Datang Fenghua Road

Ah Hua let out the most unpleasant scream before her death, her plump body struggled and twisted, maybe it was begging for mercy, but Aunt He Tian didn't understand animal language.

But seeing this sturdy girl wield a knife like a fly, stabbed and pulled, disemboweled, and her subordinates were neat and tidy.

it is good!There was another round of applause, killing pigs in the countryside, and the picture was a lively scene.The inside and the three floors were surrounded by water. The men looked at the knife, the women looked at the meat, and a group of little kids were drooling and cheering. They looked at the knife as well as the meat...

A cauldron has been set up next to it, and the stream is clear water. The ancient environment was not polluted. The green mountains and green waters are clear and the water quality is better than that of Nongfu Spring.

A few men chopped up a lot of wood, and the women burned pots and fires. Pieces of pork were washed casually in the creek, and thrown into the cauldron, splashing a lot of water from time to time.

Uncle Tian was called into the house by Han Yue halfway through, and when he came out again, there was already a cloth bag tied with a rope in his hand.

The cloth bag was as big as two adult fists, and Uncle Tian threw it into the cauldron neatly, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the onlookers.

"Boss Tian, ​​what did you throw into the pot just now? Wouldn't it be vinegar cloth? Oh, you're good to eat, put such a big piece of vinegar cloth in it, this pot of pork must be delicious..."

"What do you know, you know you are blind!" Uncle Tian glanced at the villagers with disdain, and said with a high air: "Vinegar cloth is a ball, and the stew is sour and salty, how can it compare with this thing? To tell you the truth, the thing I put into the pot just now is called a stewed meat bun, which contains hundreds of magical medicines, and it is a secret recipe specially used for stewed meat."

"The secret recipe for stew, and this stuff? Is it real or not?"

"Nonsense, what the third child of the Han family gave... er, no, can it be faked by Lord Hou? Let me tell you, the secret recipe for stewing meat was also invented by Lord Hou. It can also nourish the body, it is the technique taught by the gods in the dream, it is amazing."

The villagers were in an uproar, and when they heard that the secret recipe was also taught by a god, they immediately believed it.

Thinking of eating the meat cooked by the secret recipe of the gods, both eyes could not help but stare at the cauldron, secretly swallowing saliva.

Uncle Tian is also a person with good face. Seeing that the villagers were shocked, he naturally felt that he had a lot of face.Just as he was about to continue showing off, he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly he screamed and slapped his forehead with his hand.

"Boss Tian, ​​what's the matter? You're shocked?"

"Look at my memory. Just now, Lord Hou specifically told me not only to put the secret recipe in the stew, but also to put the bones in it. Hurry up, don't be idle anymore, hurry up and bring those bones over."

"Okay, then..." The villagers hesitated when they heard what Han Yue had ordered.

The sturdy pig thigh bone was smashed in half, and with a few thuds, they were also thrown into the cauldron.That's right, this is indeed what Han Yue specifically told. If you don't put the bones in the cauldron, the stew will not be too fragrant.

Four whole pork thigh bones will definitely make the stewed broth white and thick.As for the ribs and vertebrae, that stuff has been reserved for a long time.At the beginning of the pig slaughtering, Han Yue had already called a few women over and secretly taught them how to cook sweet and sour pork ribs.

In addition, there are other dishes such as pork ears with red oil, stewed large intestines, and steamed elbows.Although this product is not good at cooking, after all, it comes from later generations, and it is still clear how to enjoy a few home-cooked dishes.

This time, not only did he kill a big pig, but also a few fat sheep.In order to eat and drink well, Han Yue will naturally not be stingy with the practice of mutton soup in later generations, such as cold lamb face, spicy fried lamb intestines, and stir-fried lamb blood. Can we learn.

What, you ask where do the seasonings for cooking come from?System replacement, three packs of air transport at ten o'clock, enough for half a year.He was willing to exchange air for materials, and Han Yue was considered to have made a lot of money.

Several women who were called to learn to cook were stunned, and even Shangguanyi and Qin Qiong were stunned.Whether it was a general, a straight bachelor, or an old woman, everyone was desperately trying to remember, for fear of missing something.

I have never heard of these dish names before, and obviously they are all original creations. These are all secret recipes.

The women's knowledge is shallow, and they just want to learn these things, and then they can master a way to make money.Shangguanyi and Qin Qiong were different. The two bosses looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's hearts.

"Even the food and drink are carefully studied. The treasure in this kid's belly is probably not only the waterwheel! The county men's awards are really too few..."

Returning to Chang'an this time, no matter what, I have to go to the palace. If Your Majesty can accept this son, from now on, I will no longer have to be jealous of the secret recipes of noble families.

Inheritance for thousands of years is useless. Only by continuous innovation can we have a future.

The eyes of the two bosses lit up and became more pleasant...

"Hey, why are you two old men looking at me so unscrupulously, they are so frightened that their hearts are pounding, and there is a kind of shyness that can't be beaten by the cool breeze..." Han Yue fingered an orchid and pretended to be a first-time married daughter-in-law. The posture of the man, when he first met Lang, he was ashamed.

