According to legend, in ancient times, the Shang kings had built a "deer platform" in the hunting garden, which at least shows that he often hunted many wild deer for food.

Wang Yan has always been a frequent visitor to the back kitchen of the palace, and often comes to the back kitchen from time to time to find some meat, vegetables, and grilled food.

Today, I accompanied the kitchen to go out to purchase. Among them was a deer.

The way of slaughtering animals here is similar to that of the West in the previous life, and there is no process of bloodletting the animals at all when they are killed directly.

You know, without this process, the degree of flesh smell is enough to induce any modern Chinese.

Seeing the deer blood sprinkled all over the ground, not only did I feel a little pity, but these were all good things for aphrodisiac.

When he returned to his room, he felt in his pocket next to his bed, and there was a tiny bag in his pocket.

Reaching out and flipping it, there was probably a small half of salt left in the small bag.

"I don't know if this little bit of salt is enough to eat at night. Wang Yan said secretly.

In the pocket is some refined salt that Wang Yan made before, but this eye color does not look pure, the salt grains are fine and distinct, and there is a slight pink.

However, there is no difference in taste, and if it had been left in a previous life, it might have been a high-end product that only Michelin-starred restaurants would use.

The coarse salt used in the palace is all locally produced, and the coarse salt is pink in lumps, and the purity is okay, if Wang Yan's appetite is concerned, it is only between what can be eaten and what cannot be eaten.

Salt is very valuable in this world, and the whole piece of coarse salt is equivalent to silver, and almost every country has to strictly control and supervise the various areas of its own eye.

Salt is largely capable of curbing the economic lifeblood of a country.

"Let's refine it a little more......"

I grabbed a few large pieces of coarse salt from the kitchen and went back to my room.

Although the relationship with the prince is good, the prince also intends to arrange a more decent residence for Wang Yan's mother and son, but this Wang Yan is really a little embarrassed, and Wang Yan's mother is a little reluctant to let these sisters flee together.

Later, the prince added a stove in the middle of this room, and it was easier for the people in the house to boil water.

There were several small pots in the room, as well as gauze for straining.

Wang Yan's steps to refine refined salt are also very simple, first put it in a pot and burn it to make saturated brine, then go through gauze several times, and then wait until it crystallizes and put it in a small bottle for preservation.

Wang Yan was a liberal arts student in his previous life, and he naturally didn't know anything about physics and chemistry, but fortunately, he still had some hands-on ability.

Although I always feel that the method of refining refined salt is not very formal, there is no major problem with this salt for the time being.

After a long day of work, it was already afternoon, and the kitchen was preparing the workers' meals.

These workers provide two meals a day, not that the palace is not particular about reluctance to give up that meal, after all, this rule is the rule.

There was plenty of food on the table, and there was a lot of meat, so the food was pretty good.

Bypassing the crowd, he found a clean wooden barrel, first put a lot of flour on the whole debarked deer leg and kneaded it, then threw it close to the wooden barrel, chopped three or four onions, beat a few eggs, and sprinkled some fine salt, and rubbed the deer leg for a long time.

By the time this was done, the workers outside had already finished their meals and gone to work.

The deer leg has been marinated for more than an hour now, and it seems to be about the same time when I think about it.

So he carried the wooden barrel alone to the front to find the prince to barbecue.

After all, Wang Yan is not very old, only six years old. It was a bit of a struggle to carry such a large wooden barrel by one person.

Finally halfway through, I suddenly remembered the group of wolf-like rich ladies in the front yard, and this little bit of meat is not enough for people to stuff their teeth.

After hesitating, he chose to enter through the back door to find the prince.

At this time, the prince was chatting with a beautiful woman in the room, and Wang Yan heard the voice of a woman in the prince's room from afar.

Secretly detoured to the door of the house, looked up and secretly glanced inside......

"Damn, the old man is cheating?!" Wang Yan didn't believe his eyes.

At this time, while arranging the hair of the beautiful woman next to him, the prince touched the woman's head dotingly.

Wang Yan was looking at the woman, she was unusually beautiful, tall and long-legged, especially this figure......

"Flutter ......"

Suddenly I felt a warm sensation in my nostrils.

It's not that Wang Yan is lustful, it's just that this woman's appearance is really worthy of Wang Yan's nosebleed.

Quickly turned his back, wiped it under his nose, wiped the nosebleed on his face with his sleeve, and then turned back to see if anything new could happen.

Voyeurism must be shameful, and naturally there is no way to wash it.

But voyeurism is really addictive.

So Wang Yan pouted his buttocks, grabbed the crack in the door, and prepared to see what kind of touching little plot happened back and forth after solving it.

It's just that he didn't expect that he just pouted his ass and lay at the door, but the door of the room was kicked open from the inside, and Wang Yan's poor nose was almost broken by the solid wood door.

"What kind of person, dare to be presumptuous in the palace!" I saw a burst of coquettish cheers in the room.

Wang Yan's head was knocked into a trance for a while, and then he felt that he was being dragged by the neck and carried him to the house.

The prince hurriedly asked the woman to let go.

I didn't expect this woman to be so violent, and she actually ...... "fluttering ......"

King Zhenxi came over and hurriedly stopped the woman.

Wang Zhen's vision is naturally good, and he has recommended a lot of talents for the emperor in his life, such as Pan Zhen, the general who is now guarding the northern regions, Liu Jie, the general who is guarding the southern part of the new country, and Li Lianfeng, the female general in this room, are all important ministers of the new country who were picked up by the prince Wang Zhen.

Li Lianfeng, as the supreme general guarding the imperial city, is naturally deeply loved by the emperor, but this twisted melon is indeed not very sweet, so this matter was put on hold and starved

"Inside, little brother, what's wrong with your nose......" Li Lianfeng hugged Wang Yan to his lap and sat down, pinching Wang Yan's little face and checking Wang Yan's nose.

"Okay, okay, don't look at it, I'll tell you, this kid is very honest, how can it be so easy to hurt him, it's not too early to pack up and go to dinner later." ”

Wang Yan looked at himself, the nosebleed on one hand, this is called not hurting? It is estimated that what kind of boiled meat is it at night.

Wang Yan reluctantly got off Sister Lianfeng's lap and came to the back door to lift the wooden barrel out.

When the prince saw that this good deer leg was "ruined" like this by this kid, he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted.

"What kind of mess did you kid make, what did you touch on this good deer leg, and you still put so many shallots?!Don't you know that shallots are fruits?" the prince hurriedly said to Wang Yan.

Wang Yan was also stunned when he listened, when did this onion let this confused prince return to the fruit.

"Originally, I thought that I wanted to let the prince feast on it tonight, but who thought that the prince didn't have this oral ...... Sister Lianfeng, why don't you wait for my brother to take you to eat delicious food. After Wang Yan brought the barrel in, he sat back on the sister's lap very naturally.

"Okay. Li Lianfeng smiled and pinched Wang Yan's little nose that no longer bleeds, and said to Wang Yan affectionately.

"Hey, hey, hey......"

"Ah, why is your nose bleeding again......"