In the room, Wang Ming's eyes looked at the computer monitor, and a paragraph about parchment on it came into his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Parchment has a long history, the earliest records, dating back to 2500 B.C., because of the particularity of its material, for waterproof and moisture-proof, has a good effect, but also won the respect of some famous nobles, but because of the high cost, the finished parchment rolls, the average civilian is difficult to afford..."

"The parchment roll is about a millimeter thick, which is much thicker than ordinary paper, and it is extremely tough, even if it is cut with a normal knife, it is very difficult... There's only one thing... Although this parchment roll is waterproof and moisture-proof, and it is not easily damaged, if it encounters oil, it will gradually penetrate into it..."

Wang Ming's eyes were staring at the screen tightly, and when the second paragraph was finished, he frowned slightly, and then looked at the parchment roll in front of him, and his eyes lit up slightly... The thickness of this parchment roll seems... It's a bit of an exaggeration.

Holding the parchment roll in front of him in his hand, Wang Ming roughly estimated that the thickness of the parchment roll in his hand should be between five millimeters, or even thicker.

Wang Ming frowned, there was not the slightest handwriting on this parchment scroll, he didn't know how old it was, but he faintly felt very precious, for this unknown thing, he hesitated for the first time, in case it was infiltrated with oil, if the gains outweighed the losses, he would really feel distressed.

Thinking of this, Wang Ming sighed slightly, put it aside, after Google search parchment roll price, I was relieved, with the change of the times, today's parchment price has tended to be civilian, and, because it is not practical, the amount is relatively scarce, therefore, the parchment made in the early years has also become a dead future, stranded in a quiet corner of the warehouse, no one cares.

Wang Ming, who had always been resolute, was also entangled at this time, looked at the parchment scroll in front of him, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, and then, he sighed, put it aside, got up and picked up the black stone box, and looked left and right.

I don't know what material this black stone box is made of, it's cold to start, but I can't see any handwriting, Wang Ming looked directly at this black box, and after looking at it, he gently pushed the lid that was like a small coffin lid away, and his eyes swept inside.

Under the light mapping, the bottom of the stone box exuding a burst of coolness was dark, Wang Ming's left finger unconsciously knocked on the tabletop, at this time, with the sunlight reflecting in, Wang Ming frowned, and then, holding the palm of the stone box, stretched out to the beam of light pouring in, and turned the black stone box in his hand a little boringly.

The sunlight reflected, shining on the dark stone box, so that there was a slight reflection on it, and the slightly dazzling white light spots were reflected on the dark box, making Wang Ming subconsciously squint his eyes, and the palm of his hand was flipped, with the bottom of the stone box, at the moment of contact with the sunlight, I don't know if it was an illusion, Wang Ming was faintly on it, and he actually saw dense small words...

The sudden change made Wang Ming startled, and then, when he suddenly got up, when he looked at the bottom of the stone box, through the beam of light refracted by the sun, he could clearly see the dense font at the bottom of the stone box.

"Sure enough, there are words..."

Wang Ming took a deep breath, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the small characters at the bottom, this font is exactly the same as the three-page three-way knife technique given to him by Wei Lao, although some fonts are difficult to understand, but the general meaning, Wang Ming gradually understood after researching.

"Sure enough, it's a court recipe... It's just that what I didn't expect was that this court recipe was actually on this parchment roll. ”

Wang Ming muttered in a low voice, feeling a little unbelievable, this kind of mysterious and mysterious thing actually appeared in real life, fortunately he is a person who has experienced rebirth, although he is surprised by this mysterious thing, but he does not reject its authenticity.

According to the method provided above, Wang Ming spread the parchment roll on the stone surface on the balcony, and through the refracted beam, he had anticipation in his heart, and then, after quickly going downstairs, he bought a barrel of cooking oil and brought it up.

Gently brushed the shiny parchment roll with an oil brush, Wang Ming's gaze stared at the top tightly, and the light spot refracted was slightly dazzling, but Wang Ming's heart was full of expectation, squinting slightly, and after a while, through the baking of the sun, the fine oil on it gradually melted into the parchment roll, and the original oily parchment roll appeared above the damp color, and on the tiled parchment roll, as if magic, some slightly blurred fonts came into Wang Ming's eyes.

"Sure enough..."

Wang Ming's heart jumped wildly, and there was excitement on his face, the five big characters of the palace meal record above, with the brief notes below, made Wang Ming's heart finally breathe a sigh of relief, not to mention the palace recipes recorded on it, even if it was its price, it would make Wang Ming ecstatic, at this moment, with the milky white jade plate on his body diffusing a trace of warmth, Wang Ming's mood was also quickly stabilized, and when he praised this jade card even more, his eyes fell on the parchment roll again.

As the oil was slowly absorbed, the edges of the parchment rolls, which had been like a whole sheet, began to show signs of dampness, and even seemed to curl up the corners like a layer of skin in the sunlight.

