The Ultimate Prodigal Son - Chapter 153
[Chapter 153 Lin’s Thirteen Fragrances]
Lin Tian was increasingly suspicious of whether this descendant of the Mohist School was a fool, as he knew nothing when asked.
“That box should be the secret manual of the Mohist School. I’ll tell you how to open it later. You should review it carefully. There will be important things to do when the time comes.”
“Got it, Master.”
Mo Di responded somewhat awkwardly. After all, his descendant was really unreliable.
“Lin Kang, go get some paper and pen.”
After a while, Lin Kang came back with paper and pen. Of course, the pen was the kind specially made by Lin Tian.
Lin Tian lowered his head and drew something on the paper. After a while, he finished the drawing and gave the finished drawing to Mo Di.
“You should make this thing in the next two days. I have my own wonderful use for it. Tell the people in the mansion if you need anything.”
“Got it, Master.”
Mo Di did not ask what the pot that looked like the Tai Chi Bagua diagram was used for, but he could make it with the drawing, so he did not ask more.
“Lin Kang, let’s go out with me again.”
“Master, it’s almost time for lunch, and you’re going out again!”
When Lin Kang heard that he had to go out again, he was exhausted to death when he went out in the morning, and now he had to go out again without eating, so he complained.
“What are you talking about? Let’s go. You can’t miss the delicious food.”
Lin Tian said and left. Lin Kang had no choice but to follow.
When they came to the street, Lin Tian bought a few meat buns from a bun shop on the side of the road. He ate them while walking and gave a few to Lin Kang.
“Young master, this is what you said delicious food!”
Lin Kang complained innocently. He thought there was something delicious.
“Eat it or not, I still have to move things later!”
When Lin Kang heard that he had to move things again, he could only lower his head and eat the meat buns for his poor stomach.
Lin Tian took Lin Kang to a street full of medicine shops.
“Young master, we are not sick, why are we here?”
Lin Kang asked puzzledly when he saw the street full of medicine shops.
“You will know tomorrow. You won’t understand even if I tell you now.”
Lin Tian said and walked into a medicine shop.
“Shopkeeper, do you have star anise? Give me a pound.”
“Yes, but I don’t know what the guest buys so much for?”
Although this thing can be used as medicine, it is rarely used. It is a bit strange to want so much at once, so the shopkeeper asked.
Lin Tian took out a silver ingot and said.
“I have my own magic trick. The shopkeeper doesn’t need to say anything. No need to change.”
After a while, the shopkeeper took out the packaged herbs and gave them to Lin Tian.
Lin Tian told Lin Kang to follow this method. The two of them went to thirteen shops separately and bought thirteen herbs such as cinnamon, cloves, pepper, fennel, angelica, and a stone pestle for preparing herbs.
This is a secret recipe and cannot be exposed. Although they are all ordinary herbs, they are delicious seasonings when combined.
These herbs are not heavy, but the stone pestle is very heavy. When Lin Kang returned to the mansion, he was exhausted and panting.
“Tian’er, what did you take Lin Kang to do? You bought so many herbs.”
Lin Zuhua was chatting with Xu Wenxuan. Seeing that Lin Kang drank water crazily as soon as he came back, he was still panting and holding a stone pestle. Lin Tian was carrying large and small bags of herbs, and asked.
“Dad, let me keep you in suspense. You will know tomorrow. By the way, tomorrow’s housewarming party will be a family banquet. I will take care of the banquet.”
Lin Tian said to Lin Zuhua.
“Okay, then I just have some free time, hahaha.”
Lin Zuhua was also very happy. His son could be independent and he could also be free and comfortable.
After Lin Tian finished speaking, he took the medicinal materials and called Lei Ting and Lei Dian beside him. Lei Ting helped Lin Kang down to rest. Lei Dian followed Lin Tian to the kitchen with a stone pestle.
Lin Tian told Lei Dian to crush all the medicinal materials with a stone pestle, and he was there with a scale to adjust the proportion.
Lei Dian was a martial artist after all, and he had ground all the medicinal materials in less than half an hour.
Lin Tian also calculated the ratio, poured all the medicinal materials together, mixed them evenly, lowered his head and smelled them, and laughed excitedly.
“It’s done. The most important formula for the hot pot base is done. It’s worthy of me!”
Lei Dian looked at Lin Tian very happy, but he didn’t know what he was talking about, and didn’t ask much, just laughed happily with the young master.
“Since I came up with this recipe, why not call it ‘Lin’s Thirteen Spices’, Lei Dian, what do you think?”
“As long as the young master thinks it’s okay .”
Lei Dian replied, and Lin Tian also felt good about himself.
There is no Master Wang’s Thirteen Spices here, so it’s not too much for him to make Lin’s Thirteen Spices, just as a way to help him pass on the tradition.
Lin Tian packed up the things here and ran to Mo Di to see how the pot was made.
Lin Tian came to the blacksmith room reserved for Mo Di and found that they had just finished the furnace and other things, and had not started making it yet, while Mo Di was staring at the blueprint in a daze.
“Mo Di, why are you dilly-dallying, you haven’t started it for so long, I can only blame you if I can’t eat hot pot tomorrow!”
Seeing that Mo Di had not started working, Lin Tian pretended to be angry.
When Mo Di heard that the headmaster was coming, he stood up to salute.
Lin Tian stopped him and said,
“No need to be so polite, just tell me, what’s the problem?”
“Headmaster, I can understand this blueprint, but how do I start the fire?”
Lin Tian heard him about to speak, so he leaned in to listen, but he didn’t expect to hear such a question, and he couldn’t help but frown.
He thought to himself, what kind of descendant of the Mohist school is this, who can’t even start a fire.
“You haven’t started a fire in the past three years? How did you survive?”
“No, it’s all because an old lady from the neighborhood felt sorry for me and gave me some food every day.”
Mo Di answered without any shame, as if it was reasonable to be given alms.
Lin Tian had to hold his forehead in shame, and he had to solve the burden he brought back by himself.
Lin Tian helped him start the fire and let him forge it himself.
As soon as Mo Di picked up the hammer, his whole momentum changed, and his eyes became focused. Seeing this, Lin Tian nodded with satisfaction.
“Good, I feel relieved now.”
Lin Tian ignored him and went out to buy a pig leg bone and a pig skull. He went back to the kitchen to boil a big pot of soup and told a servant to watch the fire.
At night, Lin Kang ran to the kitchen and smelled the special fragrance of the soup. He wanted to taste it secretly. As soon as he picked up the spoon, he was seen by Lin Tian.
“Master, this soup smells so good. I didn’t expect you to cook. But Master, men can’t cook, right?”
“You know shit. It’s called a gentleman stay away from the kitchen. I’m not a gentleman. Why should I care so much!”
Lin Kang only wanted to drink a sip of the soup in his heart, so he answered perfunctorily.
“Yes, what you said is right!”
But Lin Tian just didn’t let him drink it, and said.
“Why are you in such a hurry? You will have something to drink tomorrow.”
As Lin Tian was talking, Mo Di ran over with an iron object and shouted.
“Master, what you want is ready!”
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