The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 66: I work at Chuigongdian

Xinde’s Jiu Xian was titled, Yun Yan couldn’t laugh or cry. According to him, this is exactly the hype of the foot shop. No, it’s spread all over the city. Everyone wants to go there and meet the "Jiu Xian" or try the "Jiu Xian" products. Spent wine.

All day long marketing hype, this time it has also become other people's advertisement, Yun Yan feels quite amused, and will not mention it.

With the wine, Yun Yanhui will test the dishes in the Kaifeng canteen, preparing to make wine duck and wine chicken wings, and choose it in the afternoon. At this time, everyone is resting and no one enters the kitchen.

In fact, cooking in the cafeteria is also for convenience. Not only are there always prepared chickens and ducks, but also a batch of casseroles have been purchased recently, and the quality is particularly good.

I bought it from a county outside of Bianjing, and the local people used kaolin to make a casserole. The production process is also extremely cumbersome. The pharmacies in Bianjing are all used to boil medicine because they can retain the properties of the medicine to the greatest extent.

In the same way, the deliciousness of the food can be preserved to the greatest extent. Since some restaurants took the lead, they have gradually become popular in restaurants of Bianjing.

Moreover, this casserole has a very good fresh-keeping property. It is said that the soup boiled on New Year's Day in winter can be drunk by the fifteenth. Compared with other containers, the soup is more fragrant.

Yunyan retrieved a casserole for use. This casserole has been maintained several times and is already very suitable for stewing.

Pour the cleaned duck meat with wine, add light soy sauce and dark soy sauce to marinate. It should be marinated for a longer period of time. After about half an hour, you can heat up the wok, add green onions and **** and stir-fry until it smells good. Then add the duck meat.

Stir-fry until the duck meat changes color, pour it into a casserole, pour half a pot of wine again, sprinkle with salt, put tangerine peel, star anise, cinnamon, perilla, etc.

So slowly simmer over a low fire, simmer until half of the wine is left, put some rock sugar, collect the juice and take it out of the pot. The duck meat is reddish in color, fully absorbed the wine, mixed with the smell of duck meat, and the flavor of spices, the aroma is tangy.

Yun Yan tasted a piece back and almost burst into tears. It was delicious, mother, how come I cook so delicious!

The duck has a strong taste, fat and soft bones, and it is very tempting before it is eaten. One bite is even more fat and tender, fresh and delicate, with the aroma of wine and condiments.

As for wine chicken wings, it is much simpler. Yun Yanhui likes to eat wing roots. The meat is more lively than chicken legs and more meat than wing tips. The wing roots are blanched and drained, fry on a low fire until browned, add salt and soy sauce and stir fry, then pour in the wine and cook for a good taste. Collect the juice over high fire and sprinkle with some pepper powder.

Both dishes are savory and fragrant. After eating, it is easy to want rice. Yun Yan ate a bowl of rice and poured a pot of wine. After eating, both experimental products were very successful.

After eating a few bites, a young man suddenly came in from outside, dressed in Yanju clothes, with a handsome face, about twenty years old.

After this person came in, he looked around with his hands in his hands, as if he was looking for something.

Yun Yan looked back at him a little familiar, and his costumes were relatively high-end. He wanted to come either from an official in the mansion or someone from another yamen who had been here. Since there was no back kitchen, he greeted him: "People will come to discuss matters at noon. , There are no leftovers, but I just fried two dishes here. Let's eat some."

Although the cafeteria is only open in the morning and lunch break, if someone delays the meal time, they can come to eat, as long as there is a meal will be served. If you are an official, you have to open a small stove for others.

The young man seemed to be stunned for a moment, then walked over and looked down at Yun Yan's dishes in front of him.

"I just ate a few bites. I was experimenting with new dishes. You were the first to eat it." Yunyan thought it was good afterwards and planned to include it in the recipe in the future, but the wine used at that time had to be in the market. I bought it on. He looked at this person and didn't know where the rice was, so he kindly helped him hold a bowl of rice and handed it over.

The young man thought for a while, and reached out to take over the job.

Yun Yan looked back at him stretching out his hands, his hands were as white as jade, and his fingers were slender and delicate, except that there were some thin calluses between his fingers, which seemed to be worn out by holding a pen. It could be seen that he was a scholar.

The young man grasped the tableware very gracefully, took a few pieces of duck meat and ate another piece of wing root, and then smiled slightly, "It's delicious."

"Of course, wine is added to this dish." Yun Yanhui was quite contented, "and I cook so deliciously, it's like an ice-fire magic cook."

The young man froze for a moment. Although he was puzzled, he smiled politely, and then poured a bowl of wine for himself.

Yun Yan whispered back in his heart, although I am generous, but buddy, do you want to pour other people's alcohol and drink so naturally?

The young man tasted the wine, his eyes lit up, "Good wine."

Since he entered the present, he has said four words and two words, namely delicious and good wine.

Yun Yan laughed back and said, "Be careful and staying a bit big."

"Fragrant and rich, where is this wine?" The young man raised his head and asked after eating half a bowl.

Yun Yan replied casually: "There is a Hu business who walks along the streets and alleys."

