Heavenly Dao Formula

Inside the Privy Council, in the lobby of the Ministry of Command.

"Come on, it's ready." Xia Fan put the plate full of snacks on the long table, "Come and try the taste."

"Oh!" Qianzhi was the first to raise his hand in response, "Qianzhi is good at tasting!"

Then came Li and Shanhui.

Fang Xiandao stared at Xia Fan for a long time before he raised his eyebrows and said, "You... are really strange."

"how?"

"You are already a fourth-rank official, so there is no reason to cook by yourself. Shouldn't this kind of thing be left to servants, cooks and maids?"

"Official position has nothing to do with what I want to do, or it is because I have the energy to do these things after I sit in this position." Xia Fan said indifferently, "Besides, few people have done this thing before, naturally I have to do it myself. Don't talk too much, just try it first."

Fang Xiandao picked up the bowl - even he had to admire it, it was definitely a bowl of food with excellent appearance. The bottom is crystal clear ice flakes, all of which are very close in size. A layer of emerald green powder is sprinkled on it, which looks like a small mountain bag at first glance. Through the "mountainside" part, you can also see the golden sandwich inside.

He dug a spoonful of it into his mouth with a spoon, and immediately felt an unprecedented sweetness on his tongue!

The taste level of this thing is far more complicated than he imagined.

Fang Xiandao couldn't help but took another bite.

The topmost thing should be related to tea, he can taste the unique fragrance and slight astringency of green tea. Then there is the coolness brought by the melting ice flakes, and the fresh sweetness that fills the whole mouth.

That golden thing, probably honey?

But the sweetness was obviously beyond the range of honey, and it almost hit his mind like a wave.

Even though he didn't want Xia Fan to have any chance to be proud, he still couldn't control the hand he stretched out subconsciously.

This thing--it can definitely be called a good cold drink!

The habit of eating ice is also present in Lingzhou, especially during the dog days when it is humid and hot. Whether you add ice to the water or eat ice cubes with goat milk or fruit, you can quickly relieve the discomfort of the hot weather. After all, for the Fang family, ice is not a rare thing, and sometimes they will give free ice to residents around the town as a gift to increase their reputation.

But he has never eaten such a delicate freezing point.

If adding ice is a means of relieving the heat, the thing in his hand has already made the ice itself a main course.

Wait... Fang Xiandao suddenly realized that even he was like this, so Qianzhi didn't know——

He looked at the living dead, and found that Qianzhi was already holding the bowl and licking it.

"Qianzhi still wants it."

The little girl stared at the plates on the table.

"Yes, after all, you are the main force in making shaved ice." Xia Fan said with a smile, "As long as you come to my place in the future, there will always be shaved ice to eat."

This guy...isn't he still thinking about the living dead?

Fang Xiandao coughed twice, "Qianzhi, no matter where you go, you have to get my permission first, you should understand this, right?"

The other party showed a rare look of hesitation.

Hell! Could it be that the young master of the Fang family is not as important as a bowl of dessert in her eyes?

Fang Xiandao stared at Xia Fan anxiously, "If you do this again, I will have to leave."

Xia Fan spread his hands helplessly, "Okay, okay, the recipe of this thing is not complicated, so it's okay to tell you. Even if you leave Jinxia in the future, you can make a bowl by yourself."

Although he did have some ideas, but mainly to appreciate Li Cozy's expression, especially when he saw the fox demon's ears drooping in satisfaction, the shaved ice was not in vain.

"I just want to know why its sweet taste is so special?" Fang Xiandao heaved a sigh of relief, "It looks like honey, but honey can't achieve such an effect at all."

"It's really simple. I just added a little salt to the ice."

"Salt?" Fang Xiandao was taken aback for a moment, he really couldn't associate salt with a strong sweet taste.

Xia Fan took out a small crystal bottle from his arms and put it in front of the other party, "Not bad. But compared to the common coarse salt, this kind of salt is more rare."

