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Chapter 123 Forgetting
Chapter 123
As the older sister, Tang Bao was a little bolder. She stepped forward and bowed slightly, "Please rest assured, Miss, we will definitely study hard."
Seeing her sister speak, Tangdou followed suit and said, "Miss, we...we must learn well."
Luo Shuiyao smiled and said, "I believe you will learn very well."
The two sisters looked at each other and saw that the young lady was indeed as good-tempered as Sister Dujuan said, and the timidity in their eyes dissipated a little.
Slice the prepared fruit. Add an appropriate amount of water to a pot and add tea leaves. Bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to low. Turn off the heat and let the tea steep for a while to enhance the flavor.
Then, strain the brewed tea and pour it into the teapot containing the fruit. Add an appropriate amount of honey. This completes the process of making fruit tea. Fruit tea needs to be steeped for a while so that the flavor of the fruit can fully blend into the tea.
After placing the prepared fruit tea aside, Luo Shuiyao began to direct everyone to make milk tea.
However, compared to fruit tea, milk tea is much more complicated to make. The main reason is that black tea didn't exist in that era. Luo Shuiyao had Zhuangzi run around to several tea shops before finding a tea with a similar taste.
However, the flavor of this tea was far less intense and rich than black tea. She asked Zhuangzi to buy some and ferment it with some tricks until it became a tea with a color similar to modern tea.
Therefore, the Luoshui Yao still call it black tea.
Tea was ready, and so was raw milk. What surprised Luo Shuiyao even more was that cassava existed in this era.
Because cassava has a rather ordinary taste, its price is actually a few cents cheaper than corn. This was a pleasant surprise.
Several people worked hard for the whole morning and made several flavors of fruit tea and milk tea.
After trying it, Luo Shuiyao thought it was about 70% similar. But that was fine; after all, things are valuable because they are rare. She learned this skill while working a summer job at a milk tea shop. Although ingredients were scarce in ancient times, the taste was still very good because they were all natural.
However, this result was beyond Luo Shuiyao's expectations. She directed everyone to try it, and after tasting it, the girls looked at her with sparkling eyes, all praising it highly and saying it was delicious.
Luo Shuiyao was very satisfied with their performance. After pondering for a moment, she ordered, "Send one portion of fruit tea to the Madam, one portion to the Marquis, and the rest to each of the people in the courtyard. You can handle the rest as you see fit.
It wasn't that Luo Shuiyao was reluctant to give more to the Marquis and the others; fruit tea was quite common. She had asked Zhuangzi to buy some fruit tea drinks outside the past few days, but the taste wasn't as good as these, which made sense.
But if she had given the milk tea and other things to the Marquis and his wife, then she would certainly not be able to hide what she did in the future from them. She was still young and didn't want others to know her secrets.
"Yes, miss." Du Juan glanced at the large cans of milk tea on the stove, swallowed her saliva, and nodded repeatedly.
Tang Bao was also delighted. This milk tea was fragrant and sweet, and it was indeed delicious. But she quickly restrained her smile, as if she remembered something. After a while, she hesitated and asked, "Miss, can I give my portion to my grandmother to try?"
Luo Shuiyao nodded: "You can also try to make some of the remaining materials, and then bring your own works to your grandmother."
Having said that, Luo Shuiyao thought for a moment and then turned serious. "But this is limited to fruit tea. Also, I ask that you not tell anyone else about this, not even your family members."
"Can you possibly do it?"
Tang Bao and Tang Dou nodded in unison, "Yes, we must not tell anyone."
Luo Shuiyao waved her hand, signaling them to get up, and then left the kitchen. This matter was resolved, but she still had a lot of things to do.
After entering the room, Luo Shuiyao picked up a quill pen and started writing.
Yes, it was a quill pen, which she had plucked from the goose that was slaughtered in the kitchen.
She could write with a brush, but not as fast. A quill pen was faster. She picked up the thing she had been thinking about for the past few days and continued writing.
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Du Juan, clutching a can of tea, hurried toward Ming Hua Tang. This tea is best served warm; if it's cold and then heated up, the flavor changes.
Now that they were staying in the Marquis's mansion, currying favor with the Marquis's wife would only benefit them both. Thinking of this, she felt a great sense of responsibility, clutched the pottery jar in her arms, and walked even faster.
Arriving at Minghua Hall, Dujuan stood at the doorway and bowed to the maid inside. "Madam, I am a maidservant to Miss Luo from Chunhua Court. This is the tea that my young lady asked me to bring to Madam. Could you pass a message to Madam Sang for me?"
The old woman laughed when she heard this and said, "Of course you can. Young lady, please come in first. I will go and invite Aunt Sang."
After saying that, he hurried into the yard.
Du Juan followed the instructions and entered the courtyard, but did not go any further. She held the pottery pot politely, her eyes fixed on her toes. Soon, she heard footsteps. She looked up and saw the old woman and Sang Ma Ma coming out.
She hurriedly went up to him with a smile, "Madam Sang, this is something my young lady asked me to deliver." As she spoke, she handed over the jar.
Upon hearing this, Madam Sang took the jar and looked at it curiously, but since the jar had a lid, she couldn't see anything. "What is this?"
"This is my young lady's homemade hawthorn drink. My young lady said it's great for soothing the spleen and stomach, and it can also increase one's appetite. I think my lady has been feeling unwell these past few days and must not have eaten well. My young lady asked me to bring it to her so that she can have some."
Luo Shuiyao naturally didn't tell her these words, but Du Juan herself was no fool. Although the young lady hadn't said it explicitly, the meaning was clear. She couldn't let the young lady's efforts go to waste and end up being forgotten.
Madam Sang handed the pottery jar to the maid beside her and said, "Go and prepare the porcelain bowls and spoons. I will send them to Madam's room later."
After giving instructions to the nanny beside her, she turned and looked at Du Juan, "Madam has been ill these past few days and her appetite has indeed been poor. I would like to thank my cousin on behalf of my wife."
Hearing this, Du Juan smiled shyly. "I'll pass on Madam's words to my young lady. Now that it's delivered, I'll leave now so as not to disturb you and Madam's rest."
Having said that, Du Juan bowed and turned to leave Minghua Hall.
Aunt Sang watched her brisk figure gradually disappear into the distance, smiled and shook her head, "It's great to be young!"
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In the side hall, the Marquis's wife sat listlessly on the armchair. Nanny Sang pushed open the door and walked in, holding a food tray. The Marquis's wife glanced at her and whispered, "I feel sad and can't eat."