Datang First Chef

Even Mo Wenyuan couldn't resist being questioned by many smeared men.

Men in the Tang Dynasty were notoriously fashionable and beautiful, especially in the literati circle. How can visitors and friends not apply face cream and lip balm?Therefore, it is understandable that they clamor for beauty treatment.

There were a lot of protests, and Mo Wenyuan was also calm: "The restaurants are only not allowed to enter the restaurant. If you buy it at the window, you are allowed to buy it. Is it okay to take it home to eat after buying it?"

The knowledgeable Lang Jun said: "Take it away and eat it. How can it taste better than just making it? What's more, I heard that the restaurant where the girls go in and out is very elegantly built, which is by no means comparable to Li Sanniang's restaurant." Speaking of these words They couldn't help feeling resentful, "How can a girl be treated like this?" They felt that they were treated with contempt.

Mo Wenyuan said: "Auntie is also a girl. Since she built this place, it is normal for it to be elegant. Don't think too much about it." Go, women are not allowed to shop?" So don't complain about the appearance of a women's salon.

The refined gentlemen were still not very happy after hearing this, but seeing that Mo Wenyuan was very determined and did not intend to sell the food, the new restaurant was still a girl's world, so I didn't say much, so I had to leave disappointed.

Mo Wenyuan heaved a sigh of relief, and happened to see the sheep dawdling behind him, so he sighed: "Sheep, don't be like them!"

It's already beautiful enough, so don't be a monster!

……

Beauty and food really took a lot of time, even if the man I found was good at craftsmanship, they quickly cleaned up the yard specially built for girls, and by the time the dust settled, several months had passed.

In the past few months, the research and development of cans has not been given up, but Mo Wenyuan has turned into a hands-off cabinet and left the big work to the craftsmen.

Wang Liang was bored in the workshop every day, studying the material of cork, and finally came up with results. When he confirmed that the new batch of cans could be stored for two months, he excitedly showed the cork to Mo Wenyuan.

"In terms of airtightness, this cork is the best."

A cork was quietly displayed in his hand. Mo Wenyuan looked at it, but couldn't tell the difference between it and other wood.

He is not ashamed to ask, and he has always known that there is a reason to specialize in art, so he said: "How is this thing different from the one used before?"

Wang Liang said: "Mo Dalang doesn't know that this cork is made of oak wood."

Oak wood is not a very rare species. It is planted in the south of the Qinling Mountains and the south of the Yangtze River. Its price is not very high, and it is a relatively common wood.

Mo Wenyuan has no research on wood, but if he really wants to study its quality in detail, he has to mention oak, a foreign tree that is widely used in modern times and is very common.

The texture of oak wood is very similar to oak.

Oak is widely used. Many furniture are made of oak, and the cork, which is known as "the patron saint of wine", is also made of it.

Wang Liang sighed: "Don't look at this small cork, but it is not easy to make. Only oak trees over [-] years old can be used to make cork, and the quality may not be very good."

During the production process, a series of effects such as air-drying, soaking, punching, and polishing have to be performed. Even professionals feel scalp numb.

Not to mention that in the Tang Dynasty, there was no special cork. Although Wang Liang was a carpenter, he also made more utensils. To help Mo Wenyuan this time, he was ordered in the face of danger.

"Fortunately, this thing has been made!"

Thinking that such a small object could keep fresh food for more than two months, Wang Liang felt deeply that he had done a great thing and it was very honorable. When he was talking to Mo Wenyuan, his cheeks glowed red.

Mo Wenyuan also couldn't figure it out, he sighed: "It's really hard work!"

"Using this thing, the food in the jar can be preserved for up to two months?"

"Yes, but two months is just my last attempt. I have already researched the shape of the jar, the texture of the cork, and the material of the cork. Now I am putting a few batches of food, and I am going to wait until March, April, and May. Let’s see how long it can last.”

Without testing, they don't know the final effect.

"Then how to put the cork into the bottle?" This is another question that Mo Wenyuan is concerned about. It can't be forced into the mouth of the jar by manpower, right?

Wang Liang said: "Dare to ask Mo Dalang to relax. Compared with the cork, this is a trivial matter, but it is enough to make a utensil." Put it in a jar and heat it up, then put the plug into the mouth, and find a plate on the pressure tool, and then it can be plugged tightly."

