Ding Tian's Ancient Life

"Nowadays!" Another jailer exclaimed, "It was unimaginable before."

"How did you get through the old days?" The jailer was amused: "I don't like to recall any more now."

"Yeah, I used to eat meat for the holidays, but now I eat it every now and then, hehe... My kid is no longer thin and weak, and now he is in great health, and he hasn't been sick for so long..." Mentioning his son, the jailer His eyes were red.

I used to live a tight life, the child has not eaten meat a few times since he was born, he is thin and small, he looks like he will not grow up, and he is afraid every day, for fear that something will happen to his son.

It’s different now, my son has gained ten catties, his hair is no longer yellow, his little face is fleshy, and his calves are strong

When the child is well, the adults are relieved.

Now they are working hard one by one, and they are no longer perfunctory, not to mention that they have learned Chinese characters in the government office, and they can teach them to the children at home later.

Listening to the conversation of the jailers outside the door, Yun Huaqing became even more confused.

The matter of the autumn harvest is of great importance, and almost the whole world will be waiting for it, even if it is not a farm... don't you want to eat?

So at this time, nothing is as big as the autumn harvest.

Even the frontier troops will prepare their troops for war, to guard against the invasion of foreign enemies, and to snatch the fruits of the harvest.

After ten days of busy work, almost everything that can be harvested has been harvested. Except for corn stubble and residual stalks, the rest in the field are vegetables such as autumn cabbage and autumn radish. After autumn harvest, before winter, what should be dried is dried, what should be dehydrated is dehydrated, what should be pickled is pickled...

Even Ding Tian's house is now flooded with autumn vegetables.

The north is bitterly cold, especially in winter.

There are very few fresh green vegetables, only some small vegetables such as garlic sprouts, leeks, and spinach grown in flower pots, and the rest are the old four things of cabbage, sauerkraut, radish, and potatoes, and at most there is a piece of tofu.

And in autumn, we need to make miso, which is the most commonly used seasoning in winter.

Ding Tian also had seven days of "farming leave", but he didn't do anything else during these seven days, because Wang Zuo came back, and he really brought a bear back for him!

The bear skin was made into a bear skin mattress for him, and the bear paw... Ding Tian was staring at the bear paw: "Is this the bear paw?"

"En." Wang Zuo pointed to a pair of bear paws on the plate: "Eat it!"

"Hehe..." Ding Tian sucked in his saliva, dropped his chopsticks...after taking a bite, chewed...chewed...swallowed, with a strange expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Wang Zuo looked at him.

"Is this the taste of bear's paw?" Ding Tian smacked his mouth: "It seems a bit like braised pork, but it's much thicker than pork..."

"A hundred plates of your braised pork can't match this bear's paw." Wang Zuo took a bite slowly: "This food should be eaten while it's hot."

Eat, after I killed the bear, I kept it alive, and I slaughtered it when I got here, and I immediately put it in the pot to make it, eat it quickly, it will not taste good when it is cold. "

"Wait a minute..." Ding Tian ran to fill a bowl of rice and came back, smashed half of a bear's paw with chopsticks, mixed it with soup, poured it into a bowl, and ate it with rice: "It's much better to eat like this gone."

There is not only the big dish of braised bear's paw, but also the delicacies they collected from the mountains, a cold dish "mixed with rare mushrooms skillfully", which tastes really good, not to mention greasy.

"You... oh...!" Wang Zuo was speechless when he saw Ding Tian eating like this. Although this braised bear's paw was nothing in his eyes, he also knew that ordinary people couldn't afford it, nor could they eat this dish.

Even if you have bear paws... you must have a cook who can make bear paws.

The chefs in ordinary restaurants don't have this ability, let alone ordinary people.

"Eat, eat!" Ding Tian gritted his teeth: "Yes, you're back, and I happened to be on a busy farming holiday, so what, I'm going to make miso, watch it, I've made it, and it's just for you to eat. "

Sure enough, Wang Zuo frowned: "Me?"

