The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Niu Er responded to Yang Yuqing's order, so he sullen his head to prepare the ingredients. Yang and Liu were even more pleased to see him so diligent.

The two of them are stable, Niu Er Qiqiao, such a match, it is perfect if you want to.

A few days later, when the time agreed by Yang Yuqing arrived, he took a group of servants and went out with Niu Er. He met all the classmates he knew in Taixue, all of whom were in the central government of Beijing, who were used to eating, drinking and having fun. Let's make an appointment to drive together and go to the snow viewing pavilion on the mountain in the outskirts of the city.

Just when he was passing through the downtown area, Yang Yuqing's car slipped and hit someone because of the cold and slippery weather.

There are so many people in Bianjing, and there are no complete traffic regulations, so such traffic accidents often happen. Most of the theories are private, and some make trouble in the yamen.

Yang Yuqing probed out to take a look, but he smiled: "Two southern barbarians, let's go!"

The public laughed a lot, but didn't take it seriously.

Niu Er was originally nested in his thick clothes, and quail ignored him. He heard the word Nanban. For some reason, he looked up. At first glance, it was two Nanban women who were knocked down, and there were several companions supporting them, full of anger.

Looking at their outfits and the things they have on hand, it is obvious that they are playing wild and performing arts here.

The barbarians Di Rong were all despised by the Song people. They thought that they were wild people who were rumoring and drinking blood. Even the ordinary Song people looked down on them and did not want to associate with them, let alone these yamen.

Several Nanban men were extremely angry, and pulled the shaft of the car to prevent them from leaving.

Yang Yuqing was furious, dragged the whip of the driver to drive the car, jumped out of the car, and drew the whip over. One of the Nanban men couldn't dodge, and there were blood stains on his face.

Yang Yuqing kicked him on his chest again, watching them roar and want to do it, coldly said: "Come on, a few barbarians, it's not an exaggeration to kill them."

This is too ridiculous, and Song Lu naturally does not allow casual killings, but if it works well, it is also true that killings do not have to pay for their lives. What's more, the Nan Barbarian looked around, and no one wanted to help, and he couldn't help showing grief and indignation.

Yang Yuqing looked around arrogantly, returned to the car, "Go!"

Niu Er and the others were following on foot. Seeing this situation, Niu Er's pace was a little slower, and the people beside him passed by and were blocked by the crowd, and then hurriedly walked to the few Nanban people and took out a few from their arms. Pass the money, hand it to a Nanban, and then hurried forward.

After walking out a few steps, someone shouted to him behind him: "Hey!"

Niu Er turned his head, the Nanman threw the money back, and then sipped viciously: "Who wants your money!"

Niu Er was stunned, but someone in front of him had discovered that he was behind and was calling him, so he had to put away the money to catch up. They didn't know whether these Nanbarians were referring to you, whether they were referring to Yang Yuqing and all the Han people.

"Be cautious in words and deeds." After Niu Er caught up, someone said to him in such a low voice.

Niu Er nodded silently.

...

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain on the outskirts of the city, but couldn't drive up the mountain.

The ingredients that Niu Er prepared were all carried by servants to help him, and he followed behind to climb the mountain. I had been running all the way before, and it was hard to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, although those dudes seemed to be laughing and joking, they all had great strength to climb the mountain. They wanted to come to Su Ri Li for riding and shooting lessons and did not escape.

Yang Yuqing was talking to people in front, "If you are so hot, you will be so hot!"

It was his classmates who complained about him, saying that every time he prepared to eat, he only thought about himself and made a lot of spicy food.

"You have to know that he is a silly and unpleasant person, and we can only be wronged!" One of them accused him half-jokingly.

Yang Yuqing said in a vicious voice, "So what? You bear it!"

When they arrived at the Xuexue Pavilion, all the servants were busy, cleaning the bedding, surrounding the mat, picking up firewood, making a fire, and boiling the wine.

Niu Er also dragged a linen bag over and opened it, revealing a few hares inside.

Yang Yuqing saw from a distance, and called Niu Er over, "Eating rabbit meat today?"

He is such a person, he has not taken care of Niu Er since he ordered Niu Er, and he must take care of it by himself so that this matter can be handled well.

"Yes, the villain thinks of enjoying the snow today, it's best to eat the bougainvillea supply." Niu Er replied.

"Boxia confession? Why have I never heard of the confession?" Yang Yuqing's classmate said.

Others also said that they had never heard of this dish in Bianjing for many years.

Yang Yuqing triumphantly said: "My cook is from Hangzhou, and my cooking has always been ingenious. You haven't heard of it, it can only mean that you have no knowledge."

As soon as he heard the Xia confession, he felt a sense of picture, and what appeared in his mind was always a spicy soup like a red sunset, which made him look forward to it.

When everyone heard him blow like this, they were naturally a little unconvinced, so they stared at Niu Er and told him to do it now.

Niu'er asked the servant to light a fire and boil water. Then he used a silver plate to draw some clean snow from the leaves, and then processed the hare. After the rabbit was bled, the rabbit meat was thinly sliced ​​and placed on the silver plate. The snow on the plate is icy.

