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Chapter 625 That Bowl of Soup

Guiyi Yangyuan Decoction also has another name, Jiuyi Decoction, which, as the name suggests, is a soup made up of nine kinds of soup.

Different soups have different flavors, and being able to combine nine of them together is a true test of a chef's skill.

Princess Yongchang's favorite soup was even more unique; each soup required eighteen precious ingredients to be simmered, and only one bowl of the first broth was used.

After combining the nine soups, they must be simmered in fine silver charcoal. The heat and timing must be just right; any mistake will affect the final product.

Even the carefree king had never tasted it.

When he was born, Princess Yongchang had already left Wanning City. It was from that time on that people said there was no longer a true Jiu Yi Tang.

Later, he heard that there was a royal chef in the palace who was an expert at making the Nine-One Soup. When he was young, he begged his father to let him try it.

His father, however, reprimanded him severely.

Later, his father suddenly became irritable and senile, and his elder brother, the Crown Prince, was imprisoned. At that time, he was still an ignorant young boy, and in the turbulent court, he could not protect himself at all.

Later, he witnessed his father being murdered by eunuchs. That palace coup also sowed the seeds of a hidden illness in him, eventually rendering both his legs useless.

After learning that his legs were crippled, he locked himself in his room and refused to see anyone. His elder brother, who had gained a foothold in the court, went to see him, fearing that he might commit suicide, and asked him if he had any requests.

He asked for two things: first, permission to train a secret team, the size of which should be comparable to his sister-in-law's, and its success would depend on his abilities.

The emperor didn't even flinch and immediately agreed.

The second thing is to drink a bowl of authentic Guiyi Yangyuan Soup.

The emperor's eyebrows were furrowed so deeply they could trap a fly, and his face was filled with an expression of reluctance.

But in the end, the bowl of soup was placed before him, personally given to him by his elder brother. At that moment, the carefree prince felt it was the most delicious soup he had ever tasted in the world. The broth was rich and flavorful, its aroma rising from the tip of his tongue to the tip of his nose, then leaping down his throat, and finally warming his stomach. Because he had never tasted that soup before, the carefree prince never doubted whether it was authentic or not. He only felt that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled, and the slightest bit of restlessness and gloom in his heart seemed to vanish with it.

It wasn't until many years later that the carefree prince learned from the retired imperial chef that what he had drunk was also the Nine-One Soup, but not the so-called Return to One Nourishing Essence Soup.

Guiyi means "returning to oneness," but the emperor had someone brew nine ordinary soups, then poured them together to create that unique flavor.

Of course it tastes good, but as the imperial chef would say, it's the difference between the genuine product and the fake.

Years later, the carefree prince tried to subtly inquire about the truth from his elder brother, but when his brother found out, he showed no remorse and said to him, "It is indeed not the kind of soup that Princess Yongchang once drank, but it doesn't matter much. After all, what you want to drink is not a soup that requires many precious ingredients, but just a taste of nostalgia and a taste of faith."

After that day, he was completely persuaded by his elder brother.

He also greatly admired his elder brother, the Emperor. Indeed, during the time when his legs were crippled, all the carefree prince needed was the will to live.

Later, his sister-in-law told him, "Just listen to his bragging. He's just stingy with the medicinal herbs and ingredients."

Even the most extravagant royal family wouldn't dare to casually prepare that kind of soup.

Princess Yongchang could even sell the ingredients she used up, and they were in high demand.

However, the royal family should never use up their food in such a manner, lest people think that the royal family is about to fall on hard times.

Thinking of this, the carefree king's thoughts became even more complicated.

Will he have to drink counterfeit goods again many years later?

(End of this chapter)