EBE Chapter 129 Framed
Chapter 129 Framed
After reading these chapters, the book club members were already in an uproar.
"Is this granulated sugar really as crystal clear as snow, as described in the book?"
"Laugh! How could it be so easy to make? You know how precious pure sugar is. If it were that simple, why would Mr. Wuming write such an important method in a storybook and show it to everyone?!" Everyone was incredulous, just like when they first saw "The Little Chef of the Jin Dynasty" and didn't believe that it was a cauldron.
"Yes, if we could really make refined sugar using this method, wouldn't we be rich? How much money could we make just from this recipe?! Mr. Wuming might not even need to make money by writing storybooks anymore."
"I'm so curious what this white sugar tastes like?!"
"What else could it taste like? It's sweet, of course, but I'm curious, can this white sugar be sweeter than honey?!"
Have you ever eaten honey?
"I was fortunate enough to have eaten it once..."
The two of them then drifted off-topic in their conversation.
However, none of the people who read the story at the scene believed that Mr. Wuming's method could really produce refined sugar.
If it can actually be done, the impact on the Jin Dynasty will be profound, and the entire Jin Dynasty will be in an uproar.
Everyone knew what this meant, but no one dared to believe it; they simply treated it as a story. However, some people held different opinions.
"Maybe it really works?! Last time, nobody believed the recipes Mr. Wuming wrote in his storybooks. When they saw how honeycomb briquettes were made, everyone laughed it off. But it turns out the recipe is feasible. Doesn't that prove it?"
Suddenly someone stood up and said this, which made everyone think, and some people were already thinking that they would have to try the method when they got back.
Meanwhile, Sun Xianren stroked his beard thoughtfully, but only Lance Nian, who knew his master well, saw Sun Xianren's trembling hands.
Sun Xianren was inwardly turbulent, but he was always as calm as a mountain. He quickly suppressed his joy, but his trembling hands betrayed him.
But he was inwardly warning himself to remain calm and not be impatient. He hadn't finished reading the serialized story yet and needed to observe the situation carefully; there might be surprises to come.
He felt that not long after this story was told, the situation in Bianjing would truly change.
At the same time, his doubts grew stronger. Who exactly was this unknown writer? He really wanted to meet this person and discuss things with 'him'!
With their own thoughts, everyone continued reading.
The cloth bag that Luo Nanzhi carried on her shoulder looked ordinary.
However, this seemingly ordinary toolbox is looked down upon by others.
But inside were all her treasures, which she cherished and took with her wherever she went.
After all, they are her livelihood.
The extracted, clean and pure sugar is called white sugar by Luo Nanzhi to distinguish it from other sugars.
With this white sugar, making desserts became much easier for her.
She first made caramel milk pudding with white sugar.
The caramel was made with brown sugar that she had just extracted.
Add a little water to brown sugar and simmer over low heat to make caramel.
Because she was the only one in the kitchen, she had to keep the fire burning and control the heat while stirring the pot with a wooden spatula.
This caramel milk pudding is very easy to make. Simply put the brown sugar that has been cooked until thick into a ceramic bowl containing milk, then pour in the beaten eggs, strain it, cover it with a wooden lid, and then steam it in a pot.
In no time, a solidified caramel custard was ready, topped with some chopped fruit.
It had a wonderful milky flavor, so she made a few more portions. She tasted them and they were pretty good.
So the dessert was placed on the table of the prefect's wife.
The prefect's wife had never seen such a dessert before. When the dessert was served, a copper spoon was placed next to it. She shook the ceramic bowl in surprise, and the food inside the bowl swayed as well.
It was so beautiful that even the governor's wife couldn't bear to eat it.
She took a spoonful and was surprised to find the dish so soft that it easily scooped onto the copper spoon. As soon as she put it in her mouth, the milky and sweet flavors filled her taste buds.
"Delicious!" was the governor's wife's first impression.
Before long, the prefect's wife, who had been saying she couldn't bear to eat it, finished it all, and ate it all up.
When she wanted to eat another bowl, the maid told her that she could only eat one bowl a day, as eating too many sweets would be bad for her stomach.
So she gave up, but she began to look forward to dinner.
In the days that followed, Luo Nanzhi made different kinds of desserts every day, sometimes it was honey osmanthus stewed milk, and sometimes it was preserved plum ice jelly.
These were all appetizing desserts, which greatly stimulated the appetite of the prefect's wife when eaten before the main meal.
Moreover, Luo Nanzhi always makes many novel and delicious dishes.
In less than half a month, the governor's wife's face had visibly become plumper.
The governor was pleased, but the chefs were full of resentment.
Ever since Luo Nanzhi's cooking skills won the favor of the prefect and his wife, she has been cooking almost every day.
If this continues, they'll really have to pack their bags and leave.
How could they let this happen?
Some narrow-minded, treacherous, and cunning people had long planned to teach her a lesson and show her what was what.
They heard that Luo Nanzhi was going to make something new and interesting, and that she was still in the innovation stage. She was experimenting with how milk and tea would taste when they put them together. As soon as they heard that, they knew that an opportunity had come.
Luo Nanzhi planned to brew a cup of tea and add milk after it cooled down. Just as she finished brewing the tea, they had someone call her out of the kitchen.
Meanwhile, a chef sneaked into her small kitchen and poured out the tea he had just brewed.
Because the maid said that the madam was looking for Luo Nanzhi, Luo Nanzhi left in a hurry and didn't have time to pack her tool bag.
The chef had naturally seen her use this bag before, but the contents were too varied, and he studied them for a long time without knowing their purpose. Otherwise, he would have taken it for himself long ago.
Seeing that he had wasted a lot of time, he became a little anxious.
Since we can't use it even if we take it, we might as well...
His mind raced, and he immediately had an idea.
……
Everyone at the book appreciation event was furious at what they saw.
"Damn it, what a despicable act! How dare they frame someone like this!" Some people were already getting angry.
"Why isn't Luo Nanzhi back yet! If she doesn't come back soon, you'll be framed!"
"What bad thing is this person going to do! Oh God, no! Luo Nanzhi finally gained the prefect's favor."
"He actually tried to steal Luo Nanzhi's cloth bag! Luckily, he didn't know how to use the things in the bag, otherwise I would have been furious if he had stolen it!"
Regardless of the complaints from the audience, the plot unfolded as expected.
This person secretly put the tea leaves from the side into the pot.