North and South groceries

Chapter 253 Wait for me to digest

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塎: yong the third tone.

On the afternoon of the [-]th day of the eighth month, as soon as Yao Yu, the household doctor, returned home, he heard a servant tell him that there was no place reserved for the Mid-Autumn Festival at the Ma's guest house, and asked him if he wanted Find another place.

"Okay, why is it gone?" Yao Cheng raised his arm and asked the maid to help him undress. He was not very angry that the reserved seat suddenly disappeared, but he was somewhat displeased.

This kind of thing is nothing unusual. There are many nobles in Chang'an City, so it is inevitable that there will be some overbearing and unreasonable ones. It's not surprising to encounter such a thing, but the impression of the Ma's guest house in my heart is already much worse.

"It is said that Luo Sanlang from Lishi is going to hold a banquet in Ma's guest house, and the Ma family sent two bamboo sticks to apologize to the gentleman." The servant said, holding the two bamboo sticks in both hands, he walked up to him.

Yao Langzhong changed into a set of comfortable and spacious Taoist robes, sat down on the wooden couch, and took the two bamboo sticks from the servants to look at them.

A small bamboo stick, a little longer than his finger, was engraved with relatively exquisite patterns, varnished, and four characters engraved in the middle - Mid-Autumn Festival.

This is a surprise, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet probably means small but exquisite, Naluo Coffin Baner probably wants to get some good things out again this time.

It turned out that he was not stepped on this time, but luckily, he caught up with something good.

"Where's Madam?" These two bamboo sticks are two admission tickets, and the first thing Yao Langzhong thinks of is his wife.

"The lady is at the old lady's place." The servant replied.

"How's the old lady these past two days?" Yao Langzhong felt a little heavy when he mentioned his old lady.

Since the beginning of spring this year, his old lady's health has been worsening day by day, and she has eaten very little since the beginning of summer. Now that the weather is cooler, she can't see any improvement.

"The old lady only ate a bowl of rice porridge today, and she is still not in good spirits." The servant said in a low voice.

"Let me take a look." Yao Langzhong sighed, got up and went to find his wife.

When I got to my old mother, I saw his wife and the youngest daughter talking to the old man in the room over there.

Yao Langzhong asked Ann, and sat down in the room. After a few gossips, he said that Luo Sanlang from Lishi was going to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in Ma's guest house. He had two bamboo sticks in his hand and asked his family Mother will go or not.

"No, no." The old man waved his hand and said, "Take your wife there, the food there is sweet and greasy, and I don't like it either."

"This Mid-autumn banquet this time should be different from those sold in their shop. It is said that Luo Sanlang in Lishi is the best at tidying up fresh things. Auntie, you should go and relax and see what's new." Yao Dalang persuaded .

When it comes to looking fresh, the old lady is more or less interested. Besides, this is a dinner party, and there is no need for her to go out to bask in the sun on a hot day. In addition, her wife and granddaughter kept persuading her, and the old man finally agreed. up.

……

On the evening of August [-]th, Yao Langzhong took his old mother out.

When the old lady was about to leave the house, she joked with the juniors at home: "Eat slowly, wait for me to go over and have a look, if I don't have much to eat, I will come back and eat with you.

As a result, when she went, she was directly opened the door to a new world, enjoying the 5000-year Chinese food culture, and she was willing to go home early.

"Da Lang, you and I can get a bowl of steamed eggs with clams."

"Here."

"The one called even stuffed tofu, take a piece with me too."

"Here."

"Da Lang, what do you think they are eating?"

"I heard it's called Furong Chicken Slices."

"Let's get some to taste too."

"Ah."

"Go and grab some boiled fish fillets with me."

"That's too spicy, Ma'am, eat less."

"It's just a little spicy, appetizing."

"……All right."

"Da Lang, the sweet and sour pork ribs that were served just now smell really delicious, go get them quickly."

"..."

For the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet this night, Luo Yong really prepared carefully, bringing out a lot of dry goods, and almost every dish was a new dish that had never appeared before.

These dishes are not limited to spicy dishes, some are slightly spicy, just lightly seasoned with a small amount of chili, and some are not spicy at all.

Although the reason why he held such a buffet dinner this time is mainly to sell chili seeds, but it is not necessary to make every dish so spicy, and doing so may be counterproductive.

Luo Yong's idea is to create a dinner party with fresh and excellent dishes, so that those who have eaten it will recall every time in the future, and they will never forget every dish in this dinner party.

It is not easy to achieve this, but judging from the reactions of these people on the scene, the effect is still in place.

To be honest, today's dishes, even Luo Yong thought they were delicious.

In the past, in the 21st century, although cooking technology and commerce were developed, it was not so easy to eat real food, because real good ingredients were also rare.

Today's banquet truly combines high-quality ingredients from the seventh century with advanced cooking techniques from the 21st century.

"Sister, take a break. Originally, I wanted to ask you to eat ready-made ones during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, but it turned out to be another busy work."

After finally waiting for the last hot dish to be served, Luo Yong and the others could finally stop and take a breath.

