Datang First Chef

Tang people attached as much importance to the New Year's Eve reunion banquet as modern people.In different regions, the staple food on the table of modern people on New Year’s Eve also changes accordingly. In places such as the north, they eat dumplings at night, in Shanghai, they eat eight-treasure rice, and in some areas, they eat rice cakes. In addition, the dishes are also very different. , braised elbow strips, red and white meatballs, Sixi meatballs and bamboo shoots, some can be seen in the north, and some can be seen in the south.

Mo Wenyuan's cooking is eclectic, no matter whether he cooks southern or northern dishes, as long as they are delicious, they will be served on the table, and he cooks several kinds of fish alone.He was as strong as an ox, covered the "ears" of the iron pot with a cloth towel, and lifted it up steadily with his strength secretly. The sauerkraut floating on the surface of the soup swayed with his movements.

The sauerkraut fish is served steadily, the white fish fillets are buried under the leafy sauerkraut, the round and lovely fish balls emerge quietly from the edge of the pot, and the duck blood is buried in the bottom, stir it in the soup water with chopsticks for a few times before popping out, Emerald green onion foam piled up in the center of the pot with sharp corners. As he walked, the pyramids of chopped green onion spread out and dangled on the milky white soup surface.

The eyes of the three of them and one sheep are all glued to the pot. They are holding chopsticks, ready to go, and the middle black sheep, which still maintains the shape of a sheep, stares at Mo Wenyuan with longing eyes. , he is about to transform into a human form!

Fortunately, Mo Wenyuan didn't forget him. He pulled out half of the sauerkraut fish with a pottery bowl and put it in front of him: "Take it easy, this is the first wave. I have stewed good dishes on the stove, so save some stomach for it."

His family eats like a buffet during New Years and holidays. It is counted according to the wave. After the first round of eating, the second round of dishes will be served, and the rest will be followed by chopsticks. Mo Wenyuan controls the amount accurately, and the portion of each dish is not much. As long as the family plays normally, they can eat to the last round.After the little Taotie arrived, he doubled the portion.

Chopsticks brushed and drilled into the pot. The superb fish fillet technique made the milky white fish fillets without thorns. The middle black sheep buried its head in the bowl and made the sound of pigs rattling when they were eating. Mo Wenyuan saw everyone eating happily and turned his head. Then get busy.

It's strange to say that he obviously cooks, but he doesn't eat a lot, especially when setting up banquets. He can fill his stomach by eating some fish fillets to try something new.

The low couch seemed to be a rotating water table. Li Sanniang and others volunteered to clean up the leftovers. After eating one dish, they couldn’t wait for the next one to be brought out from the kitchen. Their stomachs gradually filled up. The three of them couldn’t maintain their cross-legged posture until Get up and walk around the house.Mo Xiaogou is holding a pottery bowl, which is full of milk tea. He doesn't care if the water fills his stomach, he gulps it down in one gulp. For him, the taste of milk tea is even worse than Yuye Qiongye.

"Are you full?"

"Eight points."

"Nine points."

"I can still eat."

"How about the black sheep?"

"Baa baa baa baa baa." The middle black sheep looked at the weak chickens with contempt, and it was enough to eat this?What a disappointment!

While everyone was chatting, Mo Wenyuan finally brought big dishes into the door. Five clay pots were placed firmly on the trolley. The dishes that had just been removed from the stove were still hot, and the condensed soup locked in the pots was boiling continuously. The water vapor condenses and forms in the cold winter, trying to rush to the outside world through the cracks in the mouth of the earthen jar, but the mouth is tightly tied by the big lotus leaves, and the overbearing aroma is locked in the small earthen jar, which cannot be rushed out no matter what.

"The big dish is here!" "The big dish is here!" Mo Wenyuan muttered twice, listening to his voice was quite similar to shouting "boiling water is here".

The fragrance of Buddha Jumping over the Wall is even more attractive than the vegetarian version. There is no substitute for the delicious meat and vegetables. No matter how exquisite Mo Wenyuan’s craftsmanship is, the vegetarian Buddha Jumping over the Wall is more than delicious, but the meat is not enough. A stroke of rich ink and color was shelved.

