Niu Er responded to Yang Yuqing's instructions and prepared the ingredients. Yang's and Liu's were even more happy when they saw that he was so diligent.
The two of them are stable, and Niu Er is very clever. If they match up like this, they are perfect.
A few days later, Yang Yuqing's agreed time came, and he took a group of servants and went out together with Niu Er. He met all the classmates he knew in Taixue, all of whom were in the capital of Beijing, and liked to eat, drink, and have fun. Meet and drive together to the snow viewing pavilion on the outskirts of the city.
It was just that when he was passing through the downtown area, because of the cold weather, Yang Yuqing's car slipped and hit someone.
There are so many people in Bianjing, and there is no complete traffic regulations, so this kind of traffic accident happens frequently. Most of the theories in private, but also to the yamen.
Yang Yuqing came out to take a look, but he smiled: "Two Nanmanzi, let's go, let's go!"
The yamen laughed and laughed, but they didn't take it seriously.
Niu Er was originally nestled in thick clothes, and he was as indifferent as a quail. Hearing the word Nanman, for some reason, he looked up. At first glance, it was two southern barbarian women who were knocked down, and there were several companions supporting them with anger on their faces.
Looking at their outfits and the things they have at hand, it is obvious that they are playing wild and performing arts here.
The barbarians, Di Rong, were all despised by the people of the Song Dynasty, thinking that they were people from the mountains and wilds who were ruddy and drinking blood.
Several Nanman men were extremely angry, and pulled the cab to prevent them from leaving.
Yang Yuqing was furious, grabbed the driver's whip, jumped out of the car, and slapped the whip. One of the Nanman men couldn't dodge, and there were bloodstains on his face.
Yang Yuqing kicked him on the chest again. Seeing them roaring and wanting to do something, he said coldly, "Come on, a few barbarians, it's not an exaggeration to kill them."
These words are too cruel, Song Lu naturally does not allow people to kill people at will, but if it works well, it is also a fact that killing people does not have to pay for their lives. What's more, when the southern barbarians looked around, there was no one who wanted to help, and they couldn't help showing grief and anger.
Yang Yuqing looked around arrogantly and got back to the car, "Go!"
Niu Er and the others followed behind on foot. Seeing this situation, Niu Er slowed down a bit. When everyone beside him had passed by and was blocked by the crowd, he hurried to the southern barbarians and took out a few pieces from his arms. Pass the money, hand it to a southern barbarian, and then rush forward.
After walking a few steps, someone behind him stopped him: "Hey!"
When Niu Er turned his head, the southern barbarian threw the money back and spat viciously, "Who wants your money!"
Niu Er was stunned, but someone in front of him had already noticed that he was behind and was calling for him, so he had to put away the money and catch up. He didn't know if these southern barbarians were referring to you, Yang Yuqing's group, or all the Han people.
"Be cautious in words and deeds." After Niu Er caught up, someone whispered to him.
Niu Er nodded silently.
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The car stopped at the foot of the suburban hill all the way, but could not drive up the hill.
The ingredients that Niu Er prepared were all carried by servants, and he followed behind to climb the mountain. Before, I had trotted all the way, and it was inevitable that it was a bit difficult.
Unexpectedly, although those playful boys looked like they were laughing and laughing, they all had the strength to climb the mountain.
In front, Yang Yuqing was arguing with people, "I will kill you, I will kill you!"
It was his classmates who were complaining about him, saying that every time he prepared to eat, he only thought about his own wellbeing and made a bunch of spicy food.
"You have to know that he is a savage person, only we can be wronged!" One of them accused him half-jokingly.
Yang Yuqing said in a vicious voice: "So what? Just bear it!"
When they arrived at the Snow Viewing Pavilion, all the servants were busy with their work, cleaning the bedding, surrounding the mats, picking up firewood, lighting the fire, and boiling the wine.
Niu Er also dragged a burlap bag over and opened it, revealing a few hares inside.
Yang Yuqing saw it from a distance, and called Niu Er over, "Are you eating rabbit meat today?"
He is such a person, since he ordered Niu Er, he didn't care. Niu Er must think about it properly, then this matter can be considered well.
"Yes, the villain thinks of enjoying the snow today, it is the best to eat the supply of pixia." Niu Er replied.
"Placing the Xia offering? What is the Xia offering, why haven't I heard of it." Yang Yuqing's classmate said.
Others also said that they had never heard of this dish in Bianjing for many years.
Yang Yuqing said proudly: "My cook is from Hangzhou, and I have always been ingenious in cooking. You haven't heard of it, it can only mean that you don't know anything."
As soon as he listened to the Xia offering, he felt a great sense of picture, and the spicy soup that always appeared in his mind was like a red sunset, which made him look forward to it a little more.
When everyone listened to him blowing like this, they were naturally a little unconvinced, so they stared at Niu Er and told him to do it now.
