The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty

Yunyan is learning Miao language.

This was at Zheng Ping's request. After she told Yunyan about her life experience, she felt like a stone had fallen from her heart. Not only did she tell Yunyan a lot about Yunda's deeds, but she also wanted to teach Yunyan back to Miao language. .

For the work of the demolition office, after Yun Yan came back to conceive, she had already written a rough plan and submitted it to the imperial court, which showed that this matter must require a long-term battle.Renzong agreed after reading it.

So Yun Yan was not in a hurry to go back, and spent her free time learning languages ​​with Zheng Ping.

Although Yun Yanhui has half of Miao blood, she grew up in a Han settlement, and didn't even know she had Miao blood.However, he started to learn Miao language faster than Zheng Ping expected, and repeatedly said that it must be because of blood, and she should have taught Yunyan long ago.

Yunyan thought back, it's obviously my ability to learn, okay?

If he was not strong at learning, would he not be chased by Zhao Yunchu when he was a child?I think back then Zhao Yunchu only worshiped him because he was very good at studying Buddhist scriptures...

And because she was learning Miao language, and Zheng Ping had asked Yun Yanhui to give Yun Pusi and the others some advice on changing careers, so Yun Yanhui also went to Yun Pusi a few times.

When Yun Yan went back there as a guest, Yun Pusi and the others invited him to a meal.

Originally, the Miao people were quite enthusiastic, not to mention they knew that Yunyan Hui was also from the same clan and came to help them, so they became even more enthusiastic.

They really weren't particularly rich, after all, Zheng Ping borrowed the money before, and now the weather hasn't warmed up, and they spend a lot of money on charcoal and the like.The dishes on the table are relatively simple, and there are only four dishes, vegetable soup, fried bamboo shoots, mixed noodles and spicy soup.

That vermicelli is the staple food, and Yunyan returned a bowl. The vermicelli should be handmade, slightly wider and rough in shape, but after mixing with oil and sauce, it has a golden luster and exudes The smell of lard, dotted with a little sour radish, makes people very appetizing.

"Is this mixed with lard? It smells so good." Yun Yan's eyes lit up, "There doesn't seem to be anything like this in Beijing."

At this time, people with ordinary conditions could afford animal oil, and based on their family's conditions, it was probably because Yunyan came back that they put so much oil in a bowl.

"There are similar ones, but the taste is very different," Yun Pusi introduced, "Our sauce is specially made, and it's an old recipe."

"It's oily but not greasy, it's delicious." Yun Yanhui picked up another piece of bamboo shoots, took two bites, and asked in doubt, "Is this... a bitter bamboo shoot?"

Su Dongpo, a great gourmet, once praised the bitter bamboo shoots as "the lingering sweetness will return to the cheeks, and the sweetness that has been poured into the rock honey". This kind of bamboo shoots that grow in high mountains has a bitter taste and can clear away heat. The region is particularly fond of eating.

Yun Yan had eaten raw food before, and it was so hard that she had no friends.But as Su Shi said, the emblic acid after the bitterness is also delicious.This bitter bamboo shoot can be regarded as a mountain delicacy.

However, Yun Yan was puzzled, "Isn't this bitter bamboo shoot born early enough?"

It stands to reason that it should be produced in late spring and early summer, but it is still early spring, and this year's weather is extremely cold, Yun Yanhui really did not expect to eat bitter bamboo shoots.

"These are the bitter bamboo shoots produced last year," Yun Pusi introduced. "After being marinated in a special way, they were sealed and preserved until now. In this weather, there are no fresh bitter bamboo shoots yet."

Yun Yan's eyes widened, she was very surprised.

This is an era without various advanced antiseptic measures such as preservatives. With their method, they can actually preserve bitter bamboo shoots for up to one year?It tastes very refreshing, white and tender, not like ordinary pickles at all?It's just amazing!

These years, in order to eat vegetables in winter, everyone has racked their brains, all kinds of pickled vegetables, and greenhouse vegetables.It's a pity that the vegetables in the greenhouse will always look a little wilted.

Looking at his appearance, Yun Pusi stammered and said: "Why, what's the matter, there is really no strange thing added, eat, eat, it will be fine..."

Yun Yan replied: "..."

"That's not what I meant!" Yun Yan looked back at him, "You guys are so poor with such skills?"

Yun Pusi scratched his head, "What kind of craftsmanship is this? There are so many delicacies in Bianjing."

Yunyan looked back at him, thinking in her heart, probably not only because of their lack of self-confidence, but also because they didn't have the means to sell them. At this time, people's impression of the Miao people is still too rigid.

Yun Yan pondered for a moment, and said: "Not to mention anything else, our Kaifeng mansion cafeteria actually needs vegetables in winter—but I have to avoid suspicion, and I'm afraid you didn't store much last year."

Yun Pusi nodded vigorously, "Brother Yan, what do you think we can do?"

Yun Yan replied: "I think lard mixed with noodles is also very distinctive. I think you might as well set up a stall in the night market and sell roasted vegetables. At the same time, sell this mixed noodles. In the future, when there are enough bitter bamboo shoots, you can come up. clear heat."

The so-called broiled vegetables are actually barbecue.

That's right, it's time to roll...

