Chapter 81: The steward of the East China Sea responded...
The steward responded and ordered five strong female chefs to go together.
Although both men and women can milk, women are more careful and cleaner.
While they were getting the fresh milk, Fu Li, Ling Zhuzi and the rest of the cooks, prepared a series of dried and fresh fruits including walnuts, dried dates, sweet almonds, dried apricots, sunflower seeds, pine nuts, plums, naphthalene, pears, black dates, etc.
Crush all the remaining dried fruit in a mortar and pestle into large pieces, except for the almonds and pine nuts, which should be peeled and blown clean. For fresh fruit, remove the pits, dice some, and crush the rest in a clean mortar and pestle. Add clean water and strain out the juice, then set aside.
When all preparations were ready, the steward and five maids came back with two buckets of fresh cow's milk and two buckets of fresh goat's milk. The steward also brought back a fresh leg of lamb.
When Fu Li saw this, he simply asked someone to prepare another big pot, remove the bones from the lamb leg, and cut the meat into several pieces.
Add clean water to the pot and put the lamb leg bones in first. Tell the cook in charge of this stove to add a few pieces of fresh lamb into the pot after half an hour and cook it over high heat for another hour.
"Find two people who are free, peel some onions, leeks, and garlic, chop them up, and use a large spoon to separate them."
After giving this instruction, she washed her hands with bean flour again, asked Lingzhuzi, the master of fire control, to light the fire, and started making snacks.
After the twenty-four dairy pastries were made, the mutton soup was also cooked.
Fu Li took an empty bowl and filled it with food first, then asked everyone to watch how to add salt, minced meat, onions, garlic and leeks. After adding the seasonings, he handed it to the manager.
"Serve yourselves and add what you like. Lingzhuzi and I are going to offer sacrifices to the goddess Nuwa, so we can't eat any meat today."
There had to be plenty of dim sum, so she selected only the best nine pieces of each dish, arranged them on a plate, and placed them in a large offering box. They didn't need help; each person carried a large offering box, as thick as a bucket and taller than a bucket, to Fuli's yard.
He ordered several slaves to carry the incense table to the yard. The two of them changed into clean clothes to make sure that there was no smell of kitchen smoke on their clothes. Then they both returned to the yard and personally placed the twenty-four plates of snacks on the altar one by one.
Milk cake, goat milk cake, crispy fried milk, goat milk mulberry mousse, goat milk almond cake, milk Thousand Layer Nuts, milk mousse cake...
They were all Western-style pastries adapted from Chinese cuisine, and none of them were anything she had ever made before. Looking at these various pastries, even Lingzhuzi couldn't care less about being angry.
He felt a little sour now: I thought what I had tasted was all you could know, but it turned out to be just the tip of the iceberg, a drop in the ocean...
Fu Li nudged his shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about? It's time to burn incense and offer sacrifices. If you have any grievances in your heart, just tell the Empress directly."
Lingzhuzi: “…………”
——Some cases are really hard to file.
He was really afraid that after hearing what the empress had said, she would say with a mixture of laughter and tears: Who in the hall is suing me?
Both of them collected their minds, each picked up three incense sticks, closed their eyes and prayed sincerely.
We won't discuss what Lingzhuzi said during his prayers, but let's just say Fu Li silently chanted in his heart: "Mother Nuwa is so virtuous, I, your disciple Dai Fu Li, bow to you. Mother Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the human race. She mended the sky, stopped the floods, established the calendar, brought peace to the wilderness, and enabled the human race to prosper."
Time flies, and the world changes dramatically. Political systems have changed several times, and the laws of the past are no longer sufficient to cope with the world today.
The human race wears Fuli and prays to the goddess to regain her compassion and kindness, to open her eyes to observe the birth and death of the stars, the rotation of the sun and the moon, to revise the calendar, and to redefine the universe to match the destiny of heaven.
