Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Xie Xun did not expect what happened, Jiang Shuyao took a pot of chicken wings and walked away with a lot of rewards.

He looked at Jiang Shuyao's humiliating look, and thought for a while: "Have you offered a recipe to the emperor?"

Jiang Shuyao was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something, and raised her head when she heard the words: "No, I just made a meal for the emperor, and the imperial concubine gave me some rewards when the emperor was in a good mood."

Xie Xun originally thought that the recipes Jiang Shuyi thought would be left to the prince in the future, but then he thought about it, it was still early before the prince boarded the plane, and the prince would support her without having to offer the recipe, instead of presenting the recipe to the emperor while the iron is hot.

"Have you ever thought of offering a recipe to the emperor?" Xie Xun asked.

Jiang Shuyao didn't think his recipes were so great. Besides, recipes are no better than making iron and steel. Where would the emperor need it?

Xie Xun understood her thoughts and explained it to her carefully: "Don’t talk about anything else, just say bibimbap sauce. Vegetarian and meaty dishes are good with rice. The soldiers marched hard. If you get a bottle of sauce and dry food, It will be very happy. Besides, the toast you made for me last time, if it is properly sealed, can guarantee that it will still be soft and fragrant after three days, and it is much easier to swallow than dry buns. Let alone instant noodles, if this thing can be spread all over the country Whether you are marching, visiting relatives or businessmen, you will be able to enjoy hot food on the road from now on."

Xie Xun said: "Don't worry, the emperor will not interfere too much after he gets the recipe. He will definitely let the Lin family sell these foods. By then, these three foods will guarantee a small profit and not make too much, but the small profit will be exchanged for it. The emperor’s backing. Just imagine that the Lin family has become a merchant appointed by the royal family. Who else would dare to compete with you?"

Jiang Shuyao was stunned by him: "Is it really okay? That's all?" She put down the things in her hand, "It doesn't matter whether the profit is small, the Lin family doesn't expect this to make money anyway."

Xie Xun walked up to her, bent over to look at her, and smiled and said, "Why don't you realize how precious your craft is?" He rubbed her head, "Furthermore, this is not a sale. If there is any food like instant noodles in the future, they must first be offered to the emperor."

Jiang Shuyao didn't understand these interests, so Xie Xun was right, so she nodded and agreed.

Seeing her answer, Xie Xun said again: "Don't worry about the recipe for instant noodles, first serve the sauce and toast."

Jiang Shuyao nodded: "Then I go now?"

"No, just leave it to me." He said as he walked out, "I will discuss with the prince first."

After he left, Jiang Shuyao reacted and discussed with the prince? When did the prince become one of them?

When the prince and Xie Xun were discussing how to cheat, Zhou's was in the woods.

After an arrow shot through a hare, Zhou put down his bow and arrow and strode forward to pick up a bloodless hare.

She looked up at the sky and realized that she was hunting too vigorously, and she had forgotten to eat.

When she came out in the morning, Jiang Shutao saw that she had only taken an arrow and a knife, and stopped her, brought her a few small burdens, and told her not to forget to eat.

Zhou had forgotten this as soon as he got into the woods, but now he remembered, and took the burden off the horse.

A long bamboo tube is wrapped inside the bag, and the top of the bamboo tube is tightly plugged with a wooden stopper.

Thinking of Jiang Shuyao's explanation in the morning, although Zhou was curious, he did not open the wooden stopper. Instead, he searched for a flat piece of dirt, picked up some dry wood, burned the fire quickly, and set the bamboo tube on it.

Since Jiang Shuyao figured out instant noodles, the mansion has purchased a lot of bamboo tubes so that she can continue to think about portable eating. Zhou also learned from Jiang Shuyao how to make zongzi with bamboo tubes, which is more fragrant than zongye wraps. If it weren't for the accumulation of glutinous rice, she could eat several in one go.

So she thought that the bamboo tube was filled with glutinous rice, but when the bamboo tube was getting hot, a burst of salty fragrant gas gradually emerged.

She was about to get closer to hear, when she suddenly heard a noise not far away, and quickly became alert.

In the outer circle of the paddock, there will be no beasts, only people will come.

She grabbed the longbow and stared at the sound.

