Datang male nanny

Chapter 19 Eating Tofu Beautiful Tofu
Regarding Shangguan Wan'er, Cheng Zheng pursued her to the death, but still didn't get anything out of Ni Tu's mouth, so she felt that Ni Tu was really a superior person.

However, Ni Tu held back his anger very aggrieved.

"Ask me about her body proportions? I don't even know what she looks like. How can I know whether it's the size of a slap or two hands? It's really unreasonable!"

Ni Tu was resentful, but Cheng Zheng drank himself too high because of Shangguan Wan'er's topic. After drinking more than a dozen bowls of bad wine, he went to hang out with Shangguan Wan'er in his dream.

During the whole process, Ni Tu only took a sip of the wine, then put down the clay bowl.

The taste is as bland as swill, with no color or aroma, and drinking it is like spoiled soda.

"Hey! I miss my sauce-flavored old maozi."

Ni Tu unconsciously recalled the production process of sauce flavor.

Feeding twice, cooking nine times, fermentation eight times, wine extraction seven times, long-term storage and careful blending.

To put it simply, it is four highs and two longs, one big and one many.The four highs are high-temperature koji making, high-temperature accumulation, high-temperature fermentation, and high-temperature flowing wine.The two longs mean that the production cycle is long, which lasts for one year; the storage time is long, and generally needs to be stored for more than three years.One big refers to the amount of koji used, and the ratio of the amount of koji used to the quality of the grain is about one to one; one more refers to multiple rounds of fermentation, that is, eight rounds of fermentation.

"Well, fortunately, in my previous life, I had a good habit of studying thoroughly if I liked it. It is a good retribution to break into Datang recklessly!"

Ni Tu finally felt relieved, and glanced at Cheng Zheng, who was soundly asleep. Ni Tu's yawn also came unconsciously, and he stretched himself, preparing to lie down on the thick sheepskin blanket for a good night's sleep.

"Report! Duke Lu is awake!" A soldier barged in at the door, and it was Jia Er.

"Quick! Take me to see it!" Ni Tu lost all sleepiness immediately, jumped up suddenly, and asked Jia Er to take him there.

Jia Er didn't move his legs, and looked at Ni Tu in embarrassment.

Hearing the thunderous snoring, Ni Tu understood now, and hurriedly reprimanded him: "Kick Cheng Xiaowei up quickly."

Jia Er was very hesitant, wondering if the word "kick" was appropriate.

"Listen to me, you're right!"

After Ni Tu finished speaking, he floated out of the tent.

Jia Er timidly came to Cheng Zheng, looked at the deeply sleeping lieutenant, trembling and raised his right foot...

"Ah! Captain, I was wrong! I was wrong! Don't dare again!"

The screams like killing a pig came from the tent.

Ni Tu listened to this cheerful music, hummed and came to the tent of the Chinese army, tidied his clothes, wiped his face, showing a look of compassion, and then hurried into the tent.

"Lu Guogong is awake? This is really great!"

When Ni Tu broke in, he saw Cheng Yaojin half lying down and half sitting, and a soldier was feeding him water with a spoon.

Doctor Tang Ji stood beside him and replied cautiously.

Cheng Yaojin waved his hand, and the soldiers feeding the water retreated.

"You are the god who saved me?" Cheng Yaojin stared at Ni Tu with big black eyes.

It was only then that Ni Tu remembered that he was just a soldier who had just been promoted, and he immediately met him as a soldier.

"Little soldier Ni Tu pays homage to Lu Guogong! I wish Lu Guogong a thousand years and a thousand years!"

"Oh? Chitose? Woohaha! Good boy, good!" Cheng Yaojin was very happy to hear the sound of mountains roaring and tsunami.

When he learned that Cheng Zheng had promoted Ni Tu to Wen Linlang, Cheng Yaojin sighed deeply.

"Since Zheng'er has won his love with a sword, I won't argue with this kid. You are a prostitute, you can read and write, and you can write articles, so naturally you have a lot of ghost ideas. I heard that you are still a disciple of a god, and you have some good ideas. From now on, you have to assist Zheng'er well, and you will have a share in making contributions in the future."

