After being expelled from the mansion, I changed the dynasty by writing novels.

Chapter 137 Zhao Taifu Falls in Love with Milk Tea

As soon as he sat down, Grand Tutor Zhao became very curious about the food box that Sun Xianren was carrying.

However, in order to maintain his composed image, he certainly couldn't make the gesture of squinting to peek inside.

Before long, he discovered that he didn't need to peek, because Sun Xianren had already taken out the teapot from the food box, and even more outrageous, he had also prepared several white jade teacups.

He was still not quite processing what Sun Xianren was pouring into the teacup.

"Are you sure this is tea? The color is wrong!" It seems like everyone asks this question when they see this tea.

Sun Xianren's brows relaxed, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“This is naturally tea, and it tastes excellent.” Sun Xianren handed him the teacup, seemingly waiting for him to prove him wrong.

Zhao Taifu accepted the cup with a haughty expression. Sun Xianren noticed his hesitation, but regardless of what he was thinking, he poured himself a cup and drank it.

Seeing that Sun Xianren had drunk it, he felt a little relieved; it seemed it shouldn't be too bad.

He downed it in one gulp, and sure enough, it wasn't bad at all; in fact, he could even taste a hint of sweetness.

"This, this is sweet, and the taste is so strange, I can't describe it."

Sun Xianren laughed and said, "It does contain white sugar. You probably think it's strange because you've never had this tea before. It's made from tea leaves and milk and has a mellow and fragrant taste."

"So that's how it is!" Grand Tutor Zhao suddenly realized, still holding the white jade teacup in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the teapot in Sun Xianren's hand.

Sun Xianren happened to meet his burning gaze. The stubborn old man didn't care about the other person's status at all. He hid the teapot behind his back and said, "Just one cup. This is a gift from my favorite student. This is the only pot left. Once it's finished, there won't be any more!"

"Tsk, it's not good for an old man like you to drink something sweet. Besides, why don't you just have your favorite student make you another pot after you finish this one!"

After much persuasion, Grand Tutor Zhao finally managed to get a cup of wine from Master Sun.

This time, he was reluctant to drink it all at once. Instead, he held the white jade teacup and slowly sipped and savored it. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was enjoying the finest tea.

"You didn't come here just to show off that your apprentice brought you this tea, did you? I must admit, this tea does taste quite good. Do you have the recipe? Could you, my student, share it with me? I'd like to make some tea for my elderly mother to try. You know she's getting old and doesn't have much of an appetite. She loves sweets and won't drink cow's milk or goat's milk. This tea is perfect for removing the goaty smell from her milk."

Zhao Taifu made no attempt to hide his thoughts, which was their way of chatting – they said whatever came to mind, and that's how they became close friends.

"I'm afraid even if you had the recipe, you wouldn't be able to make it."

"Oh?" Grand Tutor Zhao's curiosity was piqued again. "Is there any ingredient that I can't find?"

Holding a high position, he had the responsibility of both educating and assisting the emperor, making him virtually second only to the emperor. There was no ingredient in the world that he couldn't find.

"Have you forgotten what I mentioned earlier about white sugar?" Sun Xianren said unhurriedly.

Grand Tutor Zhao pondered for a moment, "I have mentioned it. Is the white sugar you're talking about sugar? I've never heard of white sugar before."

Sun Xianren felt the time was right, so he stopped being mysterious and took out the white sugar from the bottom of the food box—a package wrapped in oil paper was placed in Sun Xianren's palm.

“When I first sat down, didn’t I ask you what the sugar of Jinchao was like? If you ask me, Jinchao’s sugar is not even as good as the sugar of the surrounding small countries.” Sun Xianren spoke the truth, but Zhao Taifu did not like to hear it.

"Our Jin Dynasty's sugar isn't that bad... is it...?"

He couldn't finish his sentence because he saw Sun Xianren lift the oil paper, revealing something pure white and clean inside.

"This is?"

"Refined sugar! It's the same white sugar I mentioned before."

"What?!" Grand Tutor Zhao stood up abruptly from the couch in surprise, his eyes fixed on the small packet of white sugar.

"Are you trying to trick me? Candy can be made like this!" Grand Tutor Zhao shook his head and exclaimed that it was impossible.

Sun Xianren picked up a little sugar with the tips of two fingers and said, "Try it and you'll know if it's real."

As if his worldview had been shattered, Zhao Taifu stretched out his palm, and the tiny piece of candy landed in his hand.

Even this little thing made Sun Xianren feel incredibly sorry for him.

Zhao Taifu didn't hesitate and put the small pinch of sugar into his mouth. It was sweeter than he had imagined, and there was no other impurity in the taste.

He didn't know if it was just his imagination, but he found the white sugar to be sweet.

When Sun Xianren looked up and saw that Zhao Taifu's eyes instantly brightened like a wolf's, he knew that Zhao Taifu believed him.

Meanwhile, Grand Tutor Zhao was already inwardly agitated, "Where did this come from?"

"Grand Tutor, you haven't yet given your opinion on this sugar."

"Needless to say, it's absolutely excellent. I'm afraid even the Kingdom of Fulin doesn't have such fine sugar!" Zhao Taifu's words were filled with barely concealed excitement; he was practically ready to snatch the item from Sun Xianren's hand.

Sun Xianren chuckled to himself, naturally understanding Zhao Taifu's feelings at that moment, just as he had when he first saw white sugar.

"Oh dear, Son Hyun-in, hurry up and tell me! I'm so impatient!"

Sun Xianren didn't hide anything and told him the whole story directly.

He recounted how he hosted a book appreciation event, then read Mr. Wuming's detailed method for making refined sugar in a book, and how his prized student used this method to make refined sugar.

"So that means you can successfully make refined sugar by following the recipe written in the storybook?"

Sun Xianren nodded.

Grand Tutor Zhao was struck dumb; he clearly hadn't expected that a storybook could lead to the creation of exquisite candy.

His heart was pounding with excitement, and his hands were trembling, so much so that he looked at what Sun Xianren held as if it were a precious treasure.

“How is this possible? No! If it is ignorance, then it is very likely!” Zhao Taifu was obviously thinking of the honeycomb briquettes from last time.

The previous episode of "Jin Chao's Little Chef" also included the method for making honeycomb briquettes.

At the time, people only regarded it as a story and few paid attention to how honeycomb briquettes were made.

Moreover, attracted by the way of eating honeycomb briquettes, no one bought coal in advance to make them, and the imperial court could easily keep honeycomb briquettes in the hands of the state.

Now that everyone has come to their senses, someone will inevitably start making white sugar. Moreover, sugarcane is plentiful this season. It's fine if they just make some refined sugar for home use. The real concern is that someone might sell it at a high price, disrupting the market.

Thinking of this, Grand Tutor Zhao became anxious, "No, I must go to the palace to see the Emperor today!"

After saying this, he turned to look at Sun Xianren—at what he was holding.