The dishes I cook are invincible and delicious [System]

Song Ruan never expected that the system would make such a big deal this time.

In fact, the ancient methods of making salt are relatively rough, generally divided into two types, one is boiled salt, and the other is sun-dried salt.However, there is a problem in these two methods, that is, the impurities contained in the salt cannot be completely removed by the current technology.

Just like the bowl of egg custard last time, if Song Ruan and his parents tasted it, it should be considered a delicious delicacy.But Song Ruan could easily tell the difference.

Although there is a system now, the taste of Song Ruan's dishes will not be bad, but if there is no recipe, then with such a salt shaker, the taste will be improved by at least one level.

Looking at the reward box, Song Ruan couldn't hold back her excitement, but now it was completely dark outside, and it was almost time to go to bed, so Song Ruan had to put this task to completion tomorrow, but fortunately, the last task He hasn't moved the reward box yet, just picked it up and let him fiddle with it at night.

Song Ruan clicked on the gleaming golden box, and a recipe slowly flew out of it, floating in the air, and finally landed in his hand.

What is a 'very important recipe that is used every day'?

Song Ruan spread out the recipe carefully and read it word by word. After reading all of them, she was a little dumbfounded: it turns out that this thing that will be used every day cannot be a recipe in a strict sense, but should be said to be a recipe. tea spectrum.

Although Song Ruan was not a native of ancient times, he had some basic common sense.Tea was originally eaten into people's stomachs in the form of tea cakes, and later it gradually evolved, and the term drinking tea came into being.

The popularity of tea in ancient times can be said to have reached an astonishing level.In a merchant's house like the Song Mansion, even the slightly decent servants drank good tea; if a guest came to the door, if he didn't make a cup of fragrant and good tea, it would be disrespectful to the other party.

Song Ruan has been drinking tea for as long as he has been here. It is probably because there is a lot of sugar in modern beverages, so he is not used to drinking tea every time. Now that he has this tea recipe, Song Ruan Ruan remembered that he also had a set of tea sets in his room, and his thoughts moved unavoidably.

There are many and varied methods of making tea in ancient times. People in this era are used to making tea by ordering tea, and ordering tea has become a fashion. Even nobles will use tea ordering to fight tea when they gather for a feast.

However, ordering tea depends not only on the quality of the tea powder, but also on the owner's technique, and the process is a bit complicated, takes too long, and takes a lot of effort.And Song Ruan just wanted to test the power of this tea recipe, so he only planned to make a cup of tea by brewing.

Song Ruan rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the house, and he found a pack of well-packaged tea powder. He scooped two scoops with a tea spoon and put them in a tea bowl. uniform.

After he stirred it a few times, he could smell a faint fragrance emanating from the tea bowl, which was refreshing and contained a slight bitterness, but it was surprisingly not offensive.After a busy day, Song Ruan was already a little tired, but now when she smelled this fragrance, her head was refreshed and her fatigue disappeared.

After a lot of foam appeared on the tea bowl, the tea powder was evenly stirred. At this time, the boiling soup had turned into warm tea. Song Ruan put down the tea whisk, and with the mentality of trying it out, he picked up the tea bowl and took a sip. The mouthfeel is full-bodied, the bitterness just disappeared, leaving only a trace of sweetness and freshness in the mouth, the tea slides down the throat, like a small stream flowing down, flowing through the internal organs, gently and quietly nourishing the body. piece of land.

"..."

Song Ruan breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the bowl of tea in surprise. Although only tea powder and boiled water were added, the taste was not inferior to those drinks with various flavorings, and the fragrance of the tea was also pervasive. The whole room is comfortable and smells good.

He couldn't help but picked up the tea bowl and drank it down in one gulp. After drinking it, he felt as if his body was two catties lighter. Not only did he relieve his fatigue, but he also felt a little drowsy.

Song Ruan yawned, washed up and climbed onto the bed. As soon as his head touched the pillow, he couldn't help falling into a deep sleep.

He had no dreams all night, he just felt like a paper boat, floating steadily in a light green stream, flowing lightly and relaxed along the direction of the water to the distance...

The next day, before the girl came to call, Song Ruan woke up by himself. It may be because of enough sleep, or it may be the effect of that cup of tea, so his mind is extraordinarily refreshed, and his body seems to have recovered.

It was still early, and Song Ruan didn't disturb anyone. He quietly went to the small kitchen to make a few lotus paste buns for Song's mother to make breakfast.

