The young woman's words surprised all the officials present. It was clear that the tea and food were based on medicine, but when they tasted it, not only did they not taste the medicine, they even felt that it was no less good than delicacies from the mountains and seas.
For a time, there was an endless stream of compliments in the bamboo house.
After hearing these words of affirmation and seeing those satisfied smiles, the young woman finally relaxed her tense nerves in the past few days. An unprecedented achievement and satisfaction lingered tightly in her heart, and even her voice became louder.
point.
The young novices served five more dishes one after another, and the young woman also introduced them one by one.
"...This last dish is called agarwood cake." The woman opened the lid of a plate.
The officials also opened the lid of the plate in front of them, and there was a piece of snack on it. However, the smell did not have the sweetness of ordinary snacks, but a very strange, thick aroma; its color was golden, and it was very pleasant to look at.
Increased appetite.
The officials didn't wait for the woman's introduction before they tasted it. Unsurprisingly, there was another burst of exclamation.
"It's crispy and glutinous. When you taste it carefully, the fragrance is sweet and refreshing. It really doesn't taste like ordinary dim sum." Someone praised it.
Some people couldn't help but be curious and asked: "What's the secret of this agarwood cake?"
The young woman explained with a smile: "It is made from amomum villosum, cyperus rotundus, cloves, green bark, woody bark, tangerine peel, mint, alum, gastrodia elata, turmeric, walnuts and lotus meat, and combined with ginger soup, it can not only fill the stomach but also relieve pain."
It can warm the heart, regulate qi, resolve phlegm and relieve asthma.”
After saying this, all the officials at the scene nodded unconsciously. Someone picked up the ginger soup and took a sip. The two went well together, and it was really wonderful.
“I never thought that medicinal food could taste like this.”
"I thought medicines were all bitter, but it turns out they can be made sweet, sour and spicy."
"Not only is it delicious, it can also cure diseases. It kills two birds with one stone."
Someone was obviously still unfinished and asked, "Is that all?"
The young woman apologized and said: "Since we are in the temple and meat is not allowed, we only prepared these few side dishes. However, the Juxian Zhai will be opened next month, specializing in medicinal meals. I would like to invite you all to come and show your respects."
It turned out that it really wasn’t the food from Zhaoti Temple. Some people felt proud that their judgment was correct, “I just said this is not the taste of Zhaoti Temple.”
Another person said doubtfully: "I have never heard of Juxianzhai."
"It won't open until next month."
The officials discussed the matter intensively. Seeing that the young woman was happy, she was blessed and retired.
After leaving the bamboo house, the young woman came to the kitchen, and the joy on her face was fully revealed. She was so excited that she ran to the stove, "Miss Third, Miss Third, I...I really..." Before she could say anything,
, my throat became choked, and my eyes became wet first.
Qingyu smiled slightly, "You will be very busy in the future."
The woman was Xu Lan. She wiped the tears from her eyes sheepishly and laughed again: "I'm not afraid, I'm just busy. I...I'm so happy, they all like my cooking, I really...
.I have never felt this way.
In the past, it was grandpa who told you how delicious it was, and I didn’t think I was very capable. But just now, those officials all said it was delicious. I...I’m really, really happy." After saying that, he
I couldn't control myself and started crying again.
Grandpa is old and has to plant dozens of acres of medicinal fields, which is very hard work. She has been running to the kitchen since she was sensible.
In the past eighteen years, she had felt lonely countless times. She had no friends of the same age, no other neighbors, and no one to tell her what was on her mind. At that time, Zao Fang was the only friend she confided in.
...
Time passed little by little, and the bamboo house became quieter and quieter. Even if someone accidentally coughed occasionally, they would be silently scolded by the eyes of the people around them.
And when Shi'an finished calculating the fortunes of the Wen family and was about to leave, all the officials in the bamboo house finally couldn't sit still and rushed to surround him one by one.