Datang First Chef

The Dragon King of the South China Sea discovered that the sea area under his jurisdiction has been unusually peaceful recently.The dragon king who governs the sea area is busier than the dragon king in the river. There are not many fishermen on the sea surface, but monsters and ghosts live in the depths of the ocean. In many oceans, especially the South China Sea, there are mountains and seas such as mermaids and fishes. here.

The mermaids are better. They have developed their intelligence. Apart from living in the deep sea and eating fish, they are similar to humans. They will not disturb the Dragon King of the South China Sea too much and hinder the security of the seabed. For all kinds of fish and shrimp, as long as the squids pass by, there will be heavy rain. The Dragon King is in charge of the sea and water, but the disasters brought by the squids are predetermined by God. He can't stop them. He can only let the fish run free .

For some reason, the squids suddenly calmed down. They curled up in a small piece of sea and hid in the depths of the water. The Dragon King of the South China Sea was deeply surprised, so he went to the water to have a look, and found that someone had opened the barrier here. Thin and brittle, it is not a master's handiwork, but the squids dare not break it.

"Huh?" The Dragon King of the South China Sea looked at the fish swimming in the sea, stroked his beard, and said, "Why are they all small fish? Where are those big anchovies?" The anchovy could not speak and could not answer his question, so the Dragon King asked the shark .

Most of the sharks are women, they wear tulle and are extremely beautiful, but when they are questioned by the Dragon King, they tremble and are very frightened, as if they saw a monster that eats people.

A merman whispered softly: "They, they were eaten."

"What was eaten?" The spirits and monsters in the Book of Mountains and Seas were eaten, that was something in ancient times, and even gods and monsters would not behave like this now.

"Being, being alone, and a sheep." When the shark thought of the scene at that time, tears poured out of his eyes, and those tears condensed in mid-air, turning into round and pleasant pearls, the surface of the pearls glowing. The moist fluorescent light falls into the sea.

"That man was really cruel. He cut off the wings of an anchovy and roasted them with sheep and ate them. The fragrance was very strong, but we were very frightened."

"A fellow of the same race who was close heard their conversation, saying that they would eat all the spirits in the Shan Hai Jing. The black sheep found me and the same race, and looked at him with covetous eyes. ate him."

Dragon King of the South China Sea: "..."

So brutal!

"Just relax, let me find out who is so terrifying."

……

"Did you hear that? Talented people and strange men appear frequently in the human world, and there is another monster eater."

"I heard that it is said that the food is still monsters from mountains and seas."

"Heh! Isn't the Book of Mountains and Seas mostly a cookbook?"

The Dragon King of the South China Sea asked everywhere who ate the squid. The gods also found it incredible when they heard about it. The Book of Mountains and Seas was written by a great power in ancient times. Ordinary people do not know them, but these gods know it. This book is for the author. It is the aftertaste after eating, otherwise there would be no words such as "eat it", and it also has a descriptive taste.

Guanyin Bodhisattva heard this news by chance when he went to heaven. The combination of sheep and humans is really rare. In addition, he cooked and ate the squid. There is a familiar taste in such frenzied behavior.

He didn't take advantage of the night to look for Mo Wenyuan, and directly used the incarnation of the wise monk to find Zhongheiyang and said, "Do you eat the anchovies in the South China Sea?"

Zhong Hei Yang had just eaten anchovy meat and was eating enough, and he was in the mood to answer Huizhi's question. He bleated and said, "That's right, I'm waiting for you. It's great to eat anchovy and help the world relieve disasters." thing.

Huizhi didn't know how to react, he sighed and said: "You should take it easy while eating, don't eat up the little ghosts in the Book of Mountains and Seas, if it is so against the law of heaven."

Zhong Hei Yang stomped his hooves and said: Don't worry, I won't eat the spirits all at once just to eat them often.

After hearing this, Huizhi's expression was subtle. He didn't know whether to praise the black sheep or tell him that it was against common sense to eat Shanhaijing monsters. Moreover, did he forget that he was also a member of Shan Haijing monsters?

Be careful that one day Mo Dalang will hit you with ideas!