I don't know when my father will come back. Now my mother and elder brother are taking care of the business in the shop, so my mother not only has to take care of me who is unconscious, but also takes care of the business, which is extraordinarily busy.But now he is almost recovered from his illness, but his mother still leaves early and returns late...

Song Ruan felt sorry for her.

He carefully packed the buns into the box, covered the outside with a layer of cloth to prevent the buns from getting cold, and then took the food box to mother Song's yard.

As soon as Song Ruan stepped into the yard with one foot, she saw Song's mother's maid busy in the yard fully dressed, and knew that Song's mother was awake.He went directly to the main room, the door was wide open, before Song Ruan entered, he heard a very clear voice.

"I only need to take a look at this thing to know that it is definitely not as good as he said. It looks similar to Huangshan Maofeng, but there is still a difference when you look closely."

Song Ruan recognized that it was his mother's voice, and there was blame in her tone, but she was not angry.

He walked into the door curiously, and saw a middle-aged man with a tall stature and elegant dress inside and sighed with some regret, "He said that this tea tree is a newly planted variety. I was also hesitant at the time, but the people next to me Raising the price...it's my fault too, I feel like we've been old friends for so many years, he probably wouldn't cheat me..."

"I'm afraid he found someone to coax you. That's all," Song's mother comforted, "Although it's not the best product, it's still passable. It's impossible to get back the money, but it's okay to sell it as ordinary tea." OK."

After she finished speaking, she looked up and saw Song Ruan and the food box in his hand. Mother Song's eyes lit up, "Why is my son here so early?"

The middle-aged man turned his head back in surprise and saw that he also had an excited expression on his face. He took a few steps forward and held Song Ruan's hand, looked it up and down carefully, and squeezed Song Ruan again. shoulder, and finally only choked out two words, "I lost weight."

There was reproach in the tone, but more distressed.

Song Ruan has realized that this is his real father, but facing the concern of the male elders, he is a little embarrassed, so Song Ruan's ears are a little red, but he just said, "What are you talking about?" ?”

"Talking about tea."

After all, Song's father is a male thinker, and he didn't care much about Song Ruan's attitude. When he mentioned this matter, he frowned, "Hey, Dad was framed by someone and bought a bunch of waste tea."

Song Ruan had seen a cloth bag on the table a long time ago, he went up to have a look, it was full of tea leaves, he couldn't tell the difference between it and Huangshan Maofeng, so he took a tea leaf and put it in his mouth Try it, and you will know the problem once you taste it.

He doesn't know much about tea, but if you compare this tea with yesterday's, it must be far inferior, bitter and bitter, with a faint taste of old tea.

Seeing Song Ruan's reaction, Song's mother turned her face to Song's father and said, "So I said, next time you want to buy tea, ask me to accompany you, so as not to be tricked by others."

"Hey, I won't do business with his family again next time."

Father Song was a little annoyed, tied up the cloth bag, and planned to take it out and sell it at a low market price.

"and many more."

Song Ruan looked at the cloth bag and suddenly said, "Father, what is your purchase price for this batch of tea?"

"what happened?"

Song's father and Song's mother looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally compared a number.

"... so much silver?"

Song Ruan frowned slightly, "Then how much did you buy?"

Father Song's face became even more sad, and he made another count.

"..."

Even Song Ruan, who was mentally prepared, couldn't help but gasped.

A catty of tea is ten taels of silver, and his father actually bought more than 100 catties!

1000 taels doesn't sound like much, but one must know that the proper annual salary of the seventh-rank magistrate is only forty taels of silver.The ancient tea industry was basically monopolized by the government, and only wealthy merchants with extremely strong financial resources dared to get involved in this business. It was only at this time that Song Ruan knew that the Song family was so rich...

He grabbed a small handful of tea leaves with complicated emotions, rubbed them, and had already made a decision in his heart, "Father, don't touch these tea leaves, you can find a reason to invite those tea vendors who framed you, I will teach you a lesson in my own way." Teach them a lesson."

Song's father was slightly startled, he turned to look at Song's mother, he also saw the confusion on his wife's face, he was even more uncertain, "Ruan'er, what are you going to do?"

"doing what?"

Song Ruan let go of his hand, and the tea leaves fell from his palm and scattered on the table. He smiled and said softly, "Whatever price they sell to dad, I will double the price."