Chinese dining table

Chapter 22
Before it was dark, Yunchu had already built a marching stove. Because the design of the fire path was reasonable, there were three fire holes on the stove.

After the stove was finished, Hou San brought over the cooking utensils.

Datang also has iron pots, but this kind of iron pot is a cylindrical deep-bottomed iron pot, which is very useful for stewing, but it is not suitable for cooking.

There is also a canal in the mulberry forest. The water here flows from the Karez well, and the mulberry forest happens to be on a water outlet.

The weather was scorching hot, and Fangzheng and the others who also lived in the mulberry forest had already stripped naked and soaked in the water.

Yunchu didn't want to soak in it casually. The water in the Karez well was melted water from snow-capped mountains. In addition, it had been flowing in the Karez well, so the sun was basically out of sight. The water was icy cold.

If you soak for a long time, you will get rheumatism.

Taking advantage of the time spent baking the marching stove, Yunchu boiled a large pot of hot water on the burner. It has been a long time since he took a hot bath. It is a great pleasure to take a hot bath in such a sweltering weather today.

Hou San who took Yunchu's gold was very obedient, or this guy himself enjoyed the process of being a servant very much.

When Yunchu took a bath, whether this guy helped Yunchu wash his long hair with plant ash, or rubbed his back with a piece of burlap under Yunchu's command, he did a good job, especially this guy didn't know where to get it. Some wild mint grass came, after wiping the body with this thing, it felt cool, and the heat disappeared completely.

Hou San was waiting for Yunchu to take a bath, and Fangzheng and the others were obviously taking a bath, no matter how well he washed, they were peeping at Yunchu taking a bath.

"It's white and clean. It doesn't look like someone who has put in too much effort. There are a lot of scars on his body, most of which are new injuries in the past few years. His legs are already slightly ring-shaped. This should be a defect from riding an animal. , it can be seen that this kid's riding skills should be good, but I don't know if he has the bad habit of Huihe people running around on horses..."

"You're not very old, the guy already looks quite good, but he has little hair on his body, he's not a beard, he's still a chick..."

"Look at him taking Hou San's orders for granted, and taking his mother's hot water to bathe, maybe this is the son of a rich family..."

"Washing really carefully...Look, look, he greeted his crotch again, this kid has washed that place three times, right?"

"Fuck off, isn't it a matter of three butts and two faces for a man to take a shower? It's a good thing to greet Xia Sanlu more, that place is too important..."

"Tsk tsk, brothers Mingjian, I always thought this kid was a woman in disguise, now I'm sure, this is a boy..."

"Should I invite some orchids over tonight? Although the smell is a bit heavy, it can be used at a minimum..."

"You fucking look at the man in the shower, he turned up and touched my leg... Get out of here, and I will never be with you in the future..."

After the men take a bath together with their buttocks bare, the tense relationship will always be inexplicably eased.

Sure enough, after Yunchu took a shower and put on his shorts, he came to the side of the ditch to look at the group of big naked men.

"Snow water is freezing cold, which is not good for the body. If you feel sleepy in the future, it is better to take a hot bath."

Liu Xiong said with a smile: "My body is made of iron."

Yun Chu smiled and said: "When the iron is still rusting, if you don't listen to my advice, don't come to me when you are tortured by illness in the future."

"Eh? You know medicine?" Fangzheng stood up from the ditch naked all of a sudden, as if seeing a baby.

Yun Chu turned his head and didn't want to talk to Fang Zheng's drooping things.

"Hmph, I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit!"

"What else can you do? Do you know divination?"

Looking at Liu Xiong's naked body, Yunchu turned his head in another direction and said, "I understand, I understand!"

"You know a little about everything, right?" He Yuanshan and the others also got out of the ditch.

Facing a group of naked men, Yunchu had no choice but to look at the starry sky. He really never thought that he would be criticized by thousands of people one day.

"The more you read, the more you understand everything."

"It seems that you should have a good master."

Yunchu really didn't have the courage to speak to a group of naked native men from the Tang Dynasty, so he quickly distanced himself from the group of savages on the pretext of seeing if the camping stove was ready.

"Hahaha, kid, are you scared by my guy?" Liu Xiong's laughter was presumptuous and evil.

If this sentence came from the Huihe population, Yunchu might try his best to retaliate.

Speaking from the mouth of the vicious Liu Xiong, he just thought it was a dirty joke, and he forgot it when he turned his head.

This is the benefit of returning to the ethnic group. Although Yunchu is not from the Tang Dynasty, in his heart he tacitly agrees that the Tang people are his ancestors.

The lonely grave in the wilderness is very gloomy and scary. If the tomb is buried with one's ancestors and relatives, then there is nothing to be afraid of...

This is a wonderful feeling, and Yunchu enjoys it very much now, even if it is an illusion.

Yunchu is already used to the daily routine of working at sunrise and resting at sunset in this era. When he was lying on the hard wooden bed, although it was very uncomfortable, he still said good night to Yunchu in his soul.

It's a real good night.