Expensive seafood has a reason for its high price. All kinds of ingredients are piled together, not only does not have the smell, but also achieves a perfect harmony. Zhongheiyang took a deep breath, and even his soul was trembling.Abalone, sea cucumber, fish lip, yak hide glue, flower mushroom, cuttlefish, scallops, quail eggs... His keen sense of smell endowed him with perfect recognition ability, moving the tip of his nose, at least [-] kinds of them were condensed in the small earthen jar He knows how to eat ingredients, and he understands the truth of "exquisite is expensive, not expensive".

but……

The sheep's front hooves were put on the table, and the middle black sheep stared at the crock pot eagerly. Mo Wenyuan saw his eagerness and smiled and said, "Wait, I'll help you get the vegetables out." It is best to eat with chopsticks bit by bit from top to bottom, but sheep's hooves cannot complete such difficult movements, so Mo Wenyuan can only let Mo Wenyuan do it for him.

etc!The middle black sheep screamed silently, don't get it out, I want to eat it myself!

A golden light flashed in the room, and in desperation, he forgot his previous decision and made an astonishing move.

Mo Wenyuan: "..."

Wow.

"Your human form is not ugly either!"

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Huizhi never expected that on New Year's Eve, he would encounter a double attack from delicious food.

At the end of the year, even Huizhi had to rest. He lay comfortably in the temple, did not go back to Mount Putuo to eat incense, did not help Monkey King and the others clean up the mess, and did not sit and meditate in front of the Buddha. He smacked his lips and said This is the life of the gods. If there is any fly in the ointment, it is that there is no offering from Mr. Mo Xiaolang to eat, otherwise the gods will be perfect.

New Year's Eve, the day of reunion in the world, when the Bodhisattva rests.

He never expected that before lying down for 2 minutes, the strange fluctuations of spiritual power in the air forced him to open his eyes, suddenly jumped up from the bed, rushed out of the monk's room, everything was silent, the bright moon was in the sky, Fish, insects, birds and animals all returned to their nests, and the overwhelming silence enveloped Daxingshan Temple.

Huizhi's teeth were chattering, he was definitely not cold, but he was not angry, and it was hard to say, his expression was indescribable, the last time he showed such an expression, he still knew that Taotie "sheep into the tiger's mouth" and offered to be a pawn for Mr. Mo Xiaolang The ingredients are gone.

Didn't you say that your transformation form is unstable, and your human form is not powerful enough, so why did you suddenly regret it?

Deep down in his heart, he believed that Taotie would not encounter any difficulties, but the Bodhisattva's sympathetic figure could not be collapsed. Out of concern for the beasts, he still rode clouds and fog, using the night sky as a cover, to Li Sanniang's house.

When Fang landed in the courtyard, he was dazed by the overwhelming fragrance. Compared with that time in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, he was beaten with two fists and four hands and was surrounded by disciples of Tongtian, and he was not as embarrassed.

This, this, this, this, this, this is what it tastes like!Huizhi was so sad and indignant that it was even more fragrant than the offering Mo Wenyuan gave him!

The invisible scented thread is tied to his ankles, and the human incarnation of the bodhisattva hooked is lying on the crack of the door like a thief. The warm lights are flickering in the house. Li Sanniang is never stingy about household expenses, obviously it is in the new energy industry. The Tang Dynasty, which was not on the stage of history, spent a lot of money on lamps and lanterns to make the room as bright as day.

He clearly saw the expressions of satisfaction on people's faces, as well as the gluttonous glutton that flexibly used the chopsticks.

Huizhi is so angry that your persistence is so vulnerable. In order to transform into form with chopsticks, I have never seen a cheaper inhuman than your reason for transforming into form!

The fragrance actively drilled into his nose, and even Huizhi, who had tasted Mo Xiaoyuan's special vegetarian feast, couldn't hold it back. He moved down to see the pot in Taotie's arms, and jumped over the wall with the vegetarian Buddha he ate last time. The jars are the same.

Huizhi is still unhappy, why is the food they eat more delicious than her own?Could it be that Mr. Mo Xiaolang cooks and hides it privately?

