Seeing Mrs. Li's stunned look, Jia Cong said with a smile: "Isn't it just the essence of flowers? I have a way to extract it. If you add sugar, it will be flower dew!"
"Third, Third Young Master, you, are you telling the truth?"
Li's mother was so shocked that she couldn't speak clearly and asked hurriedly.
"It's natural!"
Jia Cong curled his lips and said: "I also accidentally heard about this in a certain miscellaneous book, wouldn't you know if you give it a try?"
Ma Li had no doubts about this explanation at all.
Just like in the main world, since entering school, Jia Cong has started listening to miscellaneous books. For this, Li Ma was often scolded, and she was the one who lent the books.
The little maid Ling Que has been forced to do a lot of work recently, and it was even heard that her hair is starting to fall out, because she is responsible for reading borrowed miscellaneous books, and she must be literate.
In short, after a month of stumbling, Jia Cong still listened to some miscellaneous books unique to this world, not to mention the rapid improvement of the little maid Lingque's literacy and her increasingly proficient reading habit.
Among them, there are indeed some technical records. Li Ma listened more and gained some understanding and insights.
"Start the experiment tomorrow!"
Ignoring Ma Li's eager expectations, Jia Cong waved his hands and said leisurely: "It's best to do things like this quietly, so as not to make the whole general's mansion and even the second room know about it. Then there won't be any news."
What happened to us!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Ma suddenly woke up and nodded in agreement.
Just kidding, her understanding of the internal atmosphere of Rongguo Mansion is definitely way ahead of Jia Cong's.
From the wife above and Wang Xifeng, the tigress, to the four housekeepers below, to the ordinary stewards, all of them are greedy for money.
Once he knows that the third young master has a way to extract precious flower dew, he will definitely pounce on him like a bad wolf, and he will have nothing to do with the third young master from now on.
How can such a good thing be possible if we don’t hold it firmly in our hands?
That's flower dew. A small bottle can be sold for ten taels of silver outside!
Mrs. Li is also very passionate. The atmosphere in Rongguo Mansion has long been bad. She also loves money due to the influence, but she has never had the opportunity to make money before.
Now that the opportunity is in front of us, we must seize it.
Thinking about it, even if the third young master made flower dew, he would have to sell it if he wanted to exchange it for money. This would be a good opportunity for her to make a big profit.
As for whether it would harm the interests of the third young master, she didn't think much about it at this time.
Anyway, the third young master's food, clothing, and even school expenses were all paid for by the government, so he didn't need much money.
Jia Cong didn't know what the wet nurse was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely say that he was overthinking it.
For luxuries like flower dew, he and his nanny could drink only a head of soup at most, and then they had to hand it over honestly, otherwise the consequences would be quite serious.
Li Ma's life circle basically revolves around Rongguo Mansion, and she can sell a few bottles of flower dew, but in the end she will inevitably be exposed quickly.
Jia Cong has already made a decision. When the time comes, he can take the initiative to hand over the prescription to Mrs. Xing and still be able to gain favor. If the second wife or Wang Xifeng gets it, it really has nothing to do with him.
For the next half month, Jia Cong's life rhythm was normal.
After getting up every day to exercise, I still go to the main hall early to eat and drink, and then go to and from school without hanging around outside.
However, the flowers in the garden of the main courtyard of the General's Mansion suffered a great disaster.
Either one of them will be bald today, and another will be harmed tomorrow.
The mother-in-law who was guarding the garden was about to cry, so Li Ma personally stepped in to take care of it. Although she was worried, she did not stop her.
How to stop it?
If Jia Cong was still the unnoticed, transparent person he was a few months ago, the mother-in-law caring for the garden might not have the face to expose him.
Now, Mr. Cong is definitely an important member of the General's Mansion. I haven't seen his wife's attitude towards him improve greatly. Doesn't he even yell and curse from time to time?
Yes, in the eyes of the servants of the General's Mansion, Jia She's scolding was definitely a sign of great importance.
No, even the second master Lian, his legitimate son, was always yelled at and scolded when he came to the main room to say hello. Now the third master Cong is also treated like this.
Fortunately, Jia Cong didn't go too far. The garden of the General's Mansion was not small, and the bald flower bushes were not very eye-catching among the small sea of flowers.
The main thing is that neither Jia She nor Mrs. Xing are willing to spend time appreciating the existence of flowers and plants. They don't often come to the garden to walk around. Even if some flowers are harmed, they won't notice it for a while.
Naturally, all the disappearing flowers ended up in Jia Cong’s remote courtyard.
Just mash the picked flowers, add water and steam them in a clay pot.
Every evening at sunset, Jia Cong's remote little courtyard is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Fortunately, none of them have symptoms of flower fragrance allergy, otherwise life would be difficult.
But even so, Jia Cong also felt that he couldn't stand it.
Boiled viscous pus, mixed with broken petals, filtered through silk cloth, is the most primitive flower dew.
It's just that the color is very dark, completely different from the clear liquid of Phoenix Egg Jade.
"What's weird? The flower dew on Baoyu's side is diluted, so it looks naturally clear!"
Faced with Li Ma's doubts, Jia Cong disagreed very much and said with a smile: "It's not difficult if you want to do it. Just continue to add water to dilute it. Of course, it's best to boil it!"
As he said that, he added water to a small bowl of dark, viscous toilet water and re-boiled it, adding a few tablespoons of sugar at the same time.
Ahem, as a descendant of Rongfu, even if he is no longer taken seriously, there are still plenty of portions. For example, a small packet of white sugar per month is of course not white sugar, but simply processed jaggery with many impurities.
After adding sugar, the diluted floral dew boiled again, and the whole room was filled with a rich floral fragrance, which was much lighter than at the beginning.
“That’s what it tastes like!”
Li Ma's face was full of joy and she quickly said: "The flower dew from Mr. Bao has this smell. How can it be fragrant but not strong!"
Jia Cong chuckled, and when the temperature of the clay pot cooled down, he poured three bowls of homemade flower dew under the curious and expectant eyes of Li Ma and the little maid Ling Que.
The color is still a bit dark, but it is much lighter than it was at the beginning. Apparently some impurities were filtered with silk cloth, but it is still a bit reluctant.
"This is ten taels of silver for a small bottle of flower dew outside!"
Carefully picking up the porcelain bowl filled with diluted toilet water, Ma Li looked excited and intoxicated. She took a careful sip, and her smile became even bigger.
The mouth is full of floral fragrance, sweet and delicious, it is exactly the same as the taste of floral dew described outside, and my heart is full of surprises that cannot be concealed.
The little maid Lingque next to her had already finished a small bowl of homemade flowers and was looking at Jia Cong eagerly...