Zhao Zhen shook his head, waved his hand to Chen Lin, and went to get another notebook.

When he got this notebook, Zhao Zhen was originally a little careless. But when I opened it, my eyes couldn't help but widen.

The book is Bao Zheng, and the content is that An Lehou Fan Yu is quite talented, good at the art of military weapons, and hopes that the official family will not stick to one pattern and appoint talents.

“…… This son's handwriting is very ugly, and he doesn't seem to have read much, but he is not an ignorant person. Ran has many whimsical ideas, and acts in a biased way. Suddenly became a royal prince, he was still young, and he was afraid that he would act recklessly, so he should not abandon it and ignore it. Your Majesty should use his own people, and do not lead them into the wrong path......"

Originally, Zhao Zhen didn't care much about Fan Yu, he was rich all over the world, what did it matter if he raised another idler. But now Bao Zheng said that this An Lehou is not an idler, he may still want to do something, and he is too young to let it go. He should be allowed to do something, but he should not relax his supervision and education to make him follow the right path.

Thinking that his biological mother, Empress Dowager Li, went to the Anle Hou Mansion, which made him a little uncomfortable, Zhao Zhen suddenly had an idea.

And Fan Yu, who was busy in the Hou Mansion, didn't know at all that the officials in the palace had paid attention to him.

The water in the iron pot was boiling, Fan Yu skimmed off the foam with a large spoon, and added spices and seasonings to the pot. Cover the pot and simmer slowly over medium-low heat.

At this time, Manager Ning also took back a bowl of old leaven noodles from the guards, "Master Hou, this thing has been brought back and can be used." ”

Fan Yu took the old fermented noodles and smelled them closely, and sure enough, it was a sour taste, and there were many pores like honeycombs on the surface.

Taking a pot of flour, Fan Yu first melted the old leaven noodles in the bowl with warm water, and then poured them into the basin.

Sprinkle some more sugar before kneading the dough. This white sugar has become An Lehou, and Fan Yu can afford to use it. I used to want to eat something sweet, but I could only afford caramel candy.

Seeing Fan Yu sprinkling white sugar on the noodles, Mr. Ning was a little puzzled, "Why does Master Hou want to sprinkle sugar in the noodles, is it because the taste of this noodles becomes sweet, but this bit of sugar is not enough." ”

"At this time, although the weather is not cold, it is not very hot. If it takes a long time to start, I add some sugar to it, and this side will grow faster. Fan Yu kneaded his dough and explained to Mr. Ning.

Manager Ning just asked casually, but he didn't want Fan Yu to say a lot of things he didn't understand. I didn't understand it before, and I still haven't understood it since.

"Master Hou is unusual, it seems that this skill is extremely strong." Mr. Ning smiled and complimented.

Fan Yu didn't care about him, kneading the dough by himself, kneading the dough until it was even, then covering it with a wet cloth and letting it rise.

Opening the lid of the pot in the middle, Fan Yu glanced at the pork stewed in the pot. At this time, the soup in the pot was thick and fragrant, and the smell wafted out and penetrated into the nostrils of Mr. Ning.

"What Master Hou said is right, although the taste of this pork is different from that of cattle and sheep, it also has a unique style." Mr. Ning saw the pieces of meat rolling up and down in the thick soup, and couldn't help licking his lips.

"The meat is freshly cooked, but it's not soft enough." Fan Yu shook his head slightly and said, "The pork bones are stewed together in the pot to increase the flavor and fragrance." The pork skin is more glutinous, and it must be stewed quickly to make the soup thick before it can be called bacon meat. ”

After listening to Fan Yu's words, Manager Ning was full of relish, and only felt that Master Hou was eating this dish very profoundly.

After waiting for a while, Fan Yu went to see what he had just done. After adding sugar, the dough rises much faster, and when the dough expands, you reach out and tear it open, and there are many fine honeycomb pores inside.

On top of the fire eye in another place, Fan Yu raised the fire again and put the pan of the pancake on the fire.

The dough is kneaded with alkaline water, rolled into a large dough, rolled into the puff pastry mixed in advance, and pulled the child's fist-sized agent. In the end, they were all made into three-inch diameter dough cakes, and then they patted the noodles on their hands.