When Mo Wenyuan heard this, he suddenly found another problem.

He couldn't help asking: "The cork is too tight, how to open the can?" He thought of the modern red wine cork, which needs a special can opener to open it, and he didn't believe that the cork was so tight that it could be opened manually.

Wang Liang: "..."

Oh yes!

Every time they open it, it takes a lot of effort, and sometimes they even smash the can, but if this thing is really put on sale, the can must be used repeatedly, that is, their way of opening the can is Very useless.

Mo Wenyuan and Wang Liang stared wide-eyed.

In the end, it was Mo Wenyuan who sighed first: "It depends on how to make a cheap and high-quality can opener!"

He thought silently in his heart, as expected, the knowledge of food is extensive and profound. If he wants to make canned food, he needs to know a series of knowledge about chemistry and physics. Canned food that can be popularized is really a long way to go!

……

In Daxingshan Temple in Chang'an City, monk Huikong received a letter from Jiangnan.

How old is he? The spark of wisdom that flashed made them cross the boundaries of age and become real friends who never forget their age.

Both of them are diligent and studious people. Apart from specializing in their own way, they have learned superficially in many other fields. Their rich knowledge makes their vision not only limited to cooking or Buddhism, especially Huikong. He has learned from hundreds of schools, is talented and intelligent, has a wide range of knowledge, and has a strong ability to accept.

Mo Wenyuan knew that his friend had done a little research on Luban's way, and he never followed the old chapters, but could give full play to his subjective creativity, so he wrote a book and asked him to come to Jiangnan to help him.

After reading the letter at a glance, Huikong made a decision without even the slightest hesitation, and wanted to go to the south of the Yangtze River to help Mo Wenyuan.

When he first went to Master Huiyuan to report to Mingci, he wanted to leave.

When Seng Liao found Master Huiyuan, Hui Kong was still shocked, he knelt on the mat and nodded to the two masters in the room: "Senior Brother Huiyuan, Senior Brother Huizhi."

Monk Huizhi has always been elusive. Even the people in the temple often don't know whether he is sitting in meditation in Daxingshan Temple, or traveling, or wandering around to cast down demons. He was very surprised to see people this time.

Huiyuan said: "Junior Brother Huikong, is there something wrong?"

Huikong said: "I received a letter from Mo Dalang, which stated that he is making something called 'canned food'. More than a month."

Hearing his words, the eyes of the two monks widened, especially Huizhi.

Inside him is Guanyin Bodhisattva, who has mastered many spells. It is very simple for immortals to preserve and eat food, just put it in their sleeves, but it is as difficult as ascending to heaven for non-immortals to master this method.

In his opinion, Mo Wenyuan's research is to pass on the methods unique to the gods to all living beings with ingenious techniques.Make it accessible to everyone.

This is much more powerful than the magic of the gods.

Monk Huiyuan said: "If this method is available, wouldn't there be fresh vegetables to eat in winter, and even in the north and south where there is no harvest, you can still taste the delicacies of the south of the Central Plains?"

"According to what Mo Dalang said, I'm afraid that's the case."

The two mages gasped, and mage Huiyuan said, "If Mo Dalang really made this thing, then the real skill will last forever."

Huizhi had no choice but to add from the side: "What Mo Dalang has done now has already made great achievements for thousands of years, and its name will go down in history."

He secretly poked in his heart and added: If you work harder, you can even become a god!

Monk Huikong said: "He encountered an incomprehensible matter. He said in the letter that I have done a lot of research on this matter, so he wanted me to help him."

"I have no objection to Mo Dalang's words, so I bid farewell here, and I will go to Jiangnan to help him in a few days."

Master Huiyuan nodded and said, "Just go!"

Just as Huikong was about to leave, Huizhi spoke. The Guanyin Bodhisattva inside pondered for a long time, and finally prepared to introduce someone.

He said: "Wait a minute."

Huikong paused.

"I have a friend who is also very knowledgeable about strange skills and ingenuity. Among the living people, it is difficult to surpass him."

