Food starts with Mapo Tofu

Chapter 851 Becoming Brothers With the Stove Lord (ask for a monthly ticket)
In the past, Chen Nian's apprenticeship was simple, because those masters were basically ordinary people, and most of the crafts were passed down from their parents.

So how could there be such a complicated procedure in the apprenticeship ceremony before the old age.

But here is different, Tan family cuisine itself originated from the government, and there are naturally many rules of famous families, and Tan family cuisine is a particularly large cuisine, so it is natural to pay attention to it.

There are several procedures for appreciating a teacher. First, the elder attends the seat. Usually, the elder is the witness. If the emperor did not come, only Prince Jing and Fu Xin came, then the higher-status Prince Jing would be the elder. By.

It's just that now that the emperor is here, and no one present has a higher status than the emperor, then the emperor has become the elder.

Prince Jing, on the other hand, followed him as a follower.

There are several things for the praiser to do. First of all, he came to the middle of the room with the six rituals of Shuxiu on the tray.

Then he starts to sing:
"On the auspicious day of the Lingmoon, Shijiayuan clothes, Shoukaoweiqi, Jieer Jingfu..." and so on.

There are three paragraphs in total, and these are also some of the most common words spoken by ancient teachers.

After they finished speaking, they wanted to salute, but the emperor naturally had no reason to salute these courtiers, so he just nodded slightly, and then sat down.

But Li Xu went back, but Li Zhao, as a praiser, did not go back, but stood in the field and continued, "Students are invited to sit."

Students are naturally students. If there are many students, they will be lined up in the center of the stage, but at this moment there is only Chen Nian, so he can only come to the center by himself.

After seeing Chen Nian standing at the designated position, Li Zhao continued to ask Chen Nian to salute the elder first. After all, as a witness and with the highest status, it should be so.

After this, the teacher will take the seat.

The teacher is Song Qingzhou.

Song Qingzhou also came to the middle, first saluted to the emperor, and then saluted in the direction of the teacher's gate. Although he couldn't invite the tablets of the seniors of the teacher's gate over, he could still express his respect by paying respects.

Immediately afterwards, he put three sticks of incense on the table next to him before returning to his seat.

Originally, there was only one seat for him to sit on, but after Li Xu arrived, everyone hurried to move a chair.

Li Xu sat in the back with a dignified appearance, while Song Qingzhou was in front left of her.

Afterwards Li Zhao continued to sing: "Disciple, please submit the teacher's invitation card!"

Chen Nian handed the apprenticeship ceremony he had prepared to Song Qingzhou with both hands, and Song Qingzhou also stretched out his hands to take it.

Chen Nian came here to kneel and worship.

After that, you have to give the ceremony of Shuxiu. There are six kinds of rituals for Shuxiu. This rule has also been passed down from ancient times. Among them are dried meat, which represents gratitude to the teacher, celery, which represents hard work, and dried longan, which represents enlightenment. Shengzhi, lotus seeds represent painstaking teaching, red dates represent early learning, and red beans represent grand development.

These six together constitute the six rituals.

At this time, Song Qingzhou also stood up, and after receiving the bundle of the Six Cultivation Ceremonies, he put it on the table first.

It was returned as a gift from the master to the disciples.

Then Li Zhao, as the praiser, brought the tea tray to Chen Nian.

Chen Nian served the tea with his right hand and rolled his sleeves with his left. Chen Nian raised his hands above his head to respect the teacher.

Song Qingzhou took the cup with both hands to his forehead and closed his eyes to show respect, then held the tea bowl with his left hand, and stroked the tea bowl with his right hand. He drank the tea. After taking a sip, Li Zhao stepped forward to take the tea bowl again, and then returned to his seat.

At this time, Chen Nian didn't get up, because he still had to listen to Song Qingzhou's lectures and the school's rules.

The general idea is to educate apprentices to respect their ancestors and abide by the rules, to encourage apprentices to be innocent, to study hard, and so on.

Finally, he sang along with Li Zhao: "Li Cheng!"

So far, the apprenticeship ceremony is all over.

Everyone expressed their congratulations to Song Qingzhou, and Song Qingzhou responded one by one.

"Congratulations to Mr. Song on the new disciple."