Vomit, vomit, the next moment, the two bosses rolled their eyes and felt nauseated. Qin Qiong's eyes widened in anger, and she said, "Shameless child, the old man misread you again, take a punch from me..."

Chapter 17 Wild Dogs Pursue Higher Than You

What is the fastest speed in the world?

If you put it in the past, Han Yue would definitely tell you the answer without saying a word... flying fire meteors, horse racing nocturnal emissions (horse racing is a professional verb, boys all know it).

The flying fire is fleeting with the wind, and the meteor is like lightning, ethereal and elusive.As for the nocturnal emission of horse racing, hehehe, it is a kind of piercing in an instant, and it is even faster.

Teenagers, let’s recall, one night you were sleeping soundly, and suddenly you yelled that you were not good, you woke up in shock, stretched out your hand to grab it, but you could only feel a sticky hand, and suddenly felt lost...

Isn't this feeling unexpectedly fast?

This kind of speed is the answer that Han Yue has insisted on for two lifetimes.

Now, however, his worldview has collapsed.

If you ask him again, he will definitely answer without hesitation: "You are paralyzed, the fastest speed in the world is the change of face of the big boss in the court. One moment you are mad and windy, and the next moment you are very Lightning and thunder, making trouble?"

Pretending to force Han Laosan to grit his teeth, cover his forehead and swear, Qin Qiong snorted and shook his hand, Shangguanyi smiled and said indifferently: "This is very good, it looks like the forehead is sharp, there is a kind of domineering... …”

"Senran is a bird, the young master was beaten by you, and the forehead is swollen, it's called swollen!"

Han Yue scolded and was angry, and was about to turn on the angry spray mode, and a wave of ridicule came, but Qin Qiong on the opposite side expected the enemy to be the first, and suddenly widened his eyes.The general is murderous, how is it not easy, the old pretending to force the criminal to tremble with fright, for fear of being beaten again, he smirked and did not dare to say a word.

I was embarrassed and didn't know what excuse to go down the steps, when I suddenly smelled the smell of meat, and heard Aunt Tian shouting: "Out of the pot, eat meat..."

Hum hum hum, you two are lucky, let's eat first.

Mighty and unyielding, his brows and eyes drooping, this shameless guy doesn't feel ashamed at all, he flattered and smiled and invited Shangguanyi and Qin Qiong to be seated.

A feast, hundreds of people, plus the twenty soldiers who accompanied the team, the scale is not huge.

It is a pity that there are only two tables, one of which was temporarily borrowed from Uncle Tian's house. Three legs are long and one is short. It needs to be cushioned with stones to balance.No way, Han Yue made his fortune too fast, material civilization could not keep up with the rhythm of making money, and there was no time to buy furniture.

Fortunately, people in Guanzhong like to squat in front of the door to eat, and they don't pay much attention to this. Otherwise, the tables, chairs and benches needed for hundreds of people to eat are enough for Han Yue to have a headache for a long time.

Open rice, eat meat, drink soup, and serve pancakes.

Several women came over with baskets of beaten dead flour cakes. Adults and children could eat as much as they wanted. Since the waterwheel mill was put into operation, dead flour cakes have long been the staple food of Hanjiazhuang.

The villagers each brought bowls and chopsticks from their homes, and Aunt Tian stood by the pot with a large spoon in hand.To say that other shrews are doing things in a big way, no matter who brings the bowl over, it is full of spoonfuls, and there is meat and soup. Go, remember to thank the third child of the Han family, or I will kill you alive..."

Han Yue happened to be here to serve the meal, and when he heard the words, he stumbled and asked the heavens without a word.

"These old ladies are completely incapacitated, and even win people's hearts and make a reincarnation of a mountain eagle. Qin Qiong is not as fierce as you. If this goes on, it won't take half a year for the reputation of the Han family to stink on the street!"

Complaining is complaining. He also knows that Aunt Han is such a thing. He hopes that she will one day hold an orchid and smile with you. I'm sorry, in such a situation, you can only find it in your dreams, and even if you are dreaming, you have to Dreams for hundreds of years may not be able to dream.

Forget it, just be sturdy, it's not my woman, let her go.

Han Yue rolled his eyes, moved the big bowl forward in his hand, and said, "Auntie, take half a pork thigh bone, no meat..."

Before he finished speaking, he only heard a bang, feeling his hands sink, and the bowl was already full.

Otherwise, the aunt is the aunt. The movements are always so clean and neat, but unfortunately the comprehension ability is a bit poor. What I want is a big bone stick with bone marrow. What is the matter with you giving me a big bowl of lean meat?

"Auntie, what I want is bone..." Han Yue held a bowl and resisted weakly, and he was only halfway through his words, but was interrupted by Aunt Tian's violent drink: "What do you want, kill a pig and invite someone to eat, if you feel bad or what? , who came here specifically for disgusting people? Don’t eat good meat, but have to eat bones. Wild dogs are more ambitious than you. Go back to the house and eat meat well, and entertain the officials of the court…”