After listening to Zhiming's words, Fang Yu showed such an expression, and then asked:

"I guess it's not made of beans, but I can't think of any ingredients that can make this level of tenderness, so I can only guess that it's a special ingredient unique here."

Zhiming Lao Dao smiled: "Brother Yu, there are indeed magical ingredients in this cave that are different from the outside world, but this bowl of 'vegetarian soup chrysanthemum' does not use any kind of things that are not available in the outside world, all of them are ingredients that can be bought in the world. The main ingredient used in this chrysanthemum tofu is actually something you saw when you were a child and you have eaten it. ”

"Huh? Have I eaten yet? Fang Yu tried to think about it for a long time, and his childhood memories were vague and he didn't have a clue at all.

"Brother Zhiming, I can't remember what happened when I was a child, so don't sell it, just tell me."

Zhiming Lao Dao showed apology on his face: "Look at my memory, people always like to remember when they are old, as soon as I see you, I think of the past days, and I forget about your amnesia." Hi, I've been suffering you all these years..."

Zhiming sighed a few words, remembering that Fang Yu was still waiting for his explanation, and hurriedly turned the conversation back:

"Don't talk about this, Brother Yu, didn't you taste the floral fragrance in this 'tofu'? Its main ingredient is flowers. ”

"Only use flowers as the main ingredient, nothing else? And such flowers? I thought it was the floral fragrance that was added to the main ingredient. ”

Fang Yu thought about the edible mountain flowers in his mind, reflecting mountain red, pomegranate sour grass, wild lily... There is no kind of aroma that can be right, and I can't help but continue to ask Zhiming Laodao:

"What the hell is this flower made of? I just can't think of it. ”

Old Zhiming twisted up a strand of his beard and said with a smile:

"It's the 'sugar jar' flower you ate when you were a kid."

"Sugar jars?" As soon as he heard this name, some fragments of memories flashed in Fang Yu's mind, some very familiar and close figures and scenes appeared in his heart, and he vaguely saw a picture of a young Taoist priest who looked to be in his twenties blowing his fingers to himself, and just wanted to distinguish the appearance of that person, the memory became blurry again in an instant.

Zhiming Lao Dao didn't know what Fang Yu was thinking, and continued:

"That 'sugar jar' is actually the golden cherry seed in the common medicinal herbs, and in some places it is called prickly pear and mountain pomegranate. The fruit of this thing is the size of a brown thumb, some are pear-shaped, some are ovate, and they are covered in prickly hairs.

I once picked it for you to taste, and this little thing is a little astringent, a little sweet, and the taste is okay when ripe. I don't know why you like it so much, when you go up the mountain to play, you want to pick it when you see it, but you were stabbed and cried, and I coaxed it for a long time, hahaha..."

As he spoke, Zhiming couldn't help laughing.

Saying "sugar jar" Fang Yu is still a little vague in his heart, but Jin Yingzi has an impression of the East and West. When I lived in Wuyang City, I saw a friend make wine with this kind of fruit, and the wine had a bit of honey in it, which was quite delicious.

According to friends, this fruit is extremely nutritious, rich in zinc and selenium, has anti-cancer effects, and the vitamin C content is 2 times that of fresh jujubes, 10 times that of kiwifruit, and 30 times that of citrus. In traditional Chinese medicine, this thing can also be used to treat slippery sperm enuresis, spleen deficiency and diarrhea, lung deficiency, asthma and cough, spontaneous sweats and night sweats, and is a good medicinal material.

Fang Yu's friend once said that every year in April and May, his family likes to go to the market to buy freshly picked golden cherry blossoms, pick the petals and mix rice milk and sugar to make pancakes.

The deep-fried golden cherry blossom cake is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, sweet and soft to eat, and the taste and texture are excellent. However, this kind of flower can also be made into "tofu", Fang Yu is really the first time I have heard of it.

