Xie Xun didn't expect anything, Jiang Shuyao walked away with a pot of chicken wings and brought a lot of rewards back.
Looking at Jiang Shuyao's flattering appearance, he thought for a while: "Did you give the emperor a recipe?"
Jiang Shuyao was rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find something, and when he heard the words, he raised his head: "No, I just cooked a meal for the emperor. When the emperor was in a good mood, the concubine asked me for some rewards."
Xie Xun originally thought that the recipes Jiang Shuyao had pondered would be reserved for the prince in the future, but on second thought, it was too early for the prince to board the plane, and the prince would support her without the need for a recipe.
"Have you ever thought about presenting a recipe to the emperor?" Xie Xun asked.
Jiang Shuyao didn't think his recipes were amazing, not to mention that recipes were not better than iron and steel making, how could the emperor need them
Xie Xun understood her thoughts and explained it to her carefully: "If you don't say anything else, just say bibimbap sauce. Vegetarian meat and meat are good for rice. The soldiers marching hard, if you have a bottle of sauce and dry food to eat, I will be very happy. Besides, the toast you made for me last time, if it is properly sealed, it can guarantee that it will still be soft and fragrant after three days. , Whether you are on the march, visiting relatives or doing business, from now on, you can enjoy hot food on the road."
Xie Xun said: "Don't worry, the emperor will not interfere too much after getting the recipe, and he will definitely let the Lin family sell these foods. At that time, these three foods will guarantee small profits and won't make much money, but these small profits are exchanged. The emperor's support. Imagine that the Lin family has become the royal hand-picked merchant, who else dares to compete with you?"
Jiang Shuyao was taken aback by what he said: "Is it really possible? That's all?" She put down what was in her hand, "It doesn't matter if the small profit is small, anyway, the Lin family doesn't expect this to make money."
Xie Xun walked in front of her, bent over to look at her, and said with a smile, "Why haven't you realized how precious your craftsmanship is?" He rubbed her head, "Besides, this is not a deal. If there is any food like instant noodles in the future, it must be presented to the emperor first."
Jiang Shuyao didn't understand these interests either, so Xie Xun was right, so she nodded in agreement.
Seeing her answer, Xie Xun said again: "The recipe for instant noodles is not in a hurry, but the sauce and toast will be offered first."
Jiang Shuyao nodded: "Then shall I go now?"
"No, just leave this to me." He said as he walked out, "I'll discuss it with the prince first."
After he left, Jiang Shuyao reacted and discussed with the prince? When did the prince become their side
When the prince and Xie Xun were discussing how to "suck the father", the Zhou family was walking through the forest.
After the arrow pierced a hare, Zhou put down the bow and arrow, and strode forward to mention the hare whose fur was not stained with blood.
When she looked up at the sky, she realized that she was hunting so hard that she forgot to eat.
When he came out in the morning, Jiang Shuyao stopped her when she saw that she only had arrows and a knife, and brought her a few small burdens, telling her not to forget to eat.
As soon as Mr. Zhou got into the woods, he forgot about it, but now he remembered and took off the burden from the horse.
Inside the bag was a long bamboo tube, and the top of the bamboo tube was tightly plugged with a wooden stopper.
Thinking of Jiang Shuyao's explanation in the morning, although Zhou Shi was curious, he didn't open the wooden stopper, but found a flat piece of soil, picked up some dry wood, swiftly burned the fire, and placed the bamboo tube on it.
Since Jiang Shuyao thought about instant noodles, her house bought a lot of bamboo tubes so that she could continue to think about portable food. Zhou also learned from Jiang Shuyao how to use bamboo tubes to make zongzi, which is more fragrant than the zong leaf bun.
So she thought that the bamboo tube was filled with glutinous rice, but when the bamboo tube was getting hot, a salty and fragrant oil and gas gradually came out.
She was about to get closer to smell it when she suddenly heard a noise not far away, and quickly became alert.
In the outer circle of the paddock, the beasts will not appear, only people will come.
She grabbed her longbow and stared at where the sound came from.
A dark-skinned young man showed his face first. He was half-empty and smelled around when he caught a glimpse of Zhou Shi from the corner of his eye.
Zhou Shi put down his bow and arrow, and the other party came out of the forest, followed by a few Lang Jun of the same skin color.
"Boss lady?" Lian Liu was taken aback when he saw Zhou Shi.