"What white salt!" Qianzhi yelled, "Qianzhi can't find it in memory!"

"You don't need to bother with your forget-you-seen memory!" Fang Xiandao flicked his fingers to her before picking up the crystal bottle and holding it in front of his eyes for a closer look. This thing is completely different from the salt in his impression. It is no longer a piece of variegated particles, but evenly shaped like fine sand, and its color is even more white like snow. "Can salt be refined to this level?"

"The method is not the key, the key is the large amount. For such a small bottle of refined salt, a large barrel of salt is needed for the substrate." Xia Fan explained, "When the salt is purified to a certain extent, it can produce a strong salt together with sugar. sweetness."

For example, sea salt ice cream follows this genre.

Although the sweet party and the salty party are in full swing all day long, sugar and salt themselves are not incompatible rivals. On the contrary, they themselves can strengthen each other. For example, adding a small amount of sugar to a salty stir-fry can increase Adding a little salt to the dessert will also make the sweetness more vivid.

However, the premise of this method is that the salt is fine enough. Otherwise, the bitterness and astringency of low-purity sea salt and mineral salt are enough to break the delicate balance of freshness and sweetness.

Fang Xiandao clicked his tongue, "Didn't it mean that this small bottle of salt is worth tens of taels of silver?"

"To be precise, it is priceless. Because salt itself is not easy to get, no one will put the cart before the horse and further refine the precious salt into refined salt."

However, the situation is completely different for Jinxia City, which owns the Yantian. Although recrystallization is still troublesome, at least the cost can be kept to a minimum.

"So you must have a plan for letting me try such a precious thing." Fang Xiandao immediately raised his vigilance.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to give the Fang family a few bottles of refined salt so that more people can taste it." Xia Fan said bluntly. "Since you have come to Yancheng, it is obviously reasonable to send some local specialties back."

In essence, this is marketing.

Because refined salt is destined to be impossible to popularize in the short term, he simply defines this subsidiary product as a "luxury product" and directly takes the high-end route. And those who are able to afford luxury goods are either a wealthy businessman or a wealthy family. The most effective way to open up this kind of circle is undoubtedly one-to-one precise delivery.

"Heh, first things first, Lingzhou is not a rich place. Even the Fang family's financial resources are far inferior to those of the Fei and Luo families." Fang Xiandao curled his lips, "If you want to make money from the Fang family, finally The only thing you get is disappointment, don't say I didn't warn you in advance."

"Wealth can be measured not only by money. Specialty products may be commonplace in the local area, but in other places, their value is incalculable." Xia Fan touched his chin, "For example, this living dead——"

"Are you still staring at the living dead?" Fang Xiandao interrupted hastily, "Other special products can be considered, but Mrs. Fang, the living dead, will never agree to you! Do you know how rare a living dead is, even if it is the chief disciple of the Fang family? The living dead come down from generation to generation. Take Qianzhi as an example, before she guarded me, she served as the partner of many Fang family members."

"Eh? Why doesn't Qianzhi know?" The little girl showed a confused expression, "Isn't the young master the first group of people Qianzhi knew?"

"Because you—" Fang Xiandao suddenly showed a look of impatience in the middle of speaking, "It's fine if you don't remember."

"Could it be that the living dead of the Fang family have not given away to outsiders?" Xia Fan asked curiously.

"It's...not nothing." Fang Xiandao paused, "If you have helped the Fang family a lot, or provided something that the old man or the old lady is desperate for."

"Things you want? Like?"

"Ancient books that can be helpful for divination, or powerful spells and so on. The former encompasses everything in the world and reveals the knowledge of unknowable mysteries, while the latter is either the lost secret record or Yuyi's experience." Fang Xiandao He waved his hand, "But don't think about it, the Fang family has cooperated with the Luo family in Youzhou a long time ago, and even they can't provide a few valuable books, let alone you."