Zhenguan Chang'an Xiaofangzheng

Chapter 127 Questions
Fan's house.

Yuan Luan and Du Shengxia smiled awkwardly, and greeted Zhen Xing and Zhen Bang with snacks.

No way, the mess in the kitchen, their mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can only watch, otherwise the more they help, the more busy they will be.

Aunt Fan is teaching Ku Zhenzhen and Zhizi noodles to be kneaded at the ratio of three catties of flour to two catties of warm salt water and kneaded three times.

Great strength is the difference. Ku Zhenzhen almost had to press her body to knead the dough. In the hands of Aunt Fan, it was like a baby's toy, changing its shape at will.

"Sister, Mr. Lang left a copy of the food and cloth in the wing room for you. Remember to take it back after eating. I can't carry it."

Du Shengxia greeted him through the door.

Putting down the dough and washing her hands, Aunt Fan laughed loudly: "I knew Brother Fan Zheng would not forget my sister! Ku Zhenzhen, you take off the dough, roll it into thin slices, cut it into fingertips, and then shape it into wontons." .”

As for the shape of a gardenia fruit, forget it, Ku Zhenzhen has never seen what a gardenia looks like.

The side dishes are lamb tenderloin, tofu, carrots, bean sprouts, and green onions.

Bean sprouts have existed since ancient times. The "Shen Nong's Materia Medica" of the Eastern Han Dynasty called it soybean yellow rolls. It can be seen that it was first made from soybeans. The literary works of the Song Dynasty appeared as records of ingredients.

Of course, common ingredients generally appear earlier than written records.

As for condiments such as salt, cornus officinalis, Qin pepper, and coriander, add them according to your taste.

Coriander is not something everyone can get used to, at least the bitterness is not a blessing.

Fan Zheng took Lu Yisheng and brought in a small basket, and hundreds of chickens were displayed in front of everyone.

The eggshells are slightly yellowed, and many of them are stained with dirt and grass stalks, which is called an original ecology.

"Brother Fan Zheng, even if you feel sorry for your wife, you don't need to buy so many chickens, right? A meal of four is a big bowl, and you can't eat it all at once."

Aunt Fan was outspoken.

With Fan Zheng, she will not be polite. Didn't you see that the title has never been changed?
Fan Zheng smiled: "It's not exactly for gluttonous ladies, I just want to see if I can make new dishes."

Aunt Fan laughed loudly: "This, I love learning!"

Du Shengxia pouted slightly, and had some complaints about the word "greedy".

The powdered tea bought at 25 ren per catty was poured into a pot and boiled, the residue was filtered, and a large pottery basin was filled with tea water. After cooling, a certain amount of quicklime blocks were slowly slid down through the bamboo grooves of the bamboo joints, and the tea water boiled. , splashed a lot out of the basin.

After that, add stone soda and refined salt, and stir well.

Stone soda is the trona in Tang Dynasty, and it is taken from soda ore.

Then, it is filtered to remove the dregs.

Pour a large amount of plant ash into a pottery pot, mix until it sticks, then pour it on a stone board to cool it into a ball, and then stir it into a container.

Ask Ku Zhenzhen to bring the chicken with the shell cleaned, with the egg in the left hand and the trowel in the right hand, and evenly smear a layer of mud.

Then roll it on the chaff that Lu Yisheng got from his home to prevent it from sticking to each other, and put it in a tank to seal it.

No way, Yuan Luan and Du Shengxia's temperament is not a chicken raiser, and there is no chaff in the family.

"It takes two months to open the altar for consumption. Remember not to move the jar after putting it away."

Fan Zheng got up, looking a little smug.

Lead-free preserved egg, I don't know if it will be successful.

The time to place them varies with the seasons, generally forty days in spring, thirty days in summer, fifty days in autumn, and sixty days in winter.

Cut the side dishes into small cubes and put them in the pot, let them boil for a while, quickly pour water to boil until the side dishes are almost mature, then put the gardenia noodles into the pot, divide them into bowls after cooking, add seasonings according to your preference, fragrant, soft and refined , the soup is not cloudy.

