Both Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang were very interested in this can of soup, wanting to know how delicious it was, and they won the unanimous praise of Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang.
So they didn't wait until lunch, and when they arrived at the living room in the backyard, everyone sat down cross-legged and Madam Tang asked the servants to fetch the bowls and chopsticks.
She said: "Drink it while it's hot, or keep it until it's cold at noon and then reheat it. After all, the taste will change."
Her reasons were unanimously agreed upon.
So Man Bao opened the jar, and the aroma of chicken soup came to his nostrils.
Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang, who had never tasted it before, took a sip after smelling it, and said with a smile, "It's better than the usual ones at home."
But not much difference.
Yang Heshu and Tang He smiled and asked them to say, "You guys drink more."
Mrs. Tang and Mrs. Yang stirred the soup spoons and drank a bowl slowly. They felt that the taste was not bad, so they drank another bowl, and they didn't realize it until the bowl was almost exhausted. No matter how delicious the fragrance is, it is impossible to finish one bowl, but now they all have the second bowl.
Madam Yang looked down at the soup at the bottom of the bowl, and smiled slightly: "This soup is not only fragrant, but also not greasy, did she skim off the oil?"
"No," Man Bao said, "what's the use of skimming the boiled soup oil? My sister-in-law cut off the skin with butter after killing the chicken to refine the oil, so that cooking can also be put, and the rest It’s just used to make soup.”
Originally, Xiaoqian did this to save more oil for the family. Killing a chicken in this way can save the oil for three or four days.
And Lao Zhou has a lot of family members. In order to be able to drink a bowl of soup for everyone, she took great pains to cook a big pot of soup for each chicken.
The soup boiled in this way is not very delicious.
But Lao Zhoutou and Qian Shi didn't mind at all, meat, how could it be unpalatable
And Lao Zhou has too many family members, and the good meat is basically given to a few children. After they eat meat, they must let others drink some soup, right
Therefore, no one objected to Xiaoqian's approach.
Unexpectedly, the chicken soup made in this way was just right for Yang Heshu's appetite. Ever since he happened to drink a bowl of soup at Zhou's house for the first time, he has been obsessed with it.
Later, every year when he went to Qili Village, he would stay at Zhou's house for a meal.
Old Zhou Tou was also very happy to entertain Yang and Shu, because every time he came, perhaps because of eating at his house, Yang and Shu brought a lot of meat to the Zhou family.
In his opinion, pork and mutton are much better than chicken, especially the fatty meat.
The old Zhou Tou, who consciously made money, would tell Xiaoqian to make soup every time Yang Heshu came to his door.
Mrs. Tang also thought about it, and nodded slightly, "The soup is quite thick, but not greasy. It's really delicious."
Bai Shan said with great experience: "The side dishes inside are also delicious, except for the chicken."
Everyone fished out the yam inside and ate a few yuan per person.
Mr. Tang sweated a little from eating, he leaned back relaxedly, and said with a smile, "Having such a leisurely half-day every day, and having a bowl of chicken soup like this is really a fairy life."
Man Bao also leaned comfortably on the chair, nodding happily.
Yang Heshu smiled slightly, and put down the bowl to rest after eating.
After eating and drinking enough, the group of people slowly moved to another place to rest. The layout of the room here is more elegant. Mrs. Tang took Mrs. Yang and Man Bao to occupy the best place—a wooden couch. had two children.
However, she is not very interested in children, so after looking at Mrs. Yang's son, she said to her son, "Take my brother to the side to play."
Mrs. Yang's son was only a hundred days old, so it was impossible for him to play, so the nurse hugged him and sat on the other side of the couch to play with the young master of the Tang family.
Master Tang took a look and asked Yang Heshu, "When will you leave Beijing?"
Yang Heshu said: "The Xiazhou side has already been set up a few years ago, and we will be ready to leave after the fifteenth day."
"The matter of the Chongwen Museum and the Ministry of Household Affairs..."
"It's all handed over, and it will be replaced by An Shilang from our household department for the time being."
Man Bao was drinking tea, when he heard this, he raised his head and said, "Shilang An is very stingy."
Yang Heshu couldn't help laughing, and said to her, "An Shilang is very reasonable. If your imperial medical office wants to apply for funds, as long as you have reasons and evidence, and you can convince him, I think he will grant you funds."
But after all, it is not convenient for her own people to come. Most importantly, she doesn't know whether An Shilang agrees with the Imperial Medical Office.
She knew that many officials in the DPRK opposed the re-opening of the Imperial Medical Office. The smooth progress of their early work was due to the support of the crown prince, and the fact that Yang Heshu took over from the household department. He agreed with them, which is why they were able to do so quickly. Build the Tai Medical Department.
In the final analysis, they still don't have much say in the medical department, so they all have to live by the faces of the above.
Man Bao thought very miserable in his heart, and then asked Yang Heshu about An Shilang's character and character.
Yang Heshu also wanted to remind her, so he said something in detail.
Master Tang waited for them to finish before taking up the conversation, "When you arrive in Xiazhou, remember to write a letter to report that you are safe. It is very cold there. If you encounter difficulties, you must write."
Yang Heshu asked with a smile, "You are neither an official of the Ministry of Household Affairs nor the Ministry of Officials. I have encountered a difficult situation. What can you, the magistrate of Chang'an County, do?"
Master Tang choked for a moment and said, "I have nothing to do, but isn't there still your father and my father?"
"By the way, you and Yang Shishu..."
Yang Heshu shook his head slightly, and the smile on his face faded, he said: "Mr. Yang has suffered such a big loss, even if it is to calm down the anger in the clan, my father is not good at being too kind to me at this time. After a while Time will be fine."
Master Tang was very worried, but he didn't say anything in front of the three younger ones, because he felt that their excited eyes were an eyesore.
The three of Man Bao looked at this and then at that, and it was a pity to see that they had no intention of continuing.
Tang He glanced at them, and sighed with Yang Heshu: "Once you leave, there will be no one to talk to."
Bai Shan said: "Brother Tang, there are still us."
Tang He: "Forget it, you will only watch the fire from the other side and fan the flames. It will be good if I don't make up for you."
Madam Tang at the side asked quietly, "What about me?"
Master Tang was taken aback, and quickly said: "I mean, there are no one who speaks except Madam."
The three of Man Bao immediately lowered their heads to secretly laugh, and Yang and Shu also lowered their heads and smiled.
Seeing that no one rescued him, Tang He couldn't help being angry. He felt that Yang Heshu should be added to the three, which was simply too much.
The seven of them stayed at Tang's house until the afternoon, and it was almost time for dinner before they left and went home.
Before leaving, they took a lot of gifts from the Tang family in return. Tang He and Mrs. Tang sent people to the door, and watched Bai Shan and Yang Heshu exchange New Year's gifts with their own eyes, and then went back to their respective homes.