In the end, Li Xu also stood up and congratulated Song Qingzhou in person.

"Your Majesty can come here to pay respects, I am very grateful!"

"It's okay, you have to teach this disciple well in the future."

"Returning to Your Majesty, I will definitely do it. Chen Nian himself is smart and eager to learn. Since he has been worshiped under the name of my Tan Jiacai, I will guide him with all my heart and pass on all I have learned in my life."

Song Qingzhou was a little excited. Although it was the same process when accepting apprentices a few times ago, His Majesty the Emperor was not there at that time.

Afterwards, Li Xu encouraged Chen Nian a few more words, and left with Li Zhao.

But Fu Xin was not in a hurry to leave, he still wanted to stay and have a few more words with Chen Nian.

"Chen Nian, congratulations, you have worshiped such a famous chef as your teacher."

"Brother Fu is being polite, but my master is indeed powerful."

"Hahaha, then you have to study hard."

"It's natural."

"You can come and sit with me on your day off later. Speaking of which, Xiaolu often misses you."

Speaking of Xiaolu, Chen Nian thought of the little girl who was always by Xiao Mudan's side.

Now that I think about it, the other party has probably grown up too.

"Actually, you're not too old now..."

As Fu Xin spoke, he began to worry about Chen Nian's major life events.

"Stop it, Brother Fu, I have a fiancee."

"Where?"

"I do not know how?"

"There are many things you don't know. Anyway, you don't need to be in a hurry now. I will introduce you to her when I have a chance in the future."

Fu Xin looked at Chen Nian suspiciously: "Okay, since you have a plan, I won't mention this matter anymore, but if you need anything in the palace, you can ask someone to tell me, when you arrive I can bring it in for you."

"Okay, thank you, Brother Fu."

"You are so kind to me. If I hadn't met you, I probably wouldn't have won the first prize. Since I was young, I have had four masters. One is my father, and the other is my father. After I left, the gentleman who taught me to read in the village, the third is you, and the fourth is the prime minister."

"Hahaha, Brother Fu, don't go out and talk nonsense about this, the Prime Minister will be unhappy if he hears it."

Chen Nian smiled, then said in a low voice.

Fu Xin also looked around and saw that no one else was listening to the two of them talking: "You are still afraid of this, I thought you were not afraid of anything?"

"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid that something will happen to you."

"Hahaha, as expected, you are still the master who no one cares about. I knew you were just pretending like that."

Fu Xin is not stupid. From before to now, he can always feel that although Chen Nian regards himself as a brother, he has a sense of pride in his heart, as if everyone in this world is not in his eyes.

Of course, Fu Xin felt that he was the only one who knew that Chen Nian was not an ordinary person.

After all, he has never seen anyone who can disappear out of thin air under his nose.

So after the first time, every time the old age suddenly disappeared, he felt that it was normal. Anyway, after a few years of old age, it would appear again, and it was still exactly the same as before.

This time he met Chen Nian again, maybe after a few years, Chen Nian will disappear again.

Waiting until I am old, maybe the old age will appear again, still so young, still so knowledgeable, and still so passionate about cooking.

It seems that from the first day I knew Chen Nian until now, Chen Nian is always on the way of learning how to cook.

Never stopped.

And every time there is aging, you will learn a lot of extra things.

Therefore, he has long believed in his heart that Chen Nian is the exiled immortal from the sky, but it is not the so-called Wenqu stars and Wuqu stars, but the God of Cookery or the Stove Lord.

On their side, whenever they are young, they have to buy some sesame candies to stick to the mouth of the Stove Lord, so as to prevent the Stove Lord from speaking ill of them when he reports to heaven.

Therefore, when Fu Xin eats sesame candy, he always thinks of old age, thinking that it is better to eat more old age, so that his mouth can be tighter after going to heaven.

On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, they had to worship the Stove Lord again, but every time he did so, he felt as if he was kowtowing to Chen Nian.

Although the statue looked a little different, he always had an illusion, the more he stared at the statue of the Stove Lord, the more he felt that the Stove Lord and Chen Nian looked alike.

"Perhaps the aged appearance is the appearance of the Stove Lord when he was young."

Fu Xin always thinks this way in his heart.

It's just that he regards Chen Nian as his brother, yet he worships the Kitchen God every year.

