After the salted fish is married

Duck Blood Fan Soup

After a few thunderclaps, heavy rain fell from the sky.After a while, the rainwater under the eaves of the corridor poured down in a column of water, and the sky and the earth were filled with the sound of crashing rain, and the corridor facing the courtyard was quickly soaked by rainwater.

Hearing the sound of the rain, Ji Song raised the corners of his lips and saw light in his eyes: "God finally gave the people of Liangzhou a way to survive." This rain came too timely. According to this rain force, it only needs to fall for more than half an hour, and most of the crops will be destroyed. It will be saved.At this time, he only hoped that the heavy rain would last for a while, so that the crops that had been dry for a long time could drink a few sips of rainwater.

Yan Xining was sitting opposite Ji Song. He propped his chin and squinted his eyes to look at the courtyard under the rain curtain: "There is no way out of the sky, this rain will definitely last for a long time." When the thunder just fell, he saw the thick Cloud cover.Relying on previous experience, Yan Xining concluded that the rain must be heavy.

Ji Song picked up the beef noodles in front of him with his chopsticks. In fact, he ate a lot of stewed beef brisket with potatoes in the afternoon, and he was not very hungry at this time.However, listening to the sound of the rain, his mood relaxed, and his stomach started to growl.

Just as he was about to feast, he looked up at Yan Xining, only to see his princess squinting and looking at the courtyard comfortably.Ji Song stirred the noodle bowl, picked up a few pieces of meat and handed it to Yan Xining's lips: "Ah Ning, open your mouth."

Yan Xining turned her head to look, only to see a few extra slices of beef protruding from her lips.Ji Song held up the long chopsticks and looked at him tenderly, "Come with me to eat."

If Ah Ning was simply asked to eat meat, he would definitely not eat it.But as long as he has a relationship with himself, Ah Ning will definitely agree.During this period of time, Ji Song has already figured out the temperament of his princess.

Sure enough, Yan Xining smiled and opened his mouth to take the mouthful of meat. I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the meat slices in the beef noodles were extraordinarily delicious.Seeing that Yan Xining was eating deliciously, Ji Song took two more pieces of meat and put them in his mouth: "I heard from Wu Chengkai that you went to see the beheading this afternoon?"

Yan Xining chewed the meat and nodded embarrassedly: "Yes, did I cause trouble for General Wu?"

Ji Song smiled and said, "It's not troublesome, but I didn't expect you to go to that kind of place. Liangzhou is not very stable now, so you have to pay attention to safety when you go out."

Yan Xining's chest was hot, and he said softly: "The people in Pingchang City are very nice. Today they recognized me and sent me a lot of vegetables and fruits. Rong Chuan, I am ashamed. I think I have done too much for them. Less, and they've been so nice to me, I'm ashamed of it."

Those melons, fruits and vegetables were given to the soldiers of the Chiling Army by him. He felt that he was not qualified to eat what the people gave him: "I have been thinking about one thing since I came back from the execution ground, that is, what can I do for the people of Liangzhou? What are the common people doing? After thinking about it, I feel that I can do too little.”

He knows the modern knowledge and doesn't know why. If he teaches the people of Chu and Liao rashly, it may cause disaster.Moreover, he always felt that he was a butterfly that had strayed into Chu Liao by mistake. His wings could not be flapped too much, otherwise it would lead to unimaginable disasters.

Ji Song understood Yan Xining's difficulties, the things Aning said were too unbelievable, and people of his age could not understand and accept them.This is not Aning's fault, it is caused by the general environment.

Seeing that his sweetheart was so distressed, Ji Song stretched out his hand and touched his cheek to comfort him, "It's good that you are here. It's the Liangzhou officials who should think about this issue, so you don't need to be under any pressure. Besides, And me, you don't have to worry." In his opinion, his princess already loves the people more than most officials, and with him by his side, no matter how tired he is, he can cheer up quickly.

Yan Xining smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Ji Song's hand, taking the opportunity to rub his face against the rough palm a few times: "I believe you. Stop talking, eat noodles, the noodles are getting lumpy."

Just as Ji Song and the others expected, it rained heavily for two days and three nights, and the land, which had been thirsty for two months, finally ushered in life.When the rain is over and the sky clears up, the crops in the field will no longer be as drooping as they were a few days ago.There are drops of water on their leaves. Standing on the field and looking around, the green eyes fluctuate with the breeze.

