Ten years as a substitute!Now that she leaves, she regrets it too much

The book records the past of Ning'an, and of course also includes the stories before Ning Guta.

"Teacher Jiang, is this the Bohai country you mentioned?"

Jiang An glanced at it and nodded. He suddenly found that it was quite interesting to read with Lin Xixi like this.

"This place used to be the capital of the Bohai Kingdom, but later the Bohai Kingdom moved its capital."

"Then can we still see the ruins of Bohai Kingdom here?"

Jiang An thought for a while and finally decided to ask his two teachers.

"your teacher?"

Lin Xixi was curious: "Have I seen it before?"

"I've seen it."

Jiang An waved his hand: "And not only have you seen it before, but you are also very familiar with it."

"who is it?"

Lin Xixi thought it was the professor in the college, but she didn't expect that the teacher Jiang An finally took out was a mobile phone.

"Is that Baidu?"

Lin Xixi was speechless: "You dog man, you lied to me on purpose, right?"

"I do not have."

Jiang An denied it: "What evidence do you have to prove that I lied to you? If you have any questions, please contact Baidu."

"After all, it was written by everyone's collective efforts and it must have reference value."

"do not do it."

Lin Xixi hurriedly grabbed Jiang An's cell phone. He was fed up with the nonsense on the Internet: "I just want to hear what you know."

"Nowadays, everyone is available online, and I don't like them."

Oh well.

Jiang An smiled slightly and could only tell him everything he knew: "Actually, I don't know much about Bohai Country. Including whether I can see the ruins, I have to check online."

"But I can tell you that the founder of Bohai State is a legendary figure."

The founder of Bohai State was called Da Zuorong.

"Actually, her real name should be Zuorong. The big character in front of it is to show her respect and admiration for him. This person is very legendary."

As he spoke, Jiang An briefly told him the story of Da Zuorong: "You see, it was under such an environment that the Bohai Kingdom was successfully established."

"But the capital was not here at that time. It was moved here later, and the Bohai Kingdom is too long ago."

“I don’t think there will be many traces of that history left.”

Hearing this, Lin Xixi couldn't help but sigh helplessly: "It's a pity. Teacher Jiang, why can't all these historical things be left behind?"

"Because times are still progressing."

Jiang An smiled slightly. In fact, he had similar thoughts in the past and was puzzled.

If all the past in history could be preserved, wouldn’t future generations know more about it? But Jiang An soon reacted.

That doesn't seem right.

Because the best way to preserve all history is to stay in that environment. In this case, the wheel of history will not move forward.

If it is maintained well, will people lose the spirit of struggle and development?

"As expected of Teacher Jiang." Jiang An received applause from Xiao Lin at this moment: "Since you can say such philosophical words, hey, it seems that I really have a lot to learn from you in the future."

"Don't say that."

Jiang An smiled sweetly: "If you like it, we can stay here for a few more days."

"Besides, I'm even more curious about this now."

As she spoke, Lin Xixi pointed to the content in the book. There was an item called "Bala Mang Style", which made her curious, "This translated means Savage Dance. I have never seen what Savage Dance looks like."

"That's easy to handle, won't I know if I ask?"

Jiang An smiled slightly: "I can ask the hotel manager when we go to dinner later."

After saying this, Jiang An didn't forget to touch Lin Xixi's head: "Actually, I've never seen this before, and it looks interesting."

"I think so."

Xiaolin smiled slightly and now Xiaolin started to look forward to it. Looking at him, Jiang An wouldn't bear to let her down.

……

Since it is Ning'an, their first meal must be eight big bowls.

The eight bowls closest to the specifications of the Qing Dynasty were specially provided by the hotel for them.

The one who is introducing them now is the hotel's executive chef.

"Dear distinguished guests, first of all, I would like to welcome you all. If you are able to come and stay with us, please introduce yourself. My name is Jin Changyong, and I am a member of the ethnic minority here."

"At the same time, he is also the inheritor of our eight bowls of intangible cultural heritage."

"And I am also the owner of this store. I sincerely welcome Mr. Jiang and Mr. Zhang here. You can bring your wife to visit!"

"You're too kind."

Jiang An smiled and said: "As long as our arrival does not cause any trouble to you, it will be fine."

"Both Mr. Jiang and Mr. Zhang are young and promising entrepreneurs, and knowing that Mr. Jiang is also from the north, we are even more friendly as fellow villagers."

"Don't be too polite. Northerners are straightforward. This is just like home."

Jin Changyong said, introducing his eight bowls: "Actually, although our eight bowls have been inherited, there are many real dishes that cannot be cooked."

"For example, there is no way to deal with the disease because the current conditions do not allow it."

"So I have improved the current eight bowls based on the original ones. They can be divided into three methods."

"The first is that the long-standing old practice is to maintain the practice before the post-Jin era."

"Then the second type is new refined work and new rough work; in fact, the latter two are boring."

Jin Changyong was very happy and very straightforward: "That one is easy to use for outsiders, or it can be used for some standard banquets; but if we eat it ourselves, the old-fashioned one is best."

With that said, he began to order people to serve the food.

In order: stir-fried small tofu with pickled vegetables, braised shrimp with tofu and eggs, braised pork trotters, seared frog, chicken and mushroom powder, New Year pig stew, Yufu Chun fish, and Ama Zun meat.

"This is our oldest eight bowls. They are all dishes with local characteristics."

"Of course, what I have to talk about here is this Emma's meat."

"This dish, commonly known as Nurha Chijin Pork, is also the most representative of all dishes."

Jin Changyong continued: "This dish was handed down from the time of Nurhachi, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. "A Brief History of the Manchus" records that Nurhachi built a "tangzi" after unifying the Northeast, and set up a pole to offer sacrifices to heaven. All soldiers and important events must be sacrificed. "Zhuye Pavilion Miscellaneous Notes" records , the sacrifices must be made with pure black hair without any variegated color, and then the animals will be cut and cooked in front of the gods.”

“That’s what it says about this dish.”

Jin Changyong said: "Of course it seems that these dishes do not contain any expensive ingredients, but we can think about it from another angle."

"In the post-Jin Dynasty, how many products were there in the area?"

"Although various resources are abundant, the taste has been stabilized, and these are what they eat normally."

Lin Xixi had something to say about this: "I know, it's just like that Qianlong cabbage, right?"

Jin Changyong nodded: "In fact, in the early days, the diet of the Jin and Qing royal families was very simple, and it became more and more luxurious later."

"And as I said just now, this meat was originally made using sacrifices from sacrifices, and it also has a different meaning in the local area."

"But after all, it is still offered to the gods and eaten by people."

Jin Changyong laughed: "Actually, I think it was a good thing for people in the past to make offerings as a habit. It can express their devotion to their beliefs, and of course it can also be used to meet their daily needs."

"So let's use the chopsticks."

"Wait a moment."

Zhang Zhejie, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked a very constructive question: "How about such a good dish without wine?"

"Of course!"

The most famous locals in Ningguta are Zhan Chong Lili and Tangzi wine. Since there are ladies present today, Jin Changyong prepared the best "Weng Touchun" for them.

"In the past, this Wengtou Chun was an indispensable good thing for worshiping gods and ancestors. It tasted mellow and sweet, and it tasted very clear."

"It's just right to go with this eight-big bowl that's a little greasy."

"I think this is the perfect match!"

As the owners of the hotel, Jin Changyong and Nitan also came here specially to entertain Jiang An and the others, so they had nothing more to say and had to drink a glass of wine each. (End of chapter)