Unhappy Huizhi returned to Daxingshan Temple, and before he lay down on the couch, he received a letter from the heaven, saying that the mount of a certain god came down to the earth to cause disaster, and caused troubles on Tang Xuanzang's westward journey, and was kidnapped by Master Sanzang. Sun Wukong restrained him and asked him to save the demon.

Huizhi turned into a bodhisattva, with an inconspicuous depression on his dignified face. Do you look for him for small things as big as sesame and mung beans?

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At Tang Sanzang's place, he was hit by food for the second time. Everyone in Journey to the West sat on the ground beside the vast field ridge. A piece of hemp cloth was spread on the flat land. Vegetarian dishes, the preservation effect of the universe in the sleeves has been developed to the extreme, and Sufotiaoqiang was still steaming when it was taken out.

Buddha:! ! !

So hungry!Heart hurts!

The mount was tied up and thrown in the corner, "Looking at the food, feeling sad and crying alone", his prototype is a horse, and Monkey King tied him up firmly in the same way as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. His four legs could not move, and his upper and lower jaws were even more Locked by the leather rope, saliva flowed from the mouth, apart from that, even the scream of a starving ghost could not be uttered.

"Ah, the Bodhisattva is here." Sun Wukong first discovered the arrival of Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva. Tang Xuanzang put his hands together and called the Buddha's name to show his respect for the Bodhisattva's work on New Year's Eve.

He controlled his hand with astonishing willpower, put down his food and explained to Guanyin Bodhisattva: "We don't know which god's mount he is, so I ask Bodhisattva to return it for you."

The Bodhisattva's eyeballs moved numbly: "Oh, oh!"

You guys enjoyed your meal, why don't you invite me to sit down with you?Especially you, Monkey King, didn't you eat and drink a lot at Bodhi Mountain last time?Why are you dumb now?

Seeing the Bodhisattva not moving for a long time, Tang Sanzang said, "May I ask the Bodhisattva what else is there?" Wasn't it because of this spirit?

The Bodhisattva said blankly, "No."

He added something to Tang Sanzang in his heart. He didn't expect you to be such a Tang Sanzang. What did I say when I gave you the cassock?Now you don't even invite me for a meal, you Tang Sanzang!

Master Xuanzang:? ? ?

Aren’t all bodhisattvas bigu? ? ?

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The matter of immortals entering dreams, like other things, is born once and cooked twice.Mo Wenyuan opened his eyes, surrounded by white clouds and mist, he didn't need to think hard or think carefully, he knew that he was once again being pulled into a dream by a god. In this era where gods, spirits and monsters coexist with people, being dreamed is very common.

He even had time to think about what the Bodhisattva was looking for this time.

"Mr. Mo Xiaolang——" the melodious voice floated from all directions, and the Sanskrit sound wafting in his ears was fascinating. He turned around and said the Buddha's name to the Bodhisattva, and then sat on the futon that suddenly appeared.

"What is the Bodhisattva's order?"

The first command made him puzzled by the second monk: "You are walking in the mortal world, if you have any wonderful ideas, you can entrust my name."

Mo Wenyuan was stunned, with thousands of thoughts in his mind: "What the Bodhisattva said..."

"Only one thing, since I entrusted my name, I need to offer some offerings, and there is no need for incense, as long as there are any new dishes served in front of my Buddha statue." He didn't even give Mo Wenyuan a chance to speak, and waved it roughly Waving his hands to disperse the clouds and mist, Mo Wenyuan, who fell from the dream, seemed to be trapped in the vast white sea, but there were no boats and no exit.

"!" He opened his eyes abruptly, and the bright moonlight shined on the bed through the crack of the window. Zhong Heiyang was still slamming his mouth in his sleep, occasionally bleating twice, as if lamenting the deliciousness of the food.

What is the meaning of the Bodhisattva entrusting dreams?

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After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the bustling and busy atmosphere of the past was restored in the city of Chang'an. The streets were full of traffic and pedestrians.

At the beginning of the new year, there are two things that Mo Wenyuan is scheduled to do. One is to promote Northeast pickled vegetables, and the other is to increase the menu of Li Sanniang's restaurants.