……

Spring is coming to an end, summer is gradually approaching with the overheated wind, the preparations for collecting sugar from the western sky are almost done, and Mo Wenyuan and his party are about to travel far.

Before the long journey, the companions must meet for a while. Mo Wenyuan took He Shiliu and the others to Daxingshan Temple to meet the rest.It's fun to say, most of the people and monks related to Xingshan Temple are on this trip, and the monks on the westward journey are most familiar with it, so the saint simply decided to let them meet in the temple.

That is to say, only the Tang Dynasty, where the Buddhist style is in full swing, can have such a thing.

Mo Wenyuan knew in advance how many companions he was traveling to the west. His old friend, monk Huikong, was going to go together. Monk Huikong was young but profound in Buddhism. Whether it is sugar refining technology or sugar cane planting technology, he has already entered the room. What he wants to go west this time is a man who is proficient in Sanskrit and versatile.

In addition, there is a Tianzhu monk from another temple. His Sanskrit name is Poroyani, and his Eastern Dharma name is Zhenshan. When they met, they nodded to each other to pay tribute.

In addition, several artisans and minor officials born in the government walked with them. These people didn't know much about their Buddhist sect, but they knew each other's names or had connections with each other. Therefore, on the day of meeting, everyone had been divided I became two factions of official origin and Buddhist origin. Listening to the dialogue between the two factions, the well water does not violate the river water.

This is not quite the same as the meeting atmosphere that Zhong Heiyang had imagined. He thought that there would be very few people collecting sugar in the Western Paradise, preferably less than Tang Xuanzang and his disciples, leaving him and Mo Wenyuan alone.After the disillusionment, he "bleat bleat bleat", the sound of bleating was full of complaints.

There are so many people walking together!

There will be delicious food on the road, and it is impossible for you and me to eat alone!

Mo Wenyuan was quite helpless, he said: "There are many people traveling together, didn't I tell you before I started? What's more, even if there are no officials, He Shiliu, Weasel Jing, Shuo Shujing still have to go Come with us." The world of two people does not exist.

Middle black sheep:! ! !

It can be said that it is very sad!

There are more than [-] envoys scattered to Tianzhu this time, and the envoys and deputy envoys are all members of the imperial court and have nothing to do with Mo Wenyuan. The safer demon-hunting and demon-killing people are not very ostentatious.

After meeting his fellow travelers, he went home and began to pack his luggage on the road. He had to bring the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, pills and scriptures to prevent demons and ghosts, as well as various props, pots, pans, and change of clothes...

After packing and packing, Li Sanniang also came in to help him pack together. She is a woman who has seen the world, and she has also traveled through half of the rivers and mountains in the Tang Dynasty, water, land, rivers, and ocean currents. She wasn't worried about Wenyuan traveling between the two capitals, or going back and forth between Jiangnan and Nanjing. However, letting him go out of the range of the Eastern Tang Dynasty and go to Tianzhu from the Western Silk Road through Kucha, the distance is far away, and the road is far away. It is impossible to worry.

If it wasn't for this trip being appointed by the sage, Mo Wenyuan himself wanted to go to the west to learn sugar making technology, and Li Sanniang might stop him from going west.

Unable to stop her, she became even more worried, and her words were full of feelings of "a son travels thousands of miles and a mother is worried", and taught him some life philosophy: "My mother knows that you have the supernatural power to subdue demons and demons, but no one knows how to travel on the road to the west. What kind of monsters will there be? Master Xuanzang encountered nine-nine-eight-one disasters, and I don’t know how many of your team will encounter them. Those officials who are with you more or less have the power to protect themselves. A magical tool that can guard against demons, when something really happens, you must not rush to the first place, but hide behind others and take advantage of the opportunity."

Zhongheiyang squatted at Mo Wenyuan's feet, and at this moment accepted Li Sanniang's instructing: "You too, I know you have the supernatural powers of heaven and earth, if anything goes wrong, just take Dalang and leave. Remember to take the envoy officials with you and leave, then only you two will escape, and we cannot say that you are wrong."

