Ning Wuxian opened the cloth bag, took out a cigarette rolled in yellow straw paper from it, and handed it to Su Rui.

"Master Su, this is a cigarette made of shredded tobacco, its medicinal value can be determined by the Tai Hospital in Jing'an City, I will first talk about the value it brings to Daxing, according to my estimates, the tax it creates is no less than steamed wine."

Su Rui just stretched out his hand, and when he heard this, he couldn't control his emotions, his hands shook, and he almost flattened the cigarette in front of him.

He cautiously took the cigarette and watched it carefully.

The cigarette in his hand was shaped like a slender funnel, slightly larger at one end and slightly sharper at the other, and the larger one was twice as large as the tip.

He couldn't tell what the tobacco was, but when his nose got closer, he could smell a little fragrant, but also a little choking, which made him instantly refresh and feel a lot more energetic.

"Mr. Ning, can I take it apart and take a look?"

Su Rui did not refute Ning Wuxian's wild words.

If another person said this, he would have asked Su Zhou to beat people out, so as not to delay his office.

But the person in front of him is Ning Unharmed.

Who is Ning Wuxian?

It was a man who offered a recipe for steaming wine, could make ice from saltpeter, and paid a tax of 150,000 taels in one go.

It was the person he couldn't wait to recommend him to the capital to be an errand in the household department.

So Suri is not in a hurry to talk about its value, and is more concerned about what this so-called cigarette is.

"Yes."

Ning Wuxian took out another cigarette from his cloth bag and held it up in front of Su Rui.

He first gently pulled out the paper stuffed into the big end of the tail, and then tore the part of the paper that was glued together, and slowly spread it out.

In the palm-sized rectangular piece of straw paper, a small tube of tobacco stuffed to the brim was exposed to Suri's sight.

Suri followed his example, tore open the overlapping paper, spread it out, pinched a strand of filament, put it under his nose, and sniffed it vigorously.

The flavor is more distinct.

Like the pine fir used for incense, and like a dry herb, it may smell a little choking at first, but after smelling it for a long time, take a deep breath, and feel clear and relaxed.

"Is this tobacco for eating?"

As she spoke, Suri was about to put the shredded tobacco in her hand into her mouth.

Ning Wuxian grabbed Su Rui's wrist in time, shook his head and said, "This tobacco is not for eating, but for smoking." ”

Suck?

Su Rui frowned, put down the cigarette in his hand, and stared straight at it for a long time, but he couldn't understand what kind of smoking method this sucking method is.

Then.

I saw Ning Wuxiao take out a cigarette from the cloth bag again, and then stretched out his hand towards Yun Fei.

"Fire."

"Childe, catch it."

Yun Fei threw a fire fold over.

After Ning Wuxian took it, after lighting the end of the fire fold close to the end, a strange smell permeated the hall.

Su Zhou, who was guarding the front door, smelled this smell, turned his head in surprise and glanced at the little sparks on the table, and when he saw that it was not water, he wanted to turn his head away, but his body sucked hard very honestly.

It's so fragrant.

After smelling this smell, he stood on the post for a day, and greeted the body that was sent to him, and he didn't seem to be so tired.

It is worthy of the cigarette made by Mr. Ning, and like that perfume, it is really novel and easy to use.

At this time, Su Rui was sniffing the burning cigarette in front of him with an intoxicated expression.

Originally, in addition to being intoxicated with official duties, even Jiang Yan's favorite liquor could be stopped with just two sips, but when he smelled the smell of cigarettes, he had a feeling of being unable to extricate himself.

"I was finally able to understand why Jiang Yan loved wine, and finally understood why Mr. Ning said that the tax value brought by this cigarette was no less than that of steamed wine."

Even he couldn't help but find a brazier and throw a cigarette into it, and burn it for ten days and half a month, so as to ensure that he was always clear-headed and able to handle more government affairs.

Not to mention those who have weaker willpower than him and need to rely on other methods to improve their concentration and stamina on a daily basis.

"With this kind of tobacco that can be carried, burning one and smelling it is no more effective than any incense or eating a medicinal soup, it does not take up space or time, and it is extremely convenient."

