Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 5 Eating is conditional

   At least not eating bran swallowed vegetables, Fei Qian comforted himself.

   Swallowed a piece of corn cake and took a sip of the mutton soup. Although the ancient original flavor does not contain any preservatives, it is a first-class good taste, but Fei Qian couldn't help but secretly sighed.

  Although it is said that stewed mutton with salt water and a little cinnamon sticks, this combination is already on the tip of the tongue, and most people still can’t afford it.

  It is much better than the rice with beans when we first came to Han Dynasty.

  However, I have eaten too much of this kind of diet, and now even the MSG oil flower shabu-shabu shabu-shabu water of later generations is somewhat nostalgic...

  As for Sichuan cuisine twice-cooked pork, shredded fish-flavored pork, husband and wife lung slices, boiled beef, Kung Pao chicken, mapo tofu—

  Suzhou and Zhejiang cuisine West Lake Vinegar Fish, Longjing Shrimp, Crispy Braised Pork, West Lake Water Shield Soup, Jinling Meatballs, Three Sets of Duck—

   What other things Fei Qian has eaten in later generations, such as Buddha Jumping Wall, Luo Han Zhai, Dragon and Phoenix Banquet, Burning Tail Banquet, etc., I can only think about it now, and then swallow my unstoppable saliva...

  In the development of Chinese cuisine, the invention of any dish is closely related to the social productivity and production tools at that time.

Fei Qian originally thought that with the experience of half a foodie in the later generations, at least in terms of food, he could be comparable to the imperial chef in the Han Dynasty. Bloody head.

  Three things play a key role in the Chinese cuisine of later generations, that is, a stove that can freely control the heat, a wok with good heat conduction, and sufficient vegetable oil.

   Only when these three conditions are met, can the variety of dishes be enriched, and the various patterns of frying, frying and frying can be refurbished day by day.

  The nomadic Xiongnu Xianbei, not to mention the Han Dynasty, even the Tang and Song Dynasties did not have a mature stove, there was only a pile of campfires, and they had to roast or boil everything to eat, and there was no other way.

  Comparatively speaking, the people of the Han Dynasty had more tricks. In addition to roasting and boiling, they also used steaming and stewing. But still monotonous. For example, as the most famous and top royal dish, it is only made during major festivals or celebrations. Do you know what is a dish that makes every Han Dynasty person look forward to it as soon as they talk about it?

  The famous - Wuding Cooking! Yan, the father of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, once said: If a husband does not eat five tripods during life, he will cook with five tripods when he dies! Even if you can't eat the food made by Wuding when you are alive, you can still be cooked by Wuding when you are dead.

  This is such a deep love for Wuding Cooking!

  Don’t think that Wuding cooking is such an exquisite and cumbersome dish. In fact, Wuding cooking is to boil meat with five bronze tripods...

  The ideal is plump, but the reality is skinny.

   There were no iron pots in the Han Dynasty, and the iron pots only appeared in the Tang Dynasty. Ding can only be used by the feudal lords. Most people in the Han Dynasty only used copper pots or pottery urns for cooking. It is thick and has a round belly shape. The small ears are used as handles. The temperature of the handle and the bottom of the pot is the same when cooking. , People who have never practiced iron sand palms should not think about overturning the pot, just be careful to smash the pot directly...

  By the way, there were very few vegetable oils in the Han Dynasty, and the only common vegetable oil was sesame oil, and sesame was brought back from the Western Regions by Zhang Qian at that time, so it was called flax at that time, which means imported goods, and the price can be imagined...

  Fei Qian also worked hard in the food industry at the beginning.

  When Fei Qian expressed his dissatisfaction with the food and announced that he would create delicious dishes by himself, Uncle Fu asked Fei Qian to be willful once.

But when Uncle Fu saw Fei Qian pouring the valuable flax oil into the copper cauldron, the corners of Uncle Fu's eyes kept twitching, and then he waited to see Fei Qian pouring the valuable flax oil into the copper kettle. It's hard to control the heat and fry a good handful of green punts into sections of black charcoal, and I can't stand it anymore.

  Since then, Fei Qian, a prodigal son, has lost the right to enter the kitchen, and a star in the food industry that has not yet risen has dimmed like this.

  However, if it is improved on a small scale, Uncle Fu said it is still acceptable.

  For example, this corn cake is steamed and then baked for a little bit—Uncle Fu said that this can be had, and it will be more crispy and delicious after baking. Well, my young master is smart—

Another example is this white boiled mutton, you can find a little cinnamon sticks in it and stew it to remove the meaty smell - Uncle Fu said that you can also have this, and every time you put the cinnamon sticks in it, you put it secretly, lest someone learn it from my Shaolang Your Secret Recipe—

Therefore, food was actually very poor in ancient times, and it is precisely because of this that in ancient times, only the upper class and those in power had enough food to eat fat heads, big ears, and broad bodies. state".

  One of Uncle Fu’s wishes is that Fei Qian can eat better. He always feels that Fei Qian has lost weight after his serious illness.

  Every time Feiqian was hungry, he would ask Uncle Fu to eat some, but every time Uncle Fu smiled and shook his head.

  Uncle Fu watched Fei Qian eating, and felt happier than eating himself, and stood aside with a smile. In his heart, as long as Mr. Shao ate well, slept well, and was healthy and free from disease and disaster, that would be the happiest thing.

