Spiritual Lord of the Heavens: My spiritual disciples are all over the world

Shi Shi picked up the box on the table and opened it. He saw that the box contained green paste. A faint herbal fragrance came out of the box. "This is the toothpaste you mentioned. How to use it," Shi Shi said. He asked doubtfully, after all, this kind of thing has never appeared before. After a busy night, he was woken up by two people just as he fell asleep. Han Fei yawned, picked up the toothpaste and toothbrush from the table, used a wooden bowl to get a bowl of water in the tank, opened the wooden box and dipped some toothpaste into the toothbrush. , start brushing your teeth.

Traveling through time is not that fun. The living habits alone are not so easy to adapt to. Among other things, the people here never brush their teeth. They have big yellow teeth and you can smell bad breath even if you are close, even if you go to the toilet. Hemp leaves were used, and plant ash was used for laundry. No matter how clean the clothes were, they turned gray after two washes. Even though he had only been in this world for a short time, Han Fei felt uncomfortable all over his body.

The conditions were limited, but it was a pity that we couldn't make a toothpaste that could produce foam, otherwise the effect would be better. Rinse your mouth with water, and the unique refreshing taste of mint reverberated in your mouth. At this moment, Han Fei felt that his whole body was transparent. , after brushing teeth for so many years, I realized that brushing teeth is also a kind of enjoyment.

The two of them are imitating each other. The feeling of brushing their teeth with toothpaste for the first time in more than ten years can be remembered by both of them for a lifetime. The stone eyes are shining brightly against the toothpaste and toothbrush on the table, and their minds are filled with silver coins. Niu Erze On the side, he screamed, "Wow! It's so comfortable, Bai Mao, you are amazing. No wonder my father said you are a freak that I have never seen in a century, you are just different from us." Niu Er said with admiration.

Han Fei's heart was filled with 10,000 idiots, and he thought to himself: "You idiot, are you praising people or scolding them?" He was too lazy to argue with such a bastard, so he turned to Shi Shi and said, "Take this bastard and sell it on the street. Each toothbrush is sold for one silver coin, and a box of toothpaste is five silver coins. When you meet someone, you should say this and so..." Shitou nodded, indicating that he understood, and put the toothpaste and toothbrush on the table into two backpacks respectively. Shitou's family is in business, and they say that dragons and dragons give birth to phoenixes, and mice are born to dig holes. Shitou is a very smart guy, and Han Fei just needs to give him a little attention, unlike Niu Er, who just plays the piano to the cow.

After the two left, Han Fei tidied up, took the prepared seasonings, and walked to Uncle Chang's shop. When he went to the woods yesterday, Han Fei paid attention to these seasoning plants. Not to mention, he actually discovered them. Several plants, including ginger, angelica, fennel, cinnamon, etc., are commonly used seasonings by the Chinese, but no one in this world knows how to use them. Han Fei has long thought that Uncle Chang is a restaurant owner, so he will use the restaurant business Getting bigger is the best reward for Uncle Chang. Han Fei plans to hand over the toothpaste and toothbrush business to Niushan and others. If nothing goes wrong, Niushan will definitely look for him before night.

Entering the kitchen from the back door, he saw Uncle Chang busy at work. Han Fei smiled and said, "Uncle Chang, have you discovered anything new and delicious? I'm almost starving to death."

"Look at your greedy boy. Do you know what kind of meat this is? Beef. You're in for a treat. I'll kick the bones off later and cook them for you to eat to your heart's content." Uncle Chang said happily. Han Fei knew , Uncle Chang really regards him as a family member, but Aunt Chang is not so easy to talk to. Fortunately, she is always in front to greet the guests and does not have much contact with Han Fei.

"Uncle Chang, I'm also studying a dish. How about I cook it for you to try." Perhaps because he was an orphan before, Han Fei has a persistent pursuit of food. He is an out-and-out foodie, a foodie who is proficient in cooking. , is naturally very particular about eating.

