"Unknown source of Dao power..."

I was a little surprised in my heart, I didn't expect to get such a prompt. After experiencing the steamer before, Fang Yu immediately guessed that he should have encountered something that contained the law of "the way of taste" again.

He looked at the three things in front of him and guessed which one was the unknown source of Dao power.

Surely the letter wasn't, could it be the wooden tablet?

Fang Yu tentatively picked up the wooden tablet, and the extraordinary weight made Fang Yu sure that it was genuine.

Opening the wooden tablet, Fang Yu manipulated the tablet transformed by the flavor chopstick in his mind to scan the strange characters on the wooden tablet.

With the experience of the last time as a reference, Fang Yu quickly found out the hidden map from the chaotic and strange characters, as well as a set of guidance techniques that were completely different from the last wooden tablet.

Fang Yu was very happy to finally get what he wanted, but no matter how he fiddled with that wooden tablet, there was no unnecessary change in the Dao power in his body.

Fang Yu finally set his eyes on the small scissors.

This small pair of scissors is a little different from ordinary scissors, it is a silver pocket round head scissors, and there are many fine hollow patterns at the handle of the scissors, which is extremely exquisitely made.

Without thinking much about it, Fang Yu naturally picked up the round-headed scissors, and moved with a "click", and then his movements froze.

The Dao Thoughts in his body surged out and poured into the round-headed scissors in his hand, and then the tablet that deeply contained the Taste Basket Spirituality and the Taste Saint Dao Mind suddenly emitted a strong light, and countless images flashed over Fang Yu's consciousness.

....

"Childe, Gongzi Xu, Gongzi Chen, and Gongzi Tao are already here, you should go out."

A beautiful boy was originally holding his forehead to take a nap, and was awakened by the coquettish voice beside him, he put down the miscellaneous notes in his hand, and smiled at the delicate little maid who woke him up:

"I wanted to read a book for a while, but I didn't want to be cool in autumn, so I fell asleep. I'm glad you woke me up. ”

Childe stood up and stretched out his hand, and the delicate little maid immediately stepped forward to wait for him to change his clothes.

tied up his long hair, and the son changed into a moon-white Taoist robe and hurried out.

The charming little maid followed behind, and saw the son's wide robe and big sleeves, plump and graceful, and the sound of the jade ring between the walks, dancing like a fairy, and couldn't help but be a little stupid for a while.

Childe walked all the way out of the courtyard and walked to the lake, where he saw three Confucian scholars standing around a table and chair that he had ordered his subordinates to set up by the lake.

"Oh, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive." A handsome Confucian scholar smiled:

"Just now, Brother Zhou Wang was still saying that you, the master, don't know how to be hospitable, and you can't see us, so you came."

Another older Confucian laughed:

"Zhong Alcohol, it's obvious that you're impatient, but you're here to arrange me."

The third Confucian scholar, who looked ancient and had a calm expression, also smiled and said:

"Zongzi, you are here, if you don't come, they will take over the hosts. It's a feast. ”

Childe and these three people are very familiar with each other, and they exchanged two words together, and at this time, the next person has prepared fruits and tea, and Childe invites everyone to the table.

The four of them sat facing the lake, and each of them had three plates of fruits in front of them, one plate was freshly picked new oranges, one was wind chestnuts, and one was wind water chestnut.

The four of them chatted, ate fruits, tasted tea, and talked and laughed.

The handsome Confucian who spoke first took a sip of tea and said with a revelent expression:

"Zongzi personally supervised the 'Lanxue Tea' is now the No. 1 tea in the south of the Yangtze River, and everyone on the market is eager to find it, and it is difficult to find a thousand gold, and I heard that now 'Songluo' has to be renamed 'Lanxue', otherwise it will not be sold."

The Confucian scholar with an ancient expression also said:

"Zhong Alcohol is right, but the 'Lan Xue' on the market can be compared with the 'Lan Xue Tea' personally supervised by Zongzi, you see that this tea soup is like the dawn of the mountain window, through the paper dawn, and there is a faint aroma of pear. Drink his, and the rest will become dead leaves. ”

Childe smiled slightly:

"Brother Wen Qing has an overreputation. Actually, my tea is nothing special, but the 'Japanese cast snow buds' have been changed according to the method of 'pineapple'. However, the sencha in my house has a unique function, but it is different from others. ”

The handsome Confucian said curiously:

"Oh, what is Zongzi's secret?"

Childe smiled faintly:

"To put it bluntly, there is a difference in the cooking of this tea, which is to brew a little strong tea first, throw jasmine to soak, wait for it to cool, and then pour boiling water to lighten it."

The older Confucian stroked his palm and smiled:

"It is worthy of being a sect with seven exquisite tricks, and you can think of this method."

While the four of them were talking, the subordinates had already presented a plate of "Golden Armor Generals".

"I won't say much other nonsense, our annual 'crab meeting' can start now."

With a wave of his sleeves, Childe picked up a big crab freely, and everyone was not polite, laughing and began to taste the crab.

In front of each guest, there are eight tools: a small square table, a waist hammer, a long-handled axe, a long-handled fork, round-headed scissors, tweezers, a chisel, and a small spoon. It is a magic weapon for eating hairy crabs.

Childe skillfully picked up the silver round-headed scissors and cut off the two claws and eight crab legs of the hairy crab one by one, gently knocked the waist hammer around the crab shell, and then split the back shell and navel with a long-handled axe, and then took a drill, tweezers, fork, hammer, or pick or clamp or fork or knock, take out the golden butter and bright crab roe, and remove the snow-white and tender crab meat.

Childe scooped some dipping sauce with a small spoon, poured it into the crab shell, and then gently sipped, the paste was yellow and full of mouth, delicious and indescribable, and people couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing that everyone used one tool after another, and the functions were alternately played, a big crab had already eaten clean, and the whole process was like playing a melody of food music.

In order to avoid fishy cold, this live crab should be boiled pot by pot and eaten as it is cooked.

After the first plate of crabs is eaten, the next person immediately serves a pot of warm soju.

This is because although crab roe is unusually sweet and far superior to other things, it is cold by nature, and ordinary people should not eat more, otherwise it is easy to hurt the body.

But Childe is a famous glutton in Jiangnan, so how can he stop tasting it when he waits for this crab fat season. So he prepared a special soju to ward off the cold and invigorate the blood.

Although the handsome Confucian was the youngest, he was quite greedy for a cup, and as soon as he saw the wine, he immediately shouted that it should be filled quickly. When the next person poured the wine, he couldn't wait to drink a glass first, and when the wine entered his throat, he let out a long breath and shouted: "Good wine"

The Confucian who looked ancient couldn't help but laugh:

"Zhong alcohol, don't drink too much and go back to knock over the grape trellis."

The handsome Confucian was said to have a flushed face, but fortunately, everyone thought it was caused by the drink and did not find out.

The jade pot ice is made by soaking rock sugar and pears in the best quality soju in the ratio of 2 catties of rock sugar, 20 pears and 30 catties of wine.

(End of chapter)