In the afternoon, Xiaocao had already bought two ducks from Mao's, and put the duck blood in a small basin. The internal organs of the ducks were marinated together with pig's head meat and intestines for later use.
At this time, the stewed meat had just come out of the pot, and the whole yard was filled with a strong fragrance. As soon as the Supreme Emperor entered the courtyard, he sniffed his nose vigorously, with an intoxicated expression on his face, and muttered in his mouth: "That's the smell! It's the stewed pig's head made by the little girl, it tastes authentic!"
Seeing the fans drying in the yard, he laughed loudly: "I said that the little girl will definitely be able to make it! Isn't that right!! Girl, little girl! Add 'pork stewed vermicelli'!!"
Yu Xiaocao poked her head out from the kitchen, greeted the Supreme Emperor and the people of the Zhao family one by one, and then rolled her eyes at the person who made the request: "Fifth Master, if you can conjure pork, I will I'll make pork stewed vermicelli for you!"
"Look, I'm crying with my master and I'm so poor!! I bought a lot of money from you last time, can't you still afford pork? Hey! The little girl is getting more and more courageous, dare to roll her eyes with the master ?” Although the Supreme Emperor is not young, he is neither blind nor deaf, so naturally he did not miss Xiaocao’s big white eyes.
Yu Xiaocao has now basically figured out the emperor's temper. If he wanted to punish her, she would have been fined 800 times. She boldly made a big grimace at the Supreme Emperor, and said with a playful smile: "Why? You always read it wrong—the duck blood vermicelli soup will be ready soon, fifth master, please sit down for a while."
Fang Fangzhen was stunned by the daring behavior of his goddaughter, that is the all-powerful and decisive overlord. In order to save his daughter's life, he hurriedly pleaded for her: "Fifth Master, whoever doesn't know is not guilty. She is still a child, you must not be as knowledgeable as him."
Taishanghuang followed Yu Xiaocao's example, gave the house a big white eye, and said: "You still need to talk too much? For the sake of duck blood vermicelli soup, I forgive you this time—braised pig's head and pig's ears, cut first Serve one, mix it with mashed garlic!!”
Yu Xiaocao was so busy in the kitchen that Xiao Lian gave the hard dishes of the six elder brothers, such as pork head meat, shredded ears with red oil, fried sausages with green onions, spicy pork belly, stir-fried pork liver, and five-flavored spicy duck. Bring it up. The portion of each dish is sufficient, and there is still enough for the guards. As for Zhang Quan, the eunuch delivering the decree, he was sent back by the Supreme Emperor as soon as he had lunch.
Originally, the meals were well prepared, but the Taishanghuang and General Fang are both super big eaters, and with the four members of the Zhao family, it is a bit stretched. The two stoves in the kitchen were burning vigorously, one was stewed with old duck soup, and the other Yu Xiaocao was waving a spatula and frying some vegetarian dishes.
"Come, come, come! Don't be shy! Try the handicrafts of the little grass girl!!" The Taishanghuang took the lead, sitting on the simple wooden stool, staring at the meat and vegetables on the table, and the chopsticks were not polite. up.
The table newly opened by the Yu family is not big, and it is indeed a bit crowded to sit six big men. With the presence of the great god, the Supreme Emperor, no one else could let go. Fortunately, the Supreme Emperor has no airs, and the way he eats makes people look appetizing. When he got excited about eating, he returned a chopstick to General Zhao Zimo and shared the food with him. General Zhao was flattered.
Eating delicious pork head meat, crunchy shredded ears, and fat large intestines, Taishang Huang felt that this was the taste he wanted, and he really wanted to stay in Dongshan Village forever!
After eating almost, the Supreme Emperor looked at the fans hanging in the yard, and sighed again: "I really miss the taste of stewed pork vermicelli! I have missed it for decades. I don't know if I can still eat it in this life..."
General Zhao Zimo looked at the former heroic leader of the rebel army on the battlefield. Now his hair was white, his wrinkles were more wrinkled, and his waist was not as tough as before. He asked softly: "Is it difficult to cook pork stewed vermicelli? I know pork, but what is this vermicelli? This is the first time I have heard of it."
"Hey!" The Supreme Emperor pouted at the strips hanging on the bamboo poles in the yard, and said, "That's vermicelli. I didn't expect that the little girl would really be upset just by saying that. Although it looks different in thickness How even, the taste should not be much worse! Now everything is ready, only pork! If there is fat pork belly, it will be even better! Sigh! Dongshan Village is still too remote, there is not even a pork seller !"
Fang Fangzhen is also very interested in the "Pork Stewed Vermicelli" that the Taishang Emperor said. He suddenly had an idea, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Master Wu, Dongshan Village doesn't sell pork, but there are pigs! If you really want to eat it, let's buy a big fat pig and kill it now..."
"Mingzhe!!" Zhao Zimo really had nothing to do with his occasionally unreliable apprentice. During the ten years of fighting at the beginning of the founding of the People's Republic of China, I don't know how this bastard survived, and his words were simply out of his mind.
