Chang’an Small Restaurant

    Shen Shaoguang was peeling cabbage in the kitchen.

    Pucai is the most beautiful thing in Huai'an and Jinan in the past life.

      After stewing the modern cabbage, add salt to taste and serve, this old chicken cabbage soup is thick and tender; or stir-fry shredded eel, stir-fry Kaiyang, steam lion's head, even stir-fry with some vegetable oil, it is also fresh and tender very.

    Jinan is in the north, and it is summer time to eat cabbage. Homemade can be stir-fried, shredded pork can be fried, the pot can be collapsed, and it can be fried in batter. The most classic and famous is the milk soup.

    However, I don’t know if Shen Shaoguang was unlucky, or if I didn’t understand it correctly. Ham, sea cucumber, etc., the color is very beautiful and the taste is good, but Shen Shaoguang always has a sense of loss - in her understanding, the milk soup of "Milk Soup Pucai" is the milk soup made from big bones.

    Shen Shaoguang could not have imagined that in Datang and Chang'an, there were also fresh and tender cabbage. Is this an opportunity for me to try the cabbage in big bone milk soup?

    The vegetable vendor said that the cabbage came from the shore of the Wei River. After picking it, it was wrapped in wet mud and sent to Chang'an by express. The vegetable vendors collected the vegetables, washed them again and put them on the stalls, or sent them to the mansions of nobles, restaurants and restaurants.

    "How can it be so tender? It's like bamboo shoots." The vegetable vendor laughed.

    It's not cheap to spend such a lot of time and money, but Shen Shaoguang still asked for a lot, and he agreed to send more cabbage as usual.

    This thing is fresh and tender when it is eaten and peeled. Yu San and Achang got up early in the morning, and at noon they were mainly busy in the kitchen. Shen Shaoguang asked them to take a break in the afternoon to prepare the ingredients for evening meals in the kitchen, choose vegetables, marinate the meat, and watch the stove by themselves. Boil something stewed.

    A Yuan came over to peel the cabbage with Shen Shaoguang, but was driven away by Shen Shaoguang, "It's strangely hot, and you're not feeling well, go and take a break."

    A Yuan stood up and walked around, then came back: "I'll help the little lady peel the cabbage heart, anyway, I'm hungry and I can't rest comfortably, it's better to do some work and spread it out. ."

    Shen Shaoguang smiled helplessly.

    A Yuan ate a lot of roast mutton last night, and Yujian noodles, and ate two big peaches before going to sleep. At night, I was greedy for the cold again, and I slept with my belly on the air. At the fifth watch, I became noisy and ran to the latrine several times. In the morning, my stomach is still uncomfortable.

    Shen Shaoguang took her to see the Langzhong in the workshop, who checked the pulse, looked at the tongue, wrote the prescription, and instructed: "The diet these days should be light and light, and be hungry for a while. Pause." Shen Shaoguang was reminded of the imperial doctor Wang in the Red Mansion who came to see Sister Qiao'er.

    After listening to the doctor's order, A Yuan's face fell down.

    She doesn't like to lose weight, Shen Shaoguang doesn't care about her, she's really sick now, and she must be supervised.

    The millet porridge specially cooked for Ah Yuan at noon, Shen Shaoguang considered her appetite, and kindly made a small bowl of egg custard, which was a drop in the bucket compared to Ah Yuan's bottomless stomach.

    A Yuan looked at Yu San who was eating cumin mutton with a resentment, Yu San chewed it more and more deliciously; A Yuan saw that the agate meat was stuffed into the steamed cake, and it was also poured thick Ah Chang in the soup, Ah Chang quietly twisted his body and gave Ah Yuan half of his back.

    A Yuan: "..." is still a kind lady!

    Shen Shaoguang ate shredded pork and cabbage, courgette eggs, and the same millet porridge as Ah Yuan.

    Even the few shreds of fried cabbage, Ah Yuan liked it very much, looked at Shen Shaoguang with hope, and tried to pick it up.

    Yu San coughed.

    A Yuan angrily put down the bamboo chopsticks.

