The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Yun Yan is learning Miao language back.

This was due to Zheng Ping’s request. After she informed Yun Yan of her life experience, she felt that the stone in her heart had fallen to the ground. Not only did she tell Yun Yan a great story, she also wanted to teach Yun Yan to return to the Miao language. .

For the work of the demolition office, Yun Yan has written a rough plan after conceiving it and submitted it to Yulan, which shows that this matter must require long-term combat. After Renzong looked at it, he also agreed.

So Yun Yan didn't get too eager to return, and used his free time to learn languages ​​with Zheng Ping.

Although Yunyanhui has half of the Miao ancestry, he grew up in a Han settlement and didn’t even know he had a Miao ancestry. However, he learned the Miao language faster than Zheng Ping expected, repeatedly saying that it must be because of blood, she should have taught Yunyan back.

Yun Yan thought back, is it obvious that my learning ability is good?

If he is not strong in learning ability, can he not be chased by Zhao Yunchu when he was young? I think Zhao Yunchu worshipped him only because he was very good at studying Buddhist scriptures...

Because he was learning the Miao language, and Zheng Ping had asked Yun Yan to give Yun Pusi back some ideas for changing careers, Yun Yanhui also ran to Yun Pusi a few times.

When Yun Yan went back to be a guest there, Yun Pusi and they invited him to a meal.

Originally, the Miao people were quite enthusiastic, not to mention that they knew that Yun Yanhui was from the same clan, and came to help them, so they became more enthusiastic.

They are really not very rich. After all, Zheng Ping borrowed the money from the previous turnover. Now the weather hasn't recovered, and the cost of buying charcoal is high. The dishes on the table are relatively simple, and there are only four dishes, such as vegetable soup, fried bamboo shoots, rice noodles, and spicy soup.

Even if the mixed noodles are the staple food, Yunyan returned to serve a bowl. This noodles should be made by hand, slightly wider and rough in shape, but after mixing with oil and sauce, it glows with a golden luster and exudes. The smell of lard, dotted with sour radish, is very appetizing.

"This is mixed with lard? It smells good." Yun Yan replied, his eyes lit up, "It seems that there is no such food in Jingzhong."

At this time, the conditions are ordinary, and they can afford to eat animal oil, and with their family's conditions, it is probably because Yunyan came back that they put so much oil in a bowl.

"There are similar, but the taste is very different," Yunpusi introduced, "Our sauce is specially made, it's an old recipe."

"It's oily and not greasy, it's delicious." Yun Yan picked up another piece of bamboo shoots, took two bites, wonderingly, "This is...bitter bamboo shoots?"

The great foodie Su Dongpo once praised the bitter bamboo shoots as "after the phyllocarp is back to the cheeks, the rock honey has been lost and it is ten sweet". This kind of bamboo shoots that grow in the mountains has a bitter taste and can clear heat very well. Yunyan recalls Guangdong and Fujian. The region especially likes to eat.

Yun Yan had eaten the raw food, and it was so painful that he had no friends. But as Su Shi said, the aftergum after suffering is also delicious. This bitter bamboo shoot can be regarded as Shanzhen.

However, Yun Yan replied to his doubts, "Is this bitter bamboo shoot born early enough?"

It stands to reason that it should be produced in late spring and early summer, but it is still early spring, and the weather this year is extremely cold, Yun Yanhui really can't think of eating bitter bamboo shoots.

"This is the bitter bamboo shoots produced last year," Yunpusi said. "After pickling in a special way, it was sealed up and kept until now. Today, there are no fresh bitter bamboo shoots in this weather."

Yun Yan opened his eyes wide, very surprised.

This is an era without preservatives and other advanced preservative measures. With their methods, they can actually preserve bitter bamboo shoots for up to a year? It tastes very refreshing, white and tender, not like ordinary pickles? This is simply amazing!

These days, everyone tried their best to eat vegetables in the winter, all kinds of pickles, as well as greenhouse vegetables. It's a pity that the vegetables in the greenhouse will always look a little wilted.

Looking at him, Yun Pusi squatted and said: "Why, what's wrong, really didn't add strange things, eat, eat, nothing will happen..."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

"I didn't mean that!" Yun Yan looked back at him, "You have this craft, so you are so poor?"

Yun Pusi scratched his head, "What kind of craft is this? Bianjing has a lot of food."

Yun Yan looked back at him, thinking in his heart, probably not only because of their lack of confidence, but also because they didn't have a way to sell them. At this time, people's impression of the Miao people was still too rigid.

Yun Yan pondered back for a moment, and said: "Apart from anything else, our Kaifeng Mansion canteen actually needs winter vegetables in particular-but I have to avoid suspicion, and you probably didn't store much last year."

Yun Pusi nodded vigorously, "Brother Yan, then what do you think you can do?"

Yun Yan replied: "I think the lard mixed noodles are also very distinctive. I think you might as well set up a stall at the night market and sell roasted vegetables. At the same time, you can sell this mixed noodles. Clear heat."

The so-called broiled dish is actually barbecue.

That's right, you can skewer at this time...

