Seeing his wife like this, Nanmen Chuan felt pain in his heart when he thought about the suffering his daughter had suffered these days. He said with red eyes, "That's it, let's not mention it anymore." He reached out to hold his daughter's hand and held her hand in hers. He patted the back of his hand gently and sighed: "Son, it's all because of your father who has made you suffer. If you treat your father well, he will definitely let you and your little brother live their old lives again."
Nanmen Jinling choked and shook her head: "My daughter is not in pain, and she does not expect to live any kind of life. She just wants her father to get well, and our family to live happily together!"
Xia Yuanqiu's nose was slightly drunk, and he blinked his red eyes and said, "Why are you all crying? Today is a happy day, you should be happy!"
Nan Menchuan nodded: "Yes, I can finally be cured of my disease. I should really be happy. Doctor Xia, you just said you wanted to learn to make miso. How difficult is it? I will give you the recipe right now."
Xia Yuanqiu didn't get what he asked for, so he hurriedly handed over his hands and thanked him: "Thank you very much!! I promise that after I get this recipe, it will not be spread to anyone else."
Nanmen Chuan nodded, appreciating Xia Yuanqiu's cleverness, and said to Nanmen Jinling: "Jinling, go to the back room and get the jar from the cabinet. Be careful."
The golden bell at the south gate rang, and soon he came out with a vat the size of a wine jar.
After Nanmen Jinling placed the small vat in the middle of the table, Nanmen Chuan said again: "Jinling, go get a small wine jar and mix half of the old sauce in the sauce jar into the wine jar."
Jin Ling sighed and went to get the small wine jar again, and followed his father's instructions to remove the sealing mask on the sauce jar. As soon as the mask was removed, a very rich sauce fragrance came out and filled the whole place. Room.
Xia Yuanqiu was confused and pointed at the sauce jar and asked, "Is this the miso you made?"
Nanmen Chuan shook his head: "No, this is three-year-old soybean paste. Only by using this old soybean paste that has been sealed for more than three years to introduce new soybean paste can we make truly delicious and mellow fresh soybean paste. The secret of my soybean paste, That’s it.”
Only then did Xia Yuanqiu realize that the extremely delicious dipping sauce and the seasoning sauce that made ordinary dishes more delicious were all made from this old sauce.
It’s no wonder that no matter how hard others imitate, they can’t successfully surpass it. Three years after another, the old sauce is brewed for three years, and then the old sauce is used to trigger the formation of new sauce. The cycle is layer by layer and passed down from generation to generation.
Nanmen Jinling followed his father's instructions, took out half of the old sauce from the sauce jar, placed it in the wine jar, sealed it and handed it to Xia Yuanqiu.
Xia Yuanqiu is not polite, this is what she came here for.
Nanmen Chuan dictated the recipe for the fresh bean paste, and Xia Yuanqiu recorded it on paper. With the recipes for the old and fresh bean paste, she believed that she would soon be able to make a roast duck with the taste of Yipinju.
After the disease was cured and Jiang was cured, Xia Yuanqiu said goodbye to Nanmen Chuan and his family, and left the address of Baili Mansion, asking them to come to them if they needed anything.
When we returned to Baili Mansion, it was already dusk, the scorching sun was setting in the west, and the sky was filled with sunset, as if the sky was on fire, burning as far as the eye could see.
When everyone came back, they met the young man who had brought them into the mansion before. Xia Yuanqiu took the initiative to greet him and said with a smile: "Brother, please stay."
The young man stopped, bowed respectfully to Xia Yuanqiu, and said, "I wonder what the young lady calls me for?"
Xia Yuanqiu said: "I told you before that I want to meet your master. Is it convenient now?"