Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Da Rong has so many meat and vegetable ingredients, even the emperors and empresses in the palace only have more rare ingredients such as bear paws than ordinary people can touch. In Wen Mingtang's capacity, not to mention that she has no access to these ingredients, even if she does, she will not touch them. It's just a modern habit in her bones. She is still used to eating ordinary chicken, duck and fish. Although the ingredients are common, they can be eaten through Cooking skills make different flavors.

This point, Zhao Sishan also agrees, this is probably a cook, oh, maybe it can be said that it is the insistence in the bones of a cook who specializes in studying ordinary ingredients. The most delicious taste comes.

  Just now, Ah Bing plucked the hair and slaughtered the chicken, and when it was in the hands of the two, he was going to change to a method that is not common in Dayong—deep frying.

   "The meat and vegetables eaten on auspicious days must always be chicken. After all, it is auspicious." Zhao Sishan re-rinsed the chicken in clean water, and said casually, "Sometimes an auspicious name is not necessarily a good thing."

  Wen Mingtang, who was cutting tofu skin into shreds and preparing to serve it with coriander salad, paused suddenly when he heard this: "In this way, my mother's name is pretty good."

  Mrs. Wen? Zhao Sishan, who was washing the chicken, was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously said: "I only heard that your mother is a beauty, but I don't know Mrs. Wen's boudoir name."

"Xiwu." Wen Mingtang looked down at the shredded tofu in his hand and said, "My mother's name is Xiwu. Because when my mother was born, magpies stood on the plane tree outside the window and croaked, so I took one of each from the magpie and plane tree. After my mother married my father, they only called her baby name in the back yard and my father, and I only used her baby name as my boudoir name..."

   This is not surprising. It is not surprising that a seven or eight-year-old child is still ignorant of his surroundings.

   "How did you know her boudoir name later?" Zhao Sishan asked while vigorously rinsing the slaughtered chicken in his hand.

  She cleaned it very carefully, if it is not cleaned, it will smell fishy. Ordinary people sometimes do not do well in cooking even after learning the seasoning methods of the chef. Most of the time, they do not do well in small things such as washing and chopping. Years of cooking have made her extremely strict with every step of cooking. Even if it's just an ordinary family banquet now, it's still the same.

Wen Mingtang said: "Listen to Wen Xuance scolding my aunt, how can she use such an expensive name for an ordinary woman? My aunt said it was just a magpie standing on a phoenix tree, and there was no other meaning. My father said that ordinary people can just choose an ordinary name. , Don't take any noble name, you can't hold it back, and you don't have to be known by those monsters outside and gossip about it."

Hearing this, Zhao Sishan casually pressed the rinsed chicken in her hands into the water, because she had just rinsed it once, and after pressing it like this, blood foam oozed out of her flesh and blood immediately, she didn't lift her head, she just focused on looking at the chicken. Looking at the ingredients in his hand, he asked, "How expensive is this name?"

   "Phoenix rests on the phoenix tree, rests on the sycamore tree, and Xiwu is a homonym for Xiwu." Wen Mingtang said this, and raised the knife in his hand to cut the tofu skin on the cutting board again.

   Zhao Sishan, who had been moving non-stop in his hand just now, was stunned at this moment, looking at the **** chicken in his hand, he didn't move for a while.

Wen Mingtang in the other room finished cutting the tofu skin, then took a peeled radish, raised the knife and dropped it, and began to cut "aggressively". Wen Mingtang, the carrot, paused for a long while before saying, "Your mother's name...is really expensive."

Wen Mingtang smiled when he heard the words, and said in a flat tone: "No matter how expensive it is, it's useless! My mother is dead, and I buried the body with my own hands. I won't be used by some evil way to make a crazy magic circle." Yes." She still remembered the noble lady in the Beauty Lantern case who was still restless after her death, so she was quite concerned about it.

   What's more, that Jiang Chengzu was one of the people who did this. She had already thought about this possibility in private, but since her mother's body was buried by her own hands, there was no such possibility.

   "Wen Xuance also said that those evil heretics are just making up random reasons to harm people," Wen Mingtang said, carefully cutting the carrot in his hand, "Even if they are called Xiwu, as long as they want to, the name is just an excuse."

  This is true! Zhao Sishan picked up the chicken in the water, rinsed it clean again, and said while working: "Isn't it rare for those empresses in the late emperor's harem to curse people with the horoscope? Some of them even made it themselves. To impale one's own villain, in the final analysis, what kind of witchcraft and name are just an excuse to frame up."