It's just that the taste may not be as rich as later generations.

"Next year, if you make more bitter bamboo shoots, you can sell them to chefs in other departments. Don't worry about sales." Yun Yan said that because of several jobs, he had dealt with other yamen and knew well.

Yun Pusi is not very confident, "Roasted dishes...I don't know how to do it, just mix the powder."

"It's not enough just to mix the noodles. Just make the broiled dishes, and I will come to help you order the dishes." Yun Yan looked back, already thinking about what skewers could be.

Barbecuing at this time is still relatively monotonous, just grilling beef, mutton, chicken and fish, there is no new tricks. There are no vegetables. Eggplants and leeks are so delicious! Including palm treasure, butter, yellow throat, hairy belly and other very hot barbecue ingredients for later generations, they have not been used.

Yun Pusi and others are grateful. Although Yun Yanhui is of the same race as them, no one is obliged to help others. Yun Pusi also said very firmly that when the time comes, the proceeds will be allocated to Yun Yan.

Yun Yan smiled back, "You can definitely make money just like that?"

Yun Pusi said embarrassedly: "I've heard about it... Brother Yan, you are amazing."

"Haha, everyone is surnamed Yun, you are welcome." Yun Yan thought about it again, "You can divide 20% into my mother, and you don't have to pay back the money she lent you for the turnover, as a shareholding."

That money actually accounted for too much 20%, mainly because Yun Yan came back with ideas.

However, since Yun Yanhui broke the poverty line and can basically eat everything he wants, he has no longing for money and is more concerned about the fun and sense of accomplishment at work.

But the Miao people are very sincere. If they don't take the penny, it will be a torture to their hearts.

Yun Pusi looked relieved as expected, "Good, good, good."

…

In the evening, Bao Zheng was working in the study, and suddenly he smelled a scent, which was very strong, and jumped straight into his head.

Although he had eaten dinner, he still couldn't help taking a sip of water...

What is this?

"Boom."

The door was knocked, and then Yun Yan's voice returned: "Master Fuzun, do you want special services?"

"..." Bao Zheng hesitated for a moment, stood up to open the door, and saw Yun Yan back with a plate in his hand. Inside was a large handful of bamboo sticks with various meat and vegetables skewered. Flooded, sprinkled with a lot of green onion and spices.

"This, this is..." Bao Zheng found that he couldn't help swallowing again.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, its appearance is really attractive.

Yun Yan smiled back and laughed, "Fu Zun, my old watch is set up at the night market. This is their broiled dishes. I brought some to the mansion to share with my colleagues. Even if it is a publicity, I hope that Everyone should take care of the business."

What could be more effective than advertising in Kaifeng Prefecture?

To build a reputation here is equivalent to radiating most of Tokyo City. Now, who doesn't know that the people of Kaifeng Prefecture are raising their mouths every day, and they are becoming more and more provocative.

"Are you old watch?" Bao Zheng wondered, "The Zheng family are going to set up a stall?"

Yun Yan replied, "No, from the Yun family!"

Bao Zheng has always been told that Yun Yan is a single-parent family, but think about it, even if his father dies, there are still relatives, but maybe they are not so close together and don't walk around often. Relatives who live far away do not move around frequently these days.

Moreover, Bao Zheng's thoughts were all taken away by the roasted vegetables. He stared at a bunch of roasted leeks, "Leek... also roasted..."

The leeks are also oily and green, they look lovely and delicious.

Not only leeks, but also many other vegetables and meats, Bao Zheng could not even think of, these can also be used for broiling.

"Fu Zun, you take a break and skewer a bit." Yun Yan pushed him back and enthusiastically invited him to skewer, "Come on, taste this butter. This is a bit of fat on the tip of the beef breast. A cow is only a few taels of butter. Does it taste a bit like beef tendon?"

The taste is really soft and chewy, salty but not tangy, Bao Zheng only feels that he secretes more saliva.

"There are pig lungs...this is the tip of the wings, the yellow throat..." Yun Yan replied one by one, happily. He was already full. He was happy to see Bao Zheng being tempted to temporarily put down his official duties.

"The flavor is unique!" Bao Zheng couldn't stop eating, he didn't forget the compliment.

Yun Yan sat next to him, holding his face to look at him: "Fu Zun, the stall is located at the Zhouqiao Night Market, right at the end of the bridge. It was opened by the Miao people and it is very conspicuous."

Bao Zheng: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

Scenes like this have appeared everywhere in Kaifeng Mansion today.

Zhicai has been around for so many years, but for the first time everyone felt that they could be crazy about it!

—It turns out that Zhicai should do this! That's enough flavor!

Everyone felt that the door to the new world was opened.

It was also from this night that for the people in Kaifeng Mansion who often needed to be on duty, there was another catchphrase: "Go, go!"

The name barbecue gradually replaced the broiled dish, which is more preferred to describe the barbecue on the formal table.

And Yunpusi's Miao identity has become a ready-made memory point. Even if there is a cottage, they don't worry about authenticity, and there is no need to establish any brand name. Anyway, everyone will look for it, Nanban BBQ.