It was September, the penultimate month of the year, and it was already snowing in the imperial capital.
But in Annan County, which belongs to Nanzhou, there is still life in the mountains and fields.
Some plants are still green and green, some plants are turning yellow and brown normally, and some plants are shining brightly red.
This is a vast field.
The grains in the fields have been harvested and cleared, and even the new seeds have been sprinkled, but at the foot of the mountain not far from the fields, there are still people busy.
They are clearing or collecting a kind of weed.
This kind of weed is short and only about half a person tall. There are bunches of pods growing in the yellow-brown leaves, and inside the pods, there are small grains of millet.
It is said that a long time ago, this very small grain was still the food of the people here. However, when new grains were slowly brought from the north, this kind of grain was very small, poor in appearance and relatively troublesome to collect.
Withdrew from the table.
To this day, it has become a weed.
"Second uncle, what do you think those adults do with all this land reclamation grass?" A young man gathered a piece of land reclamation grass together and asked a middle-aged man not far away in a hurry.
"How can I know what the adults are planning!" The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "However, one of those adults is from the Yaowang Sect. I guess it may have something to do with it."
Yaowangzong, the folk name for Yaoshitang.
The man from the Medicine Hall actually acted as a guard. However, seeing a large number of land reclamation grass seeds being transported continuously, almost filling the purchase point at the head of the village, he was also filled with confusion.
and curiosity.
There is no doubt that Shopkeeper Tian collected this item for cooking or vegetables.
He didn't know whether it was rice or vegetables, but as a senior apprentice at the Medicine Hall, he knew about the seeds of wasteland grass.
I can’t say how deep my understanding is, but I have a basic understanding.
The seeds of land reclamation grass are slightly sour, astringent, and difficult to digest after eating. They are very poor in every aspect when used as food. Even in ancient times, only the extremely poor mountain people would use it for wrapping.
belly.
In terms of medicine, the thing he knows most clearly is that the seeds of land receding grass are cold in nature and slightly poisonous! After taking them, they can cause qi deficiency and blood stagnation!
For ordinary people, it doesn't matter, because the degree is very slight and can basically be ignored.
But for cultivators, especially low-level cultivators, this is tantamount to poison.
The rice soup that Tongfulou previously launched was a "tonic for all". Now, if we use the seeds of this grass to make meals, it can't be said to be a "tonic", right?
Diarrhea is almost the same!
He kept his doubts until his return trip, then he got off his temporary assignment and returned to the Medicine Hall from Tongfu Tower. He also brought this question back to the Medicine Hall, which attracted the attention of many people in the hall.
After all, Shiquan Dabu Decoction has a great reputation.
Many senior pharmacists in the hall are currently studying this thing, and it is said that a lot of results have been obtained piecemeal.
On the Tongfu Tower side, as all the corresponding utensils and materials were put in place, Tian Hao officially started the operation.
Two carved round stones, one up and one down, are butted together to form a grinding object. In the dream, the young master said this is called "stone mill".
Then, soak the land reclamation seeds in water and remove the defective products floating on them. The first time is coarse grinding and peeling, and the second time is fine grinding and grinding into slag.
When the gray-brown seeds were peeled off and ground into pulp, they had turned gray-white.
It's exactly the same as the scene in the dream.
Then, pour the residue water into a gauze bag, filter it, and discard the residue, leaving only the juice.
Next, is another crucial step.
Under the watchful eyes of the shopkeeper Lao Cui, the two Tongfulou chefs, and Xiao Luopu, Tian Hao poured a bowl of potion that he had been simmering since early this morning into the white-to-grey juice.
The juice is white with a hint of gray.
The medicine is dark brown, almost black.
The big shopkeeper took over the task of stirring closely, and while stirring, a layer of gray-brown foam gradually appeared on top of the juice.
Skim off the foam and stir.
Skim off the foam and stir again.
Then add the agent for the second and third times, and repeat the stirring and defoaming actions.
Until the original juice becomes completely white and even has a faint fragrance.
The expressions of the chief shopkeeper and the two chefs became a little holy, while little Luopu's eyes shone.
And when the juice was poured into the big pot, and as it cooked, a stronger and stronger aroma gradually wafted out of the pot, even more fragrant than the best pancakes made of flour when they came out of the pot.
Of course, because the Shiquan Dabu Decoction came first, the few people present were not too surprised by the fragrance.
They were just surprised that the seeds of the originally useless land reclamation grass seemed to be edible after such treatment?
And it looks pretty good.
"Chef Tian, can you drink this soup once it's boiled?" said a chef holding the fire.
"Yes, you can drink it after boiling it, but that's not how we eat it today." Tian Hao replied.
Although he said that, when the pot really boiled, amidst the lingering heat and aroma, Tian Hao still brought several bowls over and filled each bowl with some.
The big shopkeeper was the first to pick it up and taste it.
He is a cultivator, and his cultivation level is not low, so he is not afraid of this burning at all.
"Phew! Eh...it's pretty good!" He took a big sip first, then slowly sipped and tasted it. The big shopkeeper seemed to like this thing unexpectedly, and then he stretched out the bowl and said, "Old Tian, give me more
Serve some, no, serve a bowl."
Little Luopu also drank quickly.
"Does it taste good?" Tian Hao asked.
In fact, he was drinking too.
"It tastes good!" Little Luopu nodded affirmatively, and then said: "Uncle Tian, give me another bowl too!"
Perhaps because of the novelty, the possibility of cheering is not ruled out. Of course, there may be some who really like it, and the two chefs each ordered another large bowl.
"Actually, it might taste better if you add some sugar." Tian Hao said.
"Old Tian, you didn't tell me earlier!" the shopkeeper complained with a smile. After going out for a while, he took a can of candy from the storage room in the backyard.
White sugar, fine grained.
This world has done a great job in purifying and processing sugar, and it is even richer than in the previous life.
Taking Annan County as an example, under the influence of the Medicine Hall, many medicinal candies, fructose, etc. with different properties and flavors have been stocked in the homes of wealthy families a long time ago.
The addition of sugar really improves the flavor of this soup.
Little Luopu was even more happy with his drink.
"Old Tian, this is what I will have for breakfast every day from now on!" He drank another bowl with sugar, and after finishing the drink, the shopkeeper said directly.
It seems he really likes it!
Of course no problem.
Drinking it directly like this is one of the ways of eating that Tian Hao saw in his dream.
However, it is only the simplest one.
Next, under the watchful eyes of several people who had drunk the soup, Tian Luo poured another kind of juice that he had prepared earlier into the boiling cauldron.