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Chapter 339 I'm afraid he can't afford it

"It's autumn, and the weather is extraordinarily cold, so you should eat some hot food. It just so happens that a lot of lambs were killed yesterday, and some fresh mutton was specially saved. How could I have imagined that Master Jin came back from Beijing today, and we would serve it in a copper hot pot?" Go to 'Burning Knife', just for Mr. Jin." Zhang Cheng said first.

Jin Xinpeng was courteous again, and everyone cooked the lamb tripe in the pot. In the Ming Dynasty, the hot pot on the North Road did not add soup, just boiled water in the pot, and the lamb tripe and blinds were cooked first. , What you eat is the original flavor of this fresh fragrance.

Zhang Cheng picked up a venetian leaf with long chopsticks specially designed for hot pot, put it into the pot, and scalded it in the turned up clear soup for about ten seconds. Fragrant.

"Fresh, it's really good to eat like this."

Zhang Cheng exclaimed that it was delicious. He came from later generations and was used to all kinds of hot pot with thick soup. He has never eaten such a light, delicious and pure hot pot. This is the real original juice. Original flavor, pure fresh fragrance.

He yelled "delicious, fresh!" He picked up the wine cup on the table, and said: "Come on, with the delicious fragrance of this lamb belly, let's offer a cup to Mr. Jin, not only this time, I will go to Beijing to serve it for me." For all the matters, I will take care of all the affairs of welcoming my relatives for me, Mr. Jin has worked hard."

"It's all thanks to the admiral's love. Such an important matter is entrusted to Jin, which shows the trust and love of the admiral. Jin dare not be careful."

As Jin Xinpeng spoke, he raised his head and drank the "burning knife" in the wine cup in one gulp. His face was flushed from suffocation, and he couldn't help coughing loudly from choking.

"What kind of wine is this? It's so strong that your throat will be cut."

Everyone laughed, and Zhang Cheng hurriedly explained: "This is a high-strength liquor made by the Yunzhou Craftsman Camp. I gave it the name of 'Burning Knife'. At the beginning, it was only given to the Gunpowder Bureau. While stirring powder powder.

Later, when I had a lot of babies, I saved some and kept it for myself to satisfy my cravings. This "burning knife" is extremely strong in alcohol, and the mouth is like a line of throat. If I take such a sip in winter, it will burn from the stomach. Start a ball of fire, warm all over the body.

The only downside is that it costs too much food and grain. Right now, only gunpowder bureaus and only the medical officer have some stocks, which are also reserved for cleaning wounds on the battlefield, but they are very precious. "

Jin Xinpeng was still grinning, exhaling the breath of alcohol, and said, "It's really too strong. It's like a fire in my stomach, and it's churning violently."

"Come on, boil a piece of mutton. Only when you have meat can you suppress the smell of alcohol." Zhang Cheng picked up a piece of mutton and put it into the pot.

At this time, everyone has thoroughly boiled the louvers and lamb tripe, and a piece of sheep tail oil has also been put into the pot. The original clear soup has turned into a milky white thick soup, which is the best time to rinse the meat.

Everyone boiled a large piece of fresh mutton, and ate and drank the mellow spirits happily, and all of them had crystal beads of sweat on their heads.

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On the second day, it was not the first day, and the south gate of Dushikou Castle was crowded with people, people screaming and horses neighing, and there was a prosperous atmosphere. There was a tea shop near the gate of the urn.

A dilapidated teapot was placed on a small table facing the street of the tea shop. Three strong men in short tights were drinking tea around the small table. They seemed to be chatting, but their eyes were separated. Looking at the street, the gate of the urn city and the old man who was making tea.

On a table slightly in the back, two young men in neater clothes were also drinking tea. The teapot on their table was obviously cleaner, and there were still some carved patterns on the teapot, although it was almost worn away. , but the original shadow can still be seen vaguely.

"There are a lot more Mongolian caravans here than before!"

It was Zhang Cheng who was sitting at this table drinking tea. The young man on his left picked up the teapot to pour tea for Zhang Cheng, put down the teapot and said, "The Baihe Valley Road was originally the Ancient Wangyun Post Road, and it is convenient to travel along this valley." Now that our Dushikou has opened up trade with the Mongol Tartars, they are flocking to them."

"Haha."

Zhang Cheng smiled softly, and said again: "I heard that there is a Zuixianju, the food is very special, especially the wine there is really strong."

That person was Su Yiyang, and he and Zhang Cheng met here today, and he said: "Zui Xianju is a frequent visitor, and the food in that restaurant is authentic, but his family's 'boring donkey' 'Alcohol is too strong, someone is not used to it."

"It is said that the northern Tartars prefer spirits. His wine is strong enough. Why don't you go to Guihua for a walk? If the Northern Tartars can come to Dushi, we can't go to Guihua?

These Tartars are actually the same as us. They also have a lot of injustice, and there are also those who have been bullied. There is also a difference between good Tartars and bad Tartars. We have to go out to meet the difference Tartar.

As long as they are willing to make friends with us, why not do it, many friends have many paths, right, especially those Northland herdsmen who are left alone, they are most familiar with the environment of the Northland, as a guide, as a guide. A guard is fine. "

"You're right. When the big sorghum here is harvested, let's ask Boss Diao to brew more spirits and take it to Guihua for a walk, so we can see the scenery here."

"Well, go ahead and bring more iron pots or something. The herdsmen over there are also suffering. They can't cook beef and mutton well. Tea is also a good thing. As long as we have good horses, we dare to sell them. We are afraid that he will buy them." Sorry."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he took a sip of tea from his teacup, and continued: "I heard that Zhangjiakou is also very prosperous, Boss Diao didn't open a restaurant there!"

"Boss Diao's business is really big. The last time I went to Zuixianlou for a drink, I heard that Boss Diao also opened a shop in Zhangjiakou. It's just that outsiders are involved in Zhangjiakou's business, and it seems that things are not going well."

"Don't just focus on making money. There are many things in this world that are more important than money. Boss Diao is in big business. You should not be short-sighted, but take a longer view."

After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he looked at the market outside the tea shop again. Su Yiyang knew that he had to leave, so he took out a few big money from his pocket, threw it on the tea table, got up and left the tea shop.

Just as Su Yiyang left the tea shop, a figure flashed out from the shadows in the opposite corner. He was dressed in blue burlap, and he was very thick. He was holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, and his tail was not tight behind Su Yiyang. Not slow to follow.

"The back of this person is so familiar... I seem to have seen it somewhere..."

Lin Fangping watched the figure walking away leaning on the wooden stick, and muttered in his mouth.

Zhang Cheng got up and walked over to stand beside the tea shop, and said softly, "It's Chen Huzi."

After speaking, he got up and walked outside the gate of the Weng City. Lin Fangping hurriedly followed with two guards, and the four left the gate of Weng City and headed towards the Dushi Temple.

It has long been heard that there is a monolith in the south of Dushikoubao, and a temple named Dushi Temple is built on it.

Zhang Cheng has never had the chance to visit, and today he has nothing to do, so he just pretended to go to have a look.

(End of this chapter)