The corner of Ni Tu's mouth twitched, and he scolded in his heart: What a big cake!It's really worth being a leader!The art of manipulating people is easy to play.

"Thank you, Duke Lu!"

Some soldiers brought food and put it on the small table in front of the bed.

Ni Tu frowned as he looked at the big wine and big meat. "The patient was unconscious before, and just recovered a little bit. The spleen, stomach and kidney are still in a semi-stagnant state, and the endocrine has been out of balance. Why do you still have these greasy and strong foods? Are you still worried that Lu Guogong will not go easily, so reach out to help ?"

When Ni Tu said this, the soldier serving the food was so frightened that he kowtowed to the ground and begged for mercy.

Doctor Tang Ji also opened his mouth wide, and asked suspiciously: "Dare to ask what is an endocrine disorder?"

"It's like the little lady..." Ni Tu suddenly felt a little blushing, and hurriedly changed his words: "I mean the imbalance of yin and yang, and the disorder of the skin."

"So it is!" Doctor Tang Ji suddenly realized.

Cheng Yaojin glanced at the food and wine and shook his head. "Hey, in the past, this old man could eat three times this kind of food, but today he has no appetite. Forget it, let's take it."

The soldier just got up and brought out the food respectfully.

"Lu Guogong is weak, so he has to eat. You can eat some soft food, such as tofu."

"What is tofu?" Doctor Tang Ji asked hastily.

Ni Tu was speechless for a moment.

No way, you don't even know about tofu?Knead beans, eat tofu, grab two handfuls at once.The tofu is white and tender, and it is good to sleep after eating tofu.

Stopping this popular nursery rhyme, Ni Tu recalled the history of tofu.

Tofu should be in the Western Han Dynasty, when Liu An, the grandson of Liu Bang, the great ancestor of the Han Dynasty, was burning medicine to make alchemy on Bagong Mountain in Anhui Province, he accidentally used gypsum to make some bean juice, so tofu was invented.It's the Tang Dynasty now, why hasn't it become popular yet?

Looking at Tang Jiyi and Lu Guogong's very puzzled eyes, Ni Tu just realized that in this ancient time when information was blocked, even if someone invented it earlier, it might not be able to be popularized.

What's more, soybeans are still people's staple food, and people can't fill their stomachs, so who would dare to waste food and make tofu.

Tofu is still a luxury for Tang people like them.

"Tofu, something made of white jade, tastes so delicious. I am willing to make this delicacy for Duke Lu, hoping that Duke Lu will have a better life soon."

"Very good! Go ahead and do it, the old man is waiting for your food."

After exhorting some taboos with Doctor Tang Ji, Ni Tu left the camp and was taken to the cooking camp by the soldiers.

Sitting on the low couch with his buttocks, Ni Tu felt his stomach growling as he watched the food returned from Cheng Yaojin's just now, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to grab a chicken leg and gnawed on it.

The almost frightened delivery soldier in front of him frowned and stared, full of resentment.

Standing beside him was a man who looked like a head chef, who was coming forward with his sleeves rolled up, as if he was about to hit someone.

The soldier pinched his waist and ordered: "This is the living god who brought Lu Guogong back to life today. He has been promoted by the school lieutenant to be Wen Linlang, and he is here to make delicacies under the order of Lu Guogong. Don't be negligent! You are all waiting!" dispatch."

When the few people heard that it was the living god, they immediately changed their expressions of anger, and changed into expressions of incomparable reverence, and humbly agreed.

"Here!"

The soldier left after explaining.

All the cooks stood upright, staring at Ni Tu as he gnawed the two chicken legs clean.

"Hey! This taste is too bad! It's too bad!"

Fatty Yuan, the head chef, looked contemptuous, and muttered, "It's unpalatable, fight back and keep grabbing another piece of chicken!"

"This is called Zhiji Zhitang, and you will never slacken after trying it."

"Master Wen Linlang, don't you tell yourself that you know yourself and your enemy and you will never be imperiled in a hundred battles?"

"Uh... try it, try it! Is there any tea, bring me a bowl."

"What is tea? There is only good water here, and there is no bad water. How can adults have such a hobby?"

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(End of this chapter)