After hearing this, Mo Wenyuan was ashamed, thinking that A Niang is A Niang, her methods are really clever, and she also has unique insights on how to block Youyou's mouth, and more importantly, her suggestions are very pertinent, completely abandoning the Tang Dynasty. The rules and regulations of the monarch and his ministers, who are determined to encourage their own son to protect themselves, these words cannot be said by an ordinary woman even if she thinks about it in her heart, not to mention that A Niang taught him to save an official with the highest status.

Li Sanniang's broad vision is absolutely unmatched by others.

As for Zhongheiyang, he had already looked at Sanniang with adoring eyes, and little stars were twinkling in his eyes.

Li Sanniang said seriously: "No matter what, the most important thing when traveling west is self-protection. If something serious happens on the road and makes the road of sugar extraction impossible, then run away immediately. The sky is big and the earth is big. I'm afraid that there is a black sheep walking with you. , As for us in Chang'an, you don't have to worry, the saint today is kind and will not embarrass orphans and widowed mothers."

Mo Wenyuan finally couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, he said: "Don't think too much, aunt, there are quite a lot of monks traveling to and from Tianzhu and Tang Dynasty, and the envoys come back almost completely intact every time they go on a mission. , How can something big happen to me? And rest assured, I will take good care of myself and return to Chang'an safely."

"If it is convenient, I will also forget to send some letters in Chang'an City." He whispered, "It is not shameful to say that Zhongheiyang has similar abilities to Sun Dasheng. As long as I do not leave the border of the East, I can come back at any time." Arrived in Tianzhu After that, there was no other way, Zhong Heiyang said that Tianzhu restricted his movements, and he could not shrink into an inch.

This time, Li Sanniang didn't say anything to tell him not to abuse the black sheep's supernatural power, and said in a low voice, "Well, if something goes wrong, just come back. I will reserve your room for you, and no outsiders will be allowed to enter."

Middle Heiyang: "Baa baa baa baa baa!"

Hehehehehehehehehe, leave it to me!

Fortunately, there was no one else when the two of them were talking, and if a third person really heard it, their jaws would drop from shock.

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Unlike the Western Paradise, there is no grand ceremony before the candy-collecting team departs. It is just a few words of encouragement from the sage, and the envoys are given documents, and then they go on the road together with the treasures bestowed by the emperor.

The route they took was slightly the same as that of Tang Sanzang. They started from Chang'an and walked northwest all the way, first to Lanzhou, and then to Yumen Pass.

The Yumen Pass in the Han Dynasty was built on the endless Gobi Desert. The location of the Yumen Pass in the Tang Dynasty was slightly shifted, and it was located in Shuangtabao, Guazhou. On the new North Road, travelers do not need to detour through the Old North Road in Dunhuang.

Mo Wenyuan didn't know these things, they were all told to him by his envoy Wang Xuance.

After traveling together for only a few months, Mo Wenyuan has already gained everyone's favor. There is no other reason. His superb cooking skills are really addictive. He can cook out a pot of delicious dishes even with simple ingredients. There are those dry food that Mo Wenyuan put in his sleeves——

Instant noodles with jerky beef, sausage and sausage...every time you eat one, everyone will be shocked, why the dry food for a long journey is so delicious!

When Wang Xuance and others first saw Mo Wenyuan take out the pots and pans and the stored dry food from the universe in his sleeves, they thought that this person was really reckless, and he used magical powers to do this!

Since they can be selected into the team of envoys to Tianzhu, they have all seen the world. They have never seen or heard of magical powers such as illusions and supernatural powers, let alone Mo Wenyuan's demons and demons. His reputation is well known, and his common teachings are always closely related to Bodhisattvas, and he even has a very spiritual mount on this trip.

It's no big deal to have supernatural powers in your sleeves.

but!but!Even if an ordinary person has something in his sleeve, he still puts weapons, treasures and all kinds of expensive things. Why do the things he puts here have nothing to do with eating?

Monk Huikong and others were not surprised. They had expected that Mo Wenyuan would act like this, and the Shuoshujing and Weaseljing squatting on his shoulders even cheered.

And the accompanying officials were completely silent after eating the dishes he cooked once.

Hey, just let it go, let it go, the food is so delicious that it is worthy of using magical powers to store ingredients.

