This proposal was made suddenly by Mr. Qian. They really didn't expect anything for a moment, but Chen Nian on the side suddenly had a good idea. In order to let them have snacks, Chen Nian planned to give them a trick.

"Masters, I have a suggestion here. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"

When Hai Mingxian heard this, he immediately became interested, and at the same time, he also made a plan in his mind. No matter what Chen Nian said later, he would praise it and convince others to play according to Chen Nian's words.

"Please tell me."

Chen Nian nodded: "All the gentlemen here today are the future pillars of the Great Xia Dynasty. They must be full of literary talent and outstanding talents. Why not have a hearty poetry meeting using local materials. Everyone chooses a theme and writes a poem.

, and then choose the best one from each theme, and choose four of these snacks to eat by yourself or share with others."

"What a great idea!" Hai Mingxian sighed. He originally wanted to talk about it without thinking, but after listening to it, he felt that this idea was really good and interesting, mainly because everyone can share it after choosing the snacks.

Others eat, which avoids the situation where someone cannot eat.

And everyone's eyes basically lit up after hearing this.

Especially the scholar surnamed Qian, after hearing Chen Nian's idea, he walked over and patted Chen Nian's shoulder admiringly: "This is a good idea. I didn't expect you, a snack vendor, to come up with such an interesting idea."

Although it was a compliment, Chen Nian felt that the other party wanted to be in the spotlight, wanted to lead everyone's conversation, and make himself the center of the topic.

I have seen too many people like this in college.

Hai Mingxian gritted his teeth as he watched, thinking that this man's connections were no worse than yours or mine, so he quickly walked over and calmly pushed the scholar named Qian back to his seat.

Then I acted as the host and planned to start the game quickly.

Soon, the game begins.

Chen Nian pretended to be curious and looked on. Hai Mingxian was naturally happy to have Chen Nian here. In this way, he could still make some limelight because he felt that he was better than the other young masters.

few.

As the game started, everyone composed a poem based on the theme. Chen Nian listened to it. Every time the scholar named Qian finished speaking, Chen Nian couldn't help but chuckle, and then quickly covered his mouth.

The sound is just the kind of sound that others can hear but is not particularly obvious.

They didn't react at first, but after a few rounds, the scholar named Qian finally reacted and turned to look at Chen Nian angrily.

Chen Nian did this on purpose, and he was not worried about what the other party would dare to do, because from listening to their previous chats, Chen Nian knew that the man named Qian was a fifth-rank official.

He knew that Hai Mingxian would protect him today.

What's more, the other party said bad things about Fu Xin behind his back. It would be fine if he didn't hear it. Since he heard it, he couldn't ignore it. At least he should vent his bad words for his friend.

Even if he is really targeted by this guy, as long as he puts these words out, he will soon become the target of public criticism.

Although Fu Xin is only a sixth-rank editor in the Hanlin Academy, his teacher is the prime minister of the dynasty, and Fu Xin, the number one scholar, was personally selected by the Emperor of Great Xia during the imperial examination. You are saying behind his back that he is

Luck or something, wouldn't that be a slap in the face to those big shots?

Therefore, Hai Mingxian will definitely protect himself today, not only for his sister, but also for himself.

This is also the basis for aging.

"Why are you laughing?" the scholar named Qian said angrily.

"I just thought of some interesting things." Chen Nian shook his head and acted innocently, "Idiots don't know how to recite poems correctly, so naturally they started to lose focus after listening to boring things."

Of course, Chen Nian also feels from the bottom of his heart that the poems written by this guy named Qian are not very good. If the poems written by Hai Mingxian are like the ones automatically generated on the Internet, then the poems written by the scholar named Qian are like

It is common for beginners who have just learned Pingqi to apply it mechanically.

After Chen Nian finished speaking, the other party withdrew his gaze and continued the game...

But just like this, every time after he finished speaking, Chen Nian would laugh, and the laughter made him upset: "Brother Hai, I can't stand it anymore, I have to teach him some lessons today!"

"Why?" Hai Mingxian asked pretending to be confused.

"Brother Hai, didn't you hear that? He kept laughing next to me. He would laugh every time I finished a poem. Isn't this deliberately disturbing me?"

At this time, Hai Mingxian's face suddenly became serious. He had indeed invited the man named Qian, but it was just to make up for the number. In the end, this guy really regarded himself as a person.

It has been jumping from the beginning to now.

"Mr. Qian, have you ever thought that maybe the poem you wrote is really funny?"

The sudden revolt caught everyone off guard, but although most of the people present were young, how many fools could there be who were born into a family of officials?

After Hai Mingxian said this, they quickly chose their camp in their hearts. In comparison, Mr. Hai's father was from the second grade, and that guy's father was only from the fifth grade.

At this moment, Young Master Qian turned around and saw that everyone was looking at him much colder, with a smile on his lips, as if they were really laughing.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like a clown.

And Chen Nian, the instigator of all this, was watching the excitement with interest, arms folded.

