Those years when I cooked big pot rice in the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 2 System, You Are My Pro System
Thinking of this, Gu Jingzhao couldn't help feeling sorry for Aning. This child was really miserable, and he had the same experience as himself. He was almost killed by an unprofessional cook.

However, Aning is lucky.

The day after the original owner brought him back, he was infected with the epidemic.He howled on the bed for three days, but couldn't make it through.Ga bang, go.

Then, I changed myself to take over the inner core.

Gu Jingzhao opened his eyes and looked at the thin and thin boy in front of him. Thirteen or fourteen years old is the age of growth. It's a pity that he was abused like this by the original owner.

Jing Zhao swore secretly: Good boy!Do not worry.One day when I have brother, I will never let you suffer from the poison of dark cooking again!

Aning shuddered, somehow feeling that Gu Jingzhao's eyes... so fierce!
Jing Zhao figured out how to swallow the disgusting smell of sour footwashing water in his mouth, got up and walked around, grabbed a few unknown tree roots and chewed them in his mouth, after being soaked in saliva, he chewed them out A bit of sweet and refreshing taste.

While Jing Zhao was looking at the house, he came out of the bedroom where he slept in the backyard, facing the kitchen. There was a small door opening next to the kitchen, through which there were three or four old elm tables in the front hall, all of which were covered with a layer of black dust, and there were no people there.It can be seen that this restaurant has not been opened for a long time.

In the kitchen, there was also a small bag of wheat, a piece of pork, a few unrecognizable vegetables, and a bronze pot filled with black and sour soup.Come to think of it, the footwashing water that Aning fed himself just now came from here!
Jing Zhao couldn't see it, so he closed the lid silently.Thinking about how to start the shop again.According to the current situation, not to mention the good reviews, there is not even a diner.

It is true that the hole left by the original owner is too big. When you mention Shangshiji, everyone will change color when they hear it, and they will not step into the gate at all.

"Gu Heipao, I'm hungry." Aning's voice was clear and light, and there seemed to be a hint of dissatisfaction with him in his tone.

Jing Zhao came back to his senses, "Oh oh oh, then wait a while, I'll cook for you right now."

"En." The boy squatted on the threshold of the kitchen door with a straw in his mouth that he didn't know where to get, and looked up at the sky, with a hint of confusion in his clear eyes.

Jing Zhao looked at the things on the chopping board and thought for a while, gray noodles, pork...then let's make his best little wontons!
The system just gave him a rolling pin in the gift package for newcomers, and it will come in handy right now.

Jing Zhao cleaned the kitchen thoroughly, and saw a row of bronze wares, tripods, cauldrons, 甑 (zeng), 鬲 (li), 甗 (yan), and 鬶 (gui) [Note: They are all kitchen utensils for cooking. 】, everything that one expects to find.If so many bronze wares can be brought back to modern times, then he must not be allowed to achieve class leap in an instant.

Jing Zhao watched and swallowed his saliva.He hates that there are so many treasures that can only be seen and cannot be taken away.

He cleaned the table where the dishes were placed, cleaned all the cabinets and bowls, and dumped out the pot of dark dishes left by the original owner in the cauldron. Jing Zhao moved the bronze cauldron, hiss!Did not move.

He tried his best to lift it up again, but it still didn't move!

It’s no wonder that bronze pots were eliminated. In the pre-Qin period, this thing relied on the craftsmanship of pouring. These utensils were all solid, and any one of them weighed dozens of catties.Therefore, Xiang Yu's lifting of the tripod was called a Hercules, which originated from this.

Such a heavy thing, let him handle it like a modern social animal who would pant after walking a few steps, it would kill him!

Thinking of this, Jing Zhao selectively ignored the cauldron.Fortunately, the original owner left more than one cauldron, and he can use other ones for cooking.

Jing Zhao brought some firewood, lit a fire on the triple steamer, then put a kettle on each steamer, added water, put the chopsticks and tableware in it, boiled them in boiling water, and sterilized them at high temperature.

As for the broken dishes, the moldy cutting board, and the two dark, hard and smelly rags, throw them all away.

Jing Zhao worked for an hour, and finally tidied up the kitchen like a brand new one.

Aning sighed and turned around: "Gu Heipao, I'm about to starve to death."

Jing Zhao: Er... the kitchen was too dirty just now, and he really couldn't do it if he didn't clean it up.

"Wait a little longer! I'll throw this trash away and come back to cook."

Seeing that he was panting from work, Aning's pale face was beaded with sweat, and he stretched his hands upwards in front of Jing Zhao.

"What?" Jing Zhao was at a loss.

"Trash." Aning lazily raised his eyelids, "I'll throw it away."

Aning snatched the pile of heavy waste from his hands, hugged it in his arms, turned around and went out the door.

Jing Zhao looked at the thin young man's back, laughed and shook his head: This little bastard... is quite cold!
Jing Zhao filtered a small half bag of wheat into wheat husks, twisted it into flour with a stone mill, kneaded the dough with water, and when the dough was kneaded to wake up, he began to mince the meat stuffing.

Pork has a strong fishy smell, so you must put a little green onion and ginger water or cooking wine in the meat stuffing to suppress the smell.Wanting cooking wine in this day and age is just a dream, but scallions and ginger...Jing Zhao searched for the floor from the ceiling but couldn't find it at all.Not only is there no scallion and ginger, it seems... even the most common seasoning, salt, is missing.

Jing Zhao is not familiar with history, but it doesn't mean that the Great Qin Empire would have no salt!Then Qin Shihuang, the old man, doesn't he feel weak? !
Jing Zhao chopped the minced meat, just as Aning came back.

As soon as Ah Ning entered the door, he saw Jing Zhao standing in the kitchen as if he lost his soul, and he knew that nothing good would happen next!The last time Gu Jingzhao showed this expression, he ate a pot of sour and smelly stewed leaves; the last time, it was the stewed field mouse meat that the cow ate undigested forage in the stomach.

He is not picky about food, as long as he doesn't die from it.It's unpalatable, just bear with it, and you'll get used to it.Aning thought so.

He was used to it, and he was about to walk out of the kitchen with his hands folded.Jing Zhao stopped him.

"Do you know where the salt is?" Jing Zhao asked tentatively, and quickly added, "I've burned so badly these past two days that I can't remember."

Ah Ning glanced at the table and let out a "huh".

"Where are the salt cloth and vinegar cloth?" He pointed at them.

The whole table was empty and clean.Just now all the garbage was cleared away by Jing Zhaoyi.

"Cloth...?" Jing Zhao caught the point, could it be that the two black and smelly rags just now?

Jing Zhao suddenly thought, it seems that there is such a thing in history!A long time ago, when seasoning was still a treasure, ordinary people relied on cloth for seasoning!
Soak the cloth in salt water to produce salt cloth, and soak the cloth in sour vinegar to produce vinegar cloth.When cooking, put cloths with different seasonings in the soup and cook for a while, and the soup will have a taste.The cloth is taken out and saved for cooking next time.

So... the two snacks he threw away just now were his condiments? !

Jing Zhao couldn't accept it anymore!Cook it, take it out, and use it.That must be rotten?No wonder the original owner's food is so hard to swallow, it's so sour and smelly, it's impossible for people to eat it!

[Ding, the system prompts that the host can open the seasoning zone after completing the first phase of the task as soon as possible. 】

The system suddenly sounded a notification tone.

Jing Zhao: Heh!Garbage system, if you have the ability, send me now!
【Ding!To capture the dissatisfaction of the host, the system follows the principle of high-quality service and issues a compensation package to the host: 50g of salt. 】

Jing Zhao: ...? ?

(End of this chapter)