    Shen Shaoguang had no choice but to comfort her: "If you don't take care of it at this time, you will eat it again and again in the future, and you will completely ruin your stomach and stomach. God. When it's all over, I'll give you a roast leg of lamb."

    A Yuan pursed her lips and agreed.

    I didn’t feel full during the meal, and at this time in the middle of the afternoon, of course I was even more hungry. While helping the little lady peel and wash the cabbage for dinner, A Yuan sniffed the aroma of the milk soup on the stove: "During lunch, the little lady made the milk soup with cabbage. Yeah, I didn't expect it to taste so good."

    Shen Shaoguang was quite proud, the papaya made with milk soup at noon was indeed quite successful. In the milky white soup, the green papaya was adorned with some bacon. It looked beautiful and the soup was delicious. , Pu Cai is tender and delicious - just a little hot at noon, and must drink two bowls at night.

    A Yuan is also proud: "How do they know that the milk soup is made from pork bones, old chicken, and old duck? These things are not to mention boiled cabbage, even boiled straw sandals are delicious! If the boiled water boils the vegetables and thickens them at the end, they will definitely drop the plate."

    Lin Yan just entered the door when he heard the words of the little maid in the kitchen, he couldn't help smiling, she was indeed the master of the servant class.

    Shen Shaoguang said with a smile, "Boiled vegetables are also enjoyed by some people - usually it's Zhong Mingding who eats too much sweetness and fat and wants to change their taste, such as Lin Shaoyin who often comes. It can be seen that this 'big taste must be weak'..." It's really important.

    Thinking of rich people changing their tastes, Shen Shaoguang suddenly remembered the movie "Party A and Party B", in which the big money that was sent to the mountain village to eat the whole village's chickens, if Lin Shaoyin also sent it, I wonder if I can maintain the present Xuanxuan Shaoju's demeanor?

    Zhengbu Lin Shaoyin with messy hair, wrapped in a black padded jacket, was lying at the entrance of the village waiting for rescue, but he heard a light cough outside.

    Shen Shaoguang glared at him, isn't that right? Just so coincidentally? You can't tell people behind their backs...

    Opening the kitchen curtain and coming out, Shen Shaoguang smiled at Lin Yan: "Hello Lin Langjun, Lin Langjun sits in it, Lin Langjun should come first to drink a sour plum drink from Jingshui Town. Relieve the heat, right?"

    Lin Yan frowned, but there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Okay, I'm sorry, little lady."

    Shen Shaoguang squinted and smiled: "No trouble."

    A Yuan went to the backyard to get sour plum drink a long time ago, without Shen Shaoguang running errands, Shen Shaoguang asked Lin Shaoyin what to eat as usual.

     "It's the green vegetable that the little lady said that the taste must be weak."

    Shen Shaoguang: "...good!"

    Shen Shaoguang knew that he was right, and he was joking when he was teased. He was about to turn around to leave, but he heard him say: "The little lady's words in the kitchen seem to be unfinished. How about 'the taste must be weak'?"

    Shen Shaoguang turned his head to look at him, Lin Shaoyin's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, with a smile that was not a smile, not as solemn and reserved as usual, but a bit like his friend Pei Langjun. Such an expression, asking such a question, is clearly a joke.

    Shen Shaoguang's mind was swayed, and his cheeks were a little hot. It turned out that Lin Shaoyin could also make such a romantic gesture. It's really... a talent, it's unpredictable! ①

    Shen Shaoguang didn't go to the kitchen, instead he sat opposite Lin Shaoyin, smiled and said, "What I said in the kitchen was just to tease the little maid, there are strong benefits, but there are mild ones. You don't need to be too serious about the mild taste, please don't take it to heart."

    Lin Yan's face turned serious and looked at her quietly.

    "There is nothing to say about 'the taste must be mild', but there are other things I want to ask. When I was in Ye Ting, I once read "Poems": "There is no beginning, and there is no end." Later, I read a book by Mr. Hong, 'It's better to make people fall in love with each other at first glance.' ②My son thinks it makes a lot of sense. What does Lin Lang-jun think?"

