Infrastructure maniacs from the East

The fish soup is out of the pot and the steamed buns are slightly open for several hours. Although Lord Xu has tried his best, what he finally got is a sad and mouth-watering white milk soup. In the end, the chicken and The bones are all smashed and smashed and boiled for two hours. Finally, it is only necessary to filter out various impurities with sackcloth and it is ready.

Of course, this is what Chief Xu mainly eats. The broken bones and flesh are delicious for anyone here just by adding some water. It was Xu Tian's forced order that stopped the housekeeper and the others from carve up all of them. ——Are you kidding, this group of people who don't have oily stomachs don't have a good absorption capacity, so don't think about tomorrow's big meal after eating today's broth, okay?

Closer to home, in short, when this pot of not-so-authentic broth and fish are integrated, the degree of deliciousness is by no means the effect of one plus one equals two. Ink and wash painting, but from Xiaojiabiyu, she became Lingbo fairy in an instant. Although there is no fresh clothes, angry horse and flaming red lips of the demon girl, it makes people feel inexplicably unattainable. It became more and more obvious, and the little green sprinkled at the end made people hold their breath even more involuntarily.

The soup out of the pot is very beautiful. There are translucent tofu rolling up and down in the milky white soup. The fish shape that has not been damaged at all is looming in it with the ripples of the soup noodles. The seemingly invisible crystal blue is occasionally amazing. A small green onion on the top of the human eye adds vitality to it. It is not so much an exquisite dish as it is a landscape painting that makes people dare not start. At least when Xu Tian puts the lid on it in front of everyone When it was opened, no one dared to move their chopsticks. In the end, it was Lord Xu who took the lead.

The clear and light taste, not as amazing as expected made everyone obviously a little disappointed, but the next moment their expressions froze, and they looked more like some kind of weird sculptures in grass clothes, full of inexplicable emotions. The smell of horror, at least Xu Tian was briefly frightened for three seconds, and everyone had no time to take care of this noble man's mind, even the oldest and most cunning butler couldn't spare the energy to analyze what Lord Xu was thinking What.

Fresh, extremely fresh!

The chef's craftsmanship is not very good, but the quality and freshness of the ingredients are too high. After the savory flavor of the chicken in the broth is suppressed by the onion and ginger ingredients, the freshness of the fish soup becomes more prominent. The lightness I feel, this sudden umami taste has hit the tongue of the fish that has never eaten serious seasoning in this life. The idyllic scenery of the farm where the children swim in the water and the chickens run on the ground.

Seeing the unusual reactions of the crowd, Xu Tian slowly poured the fish soup into his mouth, his frowning brows relaxed instantly—the taste of the fish soup was beyond his expectation, even though the heat and craftsmanship were just the same , but the taste of wild fish boiled in clean well water is much better than the taste of all kinds of so-called reservoir fish in modern times. It is rare to have the idea of ​​"life here is not bad".

After all, the meat eaten in modern times is basically feed. Although it has been continuously selected and cultivated, it still looks like that when it is fed.

The dishes are not too much in the eyes of Lord Xu, but in the eyes of others, it is already an extremely luxurious banquet, and the most knowledgeable butler is heartbroken while eating. After all, the food prepared for the crown prince before is compared with the food here That is scum, and the various seasonings that Xu Tian was talking about were also secretly remembered by the housekeeper. , this old and cunning fox dragged his own salted fish lord on the road to hegemony.

After a long, long time, what the housekeeper who has become an old man is most proud of is not that the lord successfully ascended to the throne with his own help, and achieved the centralized system of monarchy, but that the various ingredients he found were passed through Lord Xu. After repeated failures, they finally showed their original deliciousness, fennel, ginkgo, geranium leaves, cardamom, light soy sauce, soy sauce, oyster sauce, caviar, and shrimp paste... The basic seasoning for modern flower cultivation finally found the raw materials through the unremitting efforts of this foodie old man , and he also successfully tasted the flower-growing food with five-point modern craftsmanship.

And Xu Xianyu will never know that the days when he is about to be crushed to death by official documents every day are actually brought about by the food after meal before. If he knows all this...he will still make these things!

A life without delicious food is an incomplete life!

The best taste in the world is plum salt. I don’t know which one of you has said this sentence. Anyway, Lord Xu, who has not experienced too many vicissitudes of life, prefers big meat with thick oil sauce and red autumn fat. Braised Pork Pork with Braised Pork and Pork with Preserved Vegetables, each with heavy makeup and endless temptations in the world. For someone who is single and has not yet enlightened, a good meal is often more important than beauty. In the days to come Some people see through this point, while some people really can only say that they can't even crawl on the bed.