Pickled vegetables have existed in China since ancient times. Looking through various books and historical materials of Daxingshan Temple, he found that domestic pickled vegetable technology was already close to maturity during the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and there were many types that could be made, such as okra, cabbage, turnip Greens and winter melons can all be pickled. However, due to the limitation of the pickling process, a good way to preserve vegetables in winter has not been popularized. Even now, there are many pickles in the family, or People in specific areas have mastered the technology of pickling vegetables.

He had heard that Lingnan people used wild vegetables to make pickles, but he didn't know if it was true or not.

The method of pickling vegetables recorded in the ancient method is very expensive. For example, the most common and relatively cheap cabbage, if it is pickled according to the soup method, it is not affordable for ordinary people. First, the leaves of the rotten vegetables must be removed, and then "Fry it in hot soup", wash it with cold water after frying, and then stir it with salt and vinegar, it is fragrant and crisp.

It is true that it can be preserved until the beginning of spring, but who has so much money to buy oil? There is enough oil to fry Chinese cabbage, so how can they be poor?

Therefore, the pickling method recorded in the book that developed to the Southern and Northern Dynasties is expensive and has no precise process, which does not meet the two major needs of mass production and promotion in various places.

Mo Wenyuan's goal is to enable poor households to eat vegetables in winter and supplement the necessary vitamins. At the same time, they should not eat too much, or because of improper preparation methods, there will be too much nitrosamine left in the vegetables, which will cause physical damage.

It is not easy to maintain the balance of moderate consumption, and standardizing the process of pickling vegetables is also a long process, so when completing this work, he needs to cooperate with temple people to promote it.

Li Sanniang supported Mo Wenyuan with both hands and feet. It stands to reason that the beautiful pickled vegetables he made can become a means of generating income. Even if they can only be sold for a period of time, they can still earn a lot of money. , she will never stop her. In Li Sanniang's words, money must be earned, and good deeds of giving back to the society must also be done.

After getting the support of his parents, Mo Wenyuan ran to Daxingshan Temple. Before the Spring Festival, he agreed to cook porridge in Daxingshan Temple and let everyone taste Mo-style Laba porridge.When I left, I brought two cans of pickled vegetables, one can of sauerkraut and one can of sour radish.

When everyone in the temple saw him, they raised their hands and feet to welcome him. Mr. Mo Xiaolang came, and they had something to eat again!

……

The bowl was filled with Laba porridge, and there were side dishes cut into long strips lying on the porridge. Monk Huiyuan looked at Mo Wenyuan who was sitting across from him with hope in his eyes.

Monk Huiyuan is full of concentration, even when he is being looked at eagerly, he can still drink porridge calmly. He first slurped the rich and thick porridge, and then picked up the refreshing shredded radish with chopsticks and chewed it in his mouth.

The hot and sour shredded radish is mixed with the soft and glutinous porridge, which has an endless aftertaste.He let out a long sigh, not knowing whether to lament that the porridge was well cooked, or that the shredded radish was well pickled.

Another mouthful of sauerkraut, the sourness is not the sourness of unripe green tangerines, which made his tongue bitter and trembling all over. The sourness of sauerkraut is undoubtedly delicious, which suits people's tastes, and the taste is more refreshing than vinegar celery. More saliva was involuntarily secreted on the tongue, and the desire for food was maximized. He could eat two pieces of steamed cakes without a mouthful just with this dish.

Immersed in the delicious taste of sauerkraut, he did not miss Mo Wenyuan's words: "Master Huiyuan, can you promote this sauerkraut method?"

"Shuowen" has a saying: 菹, pickled vegetables, the original meaning of this word is pickled vegetables.After Huiyuan heard Mo Wenyuan's words, he immediately reacted and said, "Is this dish obtained by the method of squashing?" He held the shredded cabbage in front of his eyes with chopsticks, and looked carefully, but there was no trace of frying it!

"It is indeed obtained by the pickling method. It is different from the usual method. It is a method I learned from the northern merchants. You only need salt, a clay pot with a suitable shape, and clean pebbles to marinate."

When Monk Huiyuan heard this, he was startled: "It's so easy, what's the disadvantage?"

"Of course there are disadvantages. The vegetables marinated by this method should not be eaten too much. You can eat a small plate a day. If you eat too much over the years, you will inevitably suffer from abdominal discomfort and disease."

