Datang First Chef

After listening to Mo Wenyuan's "ahhhh" for a while, Li Sanniang was defeated. She stretched out her slender fingers and tapped the child's nose: "Do you want to go?"

He stopped immediately, clapping his hands non-stop, with a silly smile on his face.

Hu Tuhu laughed and said, "Da Lang is intelligent, and he can understand human language at a young age."

Li Sanniang was naturally happy to hear someone praise her son, but she didn't admit it, she just said: "He understands very well, it's just a child's temper, suddenly laughing."

After the two chatted for a while, Butcher Hu left. He was going to prepare to kill sheep, while Li Sanniang was in the front and continued to sell steamed cakes. Mo Wenyuan looked up at her, not sure whether he could go out or not. go out.

Fortunately, Li Sanniang applauded him happily, and when it was almost time, she packed up, added an extra pair of leather jackets for him, and went out with the baby in her arms.

Mo Wenyuan was very excited, the first expedition in the Tang Dynasty began!

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Hu Tuhu's stall is in the workshop, which is different from the steamed cake shop opened at the entrance of the workshop. His store is in the central area of ​​Guangde Square, Chang'an [-] Square, and there are restaurants and small commodity shops in each square. The utility is the same as that of a store in a modern residential area, which facilitates the life of residents and earns money from neighbors.

There are more restaurants in Guangde Square than in other squares. It is close to the West Market, and many businessmen will choose to eat in restaurants in the square.

Mo Wenyuan was held in Li Sanniang's arms. On the way, he changed his usual obedient style and stretched his head and mind to watch.

The left and right are mostly low bungalows, two-story buildings are rare. Li Sanniang walked along the right side of the road. Along the way, the bosses in the shops and people walking on the road rarely greeted her.

"Sanniang."

"Is Dalang in your arms?"

"San Niang, do you want to buy cakes?"

Mo Wenyuan felt his mother's popularity index. In all honesty, Li Sanniang is really good-looking, with fair skin, slender waist, and a coquettish body. This fashion has been in Zhenguan for five years. "Aesthetics for beauty" was not yet popular in the Tang Dynasty. People at that time continued the tradition of the Sui Dynasty and liked slender beauties. Mo Wenyuan said happily that with his mother's craftsmanship and appearance, he might be able to win the title of steamed cake Xishi.

Sounds so much better than tofu shih tzu.

Li Sanniang planned what to buy before going out, she handed out the cloth bag and said, "Here are four gypsophila."

The waiter in the shop smiled and said, "It's done!"

Mo Wenyuan has a pursuit of delicious food. In his previous life, he would want to sniff and taste anything delicious and smelling good. He was even more excited when he went out for the first time in the Tang Dynasty.

There was a plaque hanging at the entrance of the small shop. Mo Wenyuan took the crooked words into his eyes and judged for a long time that it was the word "cake". When he got closer, he could even smell the fragrance of rice rushing towards him, mixed with honey, lard, etc. odor.

The waiter in the shop said: "Today there are big and small Hongqiao, Huajiandu, and Mumi Jinmao noodles. Would you like some more?" He said, "Mumi Jinmao noodles are made of good dates and wheat noodles. These days Jujubes are rare, my lady, buy a piece and go back and try it out!"

Li Sanniang thought: "Then get a piece."

Mo Wenyuan's alarm clock sounded a system prompt.

[Task: Get to know the stars in the sky (0/1)]

[Reward points: 1]

[Task: Get to know Mumi Jinmao Noodles (0/1)]

[Reward points: 1]

Mo Wen was originally interested in cakes, especially the names of these cakes are very strange, "Gypsophila" and "Mu Mi Jinmao Noodles", you can never guess the content just by hearing the names.

After Li Sanniang took the pastry, he moved like a thunderbolt, pulling the white cloth, and the small corner of the pastry was enough for him to judge the content.

Mo Wenyuan said clearly: It turns out that "Gypsophila" is sticky rice cakes!

Sticky millet cake tastes similar to rice cakes. Grind small yellow rice into powder, mix it with water, knead it into balls, and steam it in a steamer. Cake to eat.

Looking at the store, Mo Wenyuan didn't seem to sell bean paste. When he grows up, he can make some bean paste to eat with it.

[mission completed]

The child's body is not controlled by the brain, he can't help but start to eat his hands and hands, and the saliva sticks to his fingers. If he is not young, he may look disgusting.

Li Sanniang wiped his saliva with a handkerchief and said, "If you want to eat cakes, wait until your teeth grow out."

