Great Song

Guo Fu was taken aback by these words, what needs to be discussed alone?However, the other party had already spoken and given so much merit money, he didn't want to sit back and listen, so he immediately smiled and said: "It's okay, Mr. Han, please do as you please."

After speaking, he glared at Zhen Qiong again, and said earnestly: "Nephew, don't neglect the honored guest."

This kid is simply a troublemaker, so he can't make mistakes in front of outsiders!

Zhen Qiong didn't understand the admonition in his eyes, so he just smiled: "Master, don't worry!"

He will not neglect the rich man!

Han Miao watched the expressions of the two of them calmly, and after sending Guo Fu away, he invited Zhen Qiong to take a seat.Zhen Qiong was also polite, sat on the seat, picked up the towel and rubbed it on her face.When it was put down again, the scarf was pitch black, but the little face became whiter, more delicate and lovely.

Looking around at the fair and handsome face that was very in line with the aesthetics of the times, Han Miao said with a smile: "A few days ago, when I was away from home, I heard that my grandmother was deceived by a wild Taoist and wanted to take the golden pill, which really worried me. Thanks to the help of the Taoist leader, the thieves were dealt with, and the guiding technique of Qi training was passed on. This kind of great kindness, the Han family will never forget."

What he said was too serious, which made Zhen Qiong a little embarrassed: "It's a small effort, besides, the old lady even gave me a pill furnace."

It doesn't matter if you don't mention it, Han Miao's eyebrows tightened when he heard him talk about the alchemy furnace.It seems that the alchemy furnace has indeed caused a lot of trouble for the person in front of him.The Changchun Temple is the gate of the golden alchemy, and it is bound to be interested in alchemy. A small path that worships the mountain gate actually comes with a pill furnace, what will the people in the temple think?I'm afraid that the alchemy furnace will be hard to protect, and I will be bullied by the teacher.

Just like what he looks like now, the Taoist robe on his body is worn out, there are jagged scars on his hands, and his face is covered in soot.It is estimated that he was treated as a fire boy and ordered around at will.Even his uncle had a faint dislike for him, let alone others.

Although the purpose of going up the mountain this time is to make Da Zong relax his vigilance.But this Daoist Zhen is also a real benefactor of the Han family, how can he let others bully him?

Han Miao put away his thoughts and said with a gentle smile, "I don't know if it's good to live on the mountain?"

Even if you want to help, the other party has to nod.It is necessary to find out the situation in the Taoist temple in order to prescribe the right medicine.Being strong will only cause more trouble for others, how could Han Miao be so reckless?

Zhen Qiong blinked: "Uh, pretty good?"

Although Chi Liaozi's old way is annoying, and he has no meat to eat, he is still in the predicament of being in Cao Ying and his heart in Han.But the rest is not bad, the ingredients are generous, and there is no limit to the time to use the alchemy room. The uncle and senior brother also take good care of it, which is much better than when the cheap master was there.

Han Miao: "..."

The other party's eyes were so clear that Han Miao didn't know how to continue.Does it feel good to be treated like this?Are you used to being bullied, or do you not care about external things and have pure thoughts?

Stuck in the shell, Han Miao smiled: "My family manages tea, but I know how to order tea. Can the Taoist priest reward me with a cup?"

ah?Why do you still want to drink tea?Zhen Qiong smacked her lips and realized that she was indeed a little thirsty, so she nodded accordingly.

Seeing that the other party did not refuse, Han Miao picked up the tea set on the table and began to mix the tea.Western Han has been engaged in the tea industry for many years, and Han Miao's tea ordering skills are also well-trained, which can be called excellent.

First, crush the tea cake wrapped in clean paper, pick out the tea pieces, and put them into the tea grinder.The tea must be ground quickly and steadily so as not to damage the color of the tea. Han Miao flicked his wrist, and the roller was spinning. After a short while, the tea powder was ground, and then he sifted it carefully with the tea bag to select the tea powder for brewing. .

Perhaps because he knew his preference, the supervisory court prepared Jiancha, which was not of high quality, but the mountain spring provided by Changchun Temple was a must, which could make the tea color more fresh.

Divide the tea powder into two cups, and the copper pot on the tea stove beside it also made a slight sound of water rolling.Han Miao also picked up the pot by himself, poured some tea powder into the cup, and turned the tea powder into a thick tea paste.When the water boiled, he immediately poured water into the cup with a pot in one hand and a spoon in the other.The water falls into the cup, and the tea spoon is swished, but in the two cups, white air is transpiring at the same time, and the soup is like a cloud.Six-percent full of water, the black cup is milky white, and the soup is fragrant and colorful, and everyone should praise it.

Han Miao's expression did not change at all, and he presented one of the lamps in front of Zhen Qiong calmly: "Taoist, please use it."

It is inevitable to be cautious when meeting just now, and some words are difficult to export.It's better to borrow the time of drinking tea and ask carefully.

Zhen Qiong on the opposite side was stunned.He has been used to drinking loose tea since he was a child, how have he ever seen such complicated brewing methods?A handsome young man with a tall figure and a free and easy manner, such a smooth and smooth brewing of fragrant tea, can be called pleasing to the eye.But Zhen Qiong's taste is really worrying, she didn't feel her charm, but felt... er, expensive?

He glanced at the teacup in front of him, which was full of blue and white foam.He lifted it up carefully, blew away the foam, took a sip, and immediately frowned.

so bitter!

But people have worked hard to brew it, and it seems that it is not very good if you don't drink it.Zhen Qiong gritted her teeth, put down the teacup, took a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, unplugged it and poured it into it.Adding some sugar should be able to enter the mouth, right?

