Chapter 87 Chapter 87 Jade Cabbage Garlic Spare Ribs, Pan-fried...

In addition to eating meatballs, the soup base is also crucial for stewing crab meatballs. Just like the ratio of fat to lean meatballs varies in different seasons, the combination of ingredients in the soup base is also important in different seasons.

The stewed crab meat and lion's head was a good start, and the following dishes such as garlic spare ribs, pan-fried tofu, and yam and taro pot made Qin Yan's appetite even more satisfying.

The spare ribs are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with chopped garlic sprinkled evenly on top. The browned pork skin is paired with the golden fried garlic. Every bite is a fusion of garlic and meat aroma, which is so addictive that you can't stop eating. After eating one piece, you will want to eat a second piece!

The pan-fried tofu is crispy on the outside and incredibly tender on the inside, locking in the tofu's aroma. Once you bite into it, the aroma bursts forth. Coated in a thick, savory sauce, the tofu is incredibly tender and fragrant. Just mixing the sauce with rice is enough to fill a whole bowl!

The yam and taro paste are first steamed and then mashed. Finally, they are drizzled with the diluted sauce and steamed over high heat for a while. The fragrance of the yam and taro paste remains after they are taken out of the pot, and they are sweet and mellow. A thick dark red sauce is poured on the milky white taro and yam paste, and then it is stirred. The taste after it is fully blended with the sauce is even more wonderful. It is fresh and fragrant with a hint of sweetness. It is also a great dish to go with rice!

Every dish was cooked to perfection, even the spareribs were easy to eat, the meat and bones fell apart with a light bite.

Qin Yan originally thought that this place with its beautiful mountains and rivers was a good place. Staying here for a year or two could be considered as a way to enjoy his retirement and have fun.

Now, just to keep making a living, he has to live another seven or eight years!

So delicious!

After having a good meal and a good drink, Qin Yan, led by Zhao's father, strolled around the yard. The plants in the yard were more lush than when Huang Furen came last time.

Qin Yan saw the half-human-high camellia in the yard at a glance and said in shock:

"Is this Sanshu?!"

Camellias that grow to half a person's height are rare, let alone three-colored camellias on the same plant. Furthermore, this one is truly exceptional in both flower shape and color. Its colors are incredibly vibrant: a vibrant, luminous red, unblemished by other shades of pink or purple; a delicate, goose-yellow yellow; and a pristine, dust-free white. Each of these three colors shines brilliantly, yet together they create a harmonious harmony.

Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to the plant next to him. He had just recovered from the shock and exclaimed in surprise:

"This is the Eighteenth Scholar?!"

The layers of petals were like a girl's skirt, trembling gracefully in the breeze, and Qin Yan's heart trembled along with it.

As his eyes moved downward, he focused his gaze on a small pot of chrysanthemums. However, unlike ordinary chrysanthemums, its center was jade white, but extending to the stamens it became emerald green. The gradient transition was a misty green between white and emerald green, which was very beautiful.

Qin Yan hesitated and asked, "Is this Green Chrysanthemum?"

Although the three beauties and eighteen scholars were famous, he had seen them before. However, this green chrysanthemum was something he had never seen before. He had only seen it in ancient books. He could only distinguish it through the descriptions in the ancient books, so even he himself was a little hesitant about whether it was the green chrysanthemum.

At this moment, Zhao Mingsheng brought over some freshly brewed flower tea to help with digestion and cooling off after dinner. Hearing what he said, he explained, "This is indeed green chrysanthemum, but its scientific name should be green jadeite."

In fact, it was not originally called Green Jade. Its full name should be Jade Cabbage, because its color is like cabbage from the inside out. Later, people thought that adding the word "cabbage" made it look a bit cheap, so they removed the word "cabbage" and changed it to Jade. Later, people thought that the Jade in Green Chrysanthemum had the same name as the Jade in Jade, so they changed the name to Green Jade.

After Huang Furen came to visit last time, Zhao Mingsheng put in a lot of effort and did some research on flowers. She found this pot of green jade after looking through many ancient books.

As Zhao Mingsheng spoke, he poured a bowl of scented tea and handed it over.

Qin Yan just needed a cup of tea to calm down, so he took the tea bowl, said thank you, and took a big gulp.

The cool, sweet taste of the drink, like a flowing spring, soothed the heat in his internal organs and his overly shocked mood. Beyond the sweetness, it was tinged with a faint floral fragrance, leaving a lingering fragrance on his lips, as if his entire body were imbued with the scent of the flowers. It was truly astonishing.

"Good tea!" Qin Yan couldn't help but praise.

When Zhao Mingsheng was struggling over whether to tell him, his father, who was standing beside him, had no such concerns and said directly, "It's scented tea made from the flowers in the garden, which are dried."

The moment Qin Yan learned that the raw material of the scented tea might be from the Eighteen Scholars, he almost spit out the tea in his mouth. Fortunately, his years of cultivation allowed him to hold it back.

Qin Yan looked at the flowers not far away, then looked at the cup of tea in his hand. His throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he wanted to speak but couldn't.

What a waste of resources!

But then he thought again, this is someone else's own property, they can do whatever they want with it, it is not his turn as an outsider to interfere, what qualifications does he have to say anything?

I could only mutter a few words in my mind and took a few more sips.

It's really delicious...

That night, Qin Yan wrote down what he had seen and heard that day in a letter and sent it to his good friend in Beijing.