Someone curiously said: "Is this to... eat meat?"

Niu Er said nothing. Seeing that the water was boiling over there, he took out two pots and put a lot of seasonings in them. One side put a lot of peppers, and the other side was light and light. Then he added water to the table and stuffed it underneath. With charcoal, continue to cook.

After Niu Er finished the slices of rabbit meat, he took out a lot of bottles and cans to adjust the sauce.

By this time, someone understood, "Do you want to cook rabbit meat? Why is it so troublesome, why don't you throw the meat in for cooking?"

Niu Er adjusts the sauce and brings the rabbit meat together. Use two long chopsticks to sandwich a thin piece of rabbit meat in a hot pot and rinse it. The rabbit meat becomes cloudy in an instant, and the steam is steaming. , It is really good-looking. Dip it in the sauce and place it on the Yang Yuqing plate.

Everyone woke up like a dream: "It was such a confession!"

Yang Yuqing picked up the rabbit meat and took a bite. It was slightly hot and spicy. The thin slices of rabbit meat were very tasty, tender and steaming, and it couldn't be more delicious.

Niu Er said at this time: "If you can't eat spicy food, you can use this pot of three fresh soup."

The crowd had already salivated, and when they saw this, they hurriedly called in their servants, and a few people helped to cook the meat together.

Niu Er said to the side, just rinse it to any color, and made some winter bamboo shoots, green vegetables, bean sprouts, etc., and blanch in the pot.

"This way of eating is really enjoyable." Someone breathed out warmly, just feeling heartily.

That pot of spicy soup was almost eaten by Yang Yuqing alone, "Is it more enjoyable to eat this pot?"

No one paid any attention to him at all.

Niu Er said: "The combination of hot and spicy is indeed more delicious."

When he said this, other people were just moved, and they ordered people to try the meat in this pot. After a taste, it was more irritating than the clear pot, but they weren't as spicy as Yang Yuqing, so after eating a few slices, the nose and tears came out together, which was unbearable.

"Spicy... spicy and happy, now I wish I could go rolling in the snow!" someone howled. In the past, he always wanted to hang the stove all over his body when admiring the snow, but now, if it wasn't for the servants to stop him, he would want to get off. Clothes out.

"It seems that I have a little understanding of why Yang Yuqing likes spicy food..."

"Yeah..."

"I used to think it was indecent to eat with tears on my face, but now..."

Now, they all continue to eat while wiping their noses.

Yang Yuqing laughed, "Hahahaha, you guys."

Everyone: "???"

Only Niu Er, wiped the sweat from his head and said nothing.

For a meal of Baxia offerings, the yamen leaned back and forth, and their faces flushed.

"Okay, what a Baxia offering... it has a special flavor. Now I feel that the hare has to be eaten like this to make the most flavorful. I must burn it for my dad when I go back."

"Yang Yuqing, your cook is really interesting, and you can come up with this way of eating."

"Not bad, it's better this time than before."

Yang Yuqing has a lot of face, and the look in Niu Er's eyes is more kind. Seeing that he has been cooking meat next to him, he said, "Sit down and eat something."

"Xie Dalang." Niu Er threw some small dishes in, and then began to eat slowly.

Yang Yuqing watched him take small mouthfuls of Boxia offerings, and looked very afraid of being hot. His skin was white and tender, and the tip of his tongue was exposed from time to time. Like his lips, they were both bright red and red. For a while, his mouth was a little dry.

The left wind prevailed in the original dynasty, and he was usually fond of fishing, but he took more actresses, at least he would not take the initiative to go on a dry road. At this moment, I was in a daze, and I was quite surprised. After pondering for a while, I poured a bottle of wine myself, handed it to Niu Er's mouth, and said coldly: "Eat."

Niu Er's dark eyes were open, and he looked over in amazement, but he reached out his hand to touch the cup, took a bite, and thanked him again.

Yang Yuqing watched Niu Er's face flushed red, like a flimsy cloud, and she couldn't help but think about it. If this confession was fiddled with this cloud...

Yang Yuqing sat slantingly, with no expression on his face, but his eyes swept Niu Er calmly. After he had finished eating, he asked him to iron the wine and ordered others to clean up the pots and bowls.

When the people in the office were full of food and drink, remembering that they were also scholars, they shouted to write snow appreciation poems.

Yang Yuqing was full of thoughts. He wrote that it was snow, but the taste was lustrous. Frosty snow is not frosty snow, and Hongxia is not Hongxia.

Everyone read them one by one, and when they read Yang Yuqing, they couldn't help but burst into laughter, saying that he was not honest with the mountains and snow. He had known that he would bring some prostitutes before going up the mountain, otherwise he would not call Yang Dalang "unhappy" at the moment.

Everyone ate and drank, had fun, sat down the mountain, and returned home.

When Yang Yuqing returned home, his itching still persisted. After thinking for a long time, he watched the night fall, and called the young man, ordered him to go to the kitchen to pass the food, and be sure to ask Niu Er to bring it personally.