Fan Zheng took a sip of the cool air, the taste was pure, not much different from what he ate in Guzang.

Du Shengxia took two bites, her eyes lit up.

Hey, her morning sickness is like a mystery. When she encounters new and delicious things, she will never have an attack.

Zhen Xing ate the noodles slowly, but Zhen Bang ate a bowl in a hurry and shouted, "I want another bowl!"

Aunt Fan squinted at Zhen Bang: "Say it again?"

Zhen Bang sat down resentfully, set bowls and chopsticks.

Du Shengxia couldn't bear it: "Sister, why don't you give him another half bowl?"

Fan Zheng smiled: "Don't do bad things with good intentions. People's food intake is limited. Basically, except for laborers who are too short of oil and water, even if there is a difference in food intake, it will not be too big."

"Some children don't have an accurate perception of hunger and fullness, and eat too much without knowing it. It's a trivial matter not to eat, and they vomit directly. Therefore, Zhen Bang's food intake is generally compared with Zhen Xing."

"I'm really inexperienced. You can tell if he's full by feeling his belly."

Du Shengxia looked at the sky.

Is there still so much to pay attention to when bringing a baby?

so difficult.

After eating the gardenia noodles, Aunt Fan put her chopsticks on and smiled and said, "Actually, like brothers Fan Zheng, who make chickens themselves, it's better to just raise a few chickens. Anyway, Ku Zhenzhen will take care of them, so it's a trivial matter."

The two generations of hostesses in the family... forget it.

This reminded Fan Zheng of his plan. If each family in the workshop raised more chickens and fed them with distiller's grains mixed with chaff, would the effect be good?
Feasibility is a little, not too high.

Distiller's grains have many impurities and bacteria, and the chicken's physique may not be able to handle it;

Chickens have short intestines and are difficult to digest the crude fiber in distiller's grains.

To feed it, it must be fermented first, and then mixed into the chaff in proportion. If you have that spare time, you might as well fish for maggots and feed them.

Disappointed, such a good idea doesn't work.

……

In the Imperial College, Kong Yingda frowned while offering wine.

Success counts as learning, and failure counts as learning.

In a public accountant competition, the students of Abacus crushed some accountants and Sihuzuo from several states, and the reputation spread.

The accountant's words can be ignored for the time being.

However, the officials in the line of Sihu submitted to the court that they wanted to come to the Guozijian to learn about abacus.

Do you let the student head teach it?
Pan Zhang frowns: "Jijiu, don't poke the knife in your heart. Our abacus has not even learned half of the skills, and the speed can only reach the threshold of beginners. I can't use it. What kind of teaching can I use?" ?”

Kong Yingda looked sideways: "But didn't you beat Mr. Accountant?"

The head of the pan sighed: "The kind of accountant who eats a soup cake and dials an abacus is faster than an old woman who is about to fall into the ground. Last time, the doctor brought the little brother here. According to the little brother, the old woman pierced the nose with a needle. faster than us."

"At that time we were not convinced, and compared with the little brother, he was completely correct, and the time was only [-]% of mine, and he could easily point out my mistakes..."

Tie Xiaozhuang is not happy anymore, I am not worthy to co-author?
Kong Yingda scratched his head.

As a member of the third rank, he still knew about Fan Zheng.

Admiration is nothing but admiration, but Kong Yingda thinks that Fan Zheng is young, so it doesn't hurt to submit once or twice.

Although it is a bit inappropriate to not use the decree of sitting in the government for the time being, it is beneficial to the emperor to cool down his emotions, so no one is too troublesome.

Changsun Wuji had promised Fan Zheng to help him once, but the premise was that Fan Zheng asked for it on his own initiative, instead of his hot face sticking to his cold ass.

I, Zhao Guogong, grandson Wuji, don't you want to lose face?

Then, the problem really becomes the problem.

(End of this chapter)