allonlinenovel Chapter 257: The First Immortal Palace of Yanzhao
Chapter 257: The First Immortal Palace of Yanzhao
It really took Shen Youyou a lot of effort to call his father out from the stall where chickens, ducks and geese were being put in the ring. There was a lot of noise all around.
One wave higher than the other shouted: "Hit!" "Hit!" "Hit!"
Those who failed to put the ring on were more excited than those who put it on. When Shen Youyou looked through the gap in the cart, it was really the ones who were putting the ring on who were being coaxed by everyone, their hands were shaking, and the more they shook, the more accurate the ring was. Ouch!
"What? You mean you're selling buckwheat tea?"
The noise around was too loud, so Shen Zhiqiu could only ask loudly.
Shen Youyou also shouted: "Come here first, come over here and talk."
Oh my god! It's like singing in KTV. I even hurt my voice just by talking.
Finally, the father and daughter found a quiet place, and Shen Youyou said, "Don't you buy buckwheat just to make buckwheat tea? Don't think I don't know."
Shen Zhiqiu: "My daughter understands me very well. However, I plan to sell my buckwheat tea in Beijing. I will sell it in small quantities. I will use porcelain jars to package it and put a bamboo charcoal bag inside. Otherwise, it will be easily affected by moisture. We can't make plastic bottles to seal it now."
Indeed, buckwheat tea is susceptible to moisture because it is highly hygroscopic and easily absorbs moisture from the air. In order to maintain the quality of buckwheat tea, sealed storage measures are required.
"Let's go talk to the Taoist priest first. If all else fails, we can just sell the house to him. Buckwheat tea is easy to make, but sealing it is difficult. However, nowadays people use yellow mud or beeswax to seal wine, so we can learn from that."
Shen Zhiqiu thought it made sense. Yellow mud sealing has been around for a long time. Although beeswax sealing is expensive, that kind of specification can be sold to wealthy nobles.
The father and daughter, holding bamboo tubes of buckwheat tea, found Shanle waiting at the entrance of the Renzu Temple.
After following Shanle into the Temple of the Ancestors of Humankind, the modern father and daughter could not help but admire the huge scale of this Temple!
According to Taoist Shanle, the main buildings of Fuxi Terrace include the Dragon Master Hall, the Six Protection Hall, the sleeping palace, the east and west facing rooms, the second bell and drum tower, and nearly a hundred other palaces.
The main building faces north and south and is distributed on a central axis, forming a pattern of staggered heights and clear main and secondary parts.
Fuxi Terrace is composed of three layers of terraces, nine meters high and magnificent.
The father and daughter had never expected that the Fuxi Terrace (Temple of the Ancestors of Mankind) in this world was already of this size. Shen Zhiqiu couldn't help but think of the poems that were circulated in the Temple of the Ancestors of Mankind in his previous life, and murmured:
"The cypresses are lush and green, and birds and grass fly around the carved beams of the palace.
The corals reflect the green, and the crystals sparkle.
Vaguely, the mist shrouds Penglai. As if the sun is shining in heaven.
From a distance, I can see the moon cave of the Big Dipper.
Looking at it from close up, it looks like the wall of a king's palace.
The so-called No. 1 Immortal Palace in Yanzhao!"
Shanle, who was standing by, had his eyes sparkling. "Oh, this poem is really tailor-made for our ancestral temple. I didn't expect that the person in front of me has such literary talent."
Shen Youyou noticed Shanle's eyes and turned her head to cover her face: "Oh my god, I was fooled by my dad again. I didn't expect that my dad, who doesn't like studying, can remember the lyrics so clearly."
Passing through the front hall, Shanle brought them to his own Taoist room.
The layout of the entire room is simple and plain, with just the simplest bed, incense table, futon, desk, and bookshelf filled with Taoist classics.
There are incense burners and offerings on the incense table, which should be used for daily worship.
This room is very suitable for rest and meditation. If you only look at this place, you really can't see Shanle's strange personality.