Zhou Shi put down the last layer of vigilance and nodded to him.
A group of six people came over smelling the fragrance, but when they saw that it was the Zhou family making the food, they were embarrassed and stepped forward.
They looked at me, I looked at you, scratched their heads and prepared to leave, but Zhou shi stopped them: "I can share some for you." Anyway, the bamboo tube was so long, she couldn't finish it all by herself.
They hesitated for a while, but came over anyway, all looking very well-behaved.
"Thank you ma'am." Those who can come to the royal paddock can't be an ordinary businessman.
They sat down on the big boulder opposite Zhou's. Although they were crowded, they were so greedy that they were reluctant to leave.
"Madam, what are you doing?" Their mandarin was not standard, but Mrs. Zhou sounded very kind.
When Zhou Shi saw them, he thought of her friends who used to ride the horses with her in Mobei, and unconsciously put on a smile on his face: "I don't know, this is given to me by my younger brother and sister."
These words could not be answered, and several people shut up.
Seeing that small blisters continued to pop up on the edge of the cork, Zhou shi estimated that it was almost there, so he used wood to swipe the bamboo tube out, put it on the stone, took out the dagger he had handy, and slashed it with force.
The bamboo tube cracked in half, the steaming white mist overflowed, and the salty sausages rushed out instantly.
Everyone looked into the bamboo tube and saw that it was stuffed with white rice, mixed with green green beans and fat and thin sausages.
When the sausage is heated, the fat part turns into oil and water and soaks into the rice, making the rice in the bamboo tube shiny. The sausage slices are thinly sliced, the lean meat is dark red, the fat meat is translucent, delicate as jade, and the waxy fragrance fills the air, making people swallow their saliva.
The preserved meat with white rice is a must, not to mention the bamboo tube heated, in addition to the rich salty fragrance, there is a layer of soft bamboo fragrance.
A few people were all sturdy and thick-skinned trainees, and the bamboo tube was a little cold before they got started.
Zhou Shi gave them half of it, took half of it himself, squatted to the side, and ate on his own.
"That... Madam, can you give us a pair of chopsticks?" Lian Liu said with a flushed face, but unfortunately his skin was too dark to be seen at all.
Zhou Shi was a little more patient with the offspring from the North, took out the spare chopsticks that Jiang Shuyao had prepared for her, and handed them to them.
Lian Liu and the others folded the chopsticks into several sections, and they didn't mind that it was unlucky. They divided a pair of extremely short bamboo chopsticks and ate them head-to-head.
Sausage rice smells good and tastes even better.
Just pick up a chopstick and enter the entrance. The rice soaked in fat has a light waxy taste, with meaty but no meaty smell. The mellow rice aroma makes the waxy taste more mellow. With the fresh bamboo scent, it is plump and not greasy. , fresh and delicious without being dull.
The first feeling of the sausage is salty. After the strong saltiness dissipates, I immediately feel the plump aroma of wax. The salty turns into fresh, so fresh that the rest of the taste is covered up. The lean meat is chewy, but not woody at all, which is very tasty. The fat meat is tender, without chewing, it melts with a touch, and the lean meat is also dyed with a tender and smooth taste. The green beans mixed in the rice enrich the taste. Occasionally eating a few of them is refreshing and refreshing, and even the most common beans become very fragrant.
The Northland will also marinate meat in winter, but the marinated meat has never been so fragrant.
A few people were silent, you and I quickly finished the rice with one chopstick and one chopstick, even the rice grains stuck to the bamboo tube wall were not spared.
Obviously there is only a little bit of fat on top of the sausage, but after eating it, the mouth is full of fresh and fragrant meat, and the aftertaste is endless.
Lian Liu smacked his lips and asked the brothers to thank the Zhou family again.
People are kind enough to feed them, and they are too embarrassed to stay longer after they finish eating. After thanking him again and again, Lian Liu couldn't help but ask before he left, "Madam, how did you make this cured meat? It's really fragrant, and all of them are round and small, and they look good."
Zhou replied: "The fat and thin pork is chopped and seasoned, stuffed into the casing, and then hung up to dry. These sausages have not been hung for long enough, the sausage is not enough, and the moisture has not dissipated. It is not the best time to eat. ."