"This person has admired Mo Dalang for a long time, and he had hoped for me to recommend him a long time ago. Because Mo Dalang was far away from Chang'an, he really couldn't find the opportunity."

"I have a heartfelt request to go to Jiangnan this time. I hope that Junior Brother Huikong can take my friend with me. It will definitely be beneficial."

Hui Kong immediately nodded and said, "Great kindness."

"Mo Dalang said in his letter that if I have skilled craftsmen I know well and are willing to study this matter together, I will bring them all. If I solve the problem, I will definitely be rewarded with a lot of money. When the canned food comes out in the future, it will also help him become famous."

With both fame and fortune, even craftsmen who have never met Mo Wenyuan are willing to help.

Master Huizhi smiled and said: "My friend is different from ordinary people. He has neither fame nor fortune in his eyes, nor is he obsessed with money. He just likes to study skills. If the canned food is as magical as you said, it can help Mo Dalang. It is what he wishes, not to mention the reward."

Not to mention the monk Huikong, even the monk Huiyuan would be awe-inspiring when he listened to him.

"It's really a romantic celebrity!"

……

Monk Huizhi, or the person recommended by Guanyin Bodhisattva who is proficient in strange skills and obscenity, has a relationship with Mo Wenyuan.

Taking advantage of the night, he took off his wise skin and flew to the heavenly court, where he directly found Shennong, a tall and bronze-skinned Shennong.

Shen Nong is the Yan Emperor, and in the Heavenly Court where talented people come forth in large numbers, they are all real geniuses. According to the legend, he established more than half of the human civilization in ancient times.

Tasting herbs for medical treatment; slash-and-burn farming, reclaiming fields; making pottery and cooking, broadening the diet...

Shennong is the real all-rounder!Physician, agronomist, inventor, many names.

Seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva looking for him, Shennong was also very surprised, and asked directly, "Why are you looking for me?"

Guanyin told about the invention that Mo Wenyuan was working on at this time, and as he expected, Shennong responded immediately: "Success!"

"I'm going down to earth immediately."

……

Monk Huikong and Shennong traveled to the south of the Yangtze River by water, and they had a lot of exchanges along the way. Needless to say, Huikong was already impressed by his rich knowledge.

Shennong thought that the human race is indeed full of talents.

He himself was once a member of the human race.

Mo Wenyuan took the time to ride the black sheep to the port, and he was not surprised to see Shennong. He only thought that Shennong was found by Huikong, an excellent craftsman who could help him.

When the big black sheep saw Shennong, he felt familiar, but didn't recognize him.

He has inherited memories, but most of the immortals in the inherited memories existed innately. Shennong was once the leader of the human tribe, and Taotie's predecessor was only related to him once, so he didn't have a deep impression on him.

Mo Wenyuan and Hui Kong hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they greeted each other first, and changed their ways casually: "This..."

"It's a friend of brother Huizhi, who is proficient in Luban's way."

Shennong nodded and said, "Just call me Lianshan."

The Shennong family has many aliases, such as Lianshan, Lieshan, and Kuikui. You only need to find some popular ones as an excuse. Sure enough, neither Mo Wenyuan nor Big Black Sheep felt that there was any problem after hearing it.

Before he became a god, he was a human being, and if he had the heart, he could absorb the supernatural power in his body. Even the big black sheep, whose five senses were so sensitive, didn't feel much. Researching the progress, he also talked about the problems that made things difficult for them, he said: "I want to make something that can be opened."

He said: "Not only must it be able to be made, but the raw materials must not be expensive, and must be affordable for every household." Mo Wenyuan knew well that it was not difficult to make it, but the trouble was the latter, the way to reduce costs The requirements made material selection a big problem.

After hearing this, Hui Kong and Shen Nong didn't think there was any problem, and they even understood Mo Wenyuan's thoughts very well.

"There are too many raw materials, let's try them one by one."

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When it comes to technical work, Mo Wenyuan is not easy to intervene. Seeing that Huikong and Shennong have taken root in the workshop, eating and living with other craftsmen, and he has nothing to do when he is alone, so he thinks about ways to put it in cans Food for sale.