Seeing the confusion on Fang Yu's face, Zhiming Lao Dao said with a smile:

"In this world, soybeans are not the only ones who can make 'tofu', and isn't the jelly made of Pi Liguo also a special kind of tofu? There is not a plant called 'tofu chai' around the Sichuan Gorge and Guiqian, and the 'Guanyin tofu' made from that thing is a delicious taste in summer. In addition, the food fruits of the bitter oak and the green oak can also be made into 'tofu'. ”

Zhiming Lao Dao said a series of ingredients that Fang Yu was not familiar with, which surprised Fang Yu and Fang Yu, he didn't expect him to have such extensive knowledge in this area.

Zhiming Lao Dao took a sip of the soup in his bowl to moisten his throat, and continued:

"The tofu made by this golden cherry blossom is the unique skill of our master uncle, but he rarely makes it, and you can be regarded as a mouthful, today should be the first time in nearly 20 years that the uncle has personally shot it. I think that after seeing you, the master should be happy knowing that the master's heirs are still alive, and he will personally make offerings to worship the ancestor today. ”

Fang Yu keenly grasped the time in Zhiming's words, and took the opportunity to ask a question in his heart:

"Brother Zhiming, listen to the meaning of your words, Uncle Shi is already very old, but I think he seems to be only thirty or forty years old, can he really live forever!"

Zhiming nodded and smiled, and said as a matter of course:

"That's natural, the first thing in this sect is immortality, and the head of the sect looks like he's in the prime of life, but in fact, he is more than two Jiazi years old now. When I first started, I heard my master say that my uncle was born in the last years of the war, and struggled to survive in the mountains with a group of children who lost their parents due to the war. Later, when he met the former head of the sect, because his spiritual and qualified teachers were very outstanding, he was accepted as a disciple and entered the cave to practice, and the children were also freed from the sea of suffering. ”

Fang Yu roughly calculated, according to Zhiming's old man, the head of Ning, who still looked middle-aged, was at least one hundred and thirty or forty years old.

"Uncle Ning is so old, but Brother Zhiming, why are you..."

"Why are you older than the head of the family, aren't you? Hehe, Brother Yu, I'm still thinking about how long you have to hold this question before asking. Zhiming said with a smile with a wave of his sleeves.

Then Zhiming Lao Dao sighed softly again, and said with a somewhat strange expression:

"Since my master and mother were in trouble, I have also encountered some things, and I fell into the trap of others on impulse, and almost ruined the foundation. Later, although Shouyuan was not damaged too much with the full help of his uncle, his appearance could not be restored. If you remember 10 years ago, you can remember that I wasn't like that. ”

Seeing that Zhiming Lao Dao was a little gloomy when he spoke, Fang Yu regretted a little that he shouldn't have provoked this topic, and hurriedly relieved:

"The past is gone, and there is an old saying that 'if you don't die in a big disaster, you will have a blessing'. Come, Brother Zhiming, I will replace the wine with soup, and wish you a long and prosperous future and all the best. ”

Zhiming Lao Dao was slightly stunned for a moment, and then showed a relieved smile again, picked up the bowl and touched it with Fang Yu.

After drinking the soup, Fang Yu's eyes swept the table, and pointed to "green pepper crispy eggplant shrimp" with chopsticks:

"Master Ning's 'Vegetarian Soup Chrysanthemum' is really extraordinary, which makes me both good and insightful. This dish looks like it's pretty good, so let's try it together. ”

Walker Meow: Make up yesterday's chapter first, and try to write another chapter in the evening, so that you only owe one chapter. I have only tasted the tofu made by chance once by chance, and the taste is more delicate than the most tender bean curd, and it has a very subtle but very special sweet aroma, but unfortunately I have never found anyone who can make it. However, it is also delicious to make pancakes directly from golden cherry blossoms, and they have their own advantages with Yuqian pancakes. There are too many interesting delicacies in the land of China, but it is a pity that I am not free and cannot travel around the world to enjoy them one by one.

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