Yuan Shao, the father of Fanghua in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 877 The world is upside down

Yuan Xi took Yang Feng to the seaside port market, bringing a bamboo basket to hold fish and shrimp. Yang Feng had grown up in the Central Plains for many years and rarely ate seafood. He saw Yuan Xi picking at the stall. , constantly throwing strange seafood into the fish basket, most of which he did not recognize, and he couldn't help but wonder: "Can these be eaten?"

Yuan Xi laughed and said: "Why can't you eat it? These are all good things."

The stall in front of him had an extremely rich variety of seafood. He thought that in this era, there were far fewer people, and it was very dangerous to go fishing at sea, so seafood was not as difficult to find as it would be in later generations. As long as you were willing to take risks, you could come back with a full load most of the time.

In contrast, the seafood caught was much larger than in later generations, such as prawns larger than a palm. In Yuan Xi's previous life, he only remembered seeing fishermen catching them at the beach when he was a child. When he grew up, they all disappeared.

Yuan Xi was not satisfied with filling a basket, so he bought a fish basket with the fishermen and filled it with something as red as a finger. Yang Feng saw it and asked, "What is this? It looks disgusting?"

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "This is good food, it is extremely delicious. I guarantee you will never forget it after eating it once."

Yang Feng was doubtful and watched Yuan Xi personally carry two fish baskets into the car. He muttered and followed.

The carriage went all the way back to Yuan Xi's mansion. Mi Zhen and Mrs. Du already knew that Yuan Xi was going to pick up Yang Feng from afar today, so they came out early. When Yuan Xi saw that they wanted to help him replace the fish basket in his hand, he said: "This thing is too big." It’s dirty, you don’t have to touch it.”

Mi Zhen said: "Then I ask the chef to do it?"

She and Mrs. Du went back to the house and changed into linen clothes. The two women entered the kitchen, and Yuan Xi had already started to deal with it.

Yuan Xi then realized that dumplings might not have been invented by Zhang Zhongjing at this time, so he said, "You will know when I make it."

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "Well, if nothing else, my cooking skills are no worse than fighting."

Mi Zhen smiled and said, "In that case, I'll come and help."

"If I mobilize the Taiping Dao followers to make use of the fishery on the seaside, it might be able to alleviate the plight of many people. However, I don't quite understand how to eat these things, so I'd like to learn something."

He said to Mi Zhen, "Go and wash two handfuls of leeks." After hearing this, Mi Zhen went to the basket nearby and took two handfuls of freshly picked leeks, and walked to the water to wash them.

Yuan Xi thought for a while and said, "Is it okay to have a face-to-face meeting?"

Yuan Xi thought for a while, "They may not be able to cook this. I'd better cook it myself. You should call Commander Yang first."

"He said that people are not born to be served by others. If you can do it yourself, you should try your best to do it yourself."

After hearing this, Yang Feng said, "I want to see it too."

"I didn't understand it at first, but after doing it a lot, I can understand my husband's thoughts. He is fighting outside and does everything by himself. We are well protected in the rear. If we don't do something within our power, we will really It makes people look down upon.”

Yuan Xi cut the sea sausage into small pieces and looked at Mrs. Du who was already heating up the pot on the stove. He picked up the jar on the stove and poured a little sesame oil into the pot, and the aroma suddenly spread.

Yuan Xi took out his kitchen knife, cut open the long strips of seafood, took out the internal organs, and said to Yang Feng: "We call this stuff sea sausage over there. Whether it's fried or eaten, or made into dumplings, it's the same thing." Delicious food waiting for you.”

Leeks are so loved by the Han people that they are even used in sacrifices. There is a sacrificial process in which common people "sacrifice leeks and match the eggs with leeks" in historical records, indicating that the dish of scrambled eggs with leeks has been around for at least two thousand years since it was invented for use in sacrifices. .

Mi Zhen and Mrs. Du looked at each other, smiled, and said, "Because my husband likes it."

Yang Feng asked in confusion: "What are dumplings?"

During the Han Dynasty, leeks had become a widely circulated food. They were loved by everyone from nobles to peddlers. There was even a story about the emperor planting leeks in his house in winter and burning firewood all night long to keep the temperature high.

Under Yuan Xi's guidance, Yang Feng took a pottery basin and clumsily mixed the flour and water with her hands. After a while, a dough gradually took shape under her hands.

Yang Feng saw that the three of them were working together very skillfully, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Confucius said that the gentleman is far away from the kitchen, how come you, as noble women, seem to have done this many times?"

Yang Feng was silent. She hesitated and said, "How can I help?"

"Qingzhou is short of food. I have also been to the seaside. It is not as developed as Langya. Many fishermen have run away due to the war, and most of the fishing villages on the seaside are deserted."

Yuan Xi poured the cut sea sausage and leeks into the pot and stir-fried. He asked Mrs. Du to take the spatula, and he took out a big fish from the fish basket, disembowelled it, peeled off the fish bones, and cut it into pieces. The fish pieces are piled together and chopped into minced fish.

At this time, Yang Feng had prepared the dough, and Yuan Xi placed it on the chopping board, turned the pot upside down and waited. At that time, Mrs. Du threw some salt grains into the pot, stir-fried it a few more times, and said: " The vegetables are ready."

She poured the fried sea sausage and leeks into several bowls and brought them to Yang Feng first. Seeing Yuan Xi's signal, Yang Fengfeng stretched out her wooden chopsticks, picked up a chopstick and put it in her mouth.

