Wei and Jin Cooks

Fu Tinghan brought the picked beans and handed them to the people in the kitchen to wash them. He turned his head and said to Zhao Hanzhang, "I was just about to tell you that there are a group of bandits on Baerling, who often loot the merchants at the foot of the mountain. See if you can get rid of it."

   Zhao Hanzhang knew that he was talking about the Gaohui caravan.

  Fu Tinghan's eyes fell on Zhao Erlang and said, "Haierling is between Xin'an and Luoyang, so it is most suitable for Erlang to go to suppress the bandits."

   Zhao Hanzhang frowned slightly, "But the bandits are nestled on the Baer Ridge. That place is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it's not easy to fight."

   "If you are worried, you can ask General Bei Gong to help a group of Erlang."

   Zhao Hanzhang raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Tinghan.

   Fu Tinghan nodded slightly at her.

   Zhao Hanzhang said straightforwardly: "Okay, when General Bei Gong comes, I will mention it to him."

   Zhao Hanzhang and Zhao Erlang worked together to cut or chop the mutton, completing the chef's instructions.

   Then she cleans her hands and prepares a dish.

   Zhao Kuan also came up to look curiously.

I saw that she threw the washed bones into a large pot, then poured it into the hot water, used chopsticks to stir it, put it into a large pot, and then brought the lamb spine that she had just chopped. , also passed the hot water again, and piled it on the sheep bones.

  Add water, put the kettle on the stove, and immediately someone will come forward to light the fire.

  The cook picked up the ingredients according to Zhao Hanzhang's instructions, brought them to her, and she was responsible for spreading them.

   As soon as the lid was closed, she said to the servant who was burning the fire: "Use a strong fire, wait for the water to boil, then turn it to a small fire, and boil it for half an hour, which is almost the time to eat."

   The servants respectfully responded.

   Zhao Hanzhang also instructed the cook to remember to add salt.

  The cook said it was no problem, she had cooked this dish three times and she was quite sure.

   Zhao Kuan couldn't help turning his head to look at Fu Tinghan, "Is that even if you know how to cook?"

  Fu Tinghan: "...Forget it."

   Zhao Hanzhang had pointed ears, turned around and asked the two of them, "What's wrong?"

   Zhao Kuan smiled and lost his eyes. He shook his head and said, "It's nothing, the bones are well chopped. I'll have to taste this soup carefully later. This is the soup made by the third sister."

   Fu Tinghan couldn't help touching his nose, hesitated for a while or asked her quietly, "Do you only make this soup?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "This is already my best dish."

  Fu Tinghan hesitated for a while and said, "I remember you could cook when you were in junior high school."

   When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, he glanced up and down with a far-reaching gaze before slowly saying, "Listen to what my grandfather said?"

   She held back a smile and said, "Is it possible that when he said he could cook, he just knew how to cook?"

  Fu Tinghan:…

Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help but frown, "I can cook rice in an electric rice cooker, and the rice I cook is moderately soft and hard, which is very appetizing to my grandfather, so every time I come back from school, I will cook the rice first, and then do my homework. "

  Fu Tinghan:…

   Zhao Hanzhang couldn't help laughing when he saw his shocked expression.

   Zhao Kuan, who was getting together with Zhao Erlang, couldn't help but look back at the two of them, and saw Zhao Hanzhang smiling wanton under the sunlight, while Fu Tinghan looked at her with a gentle (helpless) face. …

  Fu Tinghan put away his helplessness, shook his head with a smile, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Then let me cook a dish."

   "Mr. Ji made a big talk when he knew that you were going to cook for yourself. If he knew that you made only one soup at night, he might not be able to keep his face down."

  Zhao Hanzhang held a grudge for the soup, "Soup is also difficult to make. It is not easy to make a delicious soup."

   It's just that the ingredients for this soup are all prepared by the cook, and she is only responsible for throwing it in.

   Thinking of this, he felt a little guilty. Zhao Hanzhang coughed lightly and asked, "What do you want to cook?"

   "Simmered beans with mutton?" He said, "I will use potatoes to stew beef, and mutton stewed beans is almost the same way, right?"

   Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "It should be about the same, then you can do it, I'll give you a shot."

   made it, this dish also has her credit.

  Fu Tinghan responded with a smile.

   Zhao Kuan saw that Fu Tinghan actually went to the kitchen to cook.

   It was also the first time for him to cook in this era, and the fire was no problem. Zhao Hanzhang could barely control the fire. If he wanted to be big, he could add more firewood, if he wanted to be small, he could reduce the firewood.

   But other seasonings, Fu Tinghan, are also used at one time.

  There are several kinds of sauces here. Except for the meat sauce, the rest are mostly made of beans, all of which are bean paste, which are also more expensive.

  Good doubanjiang has a complicated process, so ordinary people can't afford it. The chef of Zhao's house likes to add doubanjiang to the dishes.

  Fu Tinghan is used to eating, and he also thinks that adding Doubanjiang is good, but this time he added it himself, he was a little bit of a horse.

  Because it was for Zhao Hanzhang's face, he was very careful. He tasted one for himself first, and after tasting the general taste, he decided to add some to the mutton and beans that were almost stewed.

   And then salt.

   He thought that the taste of salt should be similar, but when he opened the lid of the salt and saw some yellowish salt, Fu Tinghan was not sure.

   He picked up a few grains of salt and tasted it, frowning immediately.

   Zhao Hanzhang stood up when she saw it, leaned over to take a look, and also reached out and squeezed a handful of salt and threw it into her mouth. She immediately widened her eyes with pain on her face, "Why is this salt so bitter."

   "It's astringent," Fu Tinghan said: "The impurities inside are not cleaned up."

   But then he didn't know how much salt to add.

   Originally, for such a big pot of braised beans with mutton, he should have added about 20 grams of salt, but…

   Zhao Hanzhang was much simpler, he directly asked the cook to come up and put salt.

  The cook was also quick and glanced at the mutton and beans in the large pot, as well as the bean paste that was put down. She directly sprinkled two spoons of salt into it, then took the spatula and stirred vigorously.

   In the end, this dish was done by the three of them together, because Fu Tinghan and Zhao Hanzhang spent the most time, so it should be considered that they did it.

   Zhao Kuan was relieved after seeing this, everyone is the same, Shijun is still the third younger sister in memory.

   There are guests coming to the door one after another.

   Zhao Hanzhang banquets, no one dares to be late. Chen Wu came first. He left Gucheng in the early morning and arrived in Luoyang around noon. He first slept in the newly opened post before coming.

   He took Feng Long and originally wanted to take Li Tou, but Gucheng could not be left unguarded, so he had to leave him in Gucheng.

   He deliberately kept his stomach and didn't eat anything at noon, so when he arrived at Zhao's house, his eyes couldn't help but focus on the dim sum on the plate.

   Although Chen Wu is the leader of the beggar army, his background is not bad. His family used to be a small landlord, um, just a small landlord, not enough for the rank of sergeant, but he was not short of food and clothing since he was a child.

   He had never seen the dim sum on the plate, so after the servant served the tea, he picked up a piece and tasted it, and found that it was not bad, so he asked, "What is the name of this yellow-orange-orange dim sum?"