Seeing these beef bones, Han Fei wanted to make a famous soup. It was the most common beef soup in the streets and alleys of Luoyang, the ancient capital. Beef soup is not difficult to make. The key to making it lies in the heat. The soup is made from big bones. Add the seasonings prepared by Han Fei and stew them together in a pot to enhance the deliciousness of the meat, and then add pancakes to make this alien version of beef soup freshly baked. When Han Fei came, he was still thinking; what should Uncle Chang do? Cooking Although it is good and diverse, it is too eye-catching. If Han Fei is not good, he will be regarded as a monster. This beef soup is different. It is simple and easy to make. For people in this world, it is both fresh and delicious. The key is not to stand out and not bring disaster to Uncle Chang.

Ever since Han Fei woke up, he felt uneasy in his heart. As an orphan, Han Fei has a much stronger sense of self-protection than ordinary people. The experience of being an orphan has made Han Fei understand human nature better and understand that kindness can only be shown within an appropriate scope. , once it exceeds this limit, it will turn into naked greed. What is good is good, and what is evil is evil. It all depends on the heart, and everything happens in just one thought.

Get the bones picked out by Uncle Chang, smash them with a hammer, put them into the pot, add the aniseed ingredients, simmer slowly over a warm fire, and simmer for a few hours. At lunch time, it will be ready for pancakes. I need a pan, but I don’t have the right guy. I don’t know if the flour ground from millet nuts here can be fermented. For the time being, it’s better to use bone soup to cook the noodles. I’ll experiment with it when I have time. If it can be fermented, it will be a good idea. Ways to make money.

"What are you doing, kid? There is meat here, what are you doing by boiling the bones? Isn't this the new way you kid thought of? There is no meat, how can you drink soup?" Uncle Chang asked doubtfully, seeing Han Fei Uncle Chang didn't mean to blame him for the nonsense, but looked at Han Fei with interest. Regardless of whether it was successful or not, Uncle Chang hoped that Han Fei would give it a try and not be as lifeless as before.

"Keep it secret." Han Fei smiled mysteriously, turned around and took the basin, poured the noodles into the basin and added water. As a foodie who is proficient in cooking, handmade noodles are naturally at his fingertips.

"You kid, okay, Uncle Chang will wait and see what tricks you can do." Uncle Chang pointed at Han Fei and said with a smile, "You kid, watch the fire. I'll go to the front and take a look."

Han Fei responded and continued to knead the noodles. When his grandfather was here, Han Fei often made handmade noodles for his grandfather. The noodles made by his own kneading noodles tasted more delicious than those made by machines. As Han Fei was busy, time went by. Click through.

Uncle Chang came to the front and saw that the seats had been cleaned and he didn't need any help, so he came to Aunt Chang and chatted, "My dear, have you noticed that the boy Bai Mao woke up from yesterday?" Has it become a little different since you came here?" Uncle Chang asked.

"What difference does it make? He's still the same bastard. When he gets older, get rid of him as soon as possible. It'll make you annoyed when you see him." Aunt Chang said with a look of disgust.

"Alas! This child's life is miserable. Everyone in his family is dead. He is the only one left in his family. They are all from the village. We cannot let this child starve to death. Besides, this child is not free to eat. , helped a lot, his ancestors were kind to us, we don’t care who cares." Uncle Chang frowned slightly and said with some displeasure.

"What? You still plan to raise him as a grandson, and you are not afraid of bad luck." Aunt Chang glared at Uncle Chang and threw the rag in her hand on the table, as if she was chasing people away now.

"Okay, okay, I listen to you. When this kid gets older and can support himself, let him go." Uncle Chang said helplessly. It wasn't even dinner time yet, so the two of them were chatting. It's almost noon in a blink of an eye.

"Old Changtou, what are you cooking here? It smells so good. Go get some quickly. I'm starving." The speaker was a strong man wearing leather armor.