Mo Wenyuan started to feel sad when he talked about long teeth. He was too young to start teething. When he stretched out his tongue to lick his gums, he could feel small teeth like rice grains on his upper gums. Li Sanniang had seen him licking his teeth before. , kept saying to him: "Don't lick, don't lick, be careful of crooked teeth."

Mo Wenyuan can't remember whether he licked his front teeth when he first got teeth, but he remembers that he always liked to lick his own teeth when he changed his teeth. At that time, his parents threatened him that "licking the front teeth would make them bigger". After the teeth change, he finally With the lessons of blood and tears, he practiced the principles of the ancestors, and grew two front teeth like rabbits.

It turns out that the truth about long front teeth has existed since the Tang Dynasty.

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Li Sanniang bought while walking, and walked slowly to the center of the square. Butcher Hu didn't have a special shop. He set up a small stall on the side of the road, and two sheep to be slaughtered were tied to the pillars. Fate, seeing people coming and going, still bleating.

Butcher Hu was sharpening his knife, and when he saw Li Sanniang approaching, he greeted, "Here you come? I'll kill you right away." He was surrounded by a group of idlers who came to watch the fun. Some even brought a big pottery bowl over. Waiting to receive sheep blood.

Butcher Hu said to the middle-aged man in coarse linen and turban beside him, "Wang Xing, I have promised the haggis to Sanniang, and I don't have your share today."

Wang Xing is a hawker in Guangdefang, but he never does business in the workshop. He always pushes a trolley to the West Market to sell food. What he sells are not delicious meals, but snacks to satisfy cravings.

One of them is haggis cake made from sheep intestines.

Sun Simiao once invented pig miscellaneous cake, which was made by steaming various flour and wheat flour stuffed with pig intestines. The imagination of the people in the Tang Dynasty was endless. Compared with pork, mutton was more popular and slaughtered more. Some hawkers made it Made with lamb intestines.

Wang Xingdao: "I saw Sanniang coming, I don't know what she wants, you just give me a bowl of sheep's blood, I can still make sheep's blood cake without sheep's offal."

When Mo Wenyuan heard his words, a reminder sounded in his head, and the God of Cooking system issued an unlimited task "Get to know sheep's blood cake".

There is no technical content in the basic production methods of these foods. Except for small businesses, everyone in the neighborhood can make them, but the seasoning ratio is not as good as that of professional pastry chefs, and the taste is not as satisfactory.

During the conversation between the two, Li Sanniang had already taken a fancy to the leg of lamb, and she said, "Give me the white one with two front legs and one rear leg." Li Sanniang is a regular customer of Hu Tuhu, and three legs of lamb are not small for him. He would naturally let San Niang choose first, compared to the ordinary residents who cut their own flesh.

After hearing this, the butcher Hu started to work. He pressed the sheep on the table and tied the leg of the lamb with a rope.

A pottery urn was received under the neck at that time, and the blood was gushing.

Residents in Guangde Square generally have a good standard of living. Even if it doesn’t take three days to cut two pieces of mutton, it’s still possible to buy some blood and steam the pieces. Because the price of sheep’s blood is low, it will be sold out in a short while.

The spectators dispersed after slaughtering the sheep, and the rest of the people were waiting to cut the lamb.

Mo Wenyuan is different from the vast majority of spectators, his energy is concentrated on "paodingjieyang".

This is a new task issued by the God of Cooking Assistant System. Watching Pao Ding Jie Yang, Mo Wenyuan was still wondering how good Hu Tuhu's skills are after reading the title?Can he be called Paoding?

His technique is really good. He inserted the reed pipe from the leg of the lamb and blew air, and the sheepskin quickly inflated for him. Then, the knife that cut the sheep's throat was lightly stroked on the abdomen, and the butcher started to peel the sheepskin. The whole piece of skin was peeled off.

The three lamb legs were strung together with rope by the butcher Hu. Li Sanniang was not a delicate little lady. She lifted up the three legs with a hook of her fingers. She tied Mo Wenyuan to her chest with cloth strips and hugged him with the other hand.

Now Li Sanniang is holding the baby in one hand and carrying the leg of lamb in the other. She is so sturdy, fully reflecting the characteristics of the heroines of women in the Tang Dynasty.

Mo Wenyuan took a look at his mother's appearance, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, Li Sanniang is a ruthless person!

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Li Sanniang rolled up her sleeves after bringing the mutton back to the house. She first used a kitchen knife to shave the meat off the bone precisely, leaving nothing behind. Mo Wenyuan looked at it and saw only the white mutton bone.