Fang Fangzhen lowered his head like a child who said something wrong, sneaked a glance at Master, and then quickly looked away.
Zhao Zimo glared at him bitterly, what kind of bad idea did this bastard come up with? Today's Holy Master advocates frugality and has a high reputation among the people. If anyone with a heart knows that the Taishang Emperor specially killed a pig in order to eat a dish, it will damage the reputation of the royal family if it gets out! Does this stinky brat want to be a jester to seductive words
"Grandpa, there is still a piece of pork hanging in the well in the backyard of our house! But it's not pork belly, but fat and thin leg meat!" Zhao's wife usually does not leave the house, and Zhao Han basically buys at home. Father and son are in charge, so he still knows a thing or two about the inventory at home.
The Supreme Emperor clapped his hands and laughed loudly, and said: "Leg meat is also fine! As long as there is a pig's head, boy Han, hurry up and get the pork! Today I can finally eat stewed noodles with pig's head! Originally, I planned to do so, so as not to leave any regrets." , I will stay in Dongshan Village for another day and a half tomorrow!"
The commander of the guards who was dining in another place felt his heart and lungs tremble when he heard it. When he came, the emperor gave him a death order, and he must bring the Supreme Emperor back to the imperial city safely within five days. The commute back and forth was delayed for at least two days. Today I spent a whole day in Dongshan Village. I originally planned to go back to Fucheng tomorrow, rest for half a day, and return to Beijing early in the morning.
If it is delayed for another day, who knows if something will happen to the Supreme Emperor on the way back. If he had a whim—the task of returning to Beijing in five days, he would not be able to complete it! Hearing what the Supreme Emperor said, he felt like crying! Fortunately, the Zhao family has pork. He had never been so excited by a piece of pork!
Tonight, the Supreme Emperor finally satisfied his appetite. Not only tasted the delicious duck blood vermicelli soup, but also the authentic stewed pork vermicelli. Although it was a pity that there was no wine, he was still very satisfied.
In the evening, the Supreme Emperor rested at Zhao's house. The Zhao family guarded tremblingly all night, for fear that there might be some disturbance that would alarm the Supreme Emperor. The guards were even worse. Because there were not enough rooms, they stayed in the courtyard all night wrapped in quilts in the slightly cold spring night. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong overnight, the Zhao family and the guards all breathed a sigh of relief!
Before leaving the next day, the Taishanghuang specially ran to Yu's house, packed and took away the remaining fans in the yard, as well as the stewed vegetables that were going to be sold at the pier today! After returning to the capital, he will never have the chance to eat such authentic braised vegetables again!
Well, does he want to build a separate courtyard in Xishan or something? Go back and ask Director Liu if the budget in the mansion is enough. If it is not enough, how about borrowing some money from your sons and grandchildren
In the capital, several princes and princes sneezed a few times at the same time, and felt a chill all over their bodies: this is the rhythm of bad luck! !
The little prince Zhu Junyang, who was drifting far away on the sea, also sneezed loudly. He rubbed his nose, looked towards the direction of the motherland, and thought: It must be that the mother and concubine are thinking about him again. It has been nearly half a year since I went to sea, and the days of long voyages on the sea are both exciting and boring. Fortunately, this batch of ships has been improved, not only much stronger, but also a lot faster!
I believe that he will be able to return to the voyage in a short time. If you are lucky, you can spend the Dragon Boat Festival with your father, mother and concubine! When I was with my parents, I didn't feel that once I left, the kind of missing was really worrying. Zhu Junyang is looking forward to this day!
Sending off the Great Buddha, the Supreme Emperor, Yu Xiaocao hadn't been relaxed for a few days, but it was the day when the Zhao family said goodbye.
In order to see Zhao's family off, Xiaocao grandly prepared a table of good dishes, ordered roast chicken and salted duck from Zhenxiu Restaurant, and took a good wine from others.
On this day, it was just in time for Xiao Shitou to rest. At the dinner table, he looked at Zhao Han reluctantly, and said with a choked voice, "Brother Han, can you not leave? I will miss you!"
In the days before the separation, Zhao Han, who was able to hunt, became a ray of sunshine in his dark life. Brother Han took his second sister and him, catching prey in the dense forest, roasting game in the valley, catching fish and stewing soup in the stream... Although the living conditions now are much better than before when they were home, but those days became his life. The best place in memory.
After the separation, during the most difficult days, Brother Han also sent some prey from time to time to help them through the most difficult moments. Later, the second sister relied on her craftsmanship to enable the whole family to live a prosperous life, but the image of Brother Han in his heart was still extremely tall. In his little heart, the combination of Brother Han and Second Sister is simply a perfect match.
It would be great if... Brother Han could not leave!
Zhao Han patted the little guy's head. During the few months of studying in the town, the little guy not only gained weight, but also grew a little taller. Coupled with the well-fitting Confucian attire on his body, he looks like a young boy.
Zhao Han was also very sad at this time, Dongshan Village was the place where he was born and raised. Although the life here is poor, it makes people very stable; it carries all his good memories; here, there are also people and things he cares about.