"Your Highness!" Everyone looked at Rong Zhen and walked in without saying a word. His courage was commendable. Everyone held their breath and followed his footsteps and looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, there were no traps or mechanisms.
"Your Highness, look!" Someone found a booklet on the wooden table. There were only two words on it: "Unrivaled". The two words "Unrivaled" quickly turned around in his mind, but he couldn't think of anything that was related to this booklet.
After returning to Huajian Tower, Rong Zhen personally placed the booklet in front of Gu Yunru. Gu Yunru flipped through the booklet and found that the dust on it was extremely heavy. She quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it gently, fearing that the words on it would be wiped off. It looked really old.
"I can't understand the language on it..." Gu Yunru felt that the handwriting did not look like small seal script, but seemed to be some Western language. In some years, it would be necessary to ask a professional to translate it, otherwise it would be really difficult to solve the puzzle.
"Go and ask a few gentlemen at the post stations who knows more languages and invite them all over."
"yes."
At Rong Zhen's command, everyone started to work on it. Half an incense stick of time passed, and more than a dozen gentlemen who had lived in the Western Regions for many years came in. They were all responsible for compiling some texts, and some also worked for the court. Everyone took the book and felt that the language was beyond their ability after reading it.
"Why can't you understand?" Gu Yunru crossed her arms and turned around in front of everyone curiously. Seeing that everyone had a frown on their face, could it be a heavenly book? However, the strokes did look like Persian. If it wasn't Persian, it might be a frontier article...
"Madam, Prince, the handwriting on this book looks very old, so it should be an ancient writing. However, there are not many people in this world who can read ancient writings. There was a person in Qizhou City who knew some ancient writings, but he died a few months ago..." A few black lines flashed across Gu Yunru's forehead, thinking that it was so hard for someone to know the news about this ancient writing, but he actually passed away.
However, his descendants should know the origin of this ancient writing.
So under her questioning, everyone confessed that it was Hu Laotao. When he was young, Hu Laotao liked to travel around the world and was well-read. He recorded the cuisines and customs of various places in a booklet, so he also knew something about this ancient writing. However, old man Hu passed away half a year ago, and only his granddaughter Xiangping should know something about his whereabouts.
At this time, Xiang Ping was preparing lessons in Dongfang Ye. Seeing everyone struggling to stir the wok, he shook his head and gave instructions himself, "How come you grown men don't even have any strength? From now on, you must fetch water from the mountain for me at this time every morning. You must do this every day. I want to see if you really have no strength!"
Qiao Er was making sample dishes on the side. She didn't expect that Xiangping, a girl, could be so adept at guiding these professional knowledge, just like a respected teacher.
"Master Qiao, you have prepared so much flour, what are you going to teach them to cook?" Xiang Ping put his hands behind Yu's back and walked around to Qiao Er's side. Qiao Er was from Xishan. After coming to Qizhou City, he almost forgot how to cook the traditional dishes of their place.
"To be honest with you, Miss Xiangping, I'm from Xishan, and I've been eating pasta all year round, so I want to teach you how to make some cakes."
"The pastries are delicious. Who here doesn't like pastries? Let me see how you made it." Xiangping looked at the steamer that he had taken down. The shape of the pastries was very peculiar, like a little swallow.
He looked at it curiously and was reluctant to eat it. Qiao Er smiled and said, "This is our folk flower bun from Xishan, Yan Zitui. It uses flour, sesame and water. It is simple and easy to learn, but the production process is not simple. You have to knead the dough and your hands have to be strong..."
One of the men was holding a spoon, but he fell down directly. It was obvious that he was a useless guy with no strength. Xiangping had to ask someone to send him to the backyard to rest.
Seeing these people busy and sweating profusely, Xiangping asked everyone to stop what they were doing and started listening to Master Qiao's description of the Swallow Push. Xiangping watched Master Qiao knead the dough with his nimble hands and feet, and soon he had molded the shape.
"Let's knead these flour flakes and dry powder together to make a smooth and hard dough, then set it aside to dry for a while. When the dough rises and doubles in size, gently squeeze it. If you don't return it during the interview, it's done."
Everyone was watching with great interest. As for the process of making the swallow's body, everyone stared with wide eyes, not wanting to miss any details.
I watched Master Qiao quickly put the fermented dough on the chopping board and knead it. After pinching it a few times, he would expel the air from the flour and then cut the dough with a knife. If there were no obvious large bubbles, the dough was kneaded well.
Then divide the dough into four equal-sized small pieces, knead them gently and roll them back and forth until they are formed into long, thin cylindrical shapes. Everyone watched as they realized that this step would be difficult to make without decades of experience.
Gu Yunru and Rong Zhen both came to Dongfang Ye and saw such a wonderful scene, and they all applauded.
"Boss..." When Qiao Er saw Gu Yunru and Rong Zhen coming, he didn't dare to show off anymore. Gu Yunru nodded with satisfaction and said, "You guys continue. Xiangping, come into the house." Gu Yunru waved at her. Xiangping nodded and came to her side.
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"Take a look at the words on this book. Do you understand them?" Rong Zhen accompanied her. Xiang Ping took the book "Du Zun" and flipped through a few pages with a frown on her face. Seeing her like this, Gu Yunru understood.
"I can only vaguely recognize a few characters, but I know an uncle who is good friends with my grandfather can recognize these characters, but he is not in Qizhou City but in Luo City."
"Luo Cheng, do you know where he lives?" Gu Yunru asked immediately, not wanting to miss any useful clues.