Steamed bun?

When Lianhua and the others heard this term, they were all a little dazed. Wu Qing couldn't help but take another steamed bun and ate it a few bites. He sincerely praised: "My mother, I have never eaten such delicious food before. This is only available in the palace, right?"

This thing is soft and fragrant, and it is many times better than the hard wheat cake that is difficult to swallow. In Wu Qing's opinion, solo flight was made by a wealthy family after all, and this thing is so delicious, it is definitely something that the emperor can only eat.

Lianhua couldn't help but take one, and wanted to take a bite, but quietly put it down and smiled and said, "I'll bring it to you later." She actually wanted to bring one to her brother, but she was afraid that Brother Dan would be angry.

Only Brother Shan can make such delicious food. What we believe most is Brother Shan. Lianhua thought of it with pride and completely forgot about the worries she had last night.

Wu Qing wanted to reach out to get the steamed buns again. It would be unsatisfactory to eat this good thing in one go. Before his hand was close to the cage, he was pulled down by Aunt Wu.

"This is made by Mr. Shan. What's the matter if you eat it all. Leave it to Mr. Shan." Aunt Wu said unhappy. She was actually a little disappointed. At the market, Aunt Wu made a very good wheat cake, but with the same ingredients, it seemed that she was not even as good as flying solo. This was of course a blow to Aunt Wu who made a living by making wheat cakes.

Shanfei smiled and said, "Actually, I used to eat this steamed bun. If you can't eat it, take it out and sell it. I've taught Lotus, Aunt Wu, how about you bring lotus to sell this steamed bun in the future?"

Aunt Wu was stunned and said in surprise: "Young Master Shan, are you saying true?"

After she ate a bite of steamed bun, she immediately knew that if the steamed bun was sold in the market, it would definitely be much better than wheat cakes, and could even sell at a higher price. If she really taught her this method, she and Wu Qing would never have to worry about food and clothing in the future.

Lianhua also looked a little unbelievable. She was not old, but she was extremely flexible. She usually relied on sewing and repairing bees to supplement her family's life. She knew that if she mastered this craft, her life would definitely improve greatly.

"Of course it's true." Flying back solo.

Aunt Wu couldn't help but count, "One wheat cake costs one cent, but one steamed bun can be sold for two cents, and the ingredients are the same. Mr. Dan, we can't take advantage of you. How about selling two steamed buns in the future, and how about giving you a penny?"

She thought that the steamed bun was made by solo. Although she saw that she was doing it well, she didn't know anything else. She was afraid that she would leave a trick and immediately pulled the solo into the group.

"Auntie Wu, the account cannot be settled like this." Lianhua pouted, "There is still half a bowl of honey here."

Aunt Wu felt like she was poured with a basin of cold water, and immediately felt that this was a serious problem.

Lianhua is not calculating with Aunt Wu, but thinks that if she needs half a bowl of honey to make a pot of dozens of steamed buns, how long can the honey she stored last?

Solo thinking about the invention of steamed buns is even longer-term, thinking that like contemporary innovation, it is only a matter of time before others learn about the fermentation technology of steamed buns. The most important thing at the moment is to exchange technology for some patent fees, but he knows this kind of thing, just wait for the opportunity.

Seeing Lianhua’s concern, Shanfei smiled slightly and said, “Honey is just an introduction. In the future, you can steam buns without honey, just use the dough.”

"What's the use of a face?" Lianhua asked in confusion.

Solo, he grabbed a piece of fermented dough the size of a fist and put it in a bowl, handed it to Lianhua and said, "Give it to you."

"Brother Shan gave me a gift?" Lianhua took the dough with a blushing face, thinking that it would be unique to those who are knowledgeable to give things.

"Brother Shan, I will save this well." Lianhua said firmly, and then said shyly: "I have never given me anything to this old age."

Solo was amused and crying, "It was not for you to preserve it, it was for fermentation." He knew that if he wanted to explain fermentation, the knowledge of microorganisms might make Lotus dizzy. "When you give it a dough again, just use this instead of honey and wheat flour and knead it, and then heat it according to my method."

He explained the process in detail to Lianhua. Lianhua seemed to understand it and said, "Brother Shan, this thing is really amazing, just like a mother giving birth to a child, like a mother facing her?" She didn't understand why this result was produced, but she was unquestionable about what she said.

Aunt Wu was also amazed and said to the side: "This thing can be made by Master Dan, who is knowledgeable, but why is it called a steamed bun?"

He was stunned when he flew solo.

Of course he knew the legend of steamed buns. It is said that when Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo seven times, he killed too many barbarian soldiers and made steamed buns to sacrifice to the sky.

However, the legend is just a legend, and it cannot be counted, but it is just a homonym. Not to mention whether Zhuge Liang ate rice or flour in Nanyang, just to say that in Sichuan during the Three Kingdoms period, it was not that easy to find flour. Besides, Zhuge Liang did not capture Meng Huo seven times.

In fact, every folk invention is often summarized by many people, and there are many accidental and inevitable changes. Just like in legend, Huangdi was an inventor who was greater than Edison, and almost most of China's inventions were first created. Of course, he had some doubts about this statement.

When he thought of steamed buns, Shan Fei couldn't help but think of Zhuge Liang, and thought to himself that Zhuge Liang should still be living in seclusion at this time, what about Liu Bei?

When he thought of this, he was a little confused. Seeing that everyone was still waiting for his explanation, he picked up a branch and wrote the word "mantle" on the ground and said: "This mantlele means another food that needs to be irradiated by the sun for about four hours. The head means that the pasta is like a head."

Everyone praised in unison when they saw it: "I'm good at learning."

After flying alone, I felt cold again. After seeing that the most critical honey cost problem was solved, I felt that the business was very promising, so I immediately steamed the steamed buns according to the solo method.

Seeing that Aunt Wu had recovered from this happy event, she thought 80% of her illness. She thought alone that it was important to do the important thing. I was actually an archaeologist and said to Aunt Wu: "Auntie, I'll ask Wu Qing to go out and do something."

"Okay, you guys just go out. Wu Qing and Mr. Shan go out, don't worry." Aunt Wu was very busy and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"Brother Shan, will you come back tonight?" Lianhua immediately put down the work in her hand and asked uneasy.

"Of course." Shan Fei thought to himself that today he should just go out to fight for a front station. If you want to dig a grave, you have to get the shovel in Luoyang.

Lianhua stretched out her little finger and said, "Let's hook, don't be dependent on the debt." Seeing that she didn't reach out, Lianhua pouted and said, "I haven't learned how to make steamed buns yet. You have to teach me again tonight."

Solo just smiled and patted her little head, and finally left the yard with Wu Qing. Wu Qing took the guy with an axe and tied up firewood, obviously preparing to get some dry firewood back.

Even if you don’t sell it, steaming buns still requires firewood.

After leaving the south city gate and walking for several miles, Wu Qing pointed and said, "Brother Shan, Niutou Mountain is ahead."

I flew solo and looked up and saw a continuous mountain range in front of me, with two peaks slightly higher. At first glance, it really looked a bit like two horns of a cow.

Seeing that he was confused, Wu Qing couldn't help but ask, "Brother Shan, what's wrong? What's the beauty of this mountain?"

I just smiled and thought to myself that there is nothing good about the mountains, but I must see the mountains, otherwise how can I know where the tomb will be buried?

----------The third update! The plot is gradually unfolding, don’t worry if you are anxious, haha.
Chapter completed!