"In addition, although the pickling method requires few foreign substances, it has high requirements for the technique. The vat for pickling must not be unclean, and the time is more than one month, and the vegetables in the vat must be tightly packed. There must be no gaps, and the paper used to seal the vat must be thick enough..." Ling Ling always said a lot of requirements, and Monk Huiyuan didn't find it troublesome after hearing it. Compared with the expensive oil residue method, only salt is used The way to pickle delicious sauerkraut is really affordable.

After hearing what Mo Wenyuan said, he pondered: "If you eat a small amount, will it be harmless to the human body?"

Mo Wenyuan said: "If the pickled vegetables are not moldy during the pickling process, they should be harmless."

The harm of pickled vegetables is still in modern times. It was only after people realized the relationship between nitrosamine and gastric cancer that people became aware of it. However, even if they knew that pickled food is not good for people’s health, every family would still make bacon and salted vegetables during the holidays. Fish stuffed sausages, the older generation will even buy jars to pickle sauerkraut, while young people prefer the old altar sauerkraut beef noodles and sauerkraut fish seasoning packs.Excluding its fundamental function of extending the shelf life of vegetables, sauerkraut, as a rare delicacy, has been active in China for a long time.

After fully realizing that pickled vegetables are rich in varieties and very delicious, Monk Huiyuan made a decision. He asked Mo Wenyuan to stay and asked about its pros and cons, as well as Mo Wenyuan's planned promotion method.

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Li Sanniang's restaurant has launched several new dishes, some are expensive and some are cheap, and the cheap ones can even be bought as semi-finished products at the small window next to the bean curd, while the expensive ones can only be bought in the restaurant, and even the purchase is restricted.

Like Buddha jumping over the wall, there are only fifty cans a day, and nothing more.

Shen Yu walked into the restaurant with all the gentlemen he had made friends with. The seat was reserved by him a few days ago. He sat at the head of the restaurant boldly, with his head held high and his chest held high, feeling very honorable.It is not easy to determine the Buddha jumping wall in restaurants. It is said that when this dish was first launched, many people were shocked by the price of [-] yuan a can. What kind of dishes sell for [-] yuan a can?But after the first person to eat crabs tasted it, it is no exaggeration to say that its taste moved the capital. The lords of the aristocratic families scrambled to order dishes, and even the big slaves ran errands for the girls at home, fifty cans a day. The purchase restriction has caused everyone to fight for it, and Buddha Jumping Over the Wall is simply hard to find.

Shen Yu was able to order ten cups because of his friendship with Mo Wenyuan who had chatted in Luoyang, and because he was a loyal customer of Li Sanniang's restaurant, he would buy a lot of new food when he came out. Mo Wenyuan agreed to help him bring the date forward, and arranged for the Eight Buddhas to jump over the wall.

This honor, this row of noodles, how can an ordinary gentleman have it?

The staff of Li Sanniang’s restaurant has been professionally trained. He can be accurate to the second when to serve the food and when to open the lid. He and several people put the jar of Buddha Jumping Wall in front of people’s eyes, lifted the lid, and then delivered two small dishes Said: "This is a small dish from our boss." Then he retreated silently.

Where did Shen Yu hear what the waiter said, his eyes were buried in the jar, and the scallops that had soaked up the soup were pressed on the top, the color was pale and almost white, and when the tip of the chopsticks poked its surface, it trembled. Jiggly, no more bouncy than jelly.He couldn't wait to pick up the scallop and stuff it into his mouth. Its unique internal structure allowed the soup to fully infiltrate every corner of the shellfish. The skin and flesh bursting in the cross pattern was wrapped in the burnt aroma of lard, which was silky to the touch. Unlike any ingredients, it is very chewy...

Then pick up a piece of ham from the edge. The shredded ham is deep in color. The aroma of pork is mixed with the aroma of wine, fish, and beans. Let the aroma of the wine remaining in the tank evaporate more easily, and more than [-]% of it is absorbed by the shredded ham.

Abalone, fish lips, shark's fin, and fried taro are delicious. The deliciousness of meat dishes and vegetables is brought to the extreme. No wonder Buddha Tiaoqiang became popular in Chang'an after its birth. Its taste has long exceeded people's imagination.