  Wen Mingtang nodded, washed the bean sprouts, shredded the green onions, prepared the vegetarian dishes and put them aside, then began to pour the flour.

  Darong custom—after the beginning of spring, spring dishes will be eaten. Although the winter jacket on his body has not been changed yet, it will take about half a month for leeks and garlic sprouts to start appearing in the market, but since it is already the beginning of spring, it is time for the spring plate to be served .

I heard from Zhao Sishan that Tang Yuan and A Bing are very hospitable people. On the day she came, the two went to the market and bought a lot of vegetables and meat, but because they were too enthusiastic, they bought too much. So little that Lichun was busy solving the unfinished ingredients and didn't eat the spring plate.

   It is the spring dish that will be supplemented until today to eat.

The so-called spring plate is to prepare all kinds of vegetables and meat neatly, dip them in the sauce and roll them into the cake, and open your mouth to eat the cake with the meat and vegetables rolled inside. It is not uncommon. For example, the multigrain pancakes and egg-filled pancakes that Wen Mingtang made in the public kitchen were all a combination of dough and vegetables.

But the beauty of food is here, the same flour, water and dough, because the amount of water added is different, the taste may be hard or soft, thin or thick, whether it is put in a different pot or furnace, the taste, appearance The same taste has changed drastically, and it's all in the hands of the chef.

  There are spring pancakes as the staple food in the spring plate, so there is no need to prepare rice noodles anymore, so Wen Mingtang and Zhao Sishan prepared the spring plate and the gourd chicken.

   It sounds like a lot of work to prepare a spring plate, and a lot of dishes to prepare, but it is really not difficult to make. Shredded tofu mixed with coriander, salt, garlic, and oil are light and refreshing. Similarly, shredded radish is also served in cold salad, stir-fried bean sprouts, egg skin and shredded, plus a portion of shredded green onion, the vegetarian dish is ready.

As for the meat dishes, there are pork knuckles and pork meat in sauce. This is Zhao Sishan's special skill. They were stewed in the stew pot early in the morning. Because of this, Wen Mingtang picked up a big leak in the meat dishes on the spring plate. Don't worry too much.

As for the dipping sauce, it is because of my hard work a few months ago that I just need to take it out of the sauce jar, whether it is bean noodle sauce made from soybeans, chili meat sauce made from minced pork meat, or bean paste, or even dipping sauce. The sweet and sour plum sauce is freshly made.

   At this point, all Wen Mingtang had to do was spread the spring cakes. On the other hand, Zhao Sishan, who only made a gourd chicken, was very busy.

   After removing all the blood from the chicken, tie the chicken with hemp silk and put it into boiling water. It takes about two cups of tea to take out the chicken. Because the hemp silk was tied before putting into the pot, the boiling water did not deform the chicken, and this step was just the beginning.

The first time Wen Mingtang saw how the gourd chicken was made, he couldn't help feeling that it was really complicated. After all the dishes and everything were prepared on her side, Zhao Sishan took the chicken out of the pot and put it in the basin only when the spring pancakes were made. In the pot, various spices such as broth, wine, salt, sauce, green onion, ginger, star anise, cinnamon, etc. were added in turn, and then the pot was put into the steamer to cook.

  Wen Mingtang knew that the current practice of boiling first and then steaming was far from the end, and frying was still needed after steaming. If you only need to cook the chicken, after these steps, you can make three kinds of chickens.

  Of course, with such a complicated method, the taste of the gourd chicken is really good.

When Wen Mingtang ate this gourd chicken for the first time, he really felt amazed. While eating with his mouth open, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: She remembered that she had heard the name of this gourd chicken in modern society, and it was also a place name. vegetable. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, the same combination of oil and chicken, why didn't this gourd chicken spread? There are not many people who know such deliciousness... It's really a pity.

  She was tsk-ting her lips in emotion, and Zhao Sishan, who was putting the basin into the steamer in the other side, was finally free. She rested with her hips on her hips, and looked up at Wen Mingtang, who was slowly stirring the batter. Such a leisurely move, of course, is because the spring cakes are easy and fast to make, and there is really no rush.

Not in a hurry...Zhao Sishan leaned on the stove, crossed his arms and looked at Wen Mingtang, chatting with her: "Now, you can tell me about what happened after I left the palace. Did she ask you to bring tea?" Could it be that simple!" Having said this, he couldn't help but sneer, "That woman's calculations are all written on her face!"

