Great Imperial Merchant

At the beginning of July, which is the beginning of summer, the lotus in the small pond of the main house gradually blooms, and the pink and white petals are like a small round spindle, allowing the dew to settle down for a short time.

I don't know when the tree is singing the song, and the cicadas are screaming non-stop.

Yang Zhongyuan woke up early, lying on the bed and watching the warm wind blowing over the veil on the bed, the spun yarn fluttered, and the sunlight slanted in.

The weather has become hotter recently, and their carved canopy bed has also changed the curtains, which can be regarded as a bit of ventilation.

Yang Zhongyuan got up lazily, changed into the mansard gown that Changqing had prepared for him yesterday, and then called him in for water and green salt.

After washing up, Changqing quickly backed out without saying a word of nonsense.

Yang Zhongyuan sat down in front of the bronze mirror and tied his hair carefully.

In the bronze mirror, a pair of slender hands were moving through the black hair, Yang Zhongyuan was in a daze, thinking that Cheng Weizhe had returned.

The beads on the bed curtain hit the bedpost, making a crisp sound.Yang Zhongyuan came back to his senses, and quickly tied his long hair into a square scarf.

Today he didn't go to the shop, but got up early, had breakfast with his father and Xiaotian, and then walked slowly to the backyard of the main house.

Because Yang Zhongyuan always wanted to develop new dishes, the abandoned side room behind the main house was converted into a kitchen. The shop is usually busy, so Yang Zhongyuan seldom comes here.

However, Changqing had already been ordered to clean up the place early, and all the ingredients were replaced with new dishes that were just delivered today.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't let Changqing follow, he walked to the back kitchen by himself, and then closed the door.

Seeing Changqing coming back from behind, Zhou Quanxu asked him with a smile, "Didn't you ask for help?"

Changqing shook his head, respectfully said: "Go back to the old lady, no."

Zhou Quanxu smiled after hearing this, bent down and pinched Xu Xiaotian's nose: "We are lucky today, and I will thank you Uncle Zhe later."

After hearing his words, Xu Xiaotian immediately opened his eyes wide: "Really?"

Zhou Quanxu nodded: "Really, let's go out with grandpa. While your grandpa Han is away, hurry up and play for a while."

"En!" Xu Xiaotian replied loudly.

Although Xu Xiaotian is a very well-behaved and sensible child, the days of studying with Han Shiqian are really suffocating.There are endless books to read and lessons to learn every day, and I don’t know when it will be the end.This is the first time for Han Shiqian to teach a child, and he always wants to teach him everything he has learned, so that Xu Xiaotian has no time to pester Yang Zhongyuan to the shop, so he can only obediently squat at home to study.

Although Zhou Quanxu feels sorry for the child, he also knows that what he learns is the most useful thing, so he usually thinks of ways to play with him so that he can relax.

Yang Zhongyuan didn't know what the grandparents and grandson were talking about. He rummaged through the ingredients, first took out two tender bamboo shoots, and then a handful of wolfberry heads. Mushrooms and locust leaves that were specially picked by people.

First wash these ingredients with water and soak them, then Yang Zhongyuan went to get a yellow chicken.

There was a poem that said, "There is a lot of green wine in the hall, and there is only a golden chicken in the cup." The golden chicken is the yellow chicken used.The white wine is just ripening, and the yellow chicken is fattening. It is a good time to eat yellow chicken in early summer.

The method of golden chicken is not difficult, but the chicken needs to be three or four months old, with thin skin and tender meat, so that it can have the original taste of chicken.

Just take a freshly killed yellow chicken, cook it whole with sesame oil and salt, add green onions and peppers, wait until it is cooked and the aroma comes out, then cut the chicken into cubes, and serve it with freshly heated white wine, it tastes just right.

When it is ready, swallow a piece of chicken, and the original umami taste of the chicken will immediately fill your mouth. Now that it's still early, Yang Zhongyuan pointed to a simple treatment of the chicken, and then went to change the washed tender bamboo shoots into a knife.

Today is a special day. Yang Zhongyuan wants to make a dish of locust leaves, served with the freshest three crispy toppings. It will definitely taste delicious in the hot summer.Locust leaf Lengtao is not difficult, but the name is elegant, Lengtao is cold noodles, it is most suitable to eat on this day.

Soak the tenderest pagoda leaves in summer with boiling water, then grind and filter the juice, mix with noodles for washing, cook and put on a plate, it looks green and lovely.

Usually Lengtao is eaten with vinegar and soy sauce, but Yang Zhongyuan chose to make a topping to match it today.

Three crispy toppings, I think it is the most necessary to use in this sweltering heat.

Take the freshest young bamboo shoots, mushrooms and medlar heads, boil them with salt, mix them with a little fragrant cooked oil, pepper, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, and a refreshing three-crispy topping is ready.

These three ingredients are rare, crispy, refreshing and fragrant. It is most appropriate to call them three crispy.

After preparing all these ingredients, Yang Zhongyuan took two shad carp and opened them up. First, he washed the fish intestines carefully, but did not remove the fish scales, but only rinsed off the blood on the fish.The scales of shad are not hard, and it also has the effect of clearing away heat and detoxifying, so it is generally not removed.

I don't know what's going on, Yang Zhongyuan has always been able to deal with these fish, shrimp and freshwater, but today he felt that the blood on his hands was extremely glaring, and the natural fishy smell seemed to envelope him from all directions, making him Can barely breathe.

Yang Zhongyuan frowned. Holding his breath, he quickly disposed of the shad, and then quickly threw it into a clean basin aside.

After finishing all this, he washed his hands, and then ran outside the kitchen to take a few deep breaths.