Thinking of the weight of this cigarette, Su Rui couldn't help but compare it in his heart.

It's more convenient to carry cigarettes than to bring alcohol!

Ning Wuxian knew that Su Rui, who could be the head of the first party, was stronger than others in terms of vision and foresight.

But he still had to stretch Suri's imagination, dusting off the ashes of his burnt cigarette and shoving the tip of his cigarette into his mouth.

His move startled Suri a lot.

Su Rui didn't care about the fire burning on the other end of the cigarette, and reached out to pull the cigarette away from Ning Wuxian's mouth.

"Mr. Ning! Cannot! ”

"Huh?"

Ning Wuxian took advantage of the fact that his mouth had not been covered, his fingers were a little rusty, and he dusted off the ashes of his cigarette again.

Just as he was about to speak, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed.

"Mr. Ning, what are you doing?"

Su Rui was anxious and annoyed, and hurriedly took his teacup and poured a cup of herbal tea and handed it to Ning Wuxian, and then nervously patted Ning Wuxian's back.

Ning Wuxian was extremely embarrassed.

He smoked, but he only smoked it during socializing, plus this cigarette did not have a filter, and the tobacco was filled more realistically, he didn't expect this sip to be so choking.

It's a bit of a shame.

I knew that before lighting the fire, I would try it at home before demonstrating it.

Fortunately, the final interpretation is in his hands.

After his breath calmed down, he explained to Su Rui, who looked suspicious and worried: "In addition to making this cigarette burn on its own like incense, you can also smoke it like this, but don't use too much force, otherwise you will choke like me." ”

In fact, the effect of this ancient method of cigarette is not as good as that of using a pipe.

But he didn't study pipes, and he didn't have time to study them, so he would show them briefly first, and then remind Su Rui later, so that the imperial court could not only sell tobacco, but also make money to make pipes.

“……”

The well-informed Su Rui did not pierce Ning Wuxian's embarrassment.

He thought of the scene of gray smoke coming out of Ning Wuxian's nose and mouth just now, and his hands were itchy for a while, so he picked one out of the cloth bag, lit it with a fire fold, and took a sip gently.

Just one bite.

The strong smell rushed from his mouth to his nose and brain, which suddenly relieved him from the fatigue of lack of sleep for many days, and his bent back couldn't help but straighten, and his breathing became free.

He followed Ning Wuxian's example again, dusted off the burned cigarette ash towards the place on the table where there was no official document, and took a deep breath.

Lift your spirits!

"Good! What a cigarette! ”

After Suri tasted it, he couldn't put it down.

He stared at the flickering spark that was burning, as if he had seen the scene of a cigarette in each person's hand in the future.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that it can be on par with the tax on steamed wine!

"Although cigarettes are good, they are not suitable for everyone, just like some people are easy to get drunk and hurt their liver, like people with weak body or poor lungs should not smoke."

Ning Wuxian had to tell Su Rui about the precautions.

"In addition, even if you are healthy, it is best not to exceed five sticks a day."

The amount of tobacco in five cigarettes is equivalent to the amount of half a pack of cigarettes.

Su Rui held a cigarette in his left hand, and spread out a piece of paper with his right hand to write it down carefully.

Ning Wuxian admired his rigorous attitude very much, and when he finished writing, he continued what he had just said: "Cigarettes are produced in places west of the countries of the Western Regions, and I also stayed in Zhangjiazhuang, and when I saw those wounded soldiers who couldn't sleep at night, I thought that my mother had read a book on lost medicine, which recorded this kind of tobacco. ”

He deliberately accentuated the two words of the medicine book.

"Medicine book?" Su Rui really grasped the key words, looked down at the burning cigarette in his hand, and asked in surprise: "Where is this book?" ”

"It seems that it fell into the water during the moving process or was burned by fire, so it was lost."

Ning Wuxian saw Su Rui's sighing expression, and thought weakly: There is nothing to be afraid of if the apocryphal medicine book is lost, because I want you to be really afraid of the lost thing, but it is not the medicine book.