Through the otherworldly peerless

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

Wushuang opened the door and came out, and raised his finger at Yi to silence the sound.

"B, keep your voice down, C is still sleeping."

B was surprised and said, "He's sleeping again? Didn't Jiuba leave? Why..."

Wushuang: "Jiuba seems to have given him a task before he left. Last night he practiced alone until dawn and didn't come back. I think he is worse than Jiuba."

"Ah?" B glanced at the door, pursed his lips and said firmly, "Your Highness, from today onwards, I will practice with C! Then I can protect Your Highness with C!"

Wushuang hurriedly waved his hands: "No, you can't, Jiuba said, Bing has a special physique, and he can recover his vitality after a day's rest. If you practice with him, you probably haven't made a name for yourself, and half your life is gone."

B said angrily, "It's all my fault, I'm so useless."

Wushuang saw that B wanted to go into a corner again, and said: "Everyone in this world has their own things they are good at. For example, B, your current cooking skills, I can guarantee that you are not as good as you in the entire Xia Dynasty! Take a look at your cooking skills. Bean, how popular it is!"

B quickly gained strength from Wu Shuang's words, raised his head and said, "That's true, Your Highness, you don't even know, but now we have twice as many beans as before! Wait—I seem to have forgotten something thing."

B thought for a while, then clapped his hands: "Yes! Beans! Your Highness, the stone mill you want has just been delivered, and Xi brought it to you personally with the craftsmen. Right now, they are waiting for you in the small kitchen In the past!"

Wushuang was surprised: "It's done? My God, they finally finished it! Come on, let's go and see."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Wushuang took Yi to the small kitchen, where the craftsmen whom he had met that day were there, and Xi who led them, and now standing in front of the stone mill, looking left and right, was Xiangkang.

Wushuang raised his eyebrows, he was not surprised that Xiangkang would come, speaking of it, he should come too.

"Master Xiangkang."

Wushuang greeted him first, Xiangkang raised his head to see the man, and smiled kindly: "Master Wushuang, you are here, come and tell me, what are you using these two round stones for? "

Seeing Wushuang, Xi stepped forward and said, "My lord, the things you want are already done. I specially reserved a few craftsmen. Let's see if these are the things you want."

Wushuang nodded: "Well, thank you, you did a good job."

Xi laughed and said, "My lord is too polite, this is what a slave should do."

Wushuang walked to the stone mill and examined each of them carefully.

The artisans standing behind the stone mill they made were indeed sweating profusely. The weather in April, the sweat flowed like this, so naturally it would not be hot. Wu Shuang used his toes to figure it out. It must be Tin who told them before What threats.

Xiangkang also went to Wushuang's side to watch with him. He couldn't see anything anyway. Seeing Wushuang's expression of contemplation, Xiangkang smiled: "My lord, did they do something wrong?"

Wushuang rubbed his chin: "Well..."

Several craftsmen have already started to swallow their saliva and shake their legs.

Wushuang turned to B and said, "B, go get some water and soak the beans."

Xiangkang was puzzled: "Soak beans? What's the meaning of this?"

Wushuang explained: "You can't see it this way, you have to experiment with soaked beans."

Xiangkang asked again: "Then how long do the beans have to soak?"

Wushuang thought for a while: "About an hour?"

Xiangkang was surprised: "An hour?"

Wushuang nodded: "Yes, the beans have to be soaked before we can use this stone mill, Mr. Xiangkang, do you want to stay and wait?"

Xiangkang thought for a while: "Of course I want to wait with you, my lord, but today's business..."

Wushuang: "Understood, then Mr. Xiangkang will go to work first."

Xiangkang nodded: "Thank you for your understanding, sir."

Xiangkang said to Xi again: "Xi, you can stay here and wait with these craftsmen. If the result does not satisfy the adults, these craftsmen will be handed over to the adults and let the adults deal with it!"

The craftsmen huffed and knelt on the ground, shaking with fear.

Xiangkang bid farewell to Wushuang again, and left the small kitchen. Wushuang watched the people leave, and said to the craftsmen who were kneeling all over the ground: "What are you doing kneeling? Get up, I haven't blamed you yet. .”

Craftsmen: "Yes... yes, my lord."

Wushuang looked at the sky: "Anyway, if you are idle, you are idle. B, go and get some fried beans. I want to eat and chat with the craftsmen."

B said: "My lord, I have run out of fried beans."

Wushuang: "Won't you do it first if you don't have one?"

B: "Yes, my lord, the servant will fry a portion of beans for you now."

So B, in front of the artisans in the yard, began to prepare fried beans, first picked the beans, and then prepared the sand for fried beans, step by step very carefully, the craftsmen were idle and bored, and watched B busy with wide eyes, mainly for their first time It is very novel to see people cooking with sand.

Xi found out, and yelled at them: "What are you looking at? If you dare to look around again, be careful that I gouged your eyes!"

Wushuang: "Xi, why did you say it so bloody? They just want to see it and let them see it. What's so strange about Chaodouzi, which is known to everyone in the City Lord's Mansion?"

