Like magic.

Like a dream.

Under the attention of several people, including Tian Hao himself, in the cauldron that was originally full of soup, a lot of visible solid blocks appeared sporadically, and then, these solid blocks became more and more.

Such a kind of "making something out of nothing" is still quite shocking to those who have never seen it.

Xiao Luopu's eyes were even wider, looking at Tian Hao and the pot on the other hand, his admiration for this Tian Bo was simply boundless.

Tian Hao scooped up some with a big spoon.

Crystal clear, clear.

Actually, it's not so exaggerated, but under the reflection of the sunlight that enters through the door, the contents of the spoon seem to have been exerted with another kind of magic.

And the people present were in a special mood, amplifying a certain emotion.

The big shopkeeper stared straight at the spoon with both eyes, and for a while he didn't dare to say that he couldn't take a breath, and after looking at it for a while, he said in a slightly unsteady tone: "Lao Tian, this ...... Can you eat it, too?"

Of course!

In the dream, how did that come about?

In fact, Tian Haoqing remembered clearly, there was no ambiguity at all, and he didn't even think that any of the content in this life would be blurred.

As soon as the dream began, he saw a "book".

Tian Hao has actually never seen a book, he has seen some irregular pamphlets at most, for example, he used to have one himself, which was used for bookkeeping.

And even if he had a book, he didn't know how to read.

At most, I know a few at most, such as one, two, three, four, five, or something.

But in that dream, he magically recognized a few words on the page of the book at once, "Turn waste into treasure, and open up a hundred ways to eat grass seeds."

Later, there were no words, and the page spun open in his dream, and spun into the scene he saw later.

Although this was the third dream, when he woke up in the morning, Tian Hao was still sitting on the bed in a daze.

I won't talk about what I learned in my dreams.

What Tian Hao still cares about is that he is literate!

There are fifteen words in total, except for the one he originally knew, to put it simply, he suddenly knew fourteen new words!

I didn't care about washing, I didn't even care about putting my shoes on, of course, I didn't button my clothes one by one, the unkempt Tian Hao just wore clothes, came to the court, squatted down, picked up a small pebble casually, and wrote on the ground.

Change, waste, for, treasure......

When the words on the pages of the dream were written out of his hands and out of his mouth at the same time strange and familiar......

In just fifteen words, Tian Hao wrote many, many times and read many, many times.

He wrote that he had built a small part of the courtyard in front of his house.

There was a faint dull pain in his throat at the thought of it.

But his heart was only excited and happy.

He's literate!

Three dreams.

The first dream was nothing, just to ask him to go to the bridge to pick up someone.

In the second dream, the young master taught him boxing.

The young master said that this is not a practice yet, but just a preparation before the practice.

But for Tian Hao, this is practice!

Yes, the young master has already taught him to practice!

Although the young master said that he had not passed the assessment.

The third dream, starting from literacy, Tian Hao accepted a lot of things at once, that is, what the line said, a hundred ways to eat the seeds of barren grass!

The soup before is one.

Now the tender lump is a kind of one.

The tender pieces are removed from the water, pressed into old pieces, and the water is removed to varying degrees, which can be divided into several types.

And these are still the most basic ways to eat.

"Eat, you can eat!" The dream scene flashed in his mind, which did not prevent Tian Hao from responding to the words of the big shopkeeper.

His mind was a little dazed, but his hand holding the spoon was as steady as a rock, and the next moment, the spoon was poured steadily, and the crystal clear and fragrant tender pieces of the spoon were poured into the big bowl where the big shopkeeper had just drunk the soup.

Tian Hao's movements did not stop, and he put them in several other bowls one after another.

"Come on, let's try it!"

"You can eat it like that. ”

"You can also add sugar. ”

"You can also add sauce. ”

As soon as the spoon was dug out, with a slight grunt, a whole spoonful was swallowed by the big shopkeeper.

To be honest, he didn't feel anything carefully.

But that kind of tenderness, that kind of smoothness, is passed through the tongue, through the mouth, through the throat, all the way.

to his heart.

spread throughout his body.

"Lao Tian, I'll eat this for breakfast in the future!" Before he had time to take a second bite, the big shopkeeper hurriedly announced.

Tian Hao wanted to laugh a little.

Didn't you say a moment ago that the soup will be your breakfast every day?

That's changing so fast!

But the impatience of the big shopkeeper is this one, and from the second bite, he tastes it very elegantly.

Nothing more, just eat.

"Good!"

Add a little sugar.

"Good!

Sugar was replaced with sauce.

"Good! great!"

The reaction of the others is the same as that of the big shopkeeper, of course, they dispense with the verbal evaluation and just eat.

Little Loop, in particular, eats hard one by one.

He seems to be crazy about sweetening, one bowl is not enough, and he has to have another bowl, and he sees that he has eaten all the small stomachs.

As the "chef" in charge, Tian Hao is still reserved.

After the others had eaten their meals, he picked up the bowl and began to taste.

But when the extremely tender and smooth thing enters the mouth, the beautiful experience from the mouth to the whole body still makes him unconsciously speed up.

And when the sauce is added.

The tenderness has not changed, but the freshness has surged all at once.

"I'll eat this for breakfast in the future!" For a while, Tian Hao even had the same idea as the big shopkeeper in his heart.

In short, the soup and rice made from the seeds of the wasteland grass completely conquered everyone present after the first trial and taste.

Among them, there are Lao, Cui Shopkeeper, Zhong, Tian Hao and two chefs, Shao and Xiao Luopu.

Fun for all ages!

And when all the tender pieces are taken out of the pot and poured into the gauze spread on the wooden box, and then the gauze is closed and the stones are pressed, the soup and rice begin to enter another process......

The only small regret in Tian Hao's heart is that he can't dedicate these things he made for the first time to the young master to taste.

He can't see the young master!

Following this first round of the first pot, then, on this day, another round of boiling a pot started.

And then, this new pot, starting from the earliest soup, to the subsequent tender pieces, and then to the old pieces at the back, a copy of the three kinds of furniture was carefully packed and sent from the Tongfu Building to the County Shoufu, Yakushitang, and Zihua Pavilion......

All the shareholders who have a part in Tongfu Lou have given a copy.

There are even brief instructions for consuming it.

And from this day on, a new kind of food, from Tongfu Building, appeared on the stage of the county town and the stage of this world.

This little thing that appears in a stunning way will be destined to amaze for thousands of years and 10,000 years.

Or, later, later, later, it will no longer be "stunning".

The brilliance fades and becomes "everyday".

But in fact, it is much harder than amazing.

How many amazing ones can withstand the tempering of the years, without being covered by the wind and dust, but transformed into daily life?

Even in the course of thousands of years, in general, there are only a few or a few.