Wang Ming's eyes showed anticipation, and when he moved forward, his fingers gently pinched the upturned corners, and slowly pulled upwards, and suddenly, with a sneering sound, a piece of parchment about one millimeter thick was gently torn off by him.

Looking up at the handwriting above, Wang Ming brushed a layer of cooking oil again, and then sat aside, holding the torn parchment in his hand, and his eyes fell on it.

"The imperial food of the palace is a waste of money for the people, because of its exquisite selection of materials, and the collection of delicacies in the world for its cooking... Fine workmanship..."

Wang Ming sighed, and after reading the article, he also had some understanding of the so-called palace imperial food record.

First of all, when choosing the ingredients for the palace cuisine, only the essence of each raw material is used, but also the best materials in the rare treasures and local specialties are collected in the world to cook.

Moreover, the palace cuisine is not only strict in the selection of materials, but also in terms of the origin, texture, size, and part of the raw materials, which are already strict to the point that people are unbelievable.

And the source of its raw materials, part of the royal manor for the imperial dining room to grow rare specialties, a larger part, is from various places of tribute, only to the Qing palace imperial diet on the tribute list, all kinds of mountain cucumber and seafood, animals and plants are all included, such as bird's nest, shark fin, sea cucumber, monkey head, bamboo shoots, turtle dove, hump, scarlet lip, and so on... The rare things dazzled people at the same time, but also made Wang Ming smile bitterly again.

Even if it is a common raw material among the people, it is necessary to choose the best of them for fine cooking, and it is also necessary to supplement expensive ingredients, so that even if it is the same raw material, the effect after making it is like the difference between heaven and earth.

"Ancient emperors really enjoyed it..."

The corners of Wang Ming's mouth showed a touch of self-deprecation, after reading this paragraph, he no longer had the same strong expectations for this so-called palace recipe, and even the joy brought to him by this so-called palace recipe was not as good as the milky white jade plate that exuded a warm feeling on his chest.

With the passage of time, unconsciously, the parchment was uncovered, and the helplessness in Wang Ming's eyes became stronger and stronger, until the last parchment roll was removed, looking at the last one on the ground, Wang Ming picked it up, and when his eyes swept over, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth.

This last record is the most common raw materials used in court dishes in the past dynasties, supplemented by some special condiments and accessories.

Looking at the parchment scrolls on the ground, there are five sheets in total, and the dishes recorded on each sheet are the best of the court recipes of the past dynasties.

Carefully folding them one by one, Wang Ming stretched his waist, the time had pointed to three o'clock in the afternoon, and at this time, Zhong Ge, Sanpang and others should be in the shop.

Carefully put away the only five parchment rolls in his hand, Wang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes fell on the black stone box, this stone box should also be priceless, and now that he got what he wanted, this dark stone box is not so important.

"Find an opportunity, appraise it, if you can sell it..."

Wang Ming said secretly in his heart, and immediately put them away, and after carefully placing them properly, he locked the door of the room, and then walked slowly downstairs.

After a noon in the room, out of the community, Wang Ming took a deep breath, feeling the fresh breath in the community, and the corners of Wang Ming's mouth lifted a smile.

Slowly pushing the motorcycle out of the community, Wang Ming collapsed, in a happy mood, and after the motorcycle started, he slowly walked towards the front end of the pedestrian street where the shop was located.

At this time, at the front end of the pedestrian street, outside Wang Ming's small shop, the terrifying flow of people almost lined up on the side of the road, and the huge staggering crowd made the flow of people on the surrounding pedestrian streets look at it from time to time, and they can do business to this extent, and there is no one on the entire pedestrian street except for Wang Ming's small shop.

In the small shop, Meka was busy, although it was already October, and the weather was gradually cooling, but Meka's forehead was still covered with fine sweat stains, and the three fat people on the side frowned again and again.

"I don't know what's going on, there have been more and more people recently, and if it goes on like this, you can't bear it alone."

Sanfat quickly packed the skewers in his hand, and when he handed it to the guests outside the window, he whispered to Meka on the side, and as his voice fell, Meka shook his head with a smile.

"Isn't business good? Sometimes, when work turns into a sense of achievement, that feeling of tiredness but happiness, you don't understand..."

Meka said with a smile, and the diners outside the window also gave her a thumbs up.

"Girl, we're not in a hurry, take our time..."

In the operation room behind the two, the kitchen knife in Zhong Singer also kept making a dangling sound, and when he looked at the two of them, he spoke to a little brother on the side.

"See, I look honest and honest, I look stupid, and Nima shows her affection every day..."

And in this regard, the little brother also chuckled, and with the continuous jokes in Zhong Ge's mouth, the rhythm of the two of them working quietly became faster again.

When Wang Ming came to the shop on a motorcycle, he was also taken aback by the scene in front of him, and looked at the huge crowd in front of him with some jaw-dropping.

"it..." (To be continued.) )