food color system

Falling into the soy sauce jar in winter, with the cold wind blowing, Zhuo Yichen felt like he was catching a cold, and his nasal passages were a bit blocked.

Fortunately, the firewood was stopped in time, and the sauced pork ribs were not spoiled. Zhuo Yichen added some home-brewed rice wine to the pot when it was reheating.He looked at the flames jumping under the stove, and thought: When will he be able to accurately control the fire?Looking at the accumulated "food value" again, it is still a long way from breaking the watch.The further you advance, the more "food value" you need to accumulate to trigger it.This means that Zhuo Yichen has no choice but to go to a higher place.Even if he intends to hide in the countryside, that's not allowed, unless he wants to get rid of the help of the System Lord.Some aspects of ancient times are not comparable to modern times, and Zhuo Yichen cannot escape the help of the system.

The stewed pork ribs are salty and sweet, and the slow cooking has fully stimulated the strong bone aroma, but the cooking process was accidentally interrupted. For Zhuo Yichen, who has obsessive-compulsive food, this dish is still unsatisfactory .Do you want to bring it up?It would be too wasteful to dump it directly, and his mother would definitely scold him.In the end, Zhuo Yichen still brought the dish to the table.

Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother's taste is not so sharp and not so picky, even if there is a slight deviation, they can't taste it, and the satisfaction in their hearts is still 12%.Zhuo Yichen has accumulated a few more "food value".When it was Zhuo Yun's turn, Zhuo Yichen immediately put in [-] energies and carefully watched the other party's reaction.

Zhuo Yun naturally noticed his brother's earnest eyes on him, and he nodded approvingly, "The taste is very good."

But the sad thing is that the "food value" that had not been accumulated in the first place dropped sharply, and the dozen or so points accumulated in the Shao Mansion were also consumed.

Zhuo Yun is simply the ultimate gourmet lie detector!

And the final result is precisely reflected in the rise and fall of the "food value" of the system.

Zhuo Yichen lowered his head silently, I know you are comforting me.

This Zhuo Yun probably came from a pampered top diner, Zhuo Yichen couldn't help thinking.Zhuo Yun will definitely give his brother face, pretending that he can't deceive his real senses and taste.And Zhuo Yichen noticed that what Zhuo Yun blurted out was "the taste is very good", that's because the sauce is tasty enough, the bone is fragrant enough, salty and sweet, and the taste is blended.However, this is just the taste not the taste.

Zhuo Yichen took a piece of meat and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

After swallowing, he said slowly: "I'm getting old." The heat of the pot and then stewing needs to be very delicate to maintain the original taste. It is really difficult for Zhuo Yichen to adjust the firepower only by the amount of dry firewood. .

Zhuo Yun lowered his head and smiled silently.

Both parents stopped their chopsticks, "I think it's cooked just right, the meat is so crispy and delicious. Chen'er, don't be too hard on yourself, after all, you are still young, and you still have The conditions of our kitchen... can cook to this level, mother is already very content!"

Zhuo Yichen nodded, then showed a reassuring smile to his parents, and then began to grill the rice with great effort.

When eating, his eyes would always subconsciously drift to Zhuo Yun's side. It was because Zhuo Yichen cared too much about Zhuo Yun's reaction, so he indulged himself to develop such a habit.However, Zhuo Yun was extremely sensitive to any gaze, especially his brother's gaze was still so burning, with little expectation and anxiety in his eyes.

Zhuo Yun smiled from the bottom of his heart without looking up, letting Zhuo Yichen look at it however he wanted.

In the evening, my parents worked all day and went to bed early in the master bedroom.Holding a small oil lamp, Zhuo Yichen was kneading rice balls in the kitchen, planning to make rice cakes for the winter.And it's time to start pickling and storing cured fish, bacon and spicy cabbage.

Zhuo Yichen went to the farm's small workshop to buy these ingredients. He saw that the rice noodles were spread in a thin sheet in the steamer. They were as white as jade, and they felt fragrant and smooth just by looking at them.After buying a few sheets of rice noodles, he spent all his hard-earned money.

The ancient japonica rice was converted into rice noodles. The craftsmanship is ancient and traditional, cumbersome and complicated, and the output is not much. Therefore, the finished rice noodles are very expensive, almost as expensive as meat.Put the harvested late rice on a water mill to grind it, grind it into pure rice milk, scoop it up, put it in a steamer, steam the fresh rice milk in boiling water over high heat, let it cool and store it.In fact, this is the modern rice noodles, but most of them are produced by machine workshops in modern times. The rice noodles lack a kind of activity, and the taste is naturally not as good as the handmade rice noodles.If Zhuo Yichen were to sell this kind of pure natural thing in a modern hotel, the price would be terrifying.But in ancient times, Zhuo Yichen felt very satisfied to be able to buy these pure rice noodles for a few taels of silver, and to use the cleanest well water for the rice balls!

After Zhuo Yun finished writing in the side bedroom, he got up and went to the small kitchen in the backyard.As soon as he pushed open the wooden door and entered the room, he felt steam rising and the aroma of rice overflowing.

Zhuo Yichen rolled up his sleeves, vigorously pounding the rice noodle dumpling in the small flat-bottomed jar.

His hands were covered with white powder, and tiny beads of sweat oozed from his forehead and the tip of his nose. Every time he exerted a lot of force, he would clenched his teeth and pursed his lips tightly.Under the flickering candlelight, his appearance was extraordinarily vivid and pleasing.

Zhuo Yun drenched his hands with the clean well water in the wooden barrel, then approached, but stretched out his hand from behind Zhuo Yichen, and followed him to pick up rice dumplings.

Zhuo Yichen stopped his movements, only then did he realize that his arms were already a little numb.The rice balls have been continuously kneaded for a long time, but they are still short of the last strength.

