C187 fornix (2/2)

Then, Sun Shangxiang sniffed the smell.

Because incense used to be used frequently, she immediately identified the source of the fragrance.

”There is Agarwood, Calming Incense, Patchouli, and even ambergris. When you burn incense, you don't need to pay much attention to it. Just throw it all into the incense burner and burn it! ” After saying that, Sun Shangxiang revealed a grumbling expression.

Obviously, she was dissatisfied with the way these Huns were wasting their treasures.

However, Xiao Wen wasn't so particular.

He went to the main seat of the cupola and saw that the cushioned wool had been scrubbed clean, and it was clear that the people who had arranged the cupola knew that the nobles of the Han were not like the Huns, who could endure the sanitary conditions of the grassland.

Hence, he specially scrubbed the inside and outside of the dome clean.

Sitting on the comfortable wool mat, Xiao Wen saw that the Huns' guide had given the order for someone to bring out a big pot of fresh milk.

As for whether it was milk or goat's milk, Xiao Wen couldn't tell.

Immediately after, the servant beside the guide lit up the charcoal fire on the ground and placed the jar of milk on top to heat it up.

”Do your esteemed guest want to add salt?” Looking at Xiao Wen, the guide took out a yellow-brown salt bar.

Seeing this salty piece full of impurities, Xiao Wen quickly shook his head.

He turned to Zhuge Liang and said, ”Little Liang, go and bring me my jar of Sophora Flower Honey.”

What a joke! This kind of salt that was full of impurities, he didn't even know what kind of strange ingredients were contained within.

However, Xiao Wen knew that if he were to add the milk, it would definitely have a bitter and astringent taste.

As for whether or not he would become healthy, that would depend on his luck.

Although Xiao Wen had a whole cart of pure white salt in his hands, he didn't take it out.

If he kept his wealth hidden, it would bring him disaster. The manager of this caravan had already told him countless times.

Therefore, bringing in a small jar of honey was much less dangerous than letting others see that he had a whole cart full of salt.

Xiao Wen had bought the honey when he was still a young boy, and now that he calculated the amount of time they had, it should have been around three to four months.

However, Xiao Wen wasn't worried about any problems with the honey. He knew that honey didn't have a shelf life limit.

In the natural environment, even if it were thousands or tens of thousands of years, there would be no corruption. If there was, it would definitely be a fake.

Therefore, Xiao Wen did not hesitate to let Zhuge Liang, who had brought back the honey, pour some honey into the milk jug.

After mixing well, Zhuge Liang drank some sweet milk first. His eyes lit up. He was obviously new to this method of drinking which he had never tried before.

However, he didn't stay stunned for long before he personally brought a bowl of warm milk to Xiao Wen.

”Sir, please.” Zhuge Liang's movements were respectful, carrying his usual modesty.

Xiao Wen nodded.

He watched as the manager of the caravan, the guards, and a few little fellows drank their milk and drank as well.

At the same time, he calculated the calories that Guan Yu and Sun Shangxiang consumed by drinking fresh milk with honey.

After everyone drank the fresh milk to relieve their fatigue, he asked the manager of the caravan and the guide from the Huns, ”I wonder when I will be able to meet that prince Fenton?”