"You untouchable!" He said as he wanted to go up and cause trouble for Chen Nian. Even if he did it here, he was not afraid. After all, Chen Nian was just a commoner.

But at this moment Hai Mingxian became anxious and shouted on the spot: "Stop him!"

As soon as the words fell, three or four strong servants rushed over and grabbed Mr. Qian!

"If you dare to hit anyone in my house, throw them out!"

In the end, the scholar named Qian was thrown out directly. He didn't even have a chance to resist, because this was the difference in class.

"Thank you Mr. Hai." Chen Nian said with a smile and cupped his hands.

"Where is it? Brother Chen is not injured, is he?"

"No, I will go back after the snacks are delivered. If Mr. Hai likes them, you can order them again next time."

"Don't worry." Hai Mingxian nodded.

Then Chen Nian thanked him and left.

As Chen Nian left, Hai Mingxian turned around and looked at the astonished expressions on the faces of his other friends: "Have you ever wondered why I protect this snack seller so much? Are you willing to offend him?

The one named Qian?"

"Actually, even if I don't tell you some things now, you will know them in the future. The young man who brought us snacks just now, even though he is just a snack seller and has just arrived in the capital, he is the number one scholar Fu Xin.

My friend, that’s why he humiliated the man named Qian just now.”

"Secondly, he is not as simple as he seems on the surface. This morning, I went to his shop. Prince Jing was there at that time, and Prince Jing was only accompanied by an entourage. Prince Jing said at that time

In one sentence, can you guess what it is?"

"At that time, Prince Jing said that the man named Chen Nian just now was his friend."

…

When Chen Nian returned to the dim sum shop, the dim sum here was almost sold out. When Chen Nian came back, Lu Ke took out some materials and started to teach Chen Nian about sour plum soup.

"This sour plum soup is actually not something we make at home, but I accidentally learned it from an old man when I first got married in the capital. During that time, the old man was selling sour plum soup every day on a cart in our house. I

I also buy some every day, and over time I will recognize them.

We met. Later, the uncle said that he had something to do at home and had to leave, but he was afraid that I would not be able to find anyone if he left suddenly, so he waited an extra day to explain the situation to me. Later, he asked me if I wanted the recipe for sour plum soup.

I agreed immediately, and he told me everything," Lu Ke said.

"Later, I found that most of the materials he used were relatively cheap, so I replaced some more, and others were added by trying new ones. I improved them more than a dozen times on the basis of the old man's materials before making it.

Today’s taste comes.”

When Chen Nian heard that this ancient method was actually learned from the roadside, he couldn't help but be more hopeful. You must know that many dishes or snacks that have been passed down to later generations were first made by the people and then became widely circulated.

And Chen Nian also knows that making sour plum soup requires many kinds of seasonings. After all, every time I watched my cousin make it, she would bring out a large basket of prepared seasonings, and she would also weigh them when mixing the seasonings.

"The first materials to prepare are black plums, black dates, hawthorns, orange peels, licorice..."

Lu Ke introduced the seasonings used to make sour plum soup, but Chen Nian looked at the black plums on the side and his heart moved. He picked it up and smelled it, but he felt that there was a strong smoky smell on it.

This plum must have been bought from a drugstore, so it has a strong smoky and medicinal smell. If this thing is not processed, the brewed sour plum soup may not be much better than Guangdong herbal tea.

When Lu Ke saw Chen Nian picking up the ebony plums and playing with them, he couldn't help but said: "The ebony plums need to be carefully washed first and then steamed in a pot for a long time to get rid of the smoky smell. But even so, there will still be smoke when cooking.

A little bit of it will remain, but the remaining smoky flavor will be very light, and I really like the smoky flavor in it," said Lu Ke.

Chen Nian nodded as he listened.

Regarding the smoky flavor in sour plum soup, it is the same as eating coriander. Some people like it, and some people don’t like it, but overall it is still acceptable. After all, some beverage factories in later generations are directly making finished sour plum soup.

Most of the time it retains some smoky flavor inside.

Otherwise, it is not difficult to remove this smell with their technology.

Lu Ke now took out unprocessed ebony plums. The main purpose was to let Chen Nian recognize them first. Then she took out the processed ebony plums. Chen Nian picked them up and smelled them. Sure enough, the smoky smell on them was gone.

a lot of.

Then Lu Ke began to take the ingredients and wash them in water, but the osmanthus flowers were still lying aside untouched.

After washing, Lu Ke poured water into the pot, then weighed the various ingredients separately, put them into the pot according to a certain number of grams, and poured in an appropriate amount of water.

Then turn on the fire.

"Xiao Nian, this sour plum soup is actually the same as making medicine. It has the first and second decoctions. Now what we have to do is the first decoction. You see the water is boiling now, so we need to turn to low heat and cook for three more seconds.

About 10 minutes."

Chen Nian silently wrote it down in his mind: "What about three quarters of an hour later?"
To be continued...