The fellow gentleman eats poetry, but he has little talent and learning, and he choked out a doggerel: "Sanniang restaurant is famous, and the shallot and tofu are served with chicken soup. In this life, the food tastes like a fairy. The meat is delicious and the soup is delicious."

People around laughed wildly and said: "Good poetry, good poetry!"

The gentleman who made crooked poems was very proud of it, and nodded while saying: "It's easy to say."

Among them, Shen Yu, who was the only one with a bit of real knowledge, rolled his eyes, and sharpened his knife and frantically ate the side dishes. They had already eaten all of Buddha's Jumping Wall, but it was impossible to go to Li Sanniang's restaurant to only eat Buddha's Jumping Wall, and there were many other dishes on the table. , he has eaten all the dishes, the only thing he has not tried is the side dishes that were delivered, looking at the appearance, he shivered a little, but it was reed scorpion cabbage, and only the poor would eat it, but since it was served in Li Sanniang's restaurant, the same Ordinary side dishes must be different?

With the blind trust of Li Sanniang's restaurant, Shen Yu creaked and chewed sauerkraut, and his eyes became bigger and bigger: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh said that

What is this smell? !

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The man calmly faced the mad men, who were like travelers who found an oasis after walking in the desert for three days and three nights, their eyes were full of sick desire: "Is the new dish available? Give me one, no, two !"

Ever since I gave the side dish to the guest officer for tasting, countless crazy buyers are welcomed every day. The guy will shrink back at the beginning, but it is no wonder that he has practiced to this day: "If there is something for sale, it is for sale, but this dish We don’t sell it by the plate, but by the can, and it’s best not to overeat after you buy it.”

In fact, as long as the pickles have been pickled for a month, the amine nitrite involved is harmless to the human body. The pickles made by Mo Wenyuan must have been more than a month. Not only that, he also added onions and garlic when making them. These foods Both can dissolve amine nitrite. However, even if the chemical composition is guaranteed to be harmless to the human body, excessive intake of salt can still lead to various diseases, and eating too much is still not good for the body.

Shen Yu said: "Sell it by can? What kind of can, show us!"

The guy bent down and moved the clay pot directly from under his feet to the table. Everyone looked blank after seeing it. Is it such a big pot?

"There is still a small pot, if the guest officer needs it..."

"No, just the big pot, the big pot is very good!" He hugged the sauerkraut stall into his arms like burning his butt, "I want it, how much is it?"

"Thanks for looking back, fifteen coins, if you return the jar after eating, I can give you two coins."

"what?"

Shen Lang, who regards ten cents a piece of jelly as a daily snack, said that it is too cheap, right?

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Monk Huiyuan, Li Sanniang, and Mo Wenyuan had a serious talk on the promotion of pickled vegetables. From the point of view of Monk Huiyuan, the common saying can help them spread the method of pickling vegetables, but the method of dissemination is the same as "Qi Min Yao Shu". As recorded in the book, the language is vague, and it will become more vague as the common saying spreads. Using uncertain recipes to make pickles is very likely to be unsafe.

What's more, if you want to promote a dish, you must at least let the people know its goodness before promoting it again. If you don't even know what pickled vegetables taste like, even if the temple promotes it, the people may not necessarily catch a cold.

After the three-party talks, they determined the short-term development route, that is, Li Sanniang's restaurant now launches a pickle trading project to let diners know its existence.

"The quality is cheap, the taste is very delicious, and I don't have to worry about no one coming to buy it." It took only a few days for such an unusually expensive food to become famous in the capital. Pickles are cheap, and you can try them for free in the early stage. It can be applied to the whole people, and the effect can be achieved within a month.

Mo Wenyuan looked at the long queue at the entrance of the restaurant, and was very speechless. Let alone a month, even a ten-day period didn't last!

The gentleman of aristocratic family with wide sleeves thrown away, neatly dressed petty officials, women with strong arms holding earthen jars, people from any class in Chang'an City could be seen in the pickle buying team, even he could not have imagined that in such a short period of time , Pickled vegetables are very popular.

What he is worried about now is not the slow promotion, but...

"Mo Da, the pickles are almost sold out!"