Great Tang’s Talented Little Landlord

Su Changqing, she really knows how to cook!

Thank you Jade Emperor, thank God, thank Taisheng Laojun, thank Tathagata Buddha, thank you Daoist Immortal, let the beautiful boss fall into my tub…

Never mind How Li Heng and Pei Lan refused in every way, Li Wangyou forced them to eat together.

In his words, there are now four people in this family, and there are no that many rules. Only when we eat together can we eat well!

even more how he has released the two of them. Since they are willing to stay, it is not the slave servant at home, but the family.

The family sits at a table and eats! Otherwise, go out and leave Li Residence.

Li Heng and Pei Lan were moved and panicked. They sat cautiously at the low table, and Li Wangyou, who was cautious and careful, felt uncomfortable.

But he didnt care about anything else at the moment. His saliva was already in trouble. He carefully picked up a red, shiny, and trembling Red Braised Pork and sent it to the entrance. The satisfaction was beyond words. expression.

The first bite is the skin of the meat, and gently cut it down with your teeth. The next layer is fat, absolutely fat but not greasy, and the next layer is lean, melts in the mouth, below It’s another layer of fat…

Li Wangyou finally swallowed the Red Braised Pork in his mouth, breathed a long sigh of relief, and gave a thumb to Su Changqing.

“Changqing, your craftsmanship is amazing!” Li Wangyou smacked his lips, and said with a little regret: “It’s a pity, there are no peppers, and a little more peppers would be better.”

Li Wangyou’s hometown is Sichuan Province, which happens to be the hometown of Immortal of Poetry Li Bai. He usually likes spicy food.

Pei Lan blinked curiously: “Master, what is chili?”

“Chili is… well, something more delicious than dogwood.” Li Wangyou was caught by Pei Lan’s question was asked for a long time before thinking that Great Tang actually eats spicy food, but the source of the spiciness is a plant called edible cornel.

Eating cornus is called “Sanxiang” in Great Tang together with pepper and ginger. In Wang Wei’s poem, “I know the brother to climb the heights, and one less person is inserted everywhere”. The cornus refers to the edible cornus.

Think about it carefully, it seems that hot pot and so on can be made in the future. If it doesnt work, use cornel instead of pepper.

Li Wangyou was satisfied with a meal, and Pei Lan and Li Heng almost swallowed their tongues.

They never thought that pork, the cheapest meat eaten by the lower-class people, could actually make such delicious dishes.

Especially sweet and sour pork ribs, they love it even more.

The people of Great Tang always prefer sour and sweet food, and the practice of sweet and sour is a novelty that has never been seen before.

Even the green vegetables that Su Changqing used to stir-fry with refined lard were eaten cleanly, almost licking the dishes.

“Su Xiaoniang, the old slave has never eaten such delicious food in this life.” Li Heng originally abide by the rules, but under the temptation of delicious food, he finally let go, eating so old man belly. Round, couldn’t help but admire.

“Changqing, I think if we open a restaurant, we will definitely make a lot of money. Your craftsmanship, tusk, can let the group of country bumpkins in Chang’an City eat their tongues. haha.” Li Wangyou also said with a smile.

Su Changqing gave him an angry look: “Do you want to exhaust me?”

Little Missy Pei Lan immediately said: “Changqing elder sister, teach me, I am not afraid Im tired. After I learn it, I can cook it for the Master every day.”

“Okay, then the elder sister will teach Pei Lan to cook.” Su Changqing smiled and hugged Pei Lan for a long time. I like this cute and sensible Little Missy more and more.

A rare delicacy, Li Wangyou was so satisfied that he leaned on the Pingji and didn’t want to move.

“Hey, if there is another cigarette, it is really Daoist Immortal. I won’t change it.” Li Wangyou exclaimed.

In his previous life, he was addicted to smoking. After crossing the Great Tang, he passively quit smoking. But now that he is full of food and drink, he unconsciously wants to smoke again. It’s a pity that the tobacco thing is still in South America. Great Tang doesn’t have this thing. You can only think about that’s all.

“hmph, I hate you smoking the most. Just quit smoking. Hehe, anyway, you have nowhere to smoke.” Su Changqing gave him a blank look.

Li Wangyou, who was addicted to cigarettes, stood up with melancholy: “Come on, rest early. The day after tomorrow we will move and go back to Dingzhou Village.”

In the early morning of 3rd day, Li Wangyou and The others moved out of Li Residence, completed the handover procedures with the County Official, and drove to Dingzhou Village in a hired ox cart.

According to the legend, King Zhou once practiced benevolent governance here and lived with the people, thus laying the foundation for the 800 years of Zhou Dynasty, so it was named Dingzhou Village.

Dingzhou Village is located at the foot of Shouyang Mountain, with Gan River in the north and Shouyang Mountain in the back. It is 20 li from Hu County, and the traffic is fairly convenient.

But Dingzhou Village in Hu County is notoriously poor, with barren land and limited output. Every year, the Hu County County Officials have troubled their brains for collecting rent here, because there is really no money.

Hu County Li Clan has fled and moved out of Dingzhou Village since he became a family. He is really scared.

Li Wangyou and Su Changqing are sitting in the dangling ox cart, both of them are very curious looking at all around the scenery.

At this time, it was early spring, and in the farmland on both sides of the road, there were already diligent farmers plowing the ground, preparing for spring planting.

However, Li Wangyou noticed that there were many larvae jumping in the clod that was turned over by the farmer, while some farmers burned incense and worshipped in the field, and couldn’t help being curious.

“Li Heng, why are there those small insects in the soil? What are those people worshiping?”

“Go back to Master, those are locust larvae. Hey, it rained heavily last year. This year, the spring is beginning to rain, but I am afraid it will be a year of severe drought. The farmers are worshiping the locust god, hoping that there will be no locust plagues.” Li Heng glanced at the locust larvae jumping around in the field, sighed.

“Locust?” Li Wangyou was stunned, feeling that he seemed to have overlooked something.

In the second year of Zhenguan, the locust plague…

He suddenly remembered that he had read in the book that a large-scale locust plague broke out in Guanzhong during the second or third year of Great Tang Zhenguan. The locusts rose up. During the severe drought and famine in the Guannei area, the people sold more children and women in exchange for food.

Thinking of this, Li Wangyou couldn’t help being a little stunned. He looked at the densely packed locust larvae in the field with fear.

The reason Li Wangyou remembers this is because it was written in the book that Li Er caught a locust and ate it directly because of the locust plague, saying that the people live on food and you eat food. That is harming the people. Li Ersheng eats locusts Insect Empress, and locusts are no longer plagued.

Li Wangyou thinks that is the myth of Li Er. He also argued with others about it, saying it was a show, so he remembered it deeply.

It is February of the second year of Zhenguan, but Li Wangyou remembers historical records that March was the time when the large-scale locust plague began to erupt within the Guan.

In March of the second year of Zhenguan, locusts in Guannei; In June, locusts in Gyeonggi eat crops. In May of the third year of Zhenguan, Xuzhou locusts; Autumn, De, Dai, and Kuo locusts.