Wang Baochuan, the foodie of time travel

Just when Wang Baochuan turned around and wanted to go out, a black object exposed from a pile of sundries beside the store counter attracted Wang Baochuan.Seeing that thing, Wang Baochuan accidentally bumped into a bag of alfalfa piled on the side, and the things scattered all over the ground, and the boss ran over aggressively, trying to beat him up.

When the boss ran over, he kicked the black round thing, and it turned over. This, isn’t this just dried shiitake mushrooms?

Wang Baochuan was a little excited, and regardless of the boss's fierce expression, he grabbed the boss's sleeve and said, "Boss, do you want to sell this thing?"

The owner of the Shanhuo shop took a look at the dried shiitake mushrooms she was holding, raised his eyebrows and said, "That rubbish thing hasn't been sold for a month or two. It was brought by a businessman from Lingnan to pay off the debt, and they said it was delicious. You eat it." Eat it, it's hard and dry, it's unpalatable."

But the boss was not fooled by her words, but pointed to the alfalfa on the ground and said, "Well, what are you going to do?"

Alfalfa is actually grass heads. When a pile of grass heads fell on the ground, Wang Baochuan had no choice but to say, "Then I'll buy it."

The boss snorted, meaning you are sensible.

Wang Baochuan was worried. She lost the money before she started earning it. It was a bad start, but she was surprised to find the mushrooms, so she said to the boss, "Boss, can you sell me the mushrooms?"

The boss looked at him, took out a big bag of shiitake mushrooms from under the counter, and said, "It's weird that you want this thing, just take it. Forty Wen, I'll make money." Wang Baochuan saw such a big bag, Even the bag was included for free, very pleasantly surprised, I quickly thanked the boss, picked up the grass head, and bought mushrooms, she planned to start making steamed buns today, and went home excitedly, planning to try it, Wang’s vegetable buns, even thinking about it Drooling.

On the way home, Wang Baochuan thought about the necessary steps all the way. Now she still lacks a steamer, and she doesn't have the burden to carry on the street, but she doesn't think it's urgent, and the way to do it is to cook the food first.

I found Aunt Liu and asked her where she could buy cutting boards.Aunt Liu supported her waist and laughed loudly, "Oh, little lady, you are so funny. You can just find a wooden stake on the cutting board mountain and saw it off. I will find your husband."

After speaking, he took out a saw from home and gave it to her.

Holding the saw, Wang Baochuan thought that if he approached Xue Pinggui, he would probably have to mess around with the terms again, so he had to do it himself to get enough food and clothing.

There are indeed many wooden posts on the back mountain, but Wang Baochuan has never sawed wood before, and when she put the saw on it, no matter how much strength she used, the wooden posts still remained motionless without any damage.

For an hour, Wang Baochuan was so exhausted that he turned his back on his back, but Mu Zhuang stayed upright. If he could laugh, Mu Zhuang's mouth would not be able to close now. Without her doing it, he would have laughed in two.

Tired for a long time, Wang Baochuan wanted to give up, and took the saw to find the bamboo seller in the workshop.The seller of bamboo wares is an old man, his hair has almost fallen out, but the things are made very well.

Wang Baochuan told the old man what he wanted, and the old man was very straightforward, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, little lady, I will take care of it."

After paying the deposit, I first bought a rough steamer, which is also a kind of cooking utensil for steaming food, but it is different from the steamer Wang Baochuan designed for the old man to make, and the utilization rate is too low to be suitable for mass production.

Wang Baochuan has already made up his mind that her Wanchai wharf can be chained. Of course, her Wang's steamed stuffed buns must be mass-produced to reduce production costs and increase production. This is an essential quality for a qualified craftsman.

Without a chopping board, she had to get a stone board first, but this would cause great damage to the knives. Wang Baochuan is now frugal in everything, so he is very careful.

Sift the fine wheat flour, and save the excess for later use. When the dough is fermenting, Wang Baochuan carries the ingredients to the river to wash them.

