Settle Down In Tang Dynasty

Seeing that he had nothing to do with him, Gong Shanzhi took his study manual back to teach and popularize it with his staff.

The first time we met, everyone was happy. Also, we are all mature adult men, working together under the royal highness of the princess, and doing well, we can only get credit for the success of our work.

Jianghu district is not far from the princess's house. There are only five households. Her royal highness is only temporary. Her base is still in the capital city. According to Liu Nu Guan's popularity with Xue Lang, there are nearly 100 households who belong to the royal highness of the princess. These five households were only temporarily moved in.

"I've seen master Xue. Wan joined the army."

Five old men with several young men were waiting at the gate of the workshop to meet Xue Lang and WAN Siming.

"I'm sorry, sir."

Xue Lang didn't like to be polite and didn't want to be treated by the elders. He went straight into the workshop and asked, "is the quyuanli ready to be made? Or is there anything in the drawing that you can't understand? "

A teacher with white hair came out and replied, "I can see the drawings of master Xue at a glance. But I'm not sure about the size. Please give me some advice."

It was the size.

Xue Lang nodded: "what do you call master Fu?"

"No, my name is bi."

"It's master Bi."

"I dare not."

Xue Lang said with a smile, "master Bi, although I have seen this kind of plow, I don't know the specific size. That's why I didn't mark the size on the drawing. In addition, the size I used to use is different from that of master Bi. So, I'll give you a rough idea of the size of the object I've seen, and then we'll study it slowly, OK? "

"Here it is."

Xue Lang once saw the restored Quyuan plow in the museum, not the Tang Dynasty's, but the improved one in the Ming and Yuan Dynasties, which is lighter, more flexible and more efficient.

According to what he had seen, Xue Lang compared the size and said, "master Bi, let's measure the size of my stroke first and make one to try. Is it feasible?"

"Is the size of the strokes in master Xue's book accurate?"

Xue Lang closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said, "it should be little different from what I have seen."

"Yes, first measure the size of the master book. Er Niu

"Ah

The young man named Er Niu came forward with a ruler. Xue Lang measured while he was drawing. There were some people recording and recording the size. The boy called Er Niu took a pen and spread out a piece of uncut paper, trying to draw a full picture of the same size.

Xue Lang was watching. He saw the boy holding a thin hard brush, and his hand fell steadily on the paper. Every stroke was almost like a printer. Everything seemed to be in his mind. There was no mistake.

Ancient Chinese craftsmen had a ruler in their hearts. Unlike modern drawings, every drawing has its own size. There are several ancient architectural drawings, such as panorama, roof, bucket arch, and a separate dimensional drawing. In addition to the size of the icon note size, the rest are drawn by experience. Drawings only record patterns and styles, no size, the size is in the master's mind.

Xue Lang admired this skill. He thought he was a weak chicken again. He didn't dare to show off his painting skills any more.

Xue Lang asked, the masters rush off work, it will take two days to make finished products. Let the teachers do it first, and then inform him of the finished product, and then go to the field to test.

After the appointment, Xue Lang left. Er Niu looked at the back of him. He wanted to say something, but he was kicked by master Bi. He lowered his head to silence and drew his own picture.

Xue Lang didn't see this scene. Today's work has been completed. He separated from Wan Siming. Before returning to his residence, he turned to YILIAO --

"how can Lang Jun be free today?"

Licorice see Xue Lang, very surprised, eyes to Xue Lang behind a glance, see empty, some disappointed: "Lang Jun why did not bring them steamed stuffed bun?"

Xue Lang said with a smile: "I came out to do business today, but I can't bring them out. Now it's time to go back and have a look. I haven't seen you for a few days. Can I finish the job? "

"It's in order."

Xue Lang and licorice chat for a while, or long Jian remind it is late, should go back to just give up. Before leaving, I asked for some seasoning for licorice.

These condiments are still used as medicinal materials, especially pepper, which is now stored as valuables. Other licorice gave Xue Lang a little, but pepper did not dare to give, too expensive.

Xue Lang knew it, and he didn't think too much of pepper. He could eat it or not.

With the seasoning to listen to the wind house, Wanfu has come back with the cut pork -

the fat and lean meat are divided, and the fat meat is cut into small pieces for easy cooking. The pig's head, ears and tail have been cleaned. Even the water has been washed according to Xue Lang's instruction.Xue Lang was satisfied: "well handled! Wanfu, take the usual money tomorrow and give it to ah Zhou, and let him share it with those who help. "

"Here it is."

Wanfu agreed. Xue Lang asked Chang Jian: "Chang Jian, have you bought baking soda?"

"Back to my husband, I have bought it and put it in the place where he ordered."

Xue Lang nodded with satisfaction. Everything was ready, just waiting for the lard to boil well.

They asked Wanfu and Changjian to bring the firewood, built a simple stove with stones in the courtyard, and brought the big pot from the kitchen. After scrubbing, they poured the cut fat into the pot and began to boil oil -

a smell of meat mixed with oil fragrance filled the air. Changjian and Wanfu sniff from time to time. It's really delicious. There is no oil and water in people's belly now. The smell is just like seduction and crime.

Even the Chimonanthus praecox and moso bamboo in the inner courtyard were led out and looked around for several times. Xiuniang was not like the unmarried little ladies like Chimonanthus praecox and Mozhu. She took a spatula on one side and turned over the cooked meat in the pot from time to time.

At this time, the pigs were not as fat as the modern ones. In fact, there was not much fat in the whole pig. It was boiled in a big pot. But although the fat meat is less, but the pot of oil residue out, there are also half a basin.

"It's delicious!"

Wan Fu couldn't help swallowing. Xue Lang laughs and feels embarrassed.

After laughing, Xue Lang said to xiuniang, "let xiuniang boil for most of the day. If you don't dislike that it's pork, take some of the oil residue and lean meat back. Lean meat, use the method I taught you to stir fry. First, slice the lean meat or thin strips, stir fry the pan with ginger and garlic, put it down to high heat, and remember to add onion and soy sauce before starting the pot. It's also very delicious. "

Xiuniang said with joy: "thank you very much, Mr. Lang, a family like a slave is not qualified to pay attention to. If you have meat, you can eat it. I'll put the meat away first, so as not to be eaten by rats at night