  She doesn't like Xinyue very much, not from the very beginning.

Wen Mingtang stirred the batter in his hand, and said leisurely: "It's really not easy! She asked me to bring refreshments. I went to the Qianyuan Hall and happened to see the scene of the murder where the imperial court official was killed. Those who were at the scene were also beside the corpse. Lord Yasukuni dozing off."

Zhao Sishan's complexion suddenly changed after hearing the short sentence, and immediately "spit" and said: "It's really a poisonous woman, she has no good intentions. In this way, don't you offend the Lin family? Because you don't like Wen Xuance's affairs, now it's all right!"

Wen Mingtang was noncommittal about this, but thought about it for a while, and then said: "Mr. Jingguo's reaction to the murder case is very similar to that of Wen Xuance back then. He admits to all the questions, only denying the murder. Just like Wen Xuance, if you simply say that you didn't kill someone, then there's nothing else."

  Hearing this, Zhao Sishan gasped, pointed at Wen Mingtang, and said, "That's all right now, your Lin Shaoqing is about to follow your old path."

  Wen Mingtang couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "He's a man, why should he be in court?"

   "Isn't that worse? The man will be beheaded directly." Zhao Sishan gave Wen Mingtang a blank look and said.

Wen Mingtang smiled and said: "No, I was eight years old at the time, how old was he? How could he just sit and wait for death? What's more, even if he was really determined to be the murderer of Mr. Chang, it was just a matter of one person, and Wen Xuance's vacation could not be caused. It's so big to preach the imperial decree."

   "It's hard to say, maybe there are other things in it?" Zhao Sishan rolled his eyes and murmured, "It seems that such things are really hard to say!"

  Wen Mingtang grinned, wanting to smile, but there was no smile in his eyes. Thinking of Wen Xuance's arrangement before he died, he couldn't help sighing: There is indeed something going on here, and the thing inside is probably not small.

   It's just that things haven't been fully clarified yet.

  Wen Mingtang lowered his eyes and added some water to the batter, and then added some salt and sesame oil. She likes these fragrant and soft spring pancakes that are easy to bite, so she needs to add more water. Not only is it delicious to eat with cabbage, but it is also delicious when eaten alone.

  …

Wen Mingtang is not the only one who likes spring pancakes that are easy to bite, Lin Fei is also the same, chewing on the spring pancakes rolled with tofu skin, shredded radish and sauced meat in his mouth, he raised his eyelids and looked at the man standing in front of him—he hurt his hand years ago , but the bandage has been removed at this time, that's it.

   This person is none other than Master Xing, the cook who was recruited years ago.

   "The second son doesn't like to eat spring pancakes like this?" Master Xing was called over by a young man named Ping An when he was busy preparing the chicken soup for dinner.

  Thinking of the young man who spoke a little official language, and looking at the young man in front of him who was wearing an ordinary uniform, but was still handsome and noble, Master Xing always felt that the master and servant were a bit incompatible.

  The second young master of Jingyunhou's mansion really looks like someone who came out of the storybook of those talented and beautiful women. He obviously has a face that is only suitable for playing the piano and painting on the top of a high mountain, but he is surprisingly down-to-earth.

  At this time, the young man who was holding the rolled spring pancakes and chewing vigorously with his cheeks puffed up was frowning and replied, "Chewing is too laborious."

  Master Xing: "..." He is still young and his teeth are good. At least, he had seen this young man of the Hou's mansion close the door to gnaw bones, and chew walnuts without effort. How could he be so picky about eating just a slightly chewy spring pancake?

Of course, Master Xing, who has already been experienced in the world, would not refute the words of the master. He just bowed his head and admitted his mistake, and then said: "Second son, wait a minute, let's go and make some soft peace again." Here are some spring pancakes."

   "No need." Lin Fei frowned and said, "Let's do it another day!"

  Spring cakes are not only eaten in the first day of spring, but can be eaten for a long time after the beginning of spring.

   Swallowed the spring pancakes he was chewing into his belly, Lin Fei raised his eyes while holding the unfinished spring pancakes, looked at Master Xing, and said leisurely: "It's not a problem that the pancakes are too laborious to chew, but people are different."

   One moment ago he was still talking about cakes, and the next moment he suddenly mentioned people. Master Xing was stunned, obviously not able to react. When he realized it, his eyes flickered, and he was about to explain when Lin Fei, who took another bite of the spring pancake, pushed something in front of him.