Mo Wenyuan looked at the majestic and majestic pass, and pulled out Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou poems from his only poetic memory: "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city of Wanren Mountain. Why should the Qiang flute blame the willows? The spring breeze does not pass Yumen Pass."

The words are very tragic, and he didn't really understand it when he recited this poem at school back then, but now, when he met Yumen Pass in person, he was shocked by the endless and mighty scene in front of him, and truly realized the artistic conception in the poem.

Wang Xuance said: "Don't look at the loneliness of Yumen Pass, there are also soldiers from our Tang Dynasty stationed nearby. There is a member of Qianzong here, who is stationed in the barracks. We have the documents of the Holy One in our hands, so we can rest in the barracks for one to two days."

Wang Xuance is the official envoy of the Tianzhu Mission, and his official position is Chaosan Doctor.This is also the first time to go to Tianzhu, but before leaving, he collected a lot of information, and he can tell it everywhere he goes.Mo Wenyuan loves to get along with this person very much. From his conversation, he can hear the extensive knowledge of the other party, and he is not stingy in sharing knowledge in the conversation. Mo Wenyuan has learned a lot from getting along with him.

If he understands the history, his admiration for Wang Xuance may be even deeper. He is a ruthless man who borrowed troops to destroy a small country in Tianzhu without a single soldier!

The conversation continues.

"How far am I from the barracks?"

"Just another hour or two."

"Where to go?"

"Just go straight east."

……

Wang Xuance and the others were charged with the task of sailing to Tianzhu, and their status was quite high. When they heard that the members of the mission had arrived, Mr. Qian, who was stationed at Yumen Pass, came to greet them in person.

Speaking of the monks of Daxingshan Temple, Mr. Qian's expression remained unchanged, but when he met Mo Wenyuan's name, his expression changed.

"Mo Wenyuan, you're talking about Chang'an Mo Dalang, the one who runs Li Sanniang's soy sauce shop?"

Wang Xuance had been in the capital for a long time, and he was more familiar with Li Sanniang's restaurant than Li Sanniang's soy sauce shop. Fortunately, he also helped his wife make soy sauce when he was in court, so he didn't know anything about Li Sanniang's soy sauce shop.

"Yes, that's Mo Dalang." He said and waved to Mo Wenyuan behind him to let him out.

The second monk Mo Wenyuan Zhang couldn't figure it out, what did it have to do with him?

Mr. Qian's gaze was like a torch: "You are Chang'an Mo Dalang?"

Mo Wenyuan said: "I am right."

Zhong Heiyang looked at this man's eyes and felt that it was a threat, so he moved forward to block his way forward with his not-so-magnificent body, bleating, bleating, and uttering a hostile threatening sound. Wen Yuan, the people present couldn't understand what the sheep was saying, so they thought he was very noisy.

Boss Qian suddenly laughed loudly and said, "I see you, soy sauce boy!"

Mo Wenyuan almost tripped and fell to the ground, soy sauce boy?Haven't heard of this reputation for several years?And he is no longer a soy sauce boy but a soy sauce teenager, so don't mention this earthy nickname to him.

Wang Xuance was also surprised and said: "Mr. Zhang Qian, this..."

Mr. Zhang Qian said frankly: "Wang Zhengshi doesn't know that the daily food used by the soldiers at the border, eight or nine out of ten comes from the hands of Mo Dalang." He explained, "The soy sauce is bought directly from the soy sauce shop. , and all kinds of pickled vegetables are mostly handed down from Mo Dalang, thanks to him, the food we wait for is also much better."

He sighed and said: "Soy sauce is really a god. Whether it is dipped in steamed cakes or poured on rice, it can make the food extremely delicious. Adding a sauerkraut will taste wonderful."

Another point is that sauerkraut is easy to pickle, and it can be stored for a long time after pickling. Even if the climate here in the Gobi is bad, they can still pickle sauerkraut and put sauerkraut in it. It is much easier to deliver the sauce directly.

It can be said that the food made by Mo Wenyuan has greatly improved the happiness index of the border guards and made them eat much better than before.