While washing vegetables, soaking shiitake mushrooms and cleaning ingredients, when he came back, he saw Xue Pinggui eating tofu with his legs crossed.

Wang Baochuan no longer has any ideas about this man who does not know how to make progress. The so-called man is afraid of entering the wrong line of work. He has been dragging the back legs of the road to a well-off life.

"What's for dinner?" Xue Pinggui knew what to eat as soon as he opened his mouth, but he was already thick-skinned enough to bounce back the winks that Wang Baochuan showed him.Wang Baochuan thought that if the steamed buns he steamed could be as elastic as his skin, the business would be very good.

Wang Baochuan gritted his teeth, poured out the vegetables, and chopped them with a knife. Xue Pinggui felt that she was not chopping vegetables, but that she was trying to kill someone.

Those who were empty-handed were afraid of those with knives, so Xue Pinggui strolled out the door in a very witty and pretending manner.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the sky in the Tang Dynasty was spotless, like the finest blue satin. Wang Baochuan was struggling to make Wang's vegetable buns at home, while Luo County King Li Feibai was caught studying government affairs.

Li Feibai prides himself on being a leisurely and pleasant young man, so it is fine to ask him to read the official document in a serious manner, but when he reads the document, someone has to watch him, otherwise he may slip away if he doesn't pay attention.

Because his daughter made Li Feibai a joke, Wang Yun didn't dare to embarrass him for several days, but Wang Yun could find someone to embarrass Ji Haoya and let Ji Haoya embarrass Li Feibai.

No, Ji Haoya was lying on the desk with the juice in his hand, looking at the official document and then at Li Feibai, and saw that although Li Feibai was dealing with the official document very seriously, his mind seemed to be very ethereal.

"Thinking of your little peasant woman who ran away with someone?" Ji Haoya teased Li Feibai.

Li Feibai raised his head, his eyes were sharp, and he killed people invisible, but Ji Haoya didn't take him seriously at all, "Well, it seems to be right, in order to reward myself, I decided to eat a plum." Jie took a sweet and sour plum from Li Feibai's face and put it in his mouth to chew.

Li Feibai said, "I planned to invite you to Zhuyueju for a drink at night, but I'm afraid that eating too much will cause you to eat too much, so let's forget it."

After speaking, he pushed the plate of plums onto Ji Haoya's desk, and Ji Haoya quickly put down the half-eaten plums in his hands, and said with a smile, "Hey, isn't it just a good appetite to eat plums? I have a good appetite."

Li Feibai looked at his round face, which was very in line with the current aesthetics, and suddenly thought, how to make this face annoying?Is it okay to push all the official duties to him?

While the two were talking, the spy who could come in without reporting had already knelt in front of Li Feibai, clasped his fists in front of his forehead, and reported Wang Baochuan's daily activities one by one today.

Ji Haoya listened with a condescending smile, but Li Feibai didn't take it seriously. From what he heard, Wang Baochuan did everything that surprised him. Could it be that Wang Sanniang, who almost became the princess of the county, really planned to marry her? So you are selling steamed cakes?

Hearing that Wang Baochuan fought against the stake for half an hour and finally lost, Ji Haoya laughed until his stomach ached, "Hahaha, she's so funny."

Li Feibai was holding a cup and smiling, it seemed that everything was getting more and more interesting, maybe tomorrow you could hear her carrying a burden to buy steamed cakes in the streets and alleys?Although he was still in the Ziwei Pavilion, his thoughts had already drifted away. Even Ji Haoya's exaggerated laughter couldn't make Li Feibai react.

Ji Haoya rewarded him, then waved the man back out, and looked at Li Feibai with one hand.Seeing the hunting look in his eyes again, Ji Haoya felt that things became more and more interesting. How to chase back the lady who ran away with others, will it become the test question of this year's Mingjing Science Examination?

Wang Baochuan's first steamed steamed stuffed bun is out of the oven. The dough is not bad, but the taste is too rough. It seems that the flour should be more carefully selected.

She put the tofu on a wooden board, wrapped it in gauze and pressed it, so it might not be usable today.

