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"Come on, come on, eat some noodles first, it's noon, fill your stomach first and then boil salt." Duan Shaojun picked up the noodles handed over by his own soldiers, and after greeting Na Chen to join the army, he gulped down the smooth noodles.

The noodles are made from mutton and lamb bones, mixed with fishy leek flowers, chives and coriander, and the fishy smell of mutton has long been gone, and some are just the smell of fragrant.

Chen Senjun looked at the bowl of noodles and sniffed the tempting fragrance. I didn't bother to be polite, so I directly picked up the chopsticks and killed a big bowl of mutton noodles with the autumn wind sweeping the leaves like Duan Shaojun, and then I was satisfied.

"Changshi, your pro-soldier skills are really good, this bowl of mutton noodles is the most fragrant bowl of noodles that Xia Guan has ever eaten." Chen Senjun had a big full slur, drank the last sip of soup, and almost licked the bottom of the bowl.

Including the two craftsmen and the servant who came to help, they also enjoyed a big bowl of delicious mutton noodles, and they couldn't get enough of eating one or two, and they were full of words, anyway, the praise was similar to that of Chen joining the army.

The soldier who came in front of him smiled embarrassedly. "My craft is still taught by my son-in-law, but unfortunately I still can't make that taste, if you taste the noodles made by my son-in-law, you will think that the noodles I made are really not worth mentioning."

"Okay, you kid pack your things quickly, this son doesn't need you to be a sycophant here." Duan Shaojun glared at this guy and said.

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After lunch, Duan Shaojun, who has always had good eating habits, boiled another pot of tea and shared it with Chen Shenjun, looking at the yellow tea soup and smelling the mellow fragrance of tea, Chen Shenjun was stunned for a long time before he dared to be sure that this was tea. "Changshi, what kind of tea are you? Why is the color so strange? ”

"This is black tea, come, taste, this northern bitter cold, green tea can't be drunk, the best is black tea, which can not only nourish the stomach, but also be able to get tired and eliminate food, the most delicious." Duan Shaojun raised his glass with a smile and took a sip of black tea, which was really comfortable.

This black tea was made by Duan Shaojun, who was so idle that it hurts. Because in this era there is only green tea, but the problem is that green tea is prone to spoilage. The last time I heard the poetry and saw the old tea of the uncle.

Duan Shaojun felt that elderly people like them were really not suitable for drinking tea that hurt the stomach too much, so he tried to make some black tea, after all, black tea is fermented tea, not only will not hurt the stomach, but can be stored for a long time.

I thought that Shizun also likes to drink tea, so this guy made more than 20 catties of black tea, and as a result, he was thrown to the north, so he naturally hid half of it, and the remaining half of it, five catties were given to the master of Wenzhi Temple, and five catties were given to Shizun in the south of the Yangtze River.

"I said Changshi, this, this shouldn't be what you made too, right?" Taking a sip of the mellow and sweet black tea, Chen Shenjun sighed, couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously, sobering himself up a little, looking at Duan Shaojun and asking.

"Sort of, right? This official is quite idle anyway, he likes to think about it when he has nothing to do, and he doesn't want to be able to figure out some useless gadgets often, but he makes Chen join the army and you can laugh. Duan Shaojun said with a modest attitude, in fact, after seeing Chen Shenjun's expression, he was so happy in his heart that he wanted to laugh out loud on the spot.

"In addition, I want to ask you Chen Senjun, this official remembers that there is a salt lake dozens of miles north of Yunzhou City, since there is not enough salt, why don't you take salt from it?" Duan Shaojun took a sip of tea and asked curiously.

"Take salt? You must not know the long history, it is a saline-alkali lake, the surrounding radius is a few miles, even plants can't grow, and the herdsmen never bring livestock there to drink, why? It's because the water in the saline lake is poisonous, and you actually let us go there to get salt? Chen Senjun looked at Duan Shaojun with a kind of mental illness.

"Wait, what kind of lake do you think that's that?" Duan Shaojun sat up straight and said with a straight face.