On this day, the Marquis of Pingchang, who had received the letter, was reading it while joking with his attendants: "Hey, didn't this old fellow go to support the mountain village? How come he's eating stewed crab meat and lion's head? Isn't this better than living in the capital?"

At first, Pingchang Hou read the letter with a relaxed expression, but as he read on, his brows gradually furrowed. He checked the handwriting on the letter three times, and after confirming that it was undoubtedly the handwriting of his old friend, he read the letter three times again before confirming that he had not read it wrong.

"What is this old guy doing!" he said angrily.

"How come you become so boastful after going out? You even said that you saw the Eighteen Scholars that were better than mine, and used the Eighteen Scholars to make tea? He is trying to fool me with such jokes. I think he is really senile!" The old friend was so angry that his beard stood up, but he couldn't help but continue reading.

"And Green Jade, something that only appears in ancient books. If he has seen it, I will give him my head!"

The servant standing by also thought it was funny, but he didn't dare to comment. He could only lower his head even lower to prevent others from noticing that he was laughing.

Pingchang Hou loved these flowers the most in his life. In order to buy rare and precious flowers, he would often spare no expense and spend a fortune to buy them.

He loves and cherishes flowers. He treasures all the flowers he has. He is afraid that they will be exposed to the sun when it is too strong and get wet when it rains. Even his own grandson will be punished if he destroys his flowers. Not to mention making tea with these flowers. He doesn't even have the courage to do so, but he doesn't know if he will have the life to drink it!

A big reason why these flowers are precious and rare is that their growing environment is very harsh and they cannot grow everywhere.

That's why she scoffed at Qin Yan's words about seeing these precious flowers in a small mountain village, and she found it even more unacceptable for him to use precious flowers to make tea.

He crumpled the letter paper in his hand into a ball and wanted to throw it away. But when the ball of paper was about to slip out of his hand, he changed his mind, thought about it, and smoothed it out again.

What he said just now was just a spur of the moment. Now that he calmed down and thought about it, he wondered when Qin Yan had ever made such a joke.

"Forget it. I'll definitely go and see it for myself when I have time." Seeing is believing. Pingchang Hou gritted his teeth and said, "If that guy is really joking with me, don't blame me for not remembering our friendship!"

Qin Yan didn't know that his letter almost ruined a friendship.

In the afternoon, after sending Master Qin back to the school, Zhao Mingsheng took a ox cart to Tang Town.

She has been busy with farm work recently and hasn't been to town for a long time, but Manager Yu was not in a hurry to see her.

After Wang Zhuo's incident, Shopkeeper Yu didn't dare to hire any more apprentices. The shop was now run by just Shopkeeper Yu and Shi Shao. Now that Liu Yingying had joined the shop, she could help with some of the lighter work, but it was still incredibly busy.

But a while ago, Xing'antang somehow managed to get the recipe for Qibao Meiran Pills and started to hype up the fact that they could make the pills themselves, and at a much lower price. Upon hearing the news, most of the people lining up in front of the pharmacy ran away.

After hearing the news, Shopkeeper Yu was not worried at all. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief. He could finally take a break!

Because of this, the medicines that the pharmacy should have been short of now had a surplus, so even though Zhao Mingsheng hadn't come for ten days or half a month, Manager Yu was not worried.

Shi Shao, on the other hand, didn't quite understand the inside story. He just felt that his business had been taken away, and he was the only one who was worried about the poor business every day!

The meals in the drugstore were always prepared by Shopkeeper Yu’s wife, but one day Shopkeeper Yu made his wife angry, and he had no lunch that day.

Shi Shao, who was unaware of the situation, foolishly asked what to eat for lunch.

Shopkeeper Yu said unhappily, "Eat the northwest wind."

Although in the end, Shopkeeper Yu paid for everyone to have a bowl of wonton noodles at the door.

But someone as naive as Shi Shao really thought that if this continued, everyone might be left with nothing, so he racked his brains to think about how to avoid the situation. As soon as Zhao Mingsheng arrived, he went over to him.

"Everyone's going to Xing'antang to buy Qibao Meiran Pills now, why don't we lower the price too?"

Shi Shaochou's brows were furrowed.

Zhao Mingsheng hasn't spoken yet.

Liu Yingying laughed at him, "Do you really think anyone can make those seven-treasure beard balls?" Her honey-colored lips curled up in a wicked smile, "Just wait, they'll get what they deserve!"

Although I don't know where Xing'antang got the secret recipe of Qibao Meixu Pills, I can see from her help some time ago that these pills cannot be made with just the secret recipe. The secret recipe is one aspect, but the medicinal materials are the key.

Only this naive little fool is still worried. The one who should be worried is Xing'antang himself, so as not to get himself into trouble by accident.

Liu Yingying has a beautiful smile. Now that she is out of the control of Yanliu Pavilion, she is like a little yellow oriole flapping its wings freely. She can fly when she wants to and sing when she wants to. She exudes a charm naturally from her whole body, which is very attractive.

Shi Shao took just one glance and didn't dare to look any further. A suspicious blush appeared on his bronze cheeks.

Liu Yingying seemed to be unable to see his shy look, and touched Shi Shao's eyebrows with her white fingertips.

"Besides, even if this pharmacy goes bankrupt, I will support you!"

She now has a fortune of several thousand taels, so is she still afraid of being penniless in the future? Women, always have to have money in their hands to have the confidence to speak.

Shi Shao's face turned even redder.

Shopkeeper Yu simply couldn't bear to watch any longer. How could his foolish disciple fall into the hands of this female devil?