Ordinary dishes can be put into cans, but on the basis of eating and preservation, these foods also have more elements of enjoyment, and the price must be much higher. To investigate the reason for the birth of cans, the more important thing is to store and keep fresh , there is still enough.

Mo Wenyuan stood in front of the stove, bubbling with melancholic snot, the big black sheep looked at him, and yelled "baa baa baa baa baa".

Mo Xiaoyuan, what's wrong?

Mo Wenyuan heaved a long sigh and said, "It's nothing, but shouldn't I be a cook who studies the world's delicacies?" Now it has developed in an all-round way, and a hundred flowers are blooming. It has risen from simple cooking to food for civilian use.

But will he not study it?How is it possible, after all, Mo Wenyuan still has the heart of benefiting the country and the people, otherwise he would be fine cooking, why bother to study canned food while taking sugar from the west?

The big black sheep didn't understand his words very well, tilted his head, and bleated in doubt, but Mo Wenyuan stopped sighing, stretched his waist and cheered up and said, "Let's go, sheep, let's pick pigs together." !"

……

After the sheep became the big black sheep, its ability has been significantly improved.

In the past, he was only good at food materials, such as picking food materials and picking fields, but after he became an adult, he also had a lot of research in animal husbandry, as if he had taken Shennong's job.

In the fish pond he looked at, the fish grew very well, and in the pig pen where he often walked, the pigs grew very fat.

At the beginning, Mo Wenyuan knew that sheep had this function, and thought it was quite unreasonable, but after a long time, he had to accept it, so he could only tell himself in private that this is also a skill of the fairy family.

Immortals:? ? ?

No, no, without this ability, it's because the Taotie has mutated!

Big Black Sheep: In order to eat delicious food, I pay a lot.

With the big black sheep around, the pig who felt his future destiny didn't even struggle, and walked away with Mo Wenyuan trembling.

Mo Wenyuan gave a thumbs up to the big black sheep next to him who seemed to be suppressing: "As expected of a sheep, it's really reliable!"

The sheep proudly raised its little horns.

How to capture the heart of a cook, of course, is to provide him with the convenience of working with various ingredients!

If, if you are not satisfied with the general quality, you can eat it if you want!

Yang firmly believes that even if he is the food material, he is the sheep with the best quality!

After tidying up the pigs, Mo Wenyuan was ready to do the canning experiment. The sheep watched him work, and "baa baa baa baa" strangely.

Mo Xiaoyuan, what do you want to eat?

He should be surprised. In the past, when Mo Wenyuan slaughtered pigs, he would divide the pigs carefully according to their parts. The ribs belonged to the ribs, the legs belonged to the legs, and the pig's feet belonged to the pig's feet. In his words , the firmness and taste of each part of the meat are all different, and the cooking should be adapted to local conditions.

However, this time, Mo Wenyuan didn't make a detailed distinction. Except for the pig's head and pig's tail, the meat on it was handled in a simple and rough manner. All the meat was labeled, and it was just "pork". .

Hearing that Mo Wenyuan scratched his cheek with his fingers, he was not satisfied with the simple and rude way of dealing with it: "This time the food is not super delicious, but it can enter thousands of households, so that people with little money Ordinary people, as well as soldiers far away at the border, can taste the meat at any time."

He paused and said, "The method is simpler and rougher, even the leftovers from the pig can be used to complete this dish."

That's right, what Mo Wenyuan wanted to do was the luncheon meat that had played a huge role in the battlefield and was born as a convenience food!

……

I am ashamed to say that Mo Wenyuan is a cook, and he cooks big dishes. An exquisite Shanghai cuisine cook should have a higher aesthetic taste in food. He should not eat any junk food or convenience food.

It is a pity that, behind the halo of a young talented celebrity chef, there is another point, that is, he is also a modern teenager. Junk food and convenience food are one of the joys of his life, so even when he eats hot pot, he is often caught by luncheon meat. The spices in the meat are so poisonous that the tip of the tongue is numb, but he himself likes the cheap and delicious luncheon meat.

Not to mention, if you consider the cost and the applicability of canning, luncheon meat is definitely the most suitable food!

With this in mind, Mo Wenyuan directly used a custom-made clay pot to make this object.