The taste of the vegetable stuffing is okay, but it seems that there is less sugar and monosodium glutamate, and the umami taste cannot be displayed, which needs to be improved.

With the addition of shiitake mushrooms, the flavor of the stuffing has a fragrance, which is very good, keep it.

She made one without ghee and one with ghee respectively. The taste with ghee was a bit strange, but the taste without ghee was more refreshing.

Wang Baochuan felt that although he had made this new type of steamed stuffed bun, if there was a market, he should let the neighbors try it and see how everyone evaluated it.

So she stacked the buns one by one in a bowl, a total of twelve, half with ghee and half without, and distributed them to the neighbors of Hanyao for free.

After the neighbors tasted it, the basic comments are as follows:

Er Gouzi: It tastes good, much better than what I usually eat. (Hey, that's because you usually have a meal and a meal.)

Lai San: It’s okay, the one with ghee is delicious, but the steamed cake skin is not soft enough.

Liu Si: This steamed cake has a good texture, um, the taste is not bad, but the ingredients are less. (Knead the buns to feel the texture. Wang Baochuan: You rascal! Liu Si: Sanniang, you are thinking too much.)

Qian Wuniang: Ah, it tastes better than the ones I bought in the world, and it smells so good, but what is that black thing?Are your dishes not washed? Hey? ! (Wang Baochuan: You didn’t wash it. Your whole family didn’t wash it. Are those mushrooms? Shiitake mushrooms!)

Xue Pinggui: As long as there is something to eat, bring it all to me, I am hungry. (Wang Baochuan: Get out! I didn’t ask you to collect money. It’s not bad.)

The strangest thing was that there was a person, Wang Baochuan asked him to eat it on the spot and give an evaluation, but he left with two buns, his pace was as fast as Lingbo Weibu.Wang Baochuan scratched his head, was he afraid of her repentance by running so fast?

But overall, the response is good. Wang Baochuan plans to improve the ratio and increase the fermentation time to increase the fluffiness of the dough.Add a small amount of ghee, cut the shiitake mushrooms into mince, and chop the green vegetables finely, without adding ginger and garlic.

That night, Wang Baochuan was very satisfied eating the buns he made.When she was at home, she often went to some forums to see how the food is made, and then went to the vegetable market to buy food and cook it herself. Her ex-boyfriend was full of praise for her craftsmanship, and every time she ate delicious food For dishes, she will also try to make them by herself by tasting and guessing the recipe.

In the past, she studied English and Japanese, and watched American dramas most. Among all the new subjects, she was best at English and mathematics, physics and chemistry. She hated Chinese and history the most. It is enough to be able to speak and write, but God’s will tricks people. Now that you have traveled to ancient times, you don’t understand anything. You don’t know anyone and you can only rely on flipping books.Now that this is the case, Wang Baochuan feels that he is probably only good at cooking.

But after all, we are in a different era, and the taste, kitchen utensils, and ingredients are all different, so many things can only be done slowly.

Stopping her wild thoughts, the steamed buns in her hands exude a tempting aroma. I don’t know if it’s because she’s really hungry, or because the ingredients in the 21st century are all mass-produced, so they don’t have as much original flavor as handmade ones. Wang Baochuan ate The buns made by myself are delicious.

In any case, Wang Baochuan was very satisfied with using ancient utensils to make what he wanted. As a foodie, as long as his stomach is full, he feels that all the suffering in the world is nothing, and a sense of happiness arises spontaneously.

Wang Baochuan looked at the things piled up in a room, very happy, inspected the minced vegetables, looked at the dried tofu, and then confirmed that the wheat flour was still there, Wang Baochuan turned around and lay back on the mat again, tired all day, tired Unbearable, she lay down and couldn't move anymore.

Feeling the cool breeze of summer night blowing slowly, blowing into the house through the gaps in the tiles, cicadas singing bursts, and the tip of the nose is full of the fragrance of soil and grass.

For the first time, Wang Baochuan developed a leisurely mood towards such a life.