Then bow three times in succession: "Pray to the goddess for her compassion and holy virtue, pray to the goddess for her compassion and holy virtue, pray to the goddess for her compassion and holy virtue."
After paying her respects, she stepped forward reverently and inserted three incense sticks into the bronze tripod with two handles.
Lingzhuzi had already placed the incense sticks on the table and was staring blankly at it, lost in thought. Fuli didn't bother him, but just stood by and waited.
After a moment, Lingzhuzi came back to his senses and asked her, "What do you want to do next?"
Fu Li said, "Wait."
"Wait? Wait for what?"
"Wait until the incense is burned out."
Although Lingzhuzi was puzzled, he still waited with her.
In fact, this is a habit Fuli brought from her previous life.
Because I was so unlucky in my previous life, whenever I traveled to famous mountains and rivers, I would always be dragged by my parents and sister to worship in the temple.
Every time, the family of four would wait until the incense was burned out before leaving to prevent fire.
The yard was spacious, with no trees or dead grass within five steps, and no paper banners hanging overhead, so there was no need to worry about incense sticks falling over and causing a fire.
But Fu Li was used to it and didn't plan to change.
After the incense sticks burned out, Fu Li asked Mu Lao to distribute the tribute to the slaves in the mansion, and then went to the street with Ling Zhuzi.
Today is the birthday of Nuwa, and everyone from royalty to common people has taken to the streets to celebrate. Crowds of people are thronging, and the cries of vendors are heard one after another.
If it weren't for the antique atmosphere everywhere, the nobles' clothes were not bright enough in color, and the common people's clothes were patched up with patches on top of patches, it would really make Fu Li have the illusion that she was in an ancient city tourist area.
Most people were not so sensitive to political affairs and did not know that there was an ulterior motive for the King of Shang not coming to offer sacrifices to Nuwa. They just thought that he was really sick.
Therefore, after the civil and military officials left, the common people went to the Nuwa Temple to pay their respects and pray for the king. After leaving, they continued to play with their families, unaffected.
The nobles knew more, but they also knew that some things could not only not be said, but could not even be shown.
If the king makes a mistake, there will be wise ministers to advise him.
However, when it comes to the legal system of sacrifice, there is only a difference of position, and there is no right or wrong. Today's nobles all recognize that they are subjects of the Shang king, and naturally they share the same hatred for the Shang king. Who would try to persuade him to change the legal system?
After offering sacrifices to Nuwa, Lingzhuzi felt much better.
But as he walked down the street and saw the nobles acting as if nothing had happened, his anger began to rise again.
Seeing this, Fu Li hurriedly said, "While it's still early, let's go to the East China Sea. The things we got from the East China Sea last time have long been sold out. This time, let's get more goods, some smaller pearls and corals, and send some to Boyi as well."
I just don't know if today's craftsmen can make mother-of-pearl. There are all kinds of shellfish in abundance in the sea, but I'm afraid they lack the craftsmanship.
It just so happened that Lingzhuzi didn't want to stay any longer, so he threw out the Hun Tian Ling, wrapped the man up, and flew into the sky on the Wind Fire Wheel.
At that time, he was on a busy street, and the person walking next to him suddenly flew up. The people around him were in an uproar. Some stopped to look up, while others knelt down and prayed, not missing any opportunity to realize their wishes.
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Besides, the Dragon King of the East China Sea exchanged the special products of the sea for a batch of high-quality elixirs from Fu Li, and distributed them to his two sons and two daughters, and ordered the four brothers and sisters to meditate and practice well.
The dragon clan was once the overlord of the ancient world, so how could the inheritance of martial arts be a trivial matter?
But times have changed, the innate spiritual energy has dissipated, and now the world is filled with acquired spiritual energy.
The dragon clan's inherited skills were most effective at the dawn of creation, when the innate spiritual energy was extremely rich. However, as the quality of the spiritual energy declined, the previous advantage gradually turned into a disadvantage.