Xi: "My lord..."

Wushuang ignored him, and turned to ask the craftsmen, "Have you ever eaten fried beans? You can tell by looking at you like this that you must have never eaten them, hum! I will let you have a good taste of what is delicious in the world later!"

The craftsmen looked at Wushuang, but they were too timid to speak. They just turned their heads to look at B who was frying sand in front of the stove, and felt that his eyes were bigger than before.

Wushuang couldn't understand their country bumpkin's appearance, so he looked like a flower peacock proudly, explaining to them how to fry beans to make them delicious.

"To stir-fry beans, you need to soak the beans in cold water beforehand. It doesn't take too long, just soak for a while, and then you have to wait for the water on the beans to dry, so that the fried beans will be more fragrant."

"The sand, you can't pour it directly into the pot, you have to sieve it into the pot little by little, so that the sand will be fine!"

"After the sand is heated, the beans can be poured in, and then stir-fried continuously to bring out the fragrance of the beans. The fried beans bloom, so the beans are crispy, and children and the elderly can still chew them into pieces!"

"The fried beans have to be sifted again, and the sand can be cleaned before eating!"

B wiped the sweat off his brow: "Your Highness, the beans are ready!"

Wushuang raised his chin: "Bring it up, let them all see and see."

"Yes, Your Highness."

B brought the fried beans in front of the craftsmen, and all the craftsmen stretched their necks to look at it. Some people couldn't help but muttered: "It's so delicious..."

Wushuang snorted softly: "Of course, and it not only smells good, it tastes even better!"

The craftsmen looked at Wushuang and swallowed. This time, they were not scared, but greedy, but still no one dared to reach out.

Seeing that they refused to eat, Wushuang raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "What? You don't believe it?"

The craftsmen waved their hands: "Don't dare, my lord, we dare not."

"That's not unbelievable!" Wushuang said angrily, "If you don't believe me, try it yourself and you'll know! Hurry up! Give me a taste of everything, and I will beat anyone who refuses to eat it!"

The craftsmen will be beaten if they don't eat it. Is there such a good thing in the world?One by one, they reached out their hands to grab a handful, and stuffed them into their mouths.

Wushuang said again: "Who told you to eat like this? How can you taste the flavor after eating so quickly? Let me taste each one slowly!"

The craftsmen narrowed their long mouths again, and started to eat the beans one by one with their fingertips.

Eating and eating, you can't stop.

Some younger craftsmen couldn't hold back and said: "It's really delicious! It's so fragrant!"

After speaking, he was frightened, and quickly raised his head to look at Wushuang cautiously.

Unexpectedly, instead of scolding him for talking too much, Wu Shuang said happily, "That's right! You are very discerning, B, I'll give him a bag of fried beans later and let him take it away."

B: "Yes, my lord."

The young craftsman was stunned. Until the beans were actually held in his hands, the young craftsman still felt that he might be dreaming.

After eating fried beans, the soaked beans over there were almost ready, so Wushuang asked B to start experimenting with those stone mills.

The craftsmen, who had just eaten beans and felt full of satiety, felt like they were in a dream, suddenly began to feel uneasy again.

Wushuang asked B to try one by one. He had taught B how to use the stone mill before, and now he just needs to stand by and watch B operate.

B puts the soaked beans into the round hole on the top of the stone mill, stretches out his hand and pushes the handle to turn the stone mill. At the beginning, it is a bit difficult to turn, but B uses some strength, and the stone mill starts to turn. After a while, it turns Milky white soybean milk flowed out from the cracks around the stone mill.

"It's done!"

Wushuang cheered, he didn't expect that the first one would succeed, Wushuang pointed to the stone mill and asked, "Who made this?"

The young craftsman who had given an extra bag of beans stood up and said, "My lord, yes, it was made by a villain."

Wushuang asked, "What's your name? How old are you this year?"

Young craftsman: "The villain's name is Ding Wei, and he will be twenty this year."

Wushuang: "Only twenty? Such a good craft at such a young age, it's not bad, it's bound to have a bright future."

Ding Wei was praised by Wushuang, his cheeks flushed with excitement: "Thank you, thank you sir."

Wushuang asked B to try the stone mill made by other people. Out of the six craftsmen, five of them failed. Only Ding Wei's stone mill succeeded in grinding soybean milk. This scared the craftsmen out of sweat. His originally sallow face was now turning blue.

Before Wushuang could speak, Xi yelled at the five craftsmen: "Useless stuff! Why did Ding Wei succeed, but yours didn't work? What does this mean? It means that you don't care about adults at all! Come on!" People, drag them down immediately and give them fifty lashes one by one! Let them have a long memory!"

Among them, the oldest old craftsman, when he heard that he was going to be whipped fifty lashes, would he be able to live if he was punished?Immediately, his legs were so frightened that he was about to faint.

Seeing that the old craftsman fainted, Ding ran over quickly: "Father!"