It's just that the taste may not be as rich as later generations.

"Next year, if you make more bitter bamboo shoots, you can sell them to the public kitchens of other departments. Don't worry about the sales." Yun Yan replied that because of several jobs, she had dealt with other yamen, so she knew it well.

Yun Pusi wasn't very confident, "Seared vegetables... I'm not very good at it, so it's fine to mix noodles."

"It's not enough to just mix the noodles. You can cook the roasted vegetables, and I will order the dishes for you." Yun Yan took it back, already thinking about what skewers to have.

At this time, the barbecue is still relatively monotonous, just roasting beef, sheep, chicken, fish and the like, without any new tricks.It seems that there are no vegetables, how delicious the eggplant and leek are grilled!Including palm treasure, butter, yellow throat, hairy belly and other very hot barbecue ingredients in later generations, they have not been used.

Yun Pusi and the others were very grateful. Although Yun Yanhui was of the same race as them, no one was obliged to help others.Yun Pusi also said very firmly that the proceeds will be allocated to Yun Yan when the time comes.

Yun Yan laughed all the time: "Are you so sure you can make money?"

Yun Pusi said embarrassedly: "I've heard about it... Brother Yan, you are amazing."

"Haha, everyone's surname is Yun, so you're welcome." Yun Yan thought for a moment, "You can give [-]% to my mother, and you don't have to pay back the money she lent you, it's treated as a share."

In fact, [-]% of the money was too much, and it was mainly Yunyan's idea.

However, since Yun Yanhui broke away from the poverty line and can basically eat whatever he wants, he has no longing for money, and cares more about the fun and sense of accomplishment in work.

But the Miao people are very sincere. If they don't take any money, it will be a kind of torture to their hearts, so forget it.

Yun Pusi really looked relieved, "Okay, okay, okay."

……

In the evening, Bao Zheng was working in his study, when he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance, which went straight to his brain.

Although he had already had dinner, he still couldn't help swallowing...

What is this?

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, followed by Yun Yan's voice: "My lord, do you want special service?"

"..." Bao Zheng hesitated for a moment, stood up and went to open the door, only to see Yunyan holding a plate in his hand, inside was a large handful of bamboo sticks, on which were various meat and vegetables, greasy. Straight floodlight, sprinkled with a lot of chopped green onions and spices.

"This, this is..." Bao Zheng found himself swallowing again involuntarily.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, its appearance is really attractive.

Yun Yan returned to the house and smiled slyly, "Master Fu, my old cousin is setting up a stall in the night market. These are their roasted vegetables. I brought some to the mansion to distribute to colleagues. It is considered as publicity. I hope that in the future Everyone take care of business."

What could be more effective than advertising in Kaifeng Prefecture?

Establishing a reputation here is equivalent to radiating most of the Tokyo city. Now who doesn't know that the people of Kaifeng Prefecture are raising food every day, and they are becoming more and more picky.

"Your cousin?" Bao Zheng wondered, "People from the Zheng family are going to set up a stall?"

Yun Yan replied: "No, it belongs to the Yun family!"

Bao Zheng has been told that Yun Yanhui is a single-parent family, but think about it, even if his father dies, there are still relatives, but the relationship may not be that close and they don't move around often.These days, relatives who live far away do not move around frequently.

Moreover, Bao Zheng's mind was distracted by those roasted vegetables, he stared straight at a bunch of roasted leeks, "Leeks... also roasted..."

This leek is also oily, very green, looks cute and delicious.

Not only leeks, but also many other vegetables and meat, Bao Zheng didn't even think that these can also be used for roasting.

"Fu Zun, take a break and cook some skewers." Yun Yan pushed him back and invited him to eat skewers very enthusiastically, "Come, try this butter. This is a little fat from the tip of the breast, A cow is only a few taels of butter, does it taste a bit like beef tendon?"

The taste is really flexible and chewy, salty but not greasy, Bao Zheng only felt that his saliva was secreting more.

"There are also pig lungs...these are the wing tips, the yellow throat..." Yun Yan responded to the introductions one by one with great joy. He himself was already full, and he was happy to see Bao Zheng being tempted to put aside his official duties for a while.

"The flavor is unique!" Bao Zheng couldn't stop eating, and he still didn't forget to praise it.

Yunyan sat back and looked at him with her face in her hands: "Fu Zun, the stall is at the Zhouqiao Night Market, right at the end of the bridge, opened by Miao people, very conspicuous."

Bao Zheng: "Hmmm." He completely forgot to care about why Yun Yan's old cousin was Miao people.

Scenes like this appear everywhere in today's Kaifeng Mansion.

Grilled vegetables have been around for so many years, but for the first time, everyone feels that they can be crazy about it!

——It turns out that Zhicai should do this!This is enough flavor!

Everyone felt that the door to a new world had been opened.

It was also from this night that, for the people in Kaifeng Prefecture who often need to be on duty, there is another mantra: "Let's go, let's go!"

The name barbecue has gradually replaced Zhicai, which is more used to describe barbecue on a formal table.

And Yunpusi and the others' Hmong identities have become a ready-made memory point. Even if they have a copycat, they don't worry about the authentic status, and they don't need to establish any brand name.