"Impossible," the young man said flatly, "Although the taste is similar to the commercial wines sold by Hushang-I don’t know why I can’t make that taste-but Hushang’s wines are all aged, and this pot is obviously new and old. , He will not be in the altar for more than one month. Hushang will use local grapes to make wine, and in one month, he will not be able to reach Bianjing."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

Yun Yan was also a little dumb back. He didn't expect that there would be someone more true to this. He scratched his head and looked innocent. His acting skills were excellent, "I don't know. Does that mean I'm lucky?"

The young man looked at the wine and food, then at him, and said meaningfully: "This wine is brewed privately by you."

Yun Yan was shocked back, and refused to admit it, "No!"

But the young man looked determined, "you brewed it privately."

Yun Yanhui was even more frightened, and he didn't know where he was wearing help anymore. Seeing that the youth has no grievances or grudges against him does not seem to be suing. Anyway, everyone is regarded as their own, and they admitted semi-tactically: "How do you think?"

Youth: "Intuition. Just when I entered Kaifeng Mansion, I saw the grapes were ripe and someone was picking it. In addition, this dish is a new dish, and the wine is a new wine."

"..." Yun Yan choked silently back. People rely on intuition. What else can you say?

Yun Yan had to pour another bowl of wine, and stretched out his hand to embrace the young man’s shoulders, “Xiongtai, Ming people don’t talk secretly. This is what I brewed privately. It’s just for cooking and seasoning and not selling. You look like If you are such a nice person, you will definitely not sue me?" I added another sentence from the bottom of my heart.

The young man was embraced by him in a somewhat unnatural manner. He probably never hooked his shoulders with others, but he did not break away either, "Um..."

"It's great, come on, let's go." Yun Yan touched his bowl with him back, and drank in one sip.

The young man also took two sips, his face was already a little red at this time, and when Yun Yan turned back, his face did not change, "You drink well, how old are you?"

"I am seventeen years old." Yun Yan replied, "By the way, you just said that when you came in, you saw the grapes ripening. Are you not a member of the house?"

"No, I'll take a look." The young man said, and asked another question, "With the court's sternness, how did you buy wine music?" He said, adding, "Don't worry, I don't Will cheat you."

"I didn't buy koji, I'm not qualified to buy koji," Yun Yan returned to the stall, not caring about leaking out the method, "I didn't use koji to make wine. Hu Shang's wine is different from ours because No koji. The reason why wine is wine is that grapes are used to make wine, and koji wine is used as a pairing."

"Is that so?" the young man pondered, "makes sense..."

"Ah, buddy," Yun Yan said between his words, silently changing his name from Langjun to Xiongtai to buddy, "You are not in the mansion, which yamen is that? Dali Temple? The Ministry of Justice? "These are the departments that deal with Kaifeng Mansion most often.

Youth: "Chang Gong Temple."

Yun Yan replied: "Where you look towards, are you a guard?"

The young man hadn't spoken yet. At this time, another middle-aged man came in from outside, his face was white and he was tender and tender, and he bowed and said in a drake voice: "Officials, Kaifeng Mansion seeks to see you."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

...Damn it!

Why do you think this person is familiar? Because every year on the Lantern Festival, when people come out to have fun with the people, they can take a look from afar!

Why do you claim to work in the Chuigong Hall? Because I handle government affairs there every day!

Why, why didn’t you recognize it earlier...

There was a little man in Yun Yanhui's heart, already crying in the kitchen.

"Well, go to the hall." Renzong put down his wine bowl, walked out with his hands under his hands, walked to the door, and smiled back, "My child, I won't remember your name this time. The merits and demerits are equal."

No name, no reward or penalty.

Probably it was he who offered food and had merits, but he broke the law while making wine, and the steward called his buddies, so he had a balance of merits and demerits... This is too exciting!

Yun Yan returned to the quail and said, "Xie Guan's house."

Renzong left, and there was half a pot of residual wine left and two plates of leftovers. Yun Yan was not in the mood to eat it back. When he walked out of the back kitchen, he saw the cook and messengers kneeling all over the floor, all with weak legs and too late to get up.

At the beginning of the offering of dishes, everyone was so excited that they didn't sleep well for a few nights, not to mention that Renzong suddenly appeared in Kaifeng Mansion and almost made them vomit out of fear.

Yun Yan immediately felt that his psychological quality was okay, and muttered: "No wonder people just enter the back kitchen like this, and there is no one to greet you..."

Everyone got up one after another, "Brother Yan, how is it? The officials have been watching inside for so long. Didn't they clean it up?"

"I don't know, I've been kneeling for a long time, so I don't dare to watch." In such a situation, how can Yun Yan dare to tell the truth when he returns to let people know that he can be a brother and a brother?

"I said, why would officials suddenly come to Kaifeng Mansion in a micro service? This is not normal!" Either Yun Yanhui didn't expect this person to be Renzong, and it was okay not to sit down in the palace and stay in Bao Zheng's absence. Kaifeng Mansion is more than abnormal, it is too abnormal!

Everyone looked at each other for a long while, and someone hesitated to say the common voice of everyone: "Difficult, could it be...what happened to Bao Shaoyin..."

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