The staple food is still steamed buns, and Xu Tian is still the kind of person who is not used to eating them. The northern steamed buns made from finely ground wheat noodles are only the size of the normal flowering steamed buns in the south, and you can still see a bright and tight layer inside when you bite into them. Layer, you can taste a little bit of sweetness after chewing a few more mouthfuls of pasta that obviously has no salt. It is not difficult to understand why there is such an unbelievable practice in the north that southerners think steamed buns and rice, and Lord Xu The steamed buns in hand are specially made in every sense, no matter the ingredients or the size.

But Xu Tian is still not used to eating, not because it is not good, but simply a matter of eating habits, but with the increase of food here, Lord Xu is finally not worried that he will be hungry and malnourished—not used to eating Let's change it, it's okay to eat less and eat more.

But other people’s staple food is not like this. Today’s Lord Xu is in a good mood, and the world is amnesty to improve the food. As long as people who work for Xu Tian, ​​whether they are slaves or free people, servants in the castle or people of a higher class, All meals are changed from scarce to dry, and enjoy the treatment that many nobles in this era do not have—the nobles here do not have the spirit of exploration and desire for knowledge of Lord Xu, hard or soft white bread and all kinds of food Meat is their food, and seasonings such as salt, oil and wine are precious materials.

In the past years of Lord Xu’s previous life, many households were equipped with only half a catty of oil a month. Do you know what this concept is—a big pot of food in the pot (maybe it’s just all kinds of paste), and then use chopsticks to Poke it in from the oil port, then pull it out and put it in the pot to make a little oily flower float on the water. After a month, half a catty of oil will be used up. In those days, hunger was the biggest enemy of people, and it was the most bitter time. Where are the grass roots and bark, the Avalokitesvara soil that will kill people if you eat too much, and all kinds of things that people can't digest are thrown into their mouths.

Recalling what he was doing, Xu Tian shook his head with a smile, picked up a good dish with chopsticks quickly, and returned to his bowl. He will not stretch his chopsticks to that dish again, after all, he doesn't want to eat it yet to other people's saliva.

Originally, under such circumstances, a meal-sharing system should be implemented, but considering that everyone has different appetites and preferences, it depends on who is more agile in the end. Lord Xu has a separate meal-sharing system, but unfortunately there are not many silver plates. Most of the food filled with food came out of the mountain tremblingly, making it impossible to doubt that even if a little bit of food was put on it, it would crash without hesitation.

Everyone's steamed buns are also divided into different grades, but the ones they get are all the same size - have you ever seen steamed buns with pancake rolls and green onions? It's the kind of magical one that can line up a petite face no matter how big it is Although there is only one per person, as long as this one is enough to fill your stomach, you can leave a lot for the family to taste the taste of this fine grain.

Lord Xu eats special whole-wheat steamed buns—the wheat is ground five times and sieved three times, but the finished one is only half the size of a palm—it’s not that the chef is harsh, but Xu Tian’s desire to save food Consider asking the chef to make such a big one for him. After all, it doesn’t feel good at all to force things into your stomach when you’re full.

The knights also ate whole-wheat steamed buns, but the majority of them were wheat bran, but even this kind of food was the only one in this era. When Bert and Owen confirmed the authenticity of the food in their hands, their eyes were full. It's red, although I don't know how true or false the feeling shown here is, but Lord Xu still feels a little uncomfortable. He is gradually adapting to this world, but he can always feel very satisfied in many details. awkward.

The butler and the others ate double-faced steamed buns—a mixture of black flour and wheat. Although they looked a little dusty and not fresh, after the chef's skillful killing of chickens, several different materials gradually blended together. At the same time, even if it still hasn't reached sublimation, it doesn't have the bad taste as imagined. Lord Xu has no doubt that as long as the chef is given time, one day the multigrain steamed bun will become a delicious and healthy food.

The servants of the castle ate another grade—pure black-faced steamed buns, which only the knights could eat before, but now they entered their lips and teeth and were digested in their stomachs. Many servants held the steamed bread in their hands. The black-faced steamed buns were all in a trance, and a few of them took the opportunity to pinch others to see if they were dreaming.

The author has something to say: The servant who was pinched in the small theater: Why are you pinching me? !

Doubi: I want to see if I’m dreaming. I don’t feel pain in dreams.

Choked Servant: So why don't you choke yourself? ! !

Doubi: It hurts. The pinched servant: #￥%...&&...%￥ (angrily speaking incoherently and started beating Doubi violently)

——————感谢在2020-04-1811:33:30~2020-04-1916:28:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 405075491;

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: a grass in the Gobi, a rookie Bieber, like me sinking in the west, and the first milk flower rouge lace group into 10 bottles; Luo Jia 5 bottles; haunted cat 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!