Zhuo Yun said to his sweating brother: "You rest, I'll come."

Zhuo Yichen didn't care at all that he was surrounded by the other party's arms. He also focused on guiding, "It must be pressed and kneaded everywhere. The strength determines the taste. You need to use more force."

Zhuo Yun let out a "hmm", he moved his body a little closer, and said, "It's better to exert strength this way."

Zhuo Yichen also gave a "hmm" in agreement, without realizing that if the other party let go of him with no one in between, then Zhuo Yun would exert more force.

"There are only ten days left before the first test, why haven't you started preparing yet?" Zhuo Yun asked while kneading the rice balls.

Zhuo Yichen slapped his head, he almost forgot such an important thing!But it's not too late to remember now, the Famous House Club's first test shouldn't be too grand, right?How about making a simple dish picture?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yichen asked, "Stinky tofu?"

Zhuo Yun vetoed it without thinking, "No." His tone was quite authoritative.

"Why?"

"The competition in the first test is much more intense than the second and third rounds. As long as you enter the first test, you will be considered famous. Even if you are defeated in the second and third rounds, it doesn't matter, because the list of the first test is announced, and those people can be said to have become famous in one fell swoop. It can be seen how important the initial test is?" Zhuo Yun explained again, "Just like the imperial examination, most of the candidates who have won the Jinshi can be appointed as officials. Although the official rank is not necessarily high, and only the top three can face the holy, but most of them are not. That kind of ambition and aspiration, just seek it."

Zhuo Yichen nodded thoughtfully.This is indeed the reason.

He said to Zhuo Yun, "Then I'll listen to you?"

Zhuo Yun smiled and asked: "Okay, then let me ask you, what is the ultimate goal of the Famous Sword Club?"

Zhuo Yichen replied: "Culinary skills."

Zhuo Yun glared at him lightly, "I told you before. This 'Famous Knife Society' is the same as a draft girl. The difference is that it is to enrich the royal chef of the palace."

"Well," Zhuo Yichen nodded slowly, as if he finally remembered what the other party said, he thought for a while and asked, "And then?"

"Those cooks will specifically look for dishes from the Imperial Dining Room to cook."

"They are not cooks in the palace, how can they know the recipes of the imperial dining room?"

"There will be rumors among the people, and some people will ask their acquaintances in the palace to inquire."

While the two were talking, the rice dumplings in the flat-bottomed tank were also kneaded. As soon as Zhuo Yun let go, the white ball of rice noodles swelled by itself, and it felt soft and muscular just by looking at it.

Zhuo Yichen took over again, pinched off a small white ball, and began to knead it into a flat, long strip in his hands.Zhuo Yun also pinched with him, talking while pinching.

"The dishes in the Imperial Dining Room can be summed up by the eight characters 'rare, rare, elegant, and weird'. They are exquisite in color, quality, aroma, taste, shape, and even the utensils used to serve them. .”

Zhuo Yichen nodded in agreement again. In his impression, court cuisine did have this feature, and he didn't care how Zhuo Yun knew about it.

"Buddha jumping over the wall, yellow braised shark's fin, snowflake shad, roasted deer tendon, braised bear's paw..." Zhuo Yun casually reported the names of several dishes, and added, "You have to think about this aspect."

Zhuo Yichen looked at him eagerly.

Picking treasures, our family is no longer the well-known Zhuo Mansion. This family has no money left because it eats meat from time to time.The rare ingredients of Buddha jumping over the wall, shark's fin and bird's nest, shad and abalone are really unbearable.And he has never done weird things like deer tendons and bear paws.

Isn't this embarrassing your brother?

Zhuo Yun said: "If you bring stinky tofu over, people will blow you out."

Zhuo Yichen: "..." Is it really good to despise traditional folk snacks so much?

"But, what you said... I can't do it." Zhuo Yichen said slowly, "There is no money at home."

After finishing speaking, both of them fell silent.

Even if it is a bad variety of shad, the price is more than ten times that of ribs. How can the family free up the money?Unless it is the mother's dowry or the calligraphy, painting and swords collected by the father.This is the only valuable thing in the Zhuo family.But neither of the brothers would speak to Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother.This pair of parents has already done enough for them, Zhuo Yun is still at the age of going to school and spending money, and Zhuo Yichen has just taken over as the back cook of Shao's mansion, and has not really received his salary yet.Reach out to your parents for the Famous Sword Club, but the brothers are unwilling.And they didn't mention this matter to their parents, because they were afraid that their parents would worry about taking the initiative to take care of it.

Zhuo Yichen put the kneaded rice cakes into the dilapidated steamer one by one, and added a whole bundle of firewood under the stove.When the firewood is gone and the fire stops, the warm and soft rice cakes should be steamed.When Zhuo Yun got up early in the morning, he could eat directly, instead of going to morning reading hungry.

Zhuo Yichen blew out the small oil lamp in the kitchen, and went back to the sleeping room together with Zhuo Yun.Because Zhuo Yichen is more afraid of the cold, Zhuo Yun will go to bed and warm the quilt before letting him in.But tonight Zhuo Yun didn't go to bed first, but took out something from the big box.

He put the piece of Huangfeng jade in Zhuo Yichen's hands, "Tomorrow you are going to Shao Mansion, find a pawn shop nearby and pawn it."

Zhuo Yichen was taken aback for a moment, then put the jade back into the opponent's hand, and shook his head very firmly.

Zhuo Yun said lightly: "This thing is useless." People who don't know jade don't understand what this means, but people who know jade will probably recognize his face.

Zhuo Yun thinks so.The facts may be different from what he thought, but Zhuo Yun didn't want to think so much anymore.He just wanted to help this person in front of him.