In this way, everyone will understand why Qian always has such an attitude. Mo Wenyuan is embarrassed to be praised all the time: "It would be great if a certain food can benefit the border soldiers." He couldn't say more. out.

The soldiers gathered together, and Mr. Qian passed the news of Mo Wenyuan's arrival to everyone. After the training, they talked about it one after another. Some of them were close to the mission's stationed team, and they even probed their brains, trying to get a glimpse of Mo Wenyuan.

"That's Mo Dalang!"

"Still a young man?"

"Hey, I thought Mo Dalang would be even taller."

"A young man is a young man. If he can make soy sauce and sauerkraut, he is young and promising."

"Indeed."

Mo Wenyuan was embarrassed to hear these people talking, and felt that the conditions at Yumen Pass were difficult. It was really not easy for these soldiers to be stationed here. He really wanted to do something for these people, so he said to Mr. Zhang Qian: "Dare to ask Mr. Qian Is there any food for the soldiers right now, the soldiers guarding the frontier have worked hard, although I am not talented, I can still show my cooking skills, so I want to cook some food and eat with the soldiers when I have a rare opportunity."

Mr. Zhang Qian, Mo Wenyuan's chef name, was probably heard of, so he agreed to Mo Wenyuan's request and led him directly to see the generals' meals.

Yumenguan is located in Liangzhou, where there are many barbarians and the weather is bad. The barbarians do not grow much grain, but they are good at herding sheep. In addition, there are large plains in the state, and there are many pastures, so the herdsmen Quite a few, and the price of sheep is relatively cheap.

The price of sheep is low, and the chances of soldiers to eat mutton are also relatively increased. Who knows that the price of mutton in Liangzhou is cheaper than vegetables.

But some eating does not mean it is delicious. The cooking technique of the mutton in the kitchen is very simple. In addition to roasting, it is steamed.Many soldiers would rather eat steamed cakes than mutton, which shows how bad the taste is.

Now Mr. Zhang Qian led Mo Wenyuan to the ingredients. Just as he thought, there were absolutely no fresh vegetables, a few sheep, and other things such as steamed cakes, soy sauce, rice flour, etc.

There are a lot of steamed cakes, and the shelf life is short. Mr. Zhang Qian said: "If you can eat steamed cakes, eat the steamed cakes first! The steamed cakes are not durable, and the hair turns green, so it is not good to eat." Even if it is not good If you eat them, you have to eat them, because the army's supplies are limited, and it is shameful to waste them.

Mo Wenyuan nodded: "Eat steamed cakes first? I get it!"

Hearing his crisp answer, Mr. Zhang Qian felt relieved, and just waited to see what kind of finished products he could make.

He said again: "These sheep are all live sheep, but do you want me to find someone to take care of them before sending them over?"

Mo Wenyuan said: "No need, I can do it by myself."

He didn't lie, with the subsidy from the God of Cooking system, and Mo Wenyuan's diligent practice, after so many years, he is almost an all-rounder, proficient in various knife and cooking techniques.

The same is true for Paodingjieyang. This is an ability he has learned since he was a child. After so many years, his skills have already reached the point of proficiency. Even a butcher may not be better at dismemberment than him!

It is rare to have a chance to make a big deal out of small things, so Mo Wenyuan will naturally not let it go.

He is equipped with the biggest knife, and Mo Wenyuan has a set of knives, whether it is a bone cutting knife that opens and closes, or a small knife that is finely carved at the end, they are all equipped.Each knife has its own usage. The biggest and longest one is specially used for cutting bones and dismantling sheep and pigs. After a year, he only uses the knife a few times.

The bone cutting machete is similar to the modern Damascus knife, and the surface of the knife is covered with patterns.It is this texture that makes the knife sharper and can perfectly separate the flesh from the flesh.

Mo Wenyuan waved it, as if he was driving a part of his own body, hands and feet, and used it freely.

The bones of the sheep were piled together, and the meat of the sheep was piled on the other side. The meat on the bones was shaved clean, and there was no trace of blood in the sun. The meat was placed in the basin according to the parts, and the bone cutter was changed Kitchen knife, start chopping.

