"Don't blame someone for death."

When Yao Huan read the history of the Song Dynasty in her last life, she was shocked by the bloody struggle between the old and new parties, and it was this sentence in "The Biography of Su Song" that made her see the hope of human nature again.

"I can't do something that makes me falsely accuse and cause innocent people to be unjustly killed!"

This is the basic bottom line of human kindness.

When Su Song said this, he was in the prison of Yushitai. He was the official of Kaifeng Mansion Yin at that time, and when he tried the murder case of Chen Shiru, a doctor of Guozijian, he was imprisoned by the imperial court because he was unwilling to follow Emperor Shenzong's will to wronged Chen Shiru and thus hit the old party behind him.

In the end, Chen Shiru was unjustly killed.

Su Songyin was neither a new party nor an old party, but he just insisted on his conscience and worked against the emperor, and was finally let go by Shenzong.

Many years later, Su Song, who had become the prime minister in the Zhezong Dynasty, remembered this unjust case and still regretted that although he was wearing an official uniform, he was not able to save the lives of innocent people.

He could only leave a few lines of poetry to his children and grandchildren: "Construct fiction for reality, and be honest and self-deceived." Although the crowd is terrifying, I hesitate when the three of them become tigers. Loyalty and evil rely on the dome of the dome, and the plug must be based on the great derivation. In addition, the Holy Spirit is the candle of the candle, and the deep grievances will finally be discerned. ”

After Yao Huan traveled to this era, he has already met many celebrities.

The family of Zhao Xu, the son of heaven.

When the court was in charge of Zeng Bu and Zhangdun.

Gao Yu, who was too blackened by the wild history.

The god of words is still cardamom when Li Qingzhao

Huang Tingjian and Yan Jidao, leaders in the literary world.

Su Yu, the son of the leader-level figure Su Shi.

The clear but not demonic Northern Song Dynasty "national voice" Li Shishi.

Even, even Yuwen Xuzhong and Chen Dong, who would become famous decades later, she saw them.

But what she wants to see the most is precisely this national scholar with profound morals, pure performance, and lofty style like a forest of scribes - Su Song!

Tang Duocaichen, Song Duo Neng Chen.

However, being a courtier, in fact, is the same as being a man, talent is the surface, virtue and benevolence, and the party is fundamental.

Just like cooking, the quality of the ingredients is the most important thing. Otherwise, no matter how original the seasoning is, and then there are tricks and rains, what you can get into your mouth is not a pure taste after all.

Yao Huan put the wooden spoon for boiling spice water on the clay pot and got up to salute Su Songfu.

Because the reverence was too surging, her clasped hands trembled slightly.

Su Song just heard the little chef talk about the fennel stuffed buns, and she was surprised.

"What's wrong with you, kid?"

Yao Huan stabilized his mind, and suddenly remembered another story recorded in "The Biography of Su Song", and explained with a whim: "The mother of the grass people is from Qiantang, and she once taught that when Su Xianggong came out of Qiantang to help the drought, countless people lived. The grass people saw Su Xianggong today, and they were grateful for a while, but they didn't feel that they had lost their manners, and they hoped that Su Gong would forgive them. ”

Su Song shook his hand: "Since you are eating the country and the court, what you are talking about is the old man's business, why worry about it." I am now a minister, I don't have an official uniform, but I am an old man in his old age, you don't have to be a grass people, the old man is not comfortable to listen to. Well, you're just talking about the various ways to make fennel steamed buns, it's really interesting. What kind of soup is you boiling in this little pottery urn? Can you say that you have opened your eyes with the old man? ”

"Back to Su Gong, this is the younger generation and a few friends, who are using the hometown fruits of the big food customers to develop fragrant drinks."

Xiangyuzi is the name of the Song people for drinks with different ingredients such as spices, buttermilk, fruits, flowers, and herbs.

Yao Huan called them "Song Dynasty Hey Tea".

When she first arrived, it was around the Dragon Boat Festival, and the heat was blazing, and stalls buying mung bean licorice ice and snow drinks could be seen everywhere in the city. Later, she sold chicken feet along the street with Meituan on dog days, and would buy fragrant drinks to drink when it was hot.

The best drink is a kind of fragrant drink soaked in ice cubes after mixing papaya, honey and tea juice, pouring a big sip in the high temperature, the cold "Song Dynasty Hey Tea", like a clear stream of snow-capped mountains, trickles through the throat and flows into the stomach, bringing a burst of coolness to the limbs and bones, and even the fire-like skin is instantly cooled.

In autumn and winter, people often use all kinds of herbal teas as hot drinks.

Yao Huan was inspired by this, and because she had tasted a drink of sparkling green coffee bean extract mixed with ginger beer in a bar in her previous life, she decided to give it a try today.

At this time, a distinct compound fragrance had wafted out of the urn, so Yao Huan took the second urn away from the fire and took the third small clay pot and placed it on the earthen stove.

Over there, after Shao Qing filtered out the extracted juice of green coffee beans, because he had heard Yao Huan briefly explain the recipe and knew what she was going to do next, he handed her a long-necked porcelain bottle.

Yao Huan poured the liquid in the porcelain bottle into the clay pot, and the charcoal fire burned, and the strong spicy air wafted out.

"Su Gong, this is ginger juice, the younger generation now puts in the brown sugar cube and boils it into ginger syrup."

After the brown sugar had completely melted, Yao Huan ordered Meituan to fetch a bowl and introduce various ingredients to Su Song, while mixing green coffee bean extract juice, Western Regions spice water, and brown sugar ginger juice together.

Yao Huan said gracefully, "Let the juniors try it first", and then covered his mouth and took a sip.

When she explained just now, she actually kept beating the drum in her heart.

In plain sight, if this thing is hard to drink, the chain will fall too big.

When Yao Huan smacked the hot brown sugar ginger green coffee, when he raised his eyes, he met Shao Qing's gaze.

Mr. Shao also seemed to be quite worried, and blurted out, "How?" ”

Yao Huan's smile said it all.

The herbaceous taste of the raw bean extract juice is neutralized by the pungent taste of ginger juice, the sweetness of brown sugar, and the aroma of cardamom and fennel seeds.

Compared with the Americano made from roasted beans, the bitterness of this green bean compound drink is much lighter, and it is indeed more like the combination of green tea-flavored drink and brown sugar ginger soup of the Song people, which they should be able to accept.

She hurriedly took another clean porcelain cup, made a new bowl, and added an extra piece of dry lime brought by the deed, and presented it to Su Song with a smile: "Please Su Gong to taste." ”

Su Song took it with great interest, tried it with his lips, it was just the right warmth, and then took a big sip of it.

The old gentleman closed his eyes, as if he was feeling the warm hot drink falling into his stomach, and more as if he was savoring the rich taste of this novel and fragrant drink.

After a while, he said aloud: "First it is slightly bitter, light spicy, some nasal flushing, then a little sour, such as eating orange grapefruit, and then a star of sweetness, it seems to be there, and it seems to be not, and the last aftertaste is the fragrance of the other world." Hmm, child, you said first, your mother is from Qiantang? The old man remembered that after returning to the north, he wrote a poem that missed Yu Hang's subordinates: 'After drinking, the song is often twilight, and the romance is scattered for many years. 'The fragrant drink you make deserves the phrase 'the wind and clouds have been scattered for many years'. ”

Yao Huan was flattered and couldn't help but speak.

I can't stop admiring in my heart, this is what a cultured person looks like when he does a live broadcast of food.