it'll just mean no chilled yogurt and stir-fried yogurt."

"You can even make stir-fried yogurt?!"

Lu Zhe nodded: "Believe it or not, with yogurt and potassium nitrate, I can make it!"

Lin Qianqian excitedly said: "Although we can't have ice cream, being able to have stir-fried yogurt is still a pretty happy thing!"

Ning Shu also nodded: "Sisters, this is a good deal!"

Jiang Yao also couldn't resist the temptation of stir-fried yogurt: "Then...okay!"

"There's another issue..." Shen Bing was a bit troubled: "How should we understand this intestinal extract?"

"It's not poop, is it?!"

"Actually, just twist a cotton swab around inside, then stir it in the sterile milk a few times. That's all."

The girls looked at each other. Although they felt some revulsion, they really couldn't stand passing up stir-fried yogurt.

"What about Guo'er?"

"Should we wake her up?"

"She's sleeping so soundly, I don't have the heart to disturb her!"

"Looking at how she's drooling...drool wouldn't be hard to get."

"What about the other one?"

Qianqian thought for a moment: "I'll do it!"

"Bro Zhe, what are you doing...I wasn't ready..."

Lin Qianqian's voice woke up Tang Xiaoguo. She mumbled with her eyes still closed.

"No, no, no, I'm ready...I'm ready!"

Not knowing what scenario Tang Xiaoguo was dreaming about, she suddenly changed her stance.

Qianqian cautiously reached over. Her fingers felt wet all over.

The slippery feeling was a bit familiar.

It started to hurt if she touched more.

Oh well, this should be enough!

Lin Qianqian dipped her fingers in one of the cups, completing the inoculation.

Different bacterial cultures were inoculated into different cans. Next was to wait.

The nighttime temperature was still in the mid-30s Celsius, suitable for fermenting yogurt. After sleeping through the night, they could see the results.

Everyone drank some more water, used their individual sweat rags, and fanned themselves to sleep in the heat.

August 14th, Sunday, the 66th day stranded on the deserted island!

The first thing everyone did after getting up was to check on the yogurt.

The twenty-odd cups of yogurt had all fermented into different forms. Some gave off a sour, rotten smell, some smelled like rotten bananas, some turned granular, some separated into layers...

Among them, six cups had formed a creamy yogurt texture.

And of those six, one cup's yogurt had fermented the best.

Taking a whiff, it gave off a nice yogurt aroma.

Lu Zhe used a bamboo spoon to scoop a bit and taste it. It was fully creamy and yogurt flavored.

If some sugar or honey was added, then chilled, it would be no different from store-bought yogurt.

"The effect is actually better than I imagined!" Lu Zhe looked at the label, "Why didn't anyone write who inoculated this one?"

Just as Lu Zhe was puzzled, Tang Xiaoguo sat up, grabbed her messy hair, and yelled, "Stinky Lu Zhe, you stood me up again!"

"Tang Xiaoguo what's wrong with you, when did I ever stand you up?"

Tang Xiaoguo looked left and right, as if just waking from a dream: "Oh...I dreamed you stood me up!"

Lu Zhe very innocently said: "Hmph, you're blaming me for something in a dream?"

"I'm hurt, come comfort me..."

"No time!"

"Hey, what are you guys doing?"

Seeing everyone huddled together, Tang Xiaoguo put on her slippers and curiously came over: "What's with all these little bottles?"

"We're researching how to make yogurt."

"Wow, yogurt?" Tang Xiaoguo scooped some from a decent looking cup with her finger and put it in her mouth: "Hmm, not sweet!"

"Because we didn't add honey yet. Adding honey will make the texture much better."

Tang Xiaoguo looked again: "Intestinal extract...what does that mean?"

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