On Niu Er's side, he asked the servants to light a fire and boil water, while he scratched some clean snow from the leaves with a silver plate, and then dealt with the hare. The snow on the plate is chilled.
Someone asked curiously, "Is this going to... eat food?"
Niu Er said nothing. Seeing that the water was boiling over there, he took out two pots and put seasonings into them. One side was a lot of chili peppers, and the other side was light. Then he added water and put it on the table, stuffing the bottom. Continue to cook with charcoal.
After Niu Er had sliced the rabbit meat, he took out a lot of bottles and jars and prepared sauces.
By this time, someone had already understood, "Do you want to cook rabbit meat? Why is it so troublesome that you don't throw the meat in to cook?"
Niu Er adjusted the sauce and brought the rabbit meat together. He used two long chopsticks to hold a thin piece of rabbit meat in the hot pot. , it's really pretty. Then put it in the sauce and dipped it, and placed it in Yang Yu's clearing plate.
Everyone woke up like a dream: "It turned out to be such a plagiarism!"
Yang Yuqing picked up the rabbit meat and took a bite. It was slightly hot and had a spicy taste. The thin rabbit meat slices were very tasty, tender and steaming. It was really delicious.
Niu Er said at this time: "If you can't eat spicy food, you can cook this pot of three fresh soup."
Everyone was already salivating, seeing this, they hurriedly called the servants, and a few people helped to cook the meat together.
Niu Er then said next to him, just rinse it in any color, and then got some winter bamboo shoots, green vegetables, bean sprouts, etc. and scalded them in the pot.
"It's really enjoyable to eat like this." Someone was exhaling hot air, only to feel hearty.
That pot of spicy soup was almost eaten by Yang Yuqing alone, "Is it more enjoyable to eat this pot?"
No one cared about him at all.
Niu Er said: "The combination of hot and spicy is indeed more delicious."
When he said this, the others were moved, and they ordered people to put the meat into this pot to try. After a taste, it was indeed more exciting than clear pot, but they were not as spicy as Yang Yuqing, so after eating a few slices, their nose and tears came out together, which was unbearable.
"Spicy... Spicy and enjoyable, I wish I could go rolling in the snow now!" someone shouted, in the past, when enjoying the snow, he always wanted to hang his whole body on the stove, but now, if it wasn't for the servants to stop him, he would want to take off his clothes .
"I seem to understand a little bit why Yang Yuqing likes spicy food..."
"Yes… "
"I always thought it was indecent to eat with tears in my eyes, but now..."
Now, each of them continues to eat while wiping their snot.
Yang Yuqing laughed, "Hahahaha, you melon skins."
Everyone: "??"
Only Niu Er wiped the sweat from his forehead and said nothing.
After eating the meal, the yamen were up and down, and their faces were flushed.
"Okay, what a bhasa offering... It has a unique flavor. Now I actually think that the hare is the best way to eat it. When I go back, I must burn it for my father."
"Yang Yuqing, your cook is really interesting, and you can come up with this way of eating."
"Not bad, this time it's better than ever."
Yang Yuqing is very face-saving, and his eyes are more kind when he sees Niu Er. Seeing that he has been cooking meat for him, he said: "You also sit down and eat something."
"Xie Dalang." Niu Er threw some side dishes in, and then slowly began to eat.
Yang Yuqing watched him take small sips of Poh Xia offering, and he was very afraid of being hot. His skin was white and tender, and the tip of his tongue was exposed from time to time. Like his lips, it was bright red, and his mouth was dry for a while.
The left wind was prevalent in this dynasty. He was usually fond of fishing, but he chose more actresses, at least he would not take the initiative to take the dry road. At this moment, I was in a trance for a moment, and I was quite surprised. After pondering for a while, I poured a glass of wine and handed it to Niu Er's mouth, and said coldly, "Eat."
Niu Er opened his black eyes and looked over in surprise, but he still reached out and touched the cup, ate it in one bite, and thanked him again.
Yang Yuqing saw that Niu Er's face was blushing like a light cloud, and he couldn't help but think about it. If he was playing with this cloud...
Yang Yuqing sat slanted, his face expressionless, but his eyes swept over Niu Er calmly. When he saw that he had finished eating, he told him to scald the wine and ordered others to clean up the pots and bowls.
When the yamen were full and full, Fang remembered that he was also a scholar, so he shouted that he wanted to write a poem about snow appreciation.
Yang Yuqing was full of thoughts, and when he started writing, it was snow, but when he tasted it, it was color. Frost snow is not frost snow, and red clouds are not red clouds.
Everyone read it one by one, and when they read Yang Yuqing, they couldn't help laughing. ".
Everyone ate and drank, had fun, went down the mountain with satisfaction, and went home.
When Yang Yuqing returned home, the itch in his heart was still unbearable. After thinking about it for a long time, when the night fell, he called the little servant and ordered him to go to the back kitchen to pass the dishes, and he must have Niu Er bring it in person.