"Yes!" Ding Tian nodded.

In fact, the method of miso is very simple. Boil soybeans, mash them into puree, make sauce base, and put it into the vat after fermentation.

The key is that Wang Zuo has a psychological shadow. It's not that he doesn't eat soybean paste, but he despises soybean paste!

Let him watch it, or do it by himself, then he will not dislike the dirty sauce.

"I did it myself... I did it... good!" Wang Zuo didn't know what he thought of, but he agreed.

It was nothing if he agreed, Ding Tian was only surprised, but Wang Fugui looked like the sky was falling: "My lord? What are you going to do? Serve the miso?"

"Yes!" Wang Zuo looked at his nurse brother: "You help me, start a fire, and carry some water."

"My lord!" Wang Fugui quit immediately: "Don't listen to this guy! Even my mother doesn't make miso at home.

Yes, that's a cook's job, and when you're in the countryside, that's what old women do... How can you...? "

This is so out of place, he dare not imagine, in case his mother finds out... he must be skinned!

"What's the matter?" Wang Zuo was very stubborn: "I also know that the sauce is delicious, and I also know where my heart disease is. This time, I will do it with Tian Er to see if I can change this problem? For me not to eat sauce , you never eat it, even if it is boiled in plain water, you don't dip it in sauce, why bother."

"That's right, it's a heart disease, it's fine if it's cured." Ding Tian licked his face, and said greasy: "By the way, the beef sauce is good

eat or not?Now that there are still fresh red peppers, I will make more. It is best to keep them for a long time. Unfortunately, they can’t be kept for too long.

"

The beef sauce didn't have any preservatives at all, so he had nowhere to get it, so he could only let Wang Zuo eat two extra meals while it was still in good condition.

"Okay, let's do it together, can I put some homemade sauce this time?"

"No, at least the miso can't be eaten until the twelfth lunar month, when it's in the vat." Ding Tian curled his lips: "Because it still needs to be fermented."

Wang Zuo didn't know how to make "miso sauce" at all, and no one dared to mention this matter in front of him.

The two agreed that Wang Fugui's opinion could be ignored, but Wang Fugui implemented it very seriously. He sent someone to buy [-] catties of soybeans that were newly harvested this year.

Then I begged General Gao to allocate fifty people to him, and I will not do anything else for the time being, and first pick out the two hundred catties of soybeans....When Ding Tian was cooking soybeans, he asked Wang Zuo to wash the soybeans five times with clean water, and then he took a bath himself. Ding Tian did the same. He was wearing short clothes made of fine linen. Put the hair in a small hat, wear sleeves on the arms, and wrap a big apron around the body, clean enough to perform surgery on people.

In this way, together with Wang Zuo, we boiled soybeans, mashed them, and washed them out and put them in a large stoneware basin to cool.

"Is this the sauce?" Wang Zuo rubbed the hot thing on his hand.

"Don't touch it, it's scalded...Wow!" Ding Tian wanted to stop him at first, don't touch it, the thing has just come out of the pot, even if it has cooled down, it must be sixty or seventy degrees, and it will be hot if you touch it broken.

As a result, he found that Wang Zuo's hands were not even red!

"This temperature is nothing." Wang Zuo put down the things in his hand.

Ding Tian held his hand over and over to look at it, but Wang Fugui snatched the prince's "noble hand" back: "The prince's hand is precious."

"No, I just think, your skin is really thick!" Ding Tian raised his little paw: "My hands are red from the smoke, but your hand color hasn't changed at all!"

"You have a thick skin!" Wang Fugui was so angry that he wanted to die: "Our prince is rich in gold and jade, so you have a thick skin...!"

Ding Tian was really going to be pissed off.

But Wang Zuo was amused by the two of them: "Okay, it's okay, this little enthusiasm is nothing."

Ding Tian stuck out his tongue and fell silent. Wang Zuo glanced at him with deep eyes.