Probably because he didn't sleep well, Yang Zhongyuan thought so.

He looked up at the sky outside and saw that it was almost noon, so he stopped thinking about these things and turned back to the kitchen to continue the unfinished work.

After kneading Lengtao well, he put the chicken into the pot, and then he started to adjust the seasoning for steaming shad.

Shad is an extremely rare fish. Together with puffer fish and saury, it is called "Sara Sanxian".Because shad is rare and expensive, ordinary people can't afford it, but Yang Zhongyuan is too obsessed with eating. Even if he is not a wasteful person, he bought the only two that he saw without hesitation.

In his heart, he wants to bring the best flavors in the world to his family's table, so that they can taste the most precious flavors.

There is a poem that says, "Grilled shad with bud ginger and purple vinegar, the snow bowl is more than two feet high. There is peach blossom spring in the south, and the flavor here is better than water shield." Only this poem can give you a glimpse of the delicious taste of shad.

Yang Zhongyuan's method is slightly different from what is mentioned in the poem. He grinds peppercorns, amomum, and soy sauce into small pieces, and adds some sugar and lard to make the taste even stronger.After that, take out the tin pot that is usually used to warm wine, put the fish in, then add water, wine, and green onion with the seasoning just adjusted, pour over the fish body, and steam it in the pot.

After finishing this, he went to mix the three crispy toppings again, and when everything was ready, Changqing's voice suddenly sounded outside the kitchen: "Master Yuan, the old master and the old master Zhe have arrived at the door."

When Yang Zhongyuan heard this, he immediately threw down the pots and pans in the kitchen, washed his hands hastily, pulled the apron on his lap casually, opened the door and ran out.

Changqing stood there looking at his back, and wanted to run out with him, but unexpectedly there was the sound of "cooking" from the kitchen behind him, Changqing's footsteps paused, and finally had no choice but to stay and take care of the kitchen.

Although he is not a master chef, he can also cook first-hand home cooking. The Yang family has a simple population. Cheng Weizhe and Yang Zhongyuan often do not eat at home, and Yang Zhongyuan does not need him to accompany him all the time, so he cooks most of the meals for the other people. Taking care of the pond fire is not difficult.

The sun was very high above his head, and he heard the noise in his ears. Yang Zhongyuan ran all the way, and finally slowed down when he approached the gate of the courtyard.

To be honest, he really missed Cheng Weizhe after not seeing him for ten days.

Over the past year, they have been together almost all the time, and they rarely separate.

Yang Zhongyuan reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and smoothed the folds of his clothes, and then walked out.

He suddenly remembered that when he came back last year, Cheng Weizhe had something to do in his shop, and he hadn't gone to the noodle stall for many days.

But now, it seems to be different from that time.

Maybe it's because the relationship has changed, or maybe it's because the two people are really used to living together. Now that they are separated so suddenly, the longing in their hearts is getting deeper and deeper.

He misses him, misses him, and worries about him. Even if this person is not around, he still feels that he is still in this house.

On the couch in the bedroom is still the casual clothes he often wears, on the table in the study are the books he has not finished reading, even the kettle in the tea room has a shallow bottom, waiting for the master to come back and refill it. wash.

Maybe it was because of the heat, or maybe it was because of worry, Yang Zhongyuan didn't sleep well during this time, and the newly added lethargy seemed to be cured overnight.He became the same as before, getting up early every day, and then busy.

Yang Zhongyuan walked slowly towards the front yard. There were newly blooming pearl plums on both sides of the path. The small white buds were round and round. Some of them had already stretched their bodies facing the golden crow, while others were still sleeping soundly.

Behind the flower bed, Sijigui is hanging tender yellow and white petals, blooming with a light and faint fragrance.

Perhaps because of the extended flowering period, its fragrance is not as good as other varieties of osmanthus, but it can bloom beautifully all the time.

Yang Zhongyuan had just walked a few steps when he saw a tall man in a green shirt approaching from far away.

Although he was far away and his face was very blurred, Yang Zhongyuan could tell at a glance that the person was Cheng Weizhe.

Suddenly, Yang Zhongyuan felt his heart beat a little faster, and his whole body was filled with joy and excitement. The trembling feeling lasted for a long time, so he could only stand where he was, watching Cheng Weizhe approaching in a daze.

I haven't seen him for ten days, but Cheng Weizhe's face seems to have been engraved in his heart long ago. Looking at it now, he is not unfamiliar at all.

Cheng Weizhe saw him standing there blankly, his eyes were a little straight, he couldn't help being a little funny, he reached out and touched Yang Zhongyuan's face, leaned close to his body and whispered in his ear: "Why? Don't you know me?"

Yang Zhongyuan blinked, and the familiar aura around him came back again. He suddenly reached out and hugged Cheng Weizhe's waist tightly, and shouted: "Azhe, you are back!"

Cheng Weizhe also wrapped his arms around his waist, and put his face to face and body to body: "Well, I'm back, miss me?"

From the moment the two came into contact, Yang Zhongyuan seemed to come back to life. Hearing Cheng Weizhe's words, he raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "Of course I miss you, how about you?"

Cheng Weizhe smiled softly, and groped his waist with his hands: "I think about it day and night, and you are the only one."

He pronounced the word Ye Xiang so hard that Yang Zhongyuan's ears turned red, and his whole body softened again.

"Azhe, happy birthday." Yang Zhongyuan looked into his eyes and said word by word.

Cheng Weizhe really didn't expect that he would remember his birthday so firmly, so he no longer cared about it, and leaned over to exchange the sweetest kiss with him.

The hard work of the previous ten days seemed to be dissipated by his words.

If you are like this, what can you ask for.