"Be polite with me." Aunt Luo smiled.

She has studied cooking skills for the past two years, and her cooking skills are pretty good now. She has been here to help Luo Yong in the past two days. She has participated in the whole process from the early preparations to the official opening of the banquet tonight.

"Is everything all right?" Qiao Junlin also tied a turban on his head tonight, rolling up his sleeves to help in the kitchen.

"It's all good, let's go eat when I send the canned lychees up again." Tonight's dishes are pre-prepared enough, and it is estimated that the people above will have almost eaten by now.

When Luo Yong and the others carried a can of lychees soaked in cool well water upstairs, they saw that everyone in the hall was staggering from eating, not because they were drunk, but because they were drunk. It's because I'm too full, I can't maintain the sitting posture anymore.

"It's Luo Sanlang."

"San Lang has worked hard!"

"Sanlang really bothered today!"

"..."

"Are you satisfied with your meal?" Luo smiled and cupped his hands to everyone.

"Satisfied and satisfied!" What else could these people be dissatisfied with? It was a miracle that they could have such a banquet in the seventh century AD.

"Now all the hot dishes are served, gentlemen, please enjoy them slowly. In addition, a friend of mine gave me a rare food a few days ago, and today I will also take it out to share with you gentlemen."

As Luo Yong said, he asked the two disciples behind him to bring up the jar of canned lychees.

"What is this?"

"Could it be the fine wine?"

"I guess it's a can."

"Such a big can?"

"I think his jar is not a common firing method in Chang'an."

"That must be something from outside."

"..."

Amidst the speculations and discussions of these people, Luo Yong knocked off the mud seal on the can in front of everyone, and gently pried the lid of the can with the tip of a knife, only to hear a soft "呲" sound. ring.

Those present here have also eaten canned food. Hearing this noise, many people understood that the jar should contain canned fruit. Before they could think about it, Luo Yong opened the lid of the canned food. The sweet and delicate fragrance of lychee spreads in the hall on the second floor.

"What kind of canned food is this?" Someone who was so impatient stepped forward to take a closer look, and the others also stretched their necks to see what was going on.

Luo Yong smiled, took a long-handled wooden spoon from one of his disciples, and scooped up two pieces of jade-white lychee meat and half a spoonful of clear lychee soup from the jar in front of everyone.

"This is litchi!" Someone exclaimed immediately.

"What? Even lychees?" Some people have never heard of lychees.

"Lang Jun is so well-informed!" Luo Yong took a porcelain bowl, put the spoonful of canned lychees in the porcelain bowl, and handed it to a disciple beside him: "This is the first bowl of canned lychees. A gentleman to taste first."

"Sanlang's praise! I just heard people say that this is the first time I have tasted the taste of lychees today, and I would like to thank Sanlang for the hospitality!"

"Is this really a lychee?"

"Luo Sanlang said it was litchi, so it should be right."

"It smells unusual."

"Sanlang hurry up and share a bowl with us."

"..."

"What kind of lychee?" The only old lady who came to the dinner tonight also asked her son.

"Lychee is a product of Lingnan, and Ah Weng mentioned it in his early travel notes." In fact, A Weng in Yaocheng has never eaten lychee himself. When he was traveling in the Jiangnan area, he heard people there mentioned.

"It's such a rare thing?" Lingnan, how far away is that? A Weng of Yaocheng used to be a high-ranking official and has been to many places. He is a well-informed man. He has never eaten.

"Extremely rare." Someone next to him said.

"Hey, old lady, I'm lucky today." The old lady laughed.There are so many ways to eat the dishes in this world, and there are such rare fruits in the south of the Nanling Mountains. If it wasn't for the banquet tonight, how would she know about it.

A can of lychees weighs about 100 catties. There are more than [-] people present today, and each of them can't share much, especially on the premise that each of the Luo family and Luo family disciples also got a bowl.

The canned lychee that was opened a few days ago was packed in a beautiful porcelain jar by Luo Yong, and given to the old emperor. There are so many people in their family, and those disciples share a point. No one ate a few mouthfuls, and today they are divided into cans, so naturally their portion cannot be missed.

A small white porcelain bowl, just a little bigger than a wine glass, with two pieces of lychee meat for each person, and a little lychee soup. Get close and take a light sniff. It is the fragrance of lychees that they have never smelled in their entire lives. Take a bite with a white porcelain spoon, how delicious and sweet!

After distributing the canned food, Luo Yong went to have dinner with his family, leaving the people in this hall sighing with emotion.

The cans were finished, and the stomachs were full, but these people were not in a hurry to leave. They called the clerk of the Ma's guest house and ordered some good wine to be brought up. Those who drank were drinking, those who wrote poems wrote poems, and those who chatted Chatting, so leisurely, so uncomfortable.

"Aniang, are you sleepy?" Yao Yan looked at the sky, it was past his mother's usual bedtime, so he asked her.

"No problem." The old lady waved her hand and said, "Wait for me to digest, and I can eat another round later. Look, there are so many dishes over there."

Everyone in the hall: ...

Old man, can you stop being so straightforward.

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