After a day of fuss, the evening meal was cooked by the chef brought by Wang Zuo.

The next day, pack the dried sauce base with clean kraft paper, tie it with a straw rope, and hang it under the eaves.

After clapping his hands, Ding Tian breathed a sigh of relief: "But it's done!"

The rest is waiting for fermentation, and after two months, it will be put into the vat, and in winter, there will be miso.

Wang Zuo looked at so many sauce blanks: "When the time comes, make a small jar alone, and I will give it away."

"Oh, you can do whatever you want. When the time comes, you can put the salt in the tank yourself." Ding Tian didn't ask him who to send, since he definitely didn't know him anyway.

Otherwise he would have said his name already.

Wang Zuo and Ding Tian were sitting on the big pit in the house to rest, the autumn air was crisp outside, the temperature dropped a lot, and the wind blowing through the hall made the house very cool.

Wang Fugui quickly poured fruit tea for the two of them. This fruit tea was also made by the prince's cook. Ding Tian liked it, and Wang Fugui liked it.

Zuo sent him ten catties.

Now that the tea is brewed, naturally, some snacks will be served.

"Seeing that it's Mid-Autumn Festival, I have someone bake mooncakes, and I'll bring them to you in a few days, green red silk ones, black sesame ones, five kernel ones, and jujube paste ones. Which one do you like to eat at that time, let them eat more. Do something." Wang Zuo looked in a good mood.

Although Ding Tian didn't know why he was in such a good mood, it was better to be in a good mood than to be in a bad mood: "I like to eat five kernels and green red silk, and jujube paste is too sweet. My two cousins ​​probably like it."

"Then bring back 200 yuan when you give your family a New Year's gift." Wang Zuo is generous. He has never met anyone from the Ding family, but he loves Wu Jiwu, and he is not stingy with the 200 yuan mooncakes.

"That's good!" Ding Tian was not polite, because he knew that the 200 yuan mooncakes might not even count as a drop in the bucket for the palace.

"By the way, when I went hunting over there, I heard something." Wang Zuo talked to him about business.

"What's the rumor?" Ding Tian looked at him suspiciously: "Someone stopped you and complained?"

"Why do you think so?" Wang Zuo suddenly widened his eyes.

"Because it's always acted like this in the drama!" Ding Tian said with some grounds, "Isn't it always the case for imperial envoys, stopping sedan chairs and shouting for injustice?"

"You don't watch that kind of drama in the future, it's all messed up." Wang Zuo couldn't laugh or cry: "What I said is that I have guards shopping in Baiyun County, and I heard some interesting rumors."

"What rumor?" Baiyun County?

"It is said that Miss Cai is not comfortable in the house and does not obey women's morals." Wang Zuo smelled the fruity fragrance of the fruit tea.

"Ah?" Ding Tian was stunned for a moment: "The dead Miss Cai?"

"That's right." Wang Zuo nodded, "It is said that he is engaged to Yun Xiucai, but in fact, he has to be engaged. My guards found out that Miss Cai is two months pregnant."

"Oh!" Ding Tian took a deep breath: "Then... Yun Huaqing killed her when she got agitated?"

"They all say that... No one in Baiyun County dares to blatantly talk about it. They all gossip behind their backs. The female relatives are almost so excited about it." Wang Zuo curled his lips: "A group of gossips."

Ding Tian looked at him strangely: "Since it's a topic of gossip among women's relatives, how did your guard know about it? Don't tell me, an old man, he's going to listen to the corner among the women!"

That's too fucking obscene, right?

Wang Zuo looked at Ding Tian as if looking at a strange flower: "Under this throne, can't there be a female guard? Can't there be a cook who buys ingredients?"

It's like he's surrounded by men!

"There are female guards beside you?" Ding Tian was even more surprised: "Why didn't I see it?"

Wang Zuo sighed, and Wang Fugui gloated and said, "You're done! I must tell Aunt Qu and the others that you didn't recognize them as women!"