A dark-skinned young man showed his face first. He was half-empty and his eyes were smelling around. After a glimpse of Zhou, his whole body was shocked, and he quickly raised his hand to signal not to let go of an arrow.

Zhou Shi put down his bow and arrow, and the opponent walked out of the forest, followed by several lords of the same skin color.

"Lady boss?" Lian Liu was taken aback when he saw Zhou.

Zhou put down the last layer of vigilance and nodded to him.

Several people came over, smelling the scent, and when they saw that Zhou was cooking, they were embarrassed to step forward.

They look at me and I look at you, scratching their heads to leave, but Zhou stopped them: "I can give you some." Anyway, the bamboo tube is so long, she can't finish it alone.

They hesitated for a while, but came over, one by one looked very well-behaved.

"Thank you, Madam." It is natural that he cannot be an ordinary businessman who can come to the Royal Paddock.

They sat down on the big rock opposite Zhou's. Although they were uncomfortably crowded, they were so greedy and reluctant to leave.

"Madam, what are you doing?" Their Mandarin is substandard, but Zhou's sounds very kind.

When Zhou saw them, he thought of the friends Mobei used to ride horses with her, and smiled unconsciously on their faces: "I don't know, this was given to me by my younger siblings."

The words couldn't be answered, and several people shut up.

Seeing small blisters on the edge of the cork, Zhou estimated that it was almost done, so he skimmed the bamboo tube out of the wood, placed it on the stone, took out the dagger, and smashed it forcefully.

The bamboo tube split in half, the steaming white mist overflowed, and the salty wax smell instantly rushed out.

Everyone looked into the bamboo tube, and it was filled with white rice, mixed with emerald green peas and fat and thin sausages. The red, red, green and green paired together, really eye-catching.

When the sausage is heated, the fat part is turned into oil and water and immersed in the rice, making the rice in the bamboo tube shiny. The slices of sausage are thinly sliced, the lean meat is dark red, the fat is transparent, and is as delicate as jade.

Lamei with white rice is a must-do, not to mention the rich salty aroma and the soft bamboo fragrance when heated in bamboo tubes.

All of them were rough-skinned Lianjiazi, and the bamboo tube was a little bit cooler and then started.

Zhou gave them half of it, took half of it by himself, squatted aside, and ate for himself.

"That... Madam, can you give us a pair of chopsticks?" Lian Liu said with a flushed face, but unfortunately his skin was too dark to tell.

Zhou was more patient with the post-natal from the North, and took out the spare chopsticks Jiang Shuyao had prepared for her and handed them to them.

Even Liu and the others fold the chopsticks into several sections, and they didn't mind the unlucky practice. They divided a pair of very short bamboo chopsticks and ate them head to head.

The sausage rice smells good and tastes more delicious.

Just pick a chopsticks in the mouth, the fat-soaked rice has a light waxy taste, meaty but not fishy. The mellow rice aroma makes the waxy taste a little more mellow, with a fresh bamboo fragrance, plump but not greasy , Fresh and delicious, but not bleak.

The first feeling at the entrance of the sausage is salty. After the thick salt is gone, you can feel the plump aroma of wax. The salty turns into freshness, until the rest of the taste is covered. The lean meat is very chewy, but not at all, it is very tasty. The fat meat is tender and does not need to be chewed, and it melts with a light touch, giving the lean meat a tender and smooth taste. The green beans mixed in the rice enrich the taste, and occasionally eat a few, refreshing and relieving greasiness, and even the most common beans have become extremely fragrant.

The Northland also marinates meat during the winter, but the marinated meat has never been so fragrant.

A few people were dull and silent, one chopstick and one chopstick quickly finished the meal, not even the rice grains stuck to the bamboo wall.

Obviously, only a little bit of fat oil is on the sausage, but after eating, the mouth is full of delicious meat, and the aftertaste is endless.

After six consecutive smacks, the brothers once again thanked Zhou.

They were kind enough to feed them, and they were too embarrassed to stay longer after eating. After thanking you again and again, Lian Liu couldn't help but ask before leaving: "Boss, how do you make this bacon, it's really fragrant, and it's all round, small, and it looks good to watch."

Zhou replied: "The fat and thin pork is chopped and seasoned, stuffed into casings, and hung to air dry. These sausages don’t hang for long enough, the cured flavor is insufficient, and the moisture is not exhausted. It is not the best time to eat. ."