Manager Ning looked at Fan Yu at this time, but secretly wondered in his heart, could it be that Hou Ye was a seller of cakes before?

If Fan Yuruo knew what Manager Ning was thinking, he would definitely not give him a good face.

After the dough was browned on both sides, Fan Yu put it on the stove and baked it, making the crust crispy and crispy. Just the wheat fragrance of this bread is enough to make people salivate.

"Master Hou, this bread is also sold in the market outside, why bother so much." Mr. Ning swallowed.

"When my stepmother comes to my house, my stephen naturally has to do some good." Fan Yu said with a smile: "There are many treasures in the palace, and the Queen Mother is not lacking. Therefore, what my righteous son can do for the Queen Mother is just a comfortable meal. My folk knowledge made Mr. Ning smile. ”

Manager Ning listened to Fan Yu's words, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't laugh, don't laugh." Hou Ye's filial piety makes our family envious. The queen mother has a righteous son like the Hou Ye, which is also a great blessing. ”

Fan Yu smiled and said, "Wait, I made a meatloaf, please taste it." ”

"That's really...... Master Hou is so polite, our family is not hypocritical. Mr. Ning nodded repeatedly.

Although it was just a meatloaf, it was made by Hou Ye himself, and this face was bigger.

What Fan Yu made today is Bai Ji Bao, which is relatively convenient and delicious. Da Song has already had Baiji steamed bun with meat this year, which is not unique to Fan Yu. This is still to miss the uneaten cooking cake when I first recognized my mother-in-law.

If you want to talk about the origin of Bai Ji Bao, it is recorded in the Tang Dynasty.

Liu Kui (su4), a scholar of Jixian Academy in the early years of Tang Tianbao, once recorded in "Sui and Tang Jiahua" that when Li Shimin, Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, was still in the palace, Yu Wenshi cut meat for Li Shimin, and wiped his hands with flour cakes after cutting the meat. Li Shimin thought that Yu Wenshi and a waste of food, so he stared at it. When the scholar noticed it, he took a big bite of the bread that had been stained with oil and meat foam. However, the taste is excellent, and since then there has been a white chicken bun with meat.

Fan Yu took out a large piece of soft and glutinous pork from the pot, chopped it into meat foam with a knife, and cut some tender green onions, and sandwiched them into the baked dough cake.

After dividing Mr. Ning's white Ji bun, Fan Yu took the rest and went to the main room to taste it for his stepmother.

Mr. Ning looked at the white Ji bun in his hand, the fragrance was fragrant, and it was very appetizing. Seeing that there was no one else in the kitchen, he took a bite of it.

There was a crisp sound, but the bread was baked just right, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. When I took a bite, the wheat and meat in the cake spurted out, and the gravy and oil flowed out of the corner of his mouth and touched his hand, which made Mr. Ning a little embarrassed.

However, what makes Mr. Ning have an endless aftertaste is that the pork in it is fat but not greasy, thin but not firewood, soft and glutinous, fragrant and melts in the mouth. And some tender onions take advantage of each other, which is difficult to let go.

Mr. Ning raised his eyebrows, our family has never eaten such wild food in the palace, but we don't want to have such deliciousness.

At this moment, I saw a guard looking around, and saw Mr. Ning eating meatloaf.

"Manager Ning, Chen Lin's father-in-law is here, saying that he wants to announce the decree to An Lehou, please go and report it quickly." The guards hurriedly stepped forward to report.

Manager Ning hurriedly stuffed the meatloaf in his hand into the guard's hand and said, "You eat this meatloaf, I'll report it." ”

It's just that Manager Ning hasn't gone out yet, but he saw that Gonggong Chen had dusted with one hand, and the holy decree with the other hand had already entered the front yard and came to the door of the main house.

Chen Lin was also stunned at this time, he, the chief administrator, didn't dare to stop him, so he walked in by himself. But I didn't want to run into An Lehou and the official family's biological mother, Empress Dowager Li, who were eating, and it was nothing for the two to eat meatloaf, but the corners of their mouths and hands were full of greasy gravy, which was really unsightly.

Hearing the footsteps at the door of the West Wing, Chen Lin saw Manager Ning come out with meat foam at the