   Fortunately, Fei Qian sold a few glazed wares, otherwise, let alone eating boiled mutton, even eating beans and rice would be a problem. Alas, it would be great if there were chili peppers. If there is no boiled beef, you can also make boiled fish and boiled mutton...

Speaking of beef, Fei Qian suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Uncle Fu, Mr. Cui Xiaolang sent a famous stab yesterday and invited me to go to his village to talk about it in the next few days. Look at this matter..." Of course Cui Hou said in the famous stab The purpose is to look at the mountain scenery together, drink clear tea, discuss some scriptures, and learn some knowledge. At the end, I mentioned in a little postscript that a cow fell to death in Zhuangshang recently, and by the way, I also invited Fei Qian to have a meal together. pause.

  Although the government of the Han Dynasty explicitly prohibited the slaughter of farm cattle at will, those who "fall to death" are naturally not counted as slaughter. Being able to eat a whole cow banquet in the Han Dynasty is almost the same as eating a Michelin meal in modern times. Ordinary people have no chance to eat it. Therefore, Cui Hou's invitation is quite high-end.

"The Cui family...I heard rumors about the Cui family's affairs," Uncle Fu hesitated for a moment, but he still thought it would be better to talk about it. "There is a good family in the north of the city. It is said that the Cui family has taken a fancy to his family's heirloom jade and insisted on buying it. Shortly thereafter, the son of this good family was accused of having an affair with the Yellow Turban thieves, and was thrown into a big prison. Cui Hou has good friends with many rangers in the city, and there are many good fighters in the village..."

   Fei Qian frowned, "So, it's better not to go this time?"

  Uncle Fu shook his head, "After all, the Cui family is the former Situ, and they have many connections with the court. If Mr. Shaolang refuses for no reason, I'm afraid it's not good." That's right, even though he is a retired official, he still has energy. Even if the Cui family has fallen, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, it is not like Fei Qian who has the name of a side branch of the He Luofei family.

  In modern terms, if a former Guozi-level family invites a reserve civil servant to a banquet, and the reserve civil servant still puts on airs, then hehe.

  Yes, if you don’t go, you will slap the Cui family in the face.

  In the Han Dynasty, this kind of face-slapping behavior would turn friends into enemies. The most typical ones are Tian Fu and Dou Ying in the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty. At that time, Tian Fu was the prime minister, and Dou Ying was named Wei Qihou. Once Tian Fu met Guan Fu, a good friend of Wei Qihou Dou Ying, and joked, Guan Fu, I want to go with you to see Wei Qihou Dou Ying, but it’s fine if you are filial.

Guan Fu didn't think that what Tian Fu said was a joke, he said very seriously, it must be a big deal if you want to see Dou Ying, how can I delay your national affairs because of my personal filial piety, how about making an agreement like this Let's go to see Wei Qihou at noon tomorrow.

   Tian Fu felt very bored, why couldn't this person understand the joke, so he just snorted and left.

  But Guan Fu thought it was Tian Fu who agreed, so he went to tell Wei Qihou Dou Ying. As a result, Dou Ying prepared all night, cleaned the courtyard and streets, prepared food and drinks, and waited outside the door with his wife early the next morning, from morning to noon, and from noon to night, but they didn't arrive.

   Dou Ying asked Guan Fu, didn't you say that Prime Minister Tian Fu was coming? Guan Fu was also surprised, yes, he said he would come, so he rode a fast horse to the prime minister's mansion to have a look, Tian Fu had long forgotten about it, and had eaten and slept. So Dou Ying thought it was a great shame, and began to fight against Tian Fu everywhere.

  In the Han Dynasty, things like face were sometimes valued more than later generations.

   After all, we still have to go.

  Fei Qian had a headache. If what Uncle Fu said was true, then the Cui family's sudden invitation to Fei Qian would be a bit of a gesture of politeness first. The Cui family is just like the emerald Cuiyu, this time they are only focusing on Liuli, and this Liuli technology is to be honest, if the truth is forced to hand it over, will there be any butterfly effect?

   Even worse, what if the Cui family is greedy?

Fei Qian couldn't help cursing inwardly, why watching such TV novels, those other time travelers invented and made things casually, they can make things as soon as they say they are made, and besides, everyone from the emperor to the common people is so kind and simple, why? You can believe nonsense, but when you come to my place, you just make a little bit of colored glaze, and you are targeted by people before you dare to make a lot of it, and you have to worry about your personal safety all the time, what is this called!

   It can only be seen as a trick, what else can I do? Many things are not ready yet, it is too early to run away now.

   "Since you can't hide, let's go!" Fei Qian made up his mind and took it as a small test. If he can't pass such a test, how can he survive the threat of so many powerful people? However, there may be another way, which is to deal with the family.

  The so-called big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat dried shrimps. If I were Xiao Xiami, then I just need to find a big fish to scare the little fish of the Cui family. In later generations, if you don't want to listen to your boss, then you should at least get into your boss's lap.

   "By the way, Uncle Fu, where is the Cui family's villa? Do you know? How far is it from the city?"

   "I know, it's not far from the city, about eight or nine miles from the north gate, at the foot of Beimang Mountain."

   Feiqian nodded, oh, it's not too far away, but Beiman Mountain, why does this place sound so familiar?

  (end of this chapter)