Immediately, Yang Feng was shocked by the delicious taste that filled her mouth, and blurted out: "There is such a delicious thing!"

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "That's natural. Even the soup made from sea sausage is a good seasoning."

Everyone picked up the bowls in their hands, and regardless of whether the kitchen floor was clean, they knelt down and enjoyed the food in the bowls. Although Yuan Xi had cooked it for Mi Zhen and Mrs. Du before, the two women still couldn't bear it when they were eating. He couldn't stop making a sound of admiration.

After a while, everyone ate everything in Fengjuan Canyun. Yang Feng stared at the fish basket with unfinished expression and found that the sea sausage was gone, and couldn't help but look regretful. Yuan Xi smiled when he saw it and said: "There are a lot of things like this on the beach, they are all under the beach. You just need to get a shovel and you can dig as much as you want."

He stood up and continued to chop the fish. After a while, the fish had been chopped into a ball of meat. He took out a piece of pork and chopped it into pieces. Then he put them all into a pottery pot, and added sesame oil, salt, green onion, ginger and pepper water. eggs, then mix well with wooden chopsticks.

Yuan Xi counted the time and thought that the dough on the side had already woken up, so he took out the dough, pulled out small balls, and rolled them into round cakes. Mi Zhen and Mrs. Du came up on the road and wrapped the fillings into the round cakes, making them into round cakes. Something like a pillow.

Yang Feng saw it and said, "These are dumplings? It's so troublesome to make."

Yuan Xi sighed: "Indeed, only those like us who have money and leisure are interested in this. No ordinary people in Li will pack so many fillings. Most people just eat randomly."

"But I hope that after the world is at peace, this food can become food that everyone can afford and have time to make."

While talking, the girls had already wrapped the dumplings. Yuan Xi poured water into the pot and boiled it. When the water boiled, he poured the dumplings into the pot and said with a smile: "The taste of this Spanish mackerel is not that perfect no matter how you cook it, but If you make it into dumplings, those who have eaten it will never forget it.”

Yang Feng took the bowl handed over by Mi Zhen. It was full of dumplings. She picked one up and put it in her mouth to taste it. Suddenly her expression darkened.

Mi Zhen thought the seasoning was spoiled, so she hurriedly picked up the food in her bowl and tasted it. She found that it tasted delicious, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it, so she looked over in confusion.

Yang Feng shook her head and said: "It's delicious. It reminds me of the taste before."

She just thought about the rare meals that Zhang Jiao cooked for her when she was a child, but before she knew it, her father had been dead for more than ten years.

Yuan Xi slowly tasted the dumplings in the bowl and said: "You want to support your son but don't wait for him. People in this world still live too short.

"Only when the world is peaceful and life is good, can we live a long life."

"This is what children all over the world expect from their parents."

Yang Feng chewed silently, and after a while she ate all the dumplings in the bowl. Then she put down the bowl, stood up, and walked out.

Mrs. Du hurriedly said: "Commander, there is something else that has not been done well."

Yang Feng waved his hand without looking back, "When I'm full, I'll go out for a walk."

"thanks for treatment."

She left the house all the way to the beach, and the tears from the corners of her eyes flowed down her cheeks.

Over the years, she has been supporting herself in order to fulfill Zhang Jue's unfinished wish, but only now did she realize that what she really wanted in her heart was not to pacify the world, but that her father could live longer.

But this wish can no longer be realized.

Yuan Xi and the others continued to make fish soup in the kitchen, and Mi Zhen suddenly said: "My husband seems to be very interested in Commander Yang."

Mrs. Du also agreed, "If nothing else, its weight in the husband's heart is extraordinary. I rarely see my husband cook for others in person."

Yuan Xi sighed: "It has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women. What she represents is the common people all over the world who are struggling to survive."

"During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, it was true that many civilians rose up in rebellion because they had no future in life, but then most of them lost control and became mobs and robbers who burned, killed, and looted. But even so, I don't think they were the main cause of the mistake."

"If one person is a bandit, that is that person's problem, but if the whole world is a bandit, then there is something wrong with the world, or the person who is in charge of the world."

"This makes the world of cannibalism turn people into beasts, and the restoration of peace in the world is the process of turning beasts into humans again."

"It's easy for a man to transform into a beast, but it's much more difficult for a beast to transform back into a human. But we have to take this path because there are too many people. I can't kill them all. This is the case with the Taishan bandits."

"This process is very difficult and cannot be completed overnight, so I want to find a way through Yang Feng."

"She should be able to understand my intention."

After the three of them finished eating, when Yuan Xi left, Mrs. Du took advantage of clearing the dishes and quietly said to Mi Zhen, "Why didn't you see Mrs. Lu today?"

"I heard that it was Commander Yang who collected the body of Marquis Wen back then. It stands to reason that Mrs. Lu would come to see her, right?"

After hearing this, Mi Zhen shook her head and said, "Mrs. Lu is not someone who doesn't understand etiquette. She should be aware of these things. As for the reasons, only she understands them."

Yang Feng stood at the beach for a long time, then turned around and said to Lu Lingqi, who was not far behind him: "Is Mrs. Lu waiting for me for something?"

Lu Lingqi raised the wine jar in her hand, shook it, and said, "Would you like to find a place to have a drink?"

(End of this chapter)