"Saline lake. Every winter, there will be some poor people who don't want to die to go there to get alkali to sell, that thing is used to knead leather, and it is not worth a few dollars. Chen Senjun said.

“…… You guys really are. Duan Shaojun rolled his eyes. Looks like you don't really understand where the salt comes from. Just that water, you can directly use it to boil salt, do you understand? The reason why there is no vegetation in that place is because the concentration of salinity is too high. ”

"Why are all the dead dough cakes you ate before, even if they are fermented dough cakes, why do they taste sour, it's because you didn't put alkali in them to neutralize the ......" Duan Shaojun was so angry that he almost couldn't even drink the tea.

No wonder, no wonder I said that the bread was so unpalatable. Also, the late autumn in the north is cold, and even if you want to make noodles, it is not so easy to ferment, so it is good to have dead noodles to eat.

"Alkali in the noodles?" Chen Senjun almost choked on the tea he drank. "I said Changshi, you're not wrong, that thing can be eaten by people?"

"Do you understand chemical reactions, do you understand neutralization reactions? Forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you, wait for the official to have time to let you see what real pasta is. When the salt is not enough, the official will get the water of the salt-alkali lake to boil the salt, and ensure that it will not cost a penny, so that we Zuo Yu Lin Wei will eat all the salt......" Duan Shaojun relaxed and comfortably cocked Erlang's legs and hummed a small song, all he used to eat in Jiangnan was rice.

When I came to the north, I lived in Jingshi, and I ate either millet or rice, and I really didn't pay much attention to pasta. I just feel that the pasta in this era always has a faint sour taste.

I thought it was a feature of this plane. The result of the mud is because there is no alkali, but it is not shelved? Damn, alkali, sister. It seems that the title of his steamed bread ancestor can't run away.

Chen Senjun looked at the smug Duan Shaojun with a disdainful expression, and secretly slandered in his heart, Grandpa Chen, I want to believe you, I am a mallet.

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When eating noodles, there were already soldiers there to light the fire, first with sawdust and fine wood to light the fire, and then add coal. I saw billowing smoke coming out of the chimney, and then, when the firewood burned out and the coal burned vigorously, the chimney was no longer billowing smoke, but a faint green smoke.

This is anthracite, and it is also a very good quality anthracite. However, Duan Shaojun boiled a pot of water, and then began to add salt mineral powder into it and stir it slowly, until it was almost completely melted, and then added new salt mineral powder.

A big iron pot boiled more than thirty catties of salt and mineral powder, and then stopped, Duan Shaojun came to the side of the big iron pot and smelled it, and sure enough, the pungent smell was still enough to choke. Next to him, although Chen Senjun, who was well-fed and drunk, did not sneer, he also knew this with a long face. "Changshi, you do this, do you think you can really make salt?"

"What are you in a hurry, this is just the beginning, and soon you will know. Over there, has the charcoal been picked? Duan Shaojun glanced at this guy angrily, walked to the side and asked.

"It's been picked, it's all the best charcoal, and none of it has cigarette butts." The two pro-soldiers hurriedly said.

"Crush it for me, the more broken the better, and then wrap it for me with a piece of silk, by the way, don't use your feet to step on me, make a clean place wrapped in a cloth, slowly crush it with a wooden hammer, and wait until it's all as fine as carbon ash to put it in the big bamboo basket with a silk scarf, do you know?"

Duan Shaojun began to direct the people to prepare another clean cauldron, and there was another bamboo basket, and this bamboo basket was also covered with a layer of silk.

Chen Shenjun watched in a daze as Duan Shaojun commanded his soldiers to scoop up the boiled salt mineral water and splash it on this bamboo basket, and then the salt mineral water would be filtered through this layer of silk, and some fine impurities would remain on the silk.

When the water in this cauldron was almost finished, a lot of impurities like fine sand and yellow mud had accumulated on this silk. looked at Chen as a fool directly, and he was snorting there vigorously.

But this is not over, Duan Shaojun used this soil method again, and after filtering it with a denser silk cloth, he really left some very subtle ones, and even when you need to touch them with your hands, you can feel the impurities on the tips of the stalks.

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