Just looking at Zhen Qiong's foam blowing movements, Han Miao knew that he had never drunk good tea, he could neither appreciate nor taste it, and he was afraid that he was chewing peonies.While all guest houses of Changchun Temple can display such tea sets and tea leaves, he has never learned the skill of ordering tea, which shows his status in the temple.

However, as soon as he was halfway through his thoughts, the little Taoist took out a porcelain bottle from his arms and poured something into the tea soup.Seeing this situation, Han Miao couldn't help frowning.

As soon as I put the sugar on, I noticed the gaze from the other side.Zhen Qiong looked up, only to see that the other party's brows were slightly frowned, looking at the porcelain bottle in her hand.After hesitating for a moment, Zhen Qiong asked, "You want some too?"

Han Miao immediately stretched his brows and refused with a smile: "I don't like to add salt when I drink tea."

Jiancha is a tribute tea, even if the quality of the tea in Guanli is lower, it is not suitable to add salt, just taste its "true fragrance".Han Miao was also used to the tea business, so he couldn't hold back for a while, but he was a little rude.

"Ah?" Zhen Qiong was also a little dazed, "It's not salt, it's sugar."

What? !Even a city like Han Miao's heart was filled with turbulent waves.That porcelain bottle is filled with sugar?Who has seen sugar as white as snow and as fine as pearl powder? !

With the thought, a smile suddenly appeared on his lips: "I didn't expect it to be sugar, can you give me some?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Zhen Qiong.That hand was thin and slender, with round nails and a slightly rosy palm.The long sleeves are half-draped, exuding a free and easy taste, but it is not abrupt, making it irresistible.

Zhen Qiong looked at that hand, then at her own porcelain vase, finally gritted her teeth and moved over, pouring a pinch into the opponent's palm.This is what he brought from the original Taoist temple, there is not much left.

Han Miao: "..."

Looking at the pinch of white powdered sugar in his palm, he was speechless for a moment.According to common sense, shouldn't it be the porcelain bottle?What's the matter with such a pinch?

At any rate, after a long time of practice, Han Miao controlled the expression on his face and withdrew his hand steadily.Ignoring the eyes of others, I dipped my fingertips on the sugar and put it in my mouth, a sweet taste immediately overflowed my mouth.It is indeed icing sugar, but it is different from ordinary icing, it is light white and crystal clear, with a pure taste and very sweet!

Han's merchants traveled all over the world, with a huge variety of goods. Han Miao learned a good way to pick goods since he was a child.Not to mention ordinary silk brocade and spices, but seasonings such as wine, vinegar, salt, and tea, you can tell where they are produced and whether they taste good or not.As for sucrose, its production is limited to Futang, Siming, Panyu, Guanghan, and Suining, among which Suining is the highest and the four counties are the lowest.The icing sugar produced in Suining is divided into several grades according to the color of the sugar and the size of the lumps.Those with purple color and texture are the most expensive, and they are often presented as tributes to the imperial palace. The dignitaries of the capital and state capital often use amber icing the size of a stick, and those small yellow pieces like knuckles are used by ordinary people.And the bottom-grade sand-foot cuttings are in this kind of scattered appearance, with little color and taste.But how can there be such sweetness and color in inferior products?

Han Miao immediately took out a handkerchief, poured powdered sugar into it, wrapped it well, and put it in his sleeve.Then he raised his head and said with a smile: "I never thought that there are such good candies. I don't know where the long ones come from?"

Zhen Qiong is also in a very complicated mood at the moment.Isn't this man very rich, and he still needs to pack a little white sugar?Fortunately, I didn't give him the bottle just now...

Hearing Han Miao's sudden opening, he came back to his senses and coughed: "Just practiced a little casually."

When I was making bean curd in Guanli, because it was sweeter and more delicious, Master bought a lot of brown sugar because it was cheap.Zhen Qiong sneaked some back, disliked the impurity of the taste, and made a new decolorized crystal to get a small bottle.When he arrived at Changchun Temple, he was not willing to eat it, so he couldn't give it to others!

Made it?Han Miao narrowed his eyes slightly, but his smile became more cordial: "Such snow-white frosting can be refined in the alchemy furnace? It's really strange."

"I don't need a pill furnace, just a normal decolorization." Zhen Qiong was not interested in explaining in detail, and said perfunctorily.

What is depigmentation?How could it be unusual?Han Miao said in surprise, "I've never heard of such methods, and I've never seen them in Changchun Temple, but you learned them from your master?"

"That's not true. I figured it out by myself." Zhen Qiong scratched his head. In fact, this is what he learned from his seniors back then. Using cheap sugar to produce good sugar has always been a way for poor people like them to save money. .

Han Miao's eyes lit up, it's all right!

"Zhen Daochang's alchemy is really brilliant, very human." Han Miao praised sincerely, and then sighed, "It's a pity that this Changchun temple is always strict, and it's hard to say how many people who are jealous of talents and talents like Taoist priests , I’m afraid it’s not very pleasant to stay. If the Taoist priest doesn’t dislike it, why not go down the mountain, and I, Han, will do my best to support it!”

The author has something to say: Daoist Zhen: Hey, the tea is too bitter, please add some sugar.

Han Miao: ...

The sugar industry in the Song Dynasty was relatively developed, and rock sugar (called icing sugar at the time) was also available, but the decolorization technology of sucrose was not mastered.Decolorization with egg white probably appeared in the Yuan Dynasty, and the white granulated sugar with yellow mud decolorization was officially available in the Ming Dynasty.So, hey hey~