The river channel was almost dry to the bottom, but after a heavy rain, there was rushing water in the river channel again.The heavy rain not only alleviated the drought but also brought coolness. The sky washed by the rain was blue, and when I looked up, I saw white clouds floating in the sky.

After a rainstorm, Yan Xining felt the breath of autumn. When she opened the door in the morning, it was even cooler outside than inside with an ice bucket.

During the time after the rain stopped, Ji Song was so busy that he never touched the ground. Every day he went out early and didn't come back until it was dark.Before dawn today, Ji Song went out with the guards, and around noon, he asked the guards to deliver a bamboo basket to the palace.

Before getting close to the bamboo basket, Yan Xining heard the cries of ducks coming from inside the basket. He was very pleasantly surprised: "Where did the ducks come from?" Looking through the gap between the bamboo baskets, he saw more than a dozen ducks in the basket.The ducks are not in very good spirits, a little listless.

The guard explained: "These are ducks sent by King Chu of Sizhou. These ducks are wounded and won't survive long. The master asked his subordinates to send them to the princess, saying that she will do what she wants."

The locust plague in Liangzhou urgently needs ducks, but late summer and early autumn are not the seasons for ducks to reproduce.It would take a month to hatch ducklings, and one month later the locust plague in Liangzhou did not know what would happen.Therefore, after discovering that ducks can eat locusts, Ji Song sent letters to Feige, the governor of several surrounding states, hoping that they would support the ducks in exterminating the locusts.

Of course, Ji Song didn't forget to hand over the booklet to the capital. In fact, the pigeons flew to the capital one after another during this time.Although Emperor Pingyuan did too much to Concubine Mei, he was still Ji Song's father and the king of Chu Liao.Ji Song must let Emperor Pingyuan understand the situation and situation in Liangzhou clearly.

Who did he kill and what did he do, let Emperor Pingyuan know.If he was before, he might not have such concerns, but now he understands that the emperor's suspicion and concerns are terrible, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for no reason.

Liangzhou was too far away from the capital, and it would take a month or two for Emperor Pingyuan to send people after he received the booklet. Therefore, the imperial court could not be expected to treat the locust plague.Fortunately, King Chu of Sizhou reacted promptly and efficiently. In less than ten days, he gathered [-] ducks and traveled to Liangzhou by water.The ducks landed at the Liangzhou Wharf last night, and at this time they have gone to the fields of the two counties with the most locusts to eat locusts.

Fifty thousand ducks is not a lot, but it can already relieve some of the pressure.The most wonderful thing is that the king of Chu sent his cronies to tell Ji Song that he was already hurrying up to hatch the ducklings, and the ducklings would be shipped to Liangzhou in one month.In addition to Liangzhou's native ducks and hatching duck eggs, there will be no locusts in Liangzhou's fields in a month.

Yan Xining gratefully accepted the bamboo basket: "The king of Chu is really kind."

When they left Sizhou before, the Chu king and his wife warmly entertained them.When they left Sizhou, their husband and wife gave them a lot of supplies, and now they have sent another [-] ducks to relieve Ji Song's serious problem.This deep friendship moved Yan Xining, and when Liangzhou was peaceful in the future, he would definitely invite Chu Wang's family to play in Liangzhou.

After the guard finished speaking, he left, leaving Yan Xining and Bai Tao staring at a basket of ducks.After a moment of silence, the two dumped the ducks in the crate into the small courtyard. Just as the guard said, these ducks were injured, and several of their necks could hardly be lifted.

Yan Xining sorted it out, and he kept the few ducks that were still alive in the yard. Looking at the ducks that were not in good condition, he thought for a while and asked, "Bai Tao, have you ever eaten salted duck? "

Bai Tao nodded happily: "Of course I've eaten it!" The salted duck is a specialty of the capital, the skin is crispy and the meat is tender, and it tastes delicious. You can walk a few steps in the capital to see a shop selling ducks.People in the capital love to eat ducks, and they often joke that no duck can get out of the capital alive.

In addition to salted duck, there is another delicacy in the capital that Bai Tao has been thinking about all the time: "Master, I really want to eat old duck vermicelli soup from Fu Xing Ji's."

Fu Xing Ji is a shop in the south of Rong Wang's Mansion. This shop is not big, but the taste of the duck blood vermicelli soup it makes is unique.Bai Tao would sneak out to eat a bowl of vermicelli whenever he was free, and of course he would not forget to pack a bowl for his young master.As soon as the duck blood vermicelli soup was mentioned, his mouth began to salivate.

Yan Xining waved his hand: "Okay, let's make salted duck and duck blood vermicelli soup. Let's go, let's kill the duck."

It has been more than a month since he left the capital, and Yan Xining originally thought that he didn't have too much affection for the capital.But when discussing the delicacies in the capital with Bai Taoyi, his heart felt sour and he couldn't tell what it was like.It felt like when he lived in high school. Although he had teachers and classmates around him, he was very uncomfortable and homesick when he first lived in school.

Yan Xining touched her chest and suppressed the sore feeling in her chest, it turned out that this was homesickness.He originally thought that he would not miss his homeland, but he still overestimated himself.

The ducks sent by the King of Chu were a local breed in Sizhou. They were not big, and they were not fed with feed. The adult ducks only weighed three or four catties.The duck with its hair and internal organs removed was light in the hand. After seven or eight ducks were slaughtered, the duck meat was filled into a basket.

Although the duck is not big, the quality is very good.Under the golden sebum is tight dark red lean meat, without any smell of fishy smell, completely different from those fat and strong Muscovy ducks in modern times.

Yan Xining took three ducks to make duck blood vermicelli soup. He cut the ducks into large pieces and put them into the pot, then added a large pot of water: "Bitao, turn on the fire."

There is no chimney on the stove in Liangzhou, so when the fire is burning, the smoke can only flow out along the stove.Bai Tao skillfully sat behind the stove and started a fire. The fire was so intense that the smoke from the stove came towards him, making him cough several times: "It's so choking. Master, I still like the one in Wenzhangyuan." Hearth."

Yan Xining comforted: "This kind of stove is also very good. If we make bacon sausages this winter, we can hang them on the stove. The smoke from the smoke can make the bacon sausages delicious."

Bai Tao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Yan Xining nodded affirmatively: "Yes." He went to the kitchen of the Wangfu to see that there were several pig legs hanging on the stove used by Lao Zhang, each pig leg was blackened and hard from smoke, it looked delicious .

However, Bai Tao still couldn't control his grievance. He stared at the flames in the stove with dim eyes: "The trunk of the camphor tree we repaired hasn't been burned yet." It was the firewood that he and the young master worked hard for several days to sort out. I don't know if there is any chance to go back in this life.

Yan Xining understood what Bai Tao meant, so he could only comfort him: "It's okay, there will be a chance."

Only the duck and the fishy three-piece set were put in the pot. After the water was boiled and the foam was removed, Bai Tao put two thick logs in the stove: "Master, the old duck soup really needs to be stewed for three or four hours. Is it? Wouldn’t the duck be stewed and melted?”

Yan Xining was happy: "Did you see duck meat when you ate duck blood vermicelli soup?"

Bai Tao recalled that the vermicelli soup he usually ate contained only duck offal and duck blood, and he had never seen meat: "That's right... no wonder the old duck soup is so fresh, it turns out that the duck must be boiled to taste better."

Although he was a bit reluctant to part with the duck in the pot, when he thought of the delicious duck blood vermicelli soup, Bai Tao felt it was not a pity.

The remaining five were drained of blood in the bamboo basket that Yan Xining put aside. After the duck soup was boiled, the blood was almost drained.It was time to marinate the ducks. Yan Xining found several kinds of spices from a cupboard on one side, and of course salt was essential.

Stir fry the spices and salt in a hot pan. When the aroma of the salt grains changes color and the spices are fully developed, the seasoning for the marinated duck is ready.At this time, it is necessary to spread the fried salt evenly on the inside and outside of the duck. When applying the salt, it is best to give the ducks a full body massage.

Yan Xining massaged the five ducks and put them in the wooden basin. After thinking for a while, he covered them with a layer of oil paper and gauze: "Bai Tao, ask Lao Zhang to hang the ducks in the well." .”

The salted duck needs to be marinated in a cool place for a day, otherwise the taste will not get in, and the flavor of the salted duck will be poor.

Bai Tao was most happy to run errands for his young master, and upon hearing Yan Xining's order, he ran away holding the wooden basin: "Okay, young master, I'm going!"

Seeing Bai Tao's galloping figure, Yan Xining smiled and said, "Run slower, don't fall!" Bai Tao didn't turn his head back: "Oh!" Bai Tao ran in front, Xiao Song and Cang Feng followed him and chased after him. Seeing such a scene, Yan Xining almost laughed out loud.

Duck offal and duck blood are not wasted either, they are important raw materials for making duck blood vermicelli soup.The duck offal was soaked in onion ginger water and cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, and the duck blood was also processed into neat blood clots by Yan Xining.

Then it was time to wait, Yan Xining took a book and sat on the recliner under the eaves.The wall between the kitchen and the yard has been demolished by the guards. Sitting under the eaves of the corridor, you can see the situation of the pot table through the window of the kitchen.

The duck soup tasted very fragrant, and the whole yard was filled with a strong smell of meat all afternoon.Maybe the ducks sent by the king of Chu hadn't been bred for a long time. Within two hours, the soup was already thick and white.At this time, poke the duck in the pot, and the chopsticks can easily pass through the duck rack.

Based on her intuition, Yan Xining felt that the pot of duck soup was ready, and now she had to cook the duck.He took a small pot, and after scooping half a pot of duck soup from the pot, he put the small pot on Tang Pozi.A raging charcoal fire was burning in Tang Pozi, and the small pot boiled in a short while.

Duck gizzards and duck heart are the first to be put into the duck soup. The internal organs of these two flavors are firm, and the stewing time is slightly longer.After a cup of tea, the duck liver went into the pot.Duck liver can be cooked after a little stewing. If it is stewed for a long time, it will harden and taste bad.Not long after the soup in the pot boiled, Yan Xining took a large bowl filled with ice cubes and water, and he scooped up all the duck offal from the pot and put it in the ice water.

The last thing to go into the pot is the duck intestines. The duck intestines are crispy and tender. Just put them in the boiling water and count to fifteen, and the duck intestines will be crispy and tender.

Just as Yan Xining was squatting by the small stove, he heard an uncertain voice from the corridor: "Xining?"

You didn't need to raise your head to know that it was Wang Wenyue, Yan Xining hurriedly said: "Wen Yue, wait, I'm boiling the duck intestines." As soon as the words fell, Yan Xining scooped up the duck intestines and put them in ice water. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's dangerous, it was almost overcooked."

After dealing with all the miscellaneous things, Yan Xining raised her head with a smile: "Are you here to look for the prince? He went out today."

Wang Wenyue grinned like a fool, and he walked over happily holding a few booklets in his arms: "No, I'm here to find you. I have encountered a little trouble recently, and the prince said that I might talk to you There will be surprises."

Wang Wenyue was a Tuntian doctor when he was in the capital, and he should have taken up the post in the Ministry of Industry when he came to Liangzhou.Unexpectedly, most of the officials of the Ministry of Industry were involved in the corruption case, and Wang Langzhong, who had been paddling in the capital, devoted himself to work with real swords and guns.

It is always very easy to see others doing things, but when it is his turn to do things, Xiao Wang knows how difficult it is.His mind has been buzzing for the past two days. Facing the debts owed by Liangzhou officials, his eyes are dark and he doesn't know what to do.

As a Tuntian doctor, he didn't even know how much cultivated land, woodland and grassland there were in Liangzhou.Looking through the previous records, the above data is already 20 years ago.In the past 20 years, the world has changed dramatically, and the current situation is hard to say.

Wang Wen walked over quickly, and he put the booklet on the handrail in the corridor.Seeing Yan Xining again, he felt that most of those troubles had grown wings and flew away: "Xining, how are you lately?"

Yan Xining was overjoyed: "I'm fine, I stay in the palace all day. But you guys, have you been busy lately?"

Wang Wenyue's eyes were dark and dark, and he hadn't seen it cleared up a lot in a few days.At this time, the boots and the hem of his clothes were stained with yellow mud, and it seemed that he had just returned from outside the city.Hearing Yan Xining's words, Wang Wenyue's smile deepened a lot: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

It was perfunctory to hear these words, and Yan Xining did not point him out.Seeing Wang Wenyue standing blankly, he smiled and handed over a small bench: "Sit down and rest. I didn't expect Rong Chuan to let you come to me."

Wang Wenyue sat down, and he said with emotion: "Yes, my lord saw that I didn't make any political achievements today, so he told me to come to you to discuss with you. Your lord is so kind." Wang Wenyue didn't expect to be able to When asked what can be done from Xi Ning, in his opinion, the prince asked him to see Xi Ning just to relieve his pressure.

And Yan Xining's heart warmed up, he never thought that what he and Ji Song said unintentionally that day was remembered by him.Indeed, as a princess, he has many things he can't say or do, but as long as the officials of Liangzhou can accept his opinions, he can be considered as doing things for the people of Liangzhou.

Yan Xining was in a good mood. At this moment, he looked at Wang Wenyue like a growing cabbage.He enthusiastically cut melons for Xiao Wang and made tea, then sat across from him full of expectation: "Tell me, what worries you recently?"

In the following period of time, Wang Wenyue accepted the baptism of modern thinking.Taking farming as an example, Yan Xining put forward two main theories: returning farmland to forests and desert greening.

In Wang Wenyue's view, this is almost impossible to achieve.

Take returning farmland to forests as an example. In Liangzhou today, what people often do is to reclaim mountains and forests, turning pastures and mountains into fertile fields.Only in this way can more food be planted and feed more people.But Xi Ning's opinion is to let the people turn the fertile land into mountains and forests again, is that okay?Isn't this going to starve people to death?

However, Yan Xining analyzed to Wang Wenyue the inevitable relationship between soil erosion and desertification caused by over-cultivation of mountains and forests, which made Wang Wenyue realize that the people in Liangzhou were exhausted for fishing.If it continues, sooner or later Liangzhou will become a desert.

Liangzhou has a large land area and few people, so there is actually a lot of arable land.Instead of focusing on opening up more wasteland, it is better to focus on how to increase food production.If one mu of land can produce a thousand catties per mu, why bother to cultivate five or six mu?

And the view of desert greening is even more fantasy.If it was possible to turn the desert into an oasis, the common people would have already started to implement it.There is little rain in Liangzhou, and the desert has only expanded year after year, but it has never been turned into an oasis.

Yan Xining proposed several methods to change the desert. The key point is that each method is very reliable and sounds feasible.Although Wang Wenyue is a bit stubborn, once he finds that the other party's point of view is correct, he will be extremely serious.

When Ji Song returned to the courtyard, he saw his princess sitting under the eaves and seriously discussing something with Wang Wenyue.The manuscript paper was scattered around the two of them, and a lot of things were written on it.

Wang Wenyue's eyes were astonishingly bright, and when talking about the feasibility with Yan Xining, he danced and said, "That's right! Xi Ning, you are right!"

When seeing Wang Wenyue and Aning together, Ji Song would feel uncomfortable.However, along the way, Wang Wenyue's words and deeds were all seen by him.Even if he has thoughts about Aning, it starts with love and ends with courtesy.Such a person can clearly recognize his own position and will not cause any trouble to him and Aning.

More importantly, Ji Song has confidence in his relationship with Aning, and he will not worry about gains and losses as before.So Ji Song cleared his throat: "A Ning, Wen Yue. Haven't you finished yet?"

Yan Xining turned her head and showed a bright smile: "Rong Chuan, are you back?"

Only then did Wang Wenyue come back to his senses, he looked at the sky in a daze, and he was surprised: "It's so late already?!" He and Xining have talked until now?

Wang Wenyue stood up and bowed to Ji Song: "Forgive me, my lord, I was too involved in discussing things with the princess, and forgot the time for a while." It was already affectionate for Ji Song to let him come to the back house to look for Aning, how could he be ignorant? measure?

Ji Song smiled and waved his hands: "No problem." He looked at Yan Xining and said, "What did you cook? It smells so good."

Yan Xining suddenly came back to his senses, he smiled and said: "After cooking the duck soup, we can make duck blood vermicelli soup. By the way, I remember Wen Yue also likes to eat duck blood vermicelli, let's have some together? Look at the duck I made Does the blood meal taste okay?"

Wang Wenyue wanted to refuse, but Ji Song said sincerely: "It's so late, you have to eat when you go back, so let's have a light meal here."

Under the candlelight, Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Rong looked at each other with gentle smiles, and there was no room for others among them.Wang Wenyue had mixed feelings, and finally he cupped his hands and showed a smile: "Then the lower official would be respectful rather than obedient."