As soon as he saw the mutton and cakes, he knew how to cook the dishes. There were so many people in the barracks that it was impossible to cook more delicate dishes. Mo Wenyuan decided to follow the practice of big pot rice, and start immediately with enough quantity and good taste.

The mutton was cut into small pieces and put into the big cauldron. Thanks to the ever-changing ability of Yi Yading, his work was much easier.

Onion, ginger and garlic are seasonings that are easy to preserve and easy to grow. Even in the distant Liangzhou, there are everything that one expects to find. Scallions are cut into sections, garlic is broken into cloves, ginger is sliced, and all kinds of seasonings are thrown into the cauldron together.

Zanthoxylum bungeanum was grown in large quantities in the Tang Dynasty when there was no chili pepper. He grabbed a large handful and threw it into the tripod. In addition, Mo Wenyuan also threw a spice, which he started to use after he walked on the Silk Road. of.

The name of this spice is Biba. The use of this kind of spice is recorded in "Qi Min Yao Shu". It was originally a spice from India, and it was brought back to the East to be planted. It has a spicy and slightly irritating taste. It is called long pepper.

The inland climate is not suitable for planting Biba. On the contrary, there are quite a few Tianzhu merchants passing through Liangzhou and other places, bringing a lot of Biba and its seeds. The local dry soil is very suitable for raising it.

When Mo Wenyuan came into contact with this kind of spice for the first time, he was shocked by its low price and similar effect to pepper, and of course, he threw it into the pot desperately without money!

There are many ways to cover up the fishy smell of mutton. Choose high-quality mutton with a light body, soak it in spices to remove the smell, slice it into thin slices and then wash it, etc., but obviously, the current situation is not suitable for these methods , so he decided to cover the fishy smell of mutton with the pungent taste of Biba. After a pot of stew, diners can only feel the deliciousness of the meat and the spiciness that makes their blood boil.

Various seasonings were mixed with the mutton. Mo Wenyuan opened a bottle of wine, opened a can of bean paste and poured it in. Then, he stirred vigorously with a big wooden stick to mix evenly.

Let the steamed cakes be handled by Zhongheiyang. His requirements are not high. It is enough to cut the steamed cakes into thin strips with a knife. fulfill his request.

The Yi Ya Ding became bigger, crisper and thinner. A small amount of oil, which the soldiers could use for a day, was poured into the Yi Ya Ding. The powerful Mo Wenyuan rippled the oil, and the pancake strips were lowered into the pot During the process, he stir-fried it with a spatula, so that the surface was dyed an attractive golden yellow.

The mutton followed closely, and they were poured into it together with the sauce. The water droplets touched the oil flower, and the frying sound of "Zi La Zi La" came to everyone's ears suddenly, and white smoke rose from the top of the pot. The cool wind in the wilderness spreads the aroma of mutton stewed pancakes in all directions.

"It smells so good!"

"What does it smell like?"

The soldiers' saliva has already gushed out of their throats!

The mutton is wrapped in bean paste and fried until brown. The sauce on the golden-yellow pie crust is crumbling, and Pibalt and other seasonings are evenly distributed in the dish, and the heat is rising.

Soldiers lined up in long queues, holding bowls to eat rice, the steamed cakes soaked with sauce became flat, a little oily flower was enough to make it bloom a tempting burnt aroma, and the bean paste on the mutton pieces was shaking , Biba's pungentness overwhelms the fishy smell, and the pure meaty aroma lingers in the nostrils.

He couldn't bear it any longer, he picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ah!

The water and wine are mixed together and squeezed into the cracks of the meat during the frying process. Each piece of mutton is more than just mutton. It also has the freshness of soy sauce, the saltiness of bean paste, and the spiciness of new spices. The meat is chewed in the mouth, and with each tooth opening and closing, more juice is squeezed out, and the teeth are full of the aroma of beans.

The taste of the steamed cakes is even better. The stir-fried noodles are supremely delicious, not to mention that they are full of soup. The shell is crispy and the inside is soft. Soldiers who know how to eat wipe it with the noodles first. The material in the bowl is then stuffed into the mouth.

This is steamed cake?This is lamb?

God knows how the mutton and steamed cakes have such a good taste!