In the end, he could only blame everyone for their opinions. When the Stove Lord appeared in the form of Chen Nian, he was his brother, and when Chen Nian appeared in the form of the Stove Lord, he was a god in the sky.

"What are you looking at?"

Looking at Fu Xin in a daze, Chen Nian couldn't help stretching out his hand in front of Fu Xin's eyes and asked.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something from the past."

"Okay, you are an official of the court. You always want to do what happened in the past? You should look back. People who are content with the status quo live in the present, but people with ideals and ambitions should live in the future. Everything you have lived Today is all about working hard for a better and promising tomorrow.”

After hearing this, Fu Xin nodded with a smile: "Brother Chen, although you often speak very bluntly, you always make sense."

"What's the point of this? It's chicken soup for the soul at best, but it's very appropriate for people who really work hard for their ideals."

Fu Xin nodded, but after nodding, he asked again: "What is Chicken Soup for the Soul?"

"It's the kind of motivational words that sound reasonable at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, they're all just vague motivational words."

"Hahaha, brother Chen is really humorous, and the word he used is quite brilliant, chicken soup for the soul? Interesting..."

"Okay, don't be funny, it's getting late now, you should go back quickly, I have to go to my master's place to stay for a while, and I won't keep you."

"Okay, I didn't expect that I, the majestic Honglu Temple, would be ordered to evict a guest by a palace chef, so be it, sad, I'm leaving."

"Let's go, let's go, people think you are the minister of Honglu Temple, but I only think of you as the sleazy scholar who sits on the wall and watches other girls sing operas."

After sending Fu Xin away respectfully in this way, Chen Nian returned to Song Qingzhou's side and talked to the other seniors.

Finally, after everyone had dispersed, they began to intensively prepare the ingredients for today.

However, Chen Nian has already prepared the ingredients for the emperor and the ladies today.

Today's aging is made of matcha and red bean mille-feuille.

All the materials have been prepared before this, and the next thing I have to do is to assemble these materials together.

The most difficult thing to make among the thousands of layers is matcha. Although Chen Nian had thought about using other things to replace it before, there were no mangoes, durians, or strawberries in the palace at this time.

The remaining melons and fruits have basically been used before aging, so there is nothing new in making them.

So when I was old, I thought of matcha. There are naturally many kinds of tea in the palace.

Each is a special and precious tea produced in various places, and some of them are young leaves from ancient tea trees with a thousand years of age.

Aging is the selection of these precious tea leaves.

In fact, matcha has been invented a long time ago. At the beginning, people crushed the tea leaves, and then added green onions, ginger, orange peel, salt and other ingredients to cook and drink together. Although it sounds strange, but at the beginning When I was making it, I felt that the taste is quite special. Of course, some people are used to drinking it, and some people are not used to it. Later, people invented a way to drink tea, which is to grind the tea into foam first. Then add a small amount of water to make a paste, which is similar to the black sesame paste sold in supermarkets.

But it is because of this state that many people call this way of drinking tea drinking tea.

And this is actually the embryonic form of food like matcha.

Aging has already crushed the tea leaves into foam in the past, and then used them to make matcha.

But when Chen Nian just made it, he felt that this tea was really good. He had tasted many good teas before, but absolutely none of them could surpass this small piece in front of him.

"The taste is too strong, it is indeed the best Longjing."

After Chen Nian smelled this scent, he immediately recognized that it was the best Longjing.

Among the teas I have drunk in the past, none of them are of higher quality than these Longjing teas.

But I didn't expect that one day I would use this kind of tea to make matcha red bean mille-feuille.

This kind of behavior is like holding thousands of tea leaves that sell for sky-high prices in the store, but you want to use this tea to cook tea eggs.

It's just that although he felt a little wasteful in his heart, he thought again in a blink of an eye, even if it was wasted, it was not a waste of himself.

These are all the things of the public unit, and the flowers are spent.

It's just that when these thousand layers are delivered to the table, those who are about to eat the thousand layers in front of them can't help but be shown by the old imagination.

They don't know what the old mind thinks, how can they always come up with these creative things.

Although the pastry in front of him is green, the faint tea fragrance that can't help but whet the appetite.

(End of this chapter)