Without a large amount of high-quality spiritual energy accumulated, the effect of the dragon clan's skills is far inferior to those created after birth.
Although the Four Seas Dragon Clan was very soft-hearted, bowing to the Demon Clan when they were in power, and then bowing to the new Heavenly Emperor when the Dao Ancestor supported him, they still remembered the glory of their early days as overlords and were unwilling to give up the skills inherited from their memories.
Since the spiritual energy between heaven and earth is insufficient, we can only use spiritual objects and elixirs to assist.
Year after year, the dragon clan failed to refine elixirs and had a low utilization rate of the spiritual energy in spiritual objects. The capital accumulated by their ancestors had long been used up. Wouldn’t they become increasingly silent and decadent?
The batch of pills sent by Fu Li is like a timely help to the dragon clan.
Fu Li knew this very well, so she had no qualms about lowering the prices of those specialties.
Lingzhuzi thought she was cruel, but the dragon clan still had to thank her.
"The Fairy has finally arrived. On behalf of the entire East Sea Dragon Clan, I would like to thank you for the medicine."
Fu Li raised her eyebrows and glanced at Ling Zhuzi: What do you think, was I right?
Then, under Lingzhuzi's stunned gaze, he helped Ao Guang up with a face full of anger: "What are you talking about, Old Dragon King? Those pills were exchanged for special products from the East China Sea. You and I are just taking what we need."
Although Ao Guang had not experienced the days when his father and generation struggled to make a living in the Demon Court, the current Emperor of Heaven was not someone to be trifled with. He had long since developed a smooth and worldly-wise personality. How could he not tell whether Fu Li's words were sincere or false?
Precisely because he could see that the other party was sincere, even though he knew that the other party must have cheated him once when quoting the price, he still couldn't help but feel a little good about him.
For a tribe like the Dragon Clan, whose ancestors were once wealthy but who have fallen to the point where they have to bow to others, Fu Li's attitude of paying in exchange for goods makes them feel more comfortable.
For this reason, they would rather suffer a little loss than take advantage of others and then be lenient with them.
Therefore, Ao Guang's attitude became more sincere. He personally led the two into the inner hall to serve tea, and ordered his confidant to open the treasure house and take out a pair of dragon balls that had been collected for many years, and said he would give them to Fu Li no matter what.
Fu Li knew that he did this just to consolidate the relationship between the two sides and to find a long-term source of high-quality elixirs for the dragon clan.
After all, not everyone can get the elixirs of the Taiqing and Nuwa lineages.
Fu Li did not refuse. After accepting the dragon ball, he directly ordered a large batch of goods and took out five bottles of pills as a deposit.
"I recently found a new sales channel in the mortal world. Mortals can't keep things that are too good, but many nobles are happy to pay for things of slightly lower quality."
Ao Guang immediately agreed upon hearing this and immediately ordered his men to prepare it, even though the Dragon Palace did not need mortal goods or currency at all.
The other party was so generous that Fu Li didn't want to let him suffer a loss, so he immediately said that this part of the profit would be exchanged for spiritual objects or elixirs, depending on what he wanted.
There was no great alchemy expert in the Dragon Palace, so Ao Guang naturally chose elixirs.
Fu Li reminded him, "You actually have more than one choice. My Xuan Sect is full of talented people, and we're leaders in elixirs, instruments, and formations. If the Dragon Palace needs to replace its formation, or if a Dragon Clan disciple wants to customize their own magical instrument, you can come to me. Although our first transaction involved elixirs, I can offer much more than just elixirs."
Ao Guang was moved.
He thought of his eldest son Aojia and second daughter Hongxin. Among his four children, the two of them were particularly talented in martial arts.
It’s a pity that most of the treasures of the dragon clan are mediocre. The ones that are handy are not pleasing to the eye, and the ones that are pleasing to the eye are not handy. I get them neither too high nor too low.
If they could have one tailor-made for them, they would certainly be more than happy to do so.
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