"This is delicious enough. We also often bacon in Northland, but the flavor is completely incomparable. If we can have these bacon sausages in winter, it will be more flavorful in winter..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhou stop his chopsticks and his complexion became unwell.

Lian Liu recalled it carefully, and didn't realize that he had said something wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything more, and quickly apologized: "Hug, sorry."

Zhou didn't know what he was apologizing, but he lost his appetite, so he put the bamboo tube aside and looked down and said, "Yes, the winter in the north is very difficult."

Lian Liu several people were dumb, not knowing how to answer the conversation, and when they were scratching their heads to talk, Lian Liu saw the dagger Zhou placed aside.

"Zhou?" Lian Liu stared, "Are you the daughter of General Zhou's house in Mobei?"

Zhou's dagger was stained with oil, and he planned to wipe it off with a blade of grass later, but he didn't put it back immediately. At this time, Lian Liu was recognized, and she did not deny it, nodding and replied: "Yes."

Lian Liu was very excited: "Then you will make Zhou's backhand sword? My grandfather had a match with Zhou old general, and lost under his backhand sword. I have been talking about it for decades. I want to miss it most in my life. It is the backhand sword that sees it." At this point, he suddenly stopped.

The woman in front of her is wearing a woman's bun, and her accent is not even with a local accent. Even if she sits on a rock, she still has the constraints of a Beijinger. If you think about it, she must have been married in the capital for many years, and things in the north will be early. I can't remember clearly.

Thinking like this, he suddenly heard Zhou's words: "Naturally."

She raised her head, her eyes were very different, as if she could see through Lian Liu's mind at a glance, making him a little guilty.

"I thought I was about to forget it myself, but I picked it up a few days ago and found that every move was engraved in my bones." She got up, pulled a blade of grass and wiped the dagger, "Some things are destined to be forgotten in this life. Never let it go. The obsession, love and hatred will eventually dissipate, but the martial arts learned when I was young can accompany me throughout my life."

Her tone was very plain, but the people on the other side were inexplicably sad for her.

They were waiting for comfort, but Zhou suddenly turned around and said, "Come out, follow me all the way. What do you want to say now, can't hold it anymore?"

When they looked up, they saw a person walking out of the forest. The face is handsome, the eyebrows are picturesque, the figure is long, and the body is dark, but there is a sense of elegance like a jade and a gentle breeze.

They turned their gazes to Zhou Shi, as if they understood his identity, and after greeted Zhou Shi, they walked away silently.

Zhou's cleaned up the fire, took out a water bag from his bag and poured a few mouthfuls. After this long series of actions, Xie Lang remained silent.

She also won't ask actively, stuffing the water bladder and preparing to turn over.

Xie Lang spoke at this moment, his voice as steady and soft as ever: "Do you want to go back?"

Zhou sullenly replied: "Naturally, it's getting dark, can I still spend the night in the forest?"

"I mean Mobei."

Zhou's movement on the horse became stiff, and there was no sound for a long while.

Xie Lang walked over, stepping on the wooden branches with the soles of his shoes, making a slight crisp sound: "Really?"

Zhou took a deep breath and turned around and said, "It has nothing to do with you." She rolled over neatly, "I think or not, is there any difference?"

Xie Lang stood in front of the horse and looked up at her: "I think a lot these days."

Zhou's eyes are disinterested.

A bit of bitterness flashed across Xie Lang's face, and she answered her previous words: "There is a difference."

"After you married me seven years ago, you lost everything in Mobei. You learned how to learn from a woman in Beijing, and became nothing like you. I never asked why you wanted to change, and I never I have carefully thought about why you later and you when you first met in Mobei were different from each other. I used to think that it is unreasonable for the master of Gaomen to practice swords and martial arts, and it is normal for you to change after entering Beijing." He thought Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun laughed at themselves, "But is it reasonable to cook all day? Is it reasonable to open a market and a snack street?"

"If I could ask you a question, or you could tell me what you thought in your heart, would we not become what we are now?"

Zhou did not answer, Xie Lang stood in front of the horse and waited.

She did not speak for a long time, and Xie Lang understood the answer. He nodded and brought up the topic again: "I don't want to repeat the same mistakes again, so I will ask you today. Do you want to go back to Mobei?"