    Lin Yan looked at Shen Shaoguang for a while, and Shen Shaoguang maintained a calm smile.

    Lin Yan pursed her lips, "Listening to the girl's words, it's a bit old-fashioned, but Guan Lingzun acts as a Confucian."

    Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows.

    "A is also a Confucian student. We Confucian disciples say 'Aspiration is based on Tao, according to virtue, and benevolence,' and we do our best to achieve it, that's all." Lin Yan looked firm and serious, his eyes He looked at Shen Shaoguang without hesitation.

    "The Book of Rites says: 'Confucianism has treasures on the table to be hired, strong learning to be asked in the past night, loyalty and trustworthiness to be promoted, practice to be acquired.'" Lin Yan licked his lower lip , lowered his eyes, and said softly, "Some say this is arrogant, but please think about it seriously."

    Shen Shaoguang: "…"

    Confucianists are like treasures on the table, waiting to be hired; studying hard, waiting to be questioned; being faithful, waiting to be recommended; practicing hard, waiting to be admitted. Is he comparing himself to a "treasure on the table", waiting to be "hired" by me?

    No, is this a confession?

    Did you people in the Tang Dynasty express this way? Like the Tao?

    Shen Shaoguang smirked, "You Confucians are also true, why do you 'know it's impossible'?"

    "No, how do you know that you can't? Maybe 'but' is very..." The last tone was a little light, and there seemed to be endless reverie after "what". Two points of lingering affection. Lin Yan unnaturally took a sip from his drink, and some colored threads appeared in his sleeves.

    Looking at his chin and his Adam's apple rolling when he was drinking, Shen Shaoguang's mind was taken a little off by this "maybe 'can'", how can he "can"? Betting on books and splashing tea, lingering in mandarin ducks, having children, growing old together?

    Shen Shaoguang swallowed and smiled dryly: "You can see, this, Confucianism and Taoism are really different, very different... I'll go make soup for Langjun first."

    Lin Yan couldn't help laughing when she saw that she was running away.

    Shen Shaoguang was in the kitchen, cut the cabbage into sections, cut two bacon, a few slices of ginger, poured some base oil into the pot, put the **** slices and bacon in and stir-fry, while stirring Stir-frying, while the five flavors are mixed, I can't think that Lin Shaoyin is quite a domineering president. He doesn't accept rejection, but picks up the relationship... He, a Confucian child, is a bit - difficult to deal with.

    A Yuan came to add to the confusion: "Little lady knows so much, she can talk to Tanhua Lang."

    Shen Shaoguang smiled dryly: "...I still don't know how to do it well, I don't know how to do it well."

    A Yuan was surprised, "Why is this? Isn't the little lady always urging me to learn a few more words?"

    Shen Shaoguang said earnestly: "It's good to be literate, even if you don't understand some Confucian books."

    A Yuan is even more unclear, but seeing that the little lady is thoughtful and unwilling to say more, A Yuan does not ask.

    Shen Shaoguang put the prepared milk soup and cabbage into the bowl, and added some ready-made steamed cakes and side dishes at will, and let Ah Yuan bring it out.

    Lin Yan looked at A Yuan, A Yuan explained for Shen Shaoguang: "My little lady is thinking about 'Confucianism'."

    Shen Shaoguang in the kitchen: "…"

    Lin Yan laughed.

    The author has something to say:

    Author: When Taoism is inaction, it is necessary to create conditions when encountering Confucianism. It is impossible to communicate. Let me tell you, Lin Shaoyin, if you have different beliefs, you will not be happy.

    Lin Shaoyin is a knife.

    The author turned back to laugh at A Li: kicked the iron plate, right? Isn't this man a good deal?

    Another eye knife.

    Author: Take these two cubs away, whoever wants it will want it!

    ——

    ①In Shen Qian's "Complete Ci Zashuo" commenting on Jiaxuan's ci, "the trick of the poet is really unpredictable." A few words were changed. -Suddenly discovered that the heroine's father had the same name as the rhyme expert.

    ②Caigen Tan.