Although she bought three mutton legs, she only chopped a small part of them into fresh meat fillings, and marinated the rest with salt cake seasoning. The cold wind in February of the lunar calendar was very severe, and the fresh meat was placed outside the door. It will not go bad for a few days, let alone marinated lamb, it will be stored for a long time.

After the mutton is marinated, it tastes more delicious. Then it will be minced and mixed with other melons, eggplants, vegetables and fruits to make stuffing, which has a special flavor.

Mo Wenyuan knew her mother's work cycle very well, and thought that three legs would be enough for her to sell for more than ten days.

The lamb bones were not idle either. After picking the meat, she called Mrs. Lin to wash the bones and make soup.

She ordered: "Take a reed from under the straw pile, cut into pieces and put it into the soup to stew with the lamb bones."

Lu Fu is white radish, stewed with mutton bones, it can clear the lungs and nourish people, and it is very fragrant.

Li Sanniang is a bit of a hoarder. In order to do business, she found a room before winter to stock up all kinds of vegetables that can survive the winter. In fact, she had a lot of shallots before, but it’s a pity that the business has been so good recently. , The green onions are all used up, or else after the soup is served, sprinkle a handful of clear shallots on the soup surface to freshen the tongue.

Mo Wenyuan was overjoyed to hear that there was mutton bone soup as an extra meal today. At the same time, he said that he must work hard to accumulate points and change out other storage methods as soon as possible, so that they can store more vegetables in winter, and they will not worry about it before spring comes. No vegetables to eat.

When Mo Wenyuan was happy, there was a loud noise at the door. Li Sanniang went out to look, and saw a middle-aged man, who kept saying hello to Li Sanniang.

The man was dressed as a porter, probably from other places, the journey was full of dust and dust, his face was especially tired, but his speech was very clear, different from ordinary porters.

He claimed to be from Chengdu, and he only entered Chang'an this morning.

As soon as Mo Wenyuan heard about Chengdu Mansion, he understood that his grandfather who died young was from Chengdu Mansion.

Li Sanniang frowned slightly after hearing his self-reported family name and said, "Let's go in and talk."

The porter thanked him repeatedly, and Li Sanniang poured him a pot of hot water. It was quite cold now, and he came from outside the city. Compared with Chang'an, the house was more drafty than Chang'an. The porter poured several glasses of water in succession before stopping Let's start talking.

He took out a letter from his pocket: "This is from Li Zheng."

Li Sanniang said: "Thank you." She took it and began to read, she could read.

The letter was not long. After reading it, Sanniang thought, "Is there really no one in Husband's family?"

The porter said: "There is only one young boy left, and the rest are all gone."

Sanniang said: "How is the child's health? Although the village chief wants to entrust him to me, I'm afraid that it's a long way from Chengdu to Chang'an, and it's freezing cold now..."

The porter said, "It won't be cold if you leave after mid-spring."

Mo Wenyuan thought in his heart: Is their family going to add more people?

Li Sanniang was born in the capital, and the bakery has been run since his father's generation, while Mo Wenyuan's father is from Chengdu, and his family is a farmer. He was exiled to Chang'an due to the famine before. He looks handsome and has been studying for a few days. , and married Li Sanniang after coming and going.

The Mo family has been farming for generations, and they used to be considered rich peasants, otherwise they would not be able to support him to study, but they plummeted a few years ago and became a middle-lower poor peasant.

The grandfather of his family is the second, and the mother once said that there is an older brother, and she also has a cousin. Now I am afraid that both Mo Da and his wife will have an accident, and there will be only one young man left in the whole family.

It is estimated that the daughter-in-law's natal family is unwilling to raise her, and the village is poor and unwilling to talk about it, so they are going to send them here.

Sanniang didn't think for long before responding: "Just wait, I'll write a reply."

"Next time someone comes, let the children follow along."

The porter said: "It just so happens that a fellow countryman is leaving tomorrow. I will ask him to take the letter back."

San Niang said: "When will the child arrive?"

The porter said, "Around June."

There are still four months to go.

San Niang said: "Good."

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Four months later, Mo Wenyuan's family added another person, the black and thin little dog Mo, who moved into Li Sanniang's house.

Mo Wenyuan lamented the small arms and legs, saying that he thought he was too big at the age of five, but who knows that he is actually 8 years old?

He is really lucky to have Li Sanniang, a skilled and thoughtful strong woman, as his mother!