Pottery pots are custom-made in batches, specially made for canned food. In the past, he cooked food in ordinary pots and then put them into small earthen pots. He never used this thing for cooking.

The big black sheep watched Mo Wenyuan's movements, and opened his eyes involuntarily.

Mo Wenyuan said: "Can you help me do it together?"

This is the first time in more than [-] years that he invites the big black sheep to wash his hands and make soup with him, and the sheep's eyeballs, which are already wide-eyed, are almost out of frame!

"This...but you don't want to?"

"I wish I wish!"

It was no longer the voice of baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa baa, but Tao Tie's clear and cold human voice, he was like a young man who missed a second and never came again, he rolled up his sleeves and stood there Mo Wenyuan stood next to him, his eyes wandering among the many objects on the stove.

"What do you want me to do?"

"If it's you, I'm afraid you won't be able to use the stove." He picked off all the available meat from the pig with a sharp knife, cut it into pieces and put it in the basin. "I want to chop this meat into puree." .”

"Leave it to me!"

Taotie breathed out, and the little whirlwind came out of his mouth, and the meat turned into even fine pieces after a while, even if Mo Wenyuan chopped the meat himself, it was not as good as him.

Mung bean starch, wheat flour, eggs, and water are mixed in a bucket to form a batter. If more water is added, the batter looks thin, but it is thick when stirred.

Mix the batter with the meat and stir it directly with a thick wooden stick.

Ginger paste, sugar, salt, oyster sauce, cooking wine, light soy sauce, vegetable oil, and many seasonings are mixed with water and poured into the bucket, and stirred again.

The sheep shook his head, and with excitement on his face, he said to Mo Wenyuan, "What else should I do?"

Mo Wenyuan showed a kind smile and said, "It's already done."

sheep:? ? ?

The meat paste is put into earthen jars, and each jar is tightly stuffed. The jars filled with meat are directly steamed in the pot. A small part of the finished products are taken away by the craftsmen for the purpose of measuring the preservation time, and the rest are kept. In situ, distributed to people to eat.

Mo Wenyuan said to the dazed big black sheep: "How do you want to eat it, pour it out and slice it or just dig it with a spoon?"

The big black sheep came back to his senses and stumbled: "This, this can be eaten?"

Mo Wenyuan looked at him with a funny face and said: "This is not edible, what can I eat?" He directly stuffed the jar into the sheep's hand, "The recipe is simple, delicious, and has a strong sense of satiety. Meaty, eat and see!"

Yang Wuyuan was a little aggrieved: "You and I are cooperating in front of the hall for the first time, but you actually made this thing, why don't you cook some exquisite food?"

Mo Wenyuan is not afraid to discourage his enthusiasm: "If you eat exquisite food, you won't be allowed to do it."

Big Black Sheep: Prick, prick your heart!

My heart is full of resentment, like a volcano about to move, the magma is constantly churning, and bubbles are popping up one after another.He turned grief and anger into strength, and suddenly dug a spoonful of meat into his mouth.

Ok?

It's not unpalatable? !

Commenting on his harsh tongue, the addition of batter made the meat lose its rough taste, smoothed over the head, quite cheap, but the right seasoning magnified the aroma of the pork, and the addition of artificial seasoning made the tasteless pork burst A not-too-exaggerated fresh fragrance burst out.

Mo Wenyuan laughed and said, "What, isn't it hard to swallow?"

Big Black Sheep said: "The taste is mediocre, it's not worth the effort, but compared to ordinary people's crude food, this food tastes good." What's more, the method is simple, the meat used is not much, and the cost can be reduced. control.

Listening to Mo Wenyuan talking about the essentials of those canned food every day, he can understand the other party's painstaking efforts.

In addition, there is also a blindness that makes luncheon meat unusual in the hearts of sheep.

……

It was already late at night, but the Huizhi monk in Daxingshan Temple wanted Feng Xu to take advantage of the wind, and returned to Bodhi Mountain at night. How could he know that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is one foot tall, but he was blocked by the enthusiastic gluttonous.

Taotie: "Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva, it's the first time I cook with Mo Xiaoyuan recently. It's called Lunch Meat. It's delicious!"

Buddha:"……"

Please let me go!

I really don't want to be your adolescent tree hole!