At dawn, Yunchu was awakened by birdsong.

Last night, he slept very peacefully, although the sound of clappers in the barracks was a bit noisy from time to time, and the footsteps of the soldiers holding spears on the wall of the barracks did not stop people from patrolling.

But it was these two sounds that gave Yunchu a great sense of security... When he was sleeping in the Aries Department, he would always sleep on his stomach, and whenever he heard any strange sounds, he would jump out.

And last night, he didn't even have a dream.

When Yunchu picked up a soft mulberry branch, shaved his head, dipped it in a little salt and began to clean his teeth, it was no surprise that he once again attracted onlookers.

Fangzheng, who originally gulped a mouthful of cold water as a mouthwash, suddenly became embarrassed, and got a mulberry branch to clean his teeth with Yunchu.

It's just that he only fiddled with it twice, and his mouth was full of bloody froth.

"That's what big families do!"

He Yuanshan immediately defined Yunchu's behavior.

"Wait until winter, this kid will freeze to death." Zhang Gu Zhang An looked at Yunchu's oversized window and door and laughed.

"Isn't that what a big family looks like? Maybe they think it's cold to burn more charcoal basins or have maids to warm their beds."

"Hahahaha... the young master of a rich family has come to the Western Regions."

Yun Chu didn't hear them laughing at him, so after washing, he kneaded the dough and put it in a pottery urn.

Then boiled a pot of mutton in a large pot, threw a pine stick into it, fastened the lid made of reeds, pressed a stone on it, and threw a few thick wooden trippers into the stove, and waited for the water to boil. Open, skim off the scum, and went to the official office of Daguan Ling Fangzheng.

His task today is very heavy. As a scribe, the first thing to do is to sort out the mountains of documents in the government office and number them so that they can be easily accessed when the time comes.

For this reason, Hou San, who had washed his face clean, took the initiative to kick him out to help, but Yunchu did not refuse, and he could save a lot of trouble by having someone to help move things.

Working on an empty stomach makes people yearn for the time to go faster. Fangzheng is biting a piece of naan bread, watching Yunchu and Hou San move all the piles of documents out of the Yamen and put them on the ground to dry.

Some of the documents were already balled up by the moisture, and the handwriting was also blurred. According to Fang Zheng, these documents should have been destroyed long ago.

Yun Chu spread out these things one by one to dry, without letting any one go.

From Fang Zheng's point of view, this is Yunchu's meticulous work, but he doesn't know that in Yunchu's place, these documents are the best textbooks for him to get to know Datang again and understand Datang.

The legends in many places are passed down by word of mouth, so all of them have become legends that are difficult to distinguish between true and false. Since they are legends, they are naturally countless.

Paperwork is different!

His professionalism is definitely not comparable to the legends left by word of mouth. What Yunchu needs most now is to lift the veil that Datang has kept in his mind.

The small government office in Qiuci Town is the best classroom for Yunchu to understand the national strength and people's livelihood of the Tang Dynasty.

Seeing the sun rising gradually, Yunchu asked Hou San to take care of these documents, and hurried back to the mulberry forest to prepare for cooking.

The mutton in the cauldron was already soft and rotten. Yun Chu took out the cooked mutton and set it aside to cool down. He shaved off all the bones and cut the meat into slices to keep the clear mutton soup boiling.

I cut some green onions in the vegetable garden under the mulberry tree, chopped them into fine pieces, and stuffed the pine sticks in the lamb soup into the fire hole to press the fire, so that the lamb soup was in a state of boiling and not boiling, and it was flashing. The shiny mutton oil covered the noodle soup, Yunchu lifted the pottery urn, pulled out a head from the dough that had risen a long time ago, shook his hands a little, and a thin noodle appeared.

Then, under the astonished eyes of Fangzheng and others, Yunchu's two hands kept shaking, and it was strange that the ball of noodles was obediently torn into a thin strand.

This piece of noodles kept tossing in Yunchu's hands, one end had fallen into the mutton soup pot, and the other end was still in a ball in the pottery urn.

A piece of noodles is a bowl of noodles. This is the kind of noodles that people in the Northwest often eat. Once you start pulling noodles, the speed will not slow down.

The cooked noodles floating in the mutton soup are as thick as the head of chopsticks, and when they are scooped into the bowl, they will become as thick as the tip of chopsticks, which is very convenient to eat.

When the noodles were floating all over the surface of the mutton soup, Yunchu picked up the noodles with a pair of very long chopsticks, and there was no need to separate them, one piece made a bowl.

On the bottom of the bowl, chopped green onion, ground salt and minced Tianshan ebony plums have been placed. The noodles are pressed on top of these seasonings, and then washed with hot mutton soup. The salt melts and disappears, and the chopped green onion floats from the bottom of the bowl. Green dots are dotted on the soup surface, and black plums are loomingly mixed in the middle of the dark yellow noodles, and then covered with a thin layer of dark red mutton slices. A bowl of mutton is unforgettable for Northwesterners. The noodle soup did the trick.

(End of this chapter)