"This is delicious enough. We often marinate meat in the north, but the bacon is not comparable to it. If we can have these bacon sausages in winter, it will be more delicious in winter..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw that Zhou Shi had stopped his chopsticks, and his face became very bad.
Lian Liu recalled it carefully, and didn't realize that he had said something wrong, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he quickly apologized: "Hold, sorry."
Zhou Shi didn't know what he was apologizing for, but he lost his appetite, put the bamboo tube aside, lowered his eyes and said, "Yeah, the winter days in the north are hard to bear."
Lian Liu was dumbfounded and didn't know how to answer. When Lian Liu was scratching his head to think about what to say, Lian Liu saw the dagger that Zhou shi put aside.
"Zhou?" Lian Liu rolled his eyes, "Are you the daughter of General Zhou's family in Mobei?"
Zhou's dagger was stained with oil, and he was going to wipe it with a blade of grass later, so he didn't put it back immediately. At this time, she was recognized by Lian Liu, and she did not deny it. She nodded and replied, "Yes."
Lian Liu was very excited: "Then will you use the Zhou family's backhand sword? My grandfather had a match with Old General Zhou and lost to his backhand sword. I have been talking about it for decades, and I want it most in my life. The one who knows is the backhand sword." Having said this, he suddenly stopped.
The woman in front of her was wearing a woman's bun, and her accent did not carry any local accent. Even if she was sitting on a stone, she still carried the restraints of the people of Beijing. Thinking of this, she must have been married to the capital for many years. I can't remember exactly.
He thought so, and suddenly heard Zhou say, "Naturally."
She raised her head, her eyes were completely different, as if she could see through Lian Liu's mind at a glance, which made him feel a little guilty.
"I thought I was about to forget it, but I picked it up a few days ago and found that every move and every style was engraved in my bones." She got up, pulled a blade of grass and wiped the dagger, "Some things are destined to be forgotten in this life. I can't let it go. The obsession with love and hatred will eventually dissipate, but the martial arts I learned when I was young can accompany me all my life."
Her tone was obviously very flat, but it made the other people feel sad for her inexplicably.
They were waiting to be comforted, but Zhou shi suddenly turned around and said, "Come out and follow me. What do you want to say now, can't hold back?"
They looked up and saw a person walking out of the forest. He has a handsome face, picturesque eyebrows, and a tall body. He is clearly dressed in dark colors, but he has a sense of elegance that is as gentle as jade and the breeze of the moon.
They turned their attention to Zhou, and seemed to understand his identity. After greeting Zhou, they silently fled away.
Zhou Shi cleaned up the fire, took out a water bag from the bag and poured a few mouthfuls. After this long series of actions, Xie Lang never said a word.
She wouldn't take the initiative to ask, but plugged the water bladder and prepared to get on the horse.
It was at this moment that Xie Lang spoke, his voice as steady as ever: "Do you want to go back?"
Zhou Shi replied angrily, "Naturally, it's getting dark, can I still spend the night in the woods?"
"I mean Mobei."
Zhou Shi's movement of getting on the horse froze, and he didn't make a sound for a while.
Xie Lang walked over, the sole of his shoe stepped on the wooden branch, making a slight crisp sound: "Really?"
Zhou Shi took a deep breath and turned around and said, "It has nothing to do with you." She turned over neatly, "I want or don't want to, does it make any difference?"
Xie Lang stood in front of the horse and looked up at her: "I've been thinking a lot these days."
Zhou shi looked away in disinterest.
A trace of bitterness flashed across Xie Lang's face, and answered her earlier words: "There is a difference."
"Seven years ago, after you married me, you lost everything in Mobei, and you followed the women in Beijing, and you became nothing like you. I never asked you why you wanted to change, and I never did. I thought carefully about why you were so different from the one you were when Mobei first met. I used to think that it was unreasonable for Gaomen mistress to practice swordsmanship and martial arts, and it would be normal for you to change after you entered Beijing." He thought Jiang Shuyao and Xie Xun laughed at themselves, "But is it common sense to cook all day? Is it common sense to open a store or a snack street?"
"If I could ask you a question back then, or if you could tell me what you think in your heart, wouldn't we be what we are now?"
Zhou Shi did not answer, Xie Lang stood in front of the horse and waited.
She didn't speak for a long time, and Xie Lang understood the answer. He nodded and brought up the topic just now: "I don't want to repeat the same mistakes, so I'll ask you today. Do you want to go back to Mobei?"