Shanle invited the father and daughter to sit down, skillfully added carbonized water, and said in a very familiar manner: "Mr. Shen, can you silently discuss the poem you wrote before with me?"
Shen Zhiqiu was stunned at first, then a little embarrassed: "Well, I'm sorry to show you my ugliness."
He really couldn't help himself at that time, and for a moment he felt as if he had returned to the time when he visited the Human Ancestral Temple in his previous life.
There is a sense of familiarity everywhere, but now that things have come to this, let's just treat it as a plagiarism, and think of it as bringing the culture of the previous life to this world in advance.
I have to say that Shen Zhiqiu's calligraphy was quite good, as he was able to win the third place in the imperial examination.
Shen Youyou ground the ink, and Shen Zhiqiu picked up the brush to add ink. The tip of the brush touched the rice paper, and the writing was as smooth as a dragon and flowing water, all in one go.
Shanle smiled and squinted his eyes: "I really made a profit today."
"Mr. Shen is a scholar, right? Does he have any achievements?"
As Shen Zhiqiu put pen to paper, he washed the brush out of reflex; his movements were skillful and natural.
Shen Youyou was watching from the side. Can this also be inherited?
"I'm sorry to have made you laugh, Taoist priest. I'm humble and humble, I'm just a scholar."
As the saying goes, "A poor scholar is a rich juren."
But this statement is really not to be believed, because if you pass the examination to become a scholar, you can be exempted from kneeling when meeting officials, and from taxes and labor service, of course, taxes on some land.
There were also preferential treatments in criminal law. For example, if a scholar committed a crime, local officials needed to report it to the court and request that his title be revoked before they could arrest and convict him. The procedure was complicated and time-consuming.
They also have privileges in terms of clothing and the right to order slaves around. Of course, merchants also have this ability, but the gap in social status is too big. Merchants are rich and can have many servants, so the situation is different.
So Shanle had no intention of looking down on Shen Zhiqiu, and the two of them became more and more happy as they talked about this poem.
Shen Zhiqiu even told Shanle a lot about modern temples and Taoist temples, as well as some management matters.
While listening to the two people chatting, Shen Youyou paid attention to the stove. When she saw that the water was boiling, she picked up the kettle and put some fried buckwheat into the teapot that Shanle had prepared earlier.
The moment the hot water was poured in, a fragrance similar to a mixture of lotus and medicine spread out, and this smell made the atmosphere of the whole room more peaceful and harmonious.
Even Shanle, who was absorbed in listening to Shen Zhiqiu's speech, was attracted by the bitter buckwheat tea again: "This tea is really suitable for them, the Taoists."
Shen Youyou made a gesture of invitation: "Master, this bitter buckwheat tea, we call it health tea, which is similar to our medicinal food. Even though drinking it has many benefits, it is a medicine that requires a specific symptom.
Not everyone is suitable for drinking this kind of tea. For example, people with stomach problems, poor physical condition, and malnutrition should not drink too much.
Some people may experience adverse reactions to bitter buckwheat, such as skin itching, dizziness, asthma and other allergic symptoms, so it is not recommended to drink it. "
Shen Zhiqiu also truthfully told Taoist Shanle the shortcomings of buckwheat tea, which is that if it is not sealed, it will easily get damp and deteriorate, and it cannot be exposed to direct sunlight.
After the detailed explanation from the father and daughter, Shanle had never expected that there were so many tricks in tea.
He understood it as soon as he took the first sip. This tea is not difficult to make. It is just like frying rice and beans. To be honest, it does not require much technical skills.
He was still muttering in his heart: "Fortunately, I am still a serious practitioner. If I were an ordinary businessman, I would not need to buy the recipe after drinking this tea. I could just find someone to stir-fry it myself."
But after hearing these precautions, Shanle broke out in a cold sweat. What if he met someone who couldn't eat buckwheat?
Or if a believer with those diseases bought buckwheat tea without knowing it in advance, would our ancestral temple be involved in a lawsuit involving murder?
It seems that even if you want to sell this buckwheat tea, you have to strictly control it and sell it according to the symptoms.