"You're talking nonsense. How can turmeric lighten spots?" Cheng Yi said, holding a piece of weed in his mouth.
I still remember that at first I couldn't even accept the shells in my rice, but now I don't even feel anything when I hold grass in my mouth.
Lingbao said angrily: "You're not talking nonsense. Turmeric has such effects! Why do you think I'm talking nonsense?"
Cheng Yun helped: "Yes, why? If you don't tell me that you are ugly and Yinmao today, be careful that Lingbao doesn't recognize you as his second brother."
After being mentioned, Ling Bao raised her chin and snorted deliberately and heavily, indicating that she was very angry, but she would never deny her second brother.
"No!" Cheng Yi became anxious and picked up the treasure from the ground. My sister had to recognize him!
But he really couldn't say it. He choked for a long time and said with a cheeky smile: "Lingbao, don't be angry. I know I was wrong. What you said makes sense!"
Lingbao pushed away the big head pushed by his second brother and refused to touch his cheek.
"Don't be angry. Second brother will never doubt you again. I will believe whatever you say!" Cheng Yi said.
Ling Bao was dubious: "Is it true?"
"Really!" Cheng Yi's eyes were extremely sincere.
Lingbao smiled slyly, pointed to the ground and said, "The soil is delicious."
Cheng Yi kept his word and agreed unconditionally: "Yeah, the soil is delicious."
Ling Bao smiled even happier, his big eyes curved into crescent moons: "Second brother, eat it!"
"Okay, I'll eat... eh?!" Cheng Yi said in shock, "What?"
Lingbao blinked innocently and smiled cutely.
Cheng Yi pinched her face as if he was gritting his teeth: "Okay, now you dare to tease my brother."
Ling Bao pulled his hand away and said angrily: "Second brother also made me eat dirt!"
Speaking of this, Cheng Yi could only take back his hand with a guilty conscience and said: "Accident, accident, that's an accident."
Cheng Yun reached out and took Lingbao from his lap, wiped her face with a handkerchief, and asked: "Lingbao, can turmeric really lighten spots?"
Ling Bao nodded like he was pounding garlic: "Yes, yes, just add milk."
She asked a question: "Brother, what does milk taste like? Is it really delicious?"
"It's okay, just so-so. It will taste better if you add some sugar." Cheng Yi replied, "But the steamed cheese with sugar is really delicious. It's made with rice wine and milk, and sprinkled with some nuts and osmanthus. It's all kinds of
The aromas are mixed together and it’s very fragrant.”
Ling Bao's mouth opened slightly when he said it, and his saliva was about to flow out.
"Is it really that fragrant? Is it more fragrant than Chinese toon mixed with eggs?"
Cheng Yi frowned when he mentioned toon. Toon smells so bad, why does my sister think it smells good?
"It's much more fragrant than your Laoshizi toon." Cheng Yi said, "I will take you to eat it when I have the opportunity. You will know after you eat it."
Ling Bao asked: "What do you know?"
"I know that putting toon mixed with eggs and sugar-steamed cheese together is simply a blasphemy!" Cheng Yi said plausibly.
Ling Bao had never eaten it before, so she couldn't imagine how delicious the steamed cheese with sugar was. Naturally, she didn't care whether it was blasphemous or not, as long as she could eat it.
"Can mixing turmeric and milk really lighten spots..." Cheng Yun murmured to himself.
He thought he could give it a try. If it really worked, the county would not be without gentry and landlords.
But you have to try it before selling it to make sure it’s safe.
First, he had to find a way to get some milk. He didn't know if it was sold in the county. Cheng Yun went to ask the village chief, who said it was available in the east end of the county.
"I'll buy some tomorrow to try."
night.
Ling Bao, who was placing the dishes and chopsticks, moved his ears and rushed out like a small cannonball, shouting happily: "Daddy, you are back!"
She circled around Cheng Zhongqian like a happy puppy, and took the initiative to help Cheng Zhongqian when he was putting away his schoolbag.
"Daddy, sit down quickly. We can eat soon."
Cheng Zhongqian nodded slightly and sat on the bench, resting his forehead with his right hand and frowning, not in a very high mood.
Ling Bao felt it keenly, and she asked worriedly: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Are you tired?"
Cheng Zhongqian said nothing.
Lingbao called Cheng Yun worriedly.
Cheng Yun asked: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"
Cheng Zhongqian shook his head and said it was okay.
Cheng Yun wanted to ask again, but the food was ready, so he swallowed his words first. Cheng Zhongqian's appetite did not change, and the food was delicious. This made Ling Bao less worried. As long as he can eat, it will be good!
After eating, Cheng Yun asked again.
Cheng Zhongqian said: "It's nothing, it's just that the county school is different from what I imagined."
"What's different?"
He thought that there would be people with high moral character and diligent study, but he didn't expect that there would be a mix of good and bad people, and there would be people of all kinds.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Yun actually laughed after hearing this.
Cheng Zhongqian was dissatisfied. Why was he laughing? His father was speaking from his heart!
Cheng Yun coughed softly against his lips: "Because you have said this many times, dad."
"I haven't said it many times. I only said it this once."
Cheng Yun helped their old father recall it. Every time he said something, Cheng Zhongqian's memory came back to him, and his angry glare turned into silence. He actually said it so many times?!
"...Mom also told me that you also said this when you went to the Imperial College."
Cheng Zhongqian was stunned for a moment, and then said in a daze: "I seem to have said..."
Compared to his eldest brother, he really didn't want to go to the Imperial College to constrain himself. He always thought that the Imperial College was full of nerds who studied to death, but he didn't expect that there were still many interesting people there.
Even I met my wife at the gate of the Imperial College.
"Yes, people are different, and it has nothing to do with location." Cheng Zhongqian said.
He doesn't care what others do, he just needs to study hard.
After thinking about it, Cheng Zhongqian also laughed.
At night, Lingbao quietly entered the space.
She dug out the book she had read before again, and this time she wanted to read it carefully.
It turns out that the method of preparing turmeric is also very simple.
The book says to take the raw medicinal materials, remove impurities, separate them into large and small pieces, wash them, moisten them thoroughly, cut them into thick slices, and dry them in the sun.
And it should not be exposed to the sun and should be dried in the shade.
In fact, there are fourteen cooking methods, but their family's conditions can only use this one.
Lingbao's previous knowledge was too limited. For example, she saw that adding turmeric and milk could lighten spots, but she didn't know that it could be sold as a beauty cream.
Or to be more precise, it was unexpected.
Someone is needed to guide him, and it just so happens that Cheng Yun and Cheng Yi were born in the capital, and there is no one who is more knowledgeable than them.
But now, the more Ling Bao looked at it, the brighter his eyes became, and he felt that he had found a different path.
The next day, Ling Bao couldn't wait to tell Cheng Yun what he had discovered.
After hearing this, Cheng Yun decided not to go to the county town first, but to dry the turmeric first, grind it into powder after drying, and then buy milk to avoid waste.
After finishing speaking, Cheng Yun noticed that Ling Bao's expression was a little tangled, and asked with a smile: "What do you want to say?"
Lingbao said sheepishly: "Brother, I have an idea... Turmeric has a very strong color. We can add it to the dough and cook it into yellow noodles, or steam it into yellow steamed buns.