Spring and Autumn I Am King

Now, the Chen clan, the undersecretary of the state of Qi, controls the newly conquered land of Haidai in Donglai, arbitrarily taking advantage of the fish and salt, and using the merchants attached to their family to market all the Xia countries. Therefore, it is possible to accumulate wealth and power, buy the hearts of the people, and finally complete the cause of Dai Qi.

The state of Jin did not lack salt, so in the age of Qi Huan, Duke Xian of Jin was the only one who dared not to give Xiaobai face and did not join the alliance of Qi. Because there is not only rock salt in Taihang, Zhongtiao and other mountains, but also a large county called Anyi, also known as the land of Xun, a hundred miles south of Xinjiang, is the ruins of Daxia.

There is also a large salt pond there, which is called "Jiechi" in later generations. The Jiechi has a radius of dozens of miles and can produce thousands of kilograms of "Daxia Salt" per day. Since the third generation, Chinese ancestors have been mining solidified salt mines there. It is said that Yu Shun once played the qin and praised the Nanfeng Road blowing over the Jiechi: "The south wind is three smoky, and it can relieve the warmth of my people! When the south wind blows Come, you can make money for my people!"

So far, it is inexhaustible and inexhaustible.

Anyi County is currently under the control of the Wei clan, so the Wei clan also arbitrarily determined the salt and profit of the Jin State.

The six ministers of the Jin State each had their vassals of merchants and craftsmen, all of whom benefited from their own: Fan's specialised in pottery and lacquer, Zhao's specialised chariots and horses, Bank of China specialised in Dinu and leather, Wei's specialised in salt, Han's specialised in pearls and jade, Zhi's specialised in salt Specialized in cinnabar, lead and tin. While maintaining their own specialized industries, each family also tries to continuously attack the fields controlled by other clans to obtain greater benefits.

Therefore, in Wu Xie's opinion, the battle of the Six Ministers is not only a political, diplomatic and military battle, but also an economic battle!

The salt produced by the Yanchi in Anyi can be divided into several grades according to the quality and color. The high-quality green salt and white salt are made into special shapes, such as tiger-shaped, for the lords, scholars and officials to eat. Chinese people and savages generally can only eat low-grade salt, that is, bitter brine with more impurities.

However, it is good to use salt brine as a coagulant for soymilk, because it has good solubility, fast reaction rate with soymilk, and the tofu produced has an excellent flavor.

The four people in the yard, under Wu Xie's command, slowly added salt and brine into the pottery kettle and stirred it with a wooden spoon.

What is this for? Zhao Guangde had just eaten the marrow and knew the taste, and looked at the soy milk in the kettle with a curious expression. The salt and brine tasted bitter and astringent. Wouldn't it ruin the deliciousness of the kettle?

But as the wooden spoon was slowly stirred, the bean juice gradually solidified, scattered into white flowers, like clouds and strands, and separated petals, and finally formed a tender and smooth lump.

"This is..." Zhao Guangde was amazed by this miraculous reaction, his mouth opened slightly, no different from the first junior high school student who exclaimed in chemistry class when he observed protein denaturation.

Zhao Wuxi said to the people crowded by the cauldron, "This thing is called Douhua."

So far, Zhao Wuxi has not done it himself from beginning to end. For half a year, he has become accustomed to those who work hard to rule people and command them remotely.

On the other hand, Zhao Guangdexiao went off the stage with great interest. Seeing how he prepared the flavors, he still looked the same, no worse than Wei and Yuan, who had been cooking in the kitchen all the year round.

A wooden bowl filled with snow-white tofu flowers, chopped green onion and **** ready-made in the vegetable garden, sprinkled with green salt, and added a few drops of the pickled '醢' in the jar. Heavy, dark meat sauce. The color of the hot beancurd suddenly became very attractive and the aroma was fragrant.

The two brothers, Wu Xie and Zhao Guangde, sat on the table, bowed across the case, picked up the beancurd with a business dagger and handed it to the mouth, and closed their eyes involuntarily.

"Dashan!" This time, the little fat man used two words to comment, this bean curd flower tasted so fresh and tender that it melted in the mouth. In addition to the thick meat, the fragrance of green onion leaves, and the spiciness of ginger, it is many times stronger than all kinds of foods that are usually made with Shun bean, and it is almost comparable to the delicious fish soup in the world.

Zhao Wuxi just said nothing, smiled and closed his eyes to enjoy. In his previous life, he was a powerful being who could eat both sweet and salty. He never thought that in the Spring and Autumn Period, he would be able to enjoy this simple, yet not simple, home-cooked food again.

Zhao Guangde didn't care about etiquette either. After drinking a bowl, he licked his lips and praised, "I didn't expect my cousin to come up with such an exquisite method, which is really comparable to Yi Ya."

When Zhao Wuxi heard this, he almost sprayed him with bean curd all over his face. Who can't compare this little fat man, he has to compare it with Yi Ya's fellow!

Yi Ya is the chief chef of Duke Huan of Qi. He is also a chef. He is good at seasoning and cooking, so he is very popular with Duke Huan of Qi. There are rumors in the world that "the seasoning of the teeth is easy, the acid is fertile with water, and the light is added.

One time Duke Huan said to Yi Ya, "It's a pity that few people have tasted delicious food all over the world, but they haven't eaten human flesh." Duke Huan's remarks were originally unintentional, but Yi Ya kept it in his heart, and only wanted to show off his own. Cooking skills, so won the favor of Duke Huan.

As a chef with superb cooking skills, Yi Ya knows the importance of choosing ingredients, and how noble the monarch is, how can he eat the meat of death row prisoners and civilians? So he was ruthless and chose his son who was just a few months old and was very pink.

Duke Huan of Qi was on a banquet and drank a bowl of meat soup that was so tender that he had never tasted it before, so he asked Yi Ya, "What kind of meat is this?" No worries, kill your son to present your lord. After hearing this, Duke Huan actually thought that this was a sign of loyalty and that Yi Ya loved him more than his own flesh.

Perhaps he was cursed by the Heavenly Emperor because of cannibalism. Duke Huan of Qi had a very tragic end. When he was seriously ill and in bed, his favorite Yi Ya and other Yong people from Shusi Temple were exposed, colluding with Duke Huan's sons to cause chaos, and attacked each other for the throne. The aging Duke Huan of Qi was thrown into the deep palace, and finally starved to death. After his death, because of the chaos in Qi, his corpse lay on the couch for sixty-seven days. Crawled out of the window.

It doesn't matter what Zhao Wuxi thinks, whether it's the human flesh soup or the corpse worms crawling all over the eaves of the window, they are all extremely disgusting images, and his appetite suddenly went bad.

However, Zhao Guangde was still immersed in the emotion brought by the food, and confided his heart to Wuyi.

"Cousin just said to his brother outside the village temple, saying that being alone is not as good as everyone's music, and he wants to have fun with the Zhao family and the people of Jin; my brother is not talented, so he doesn't have such great ambitions, but he is also ambitious! "

Zhao Wuxi took the silk towel handed over by the maid Wei, wiped his mouth, sat upright, and listened carefully to what Zhao Guangde said.

"Cousin should know that Yin Zai Yi Yin was originally a minister of the Youxin clan, a cook, with a humble status, but good at cooking. Slaughter, make Dayu merchants become kings!"

"I know it."

After so many days, the little fat man had a rare passion, he stood up and waved his hand, and said enthusiastically: "My brother's ambition is not to be the slaughter of a country, but only to be an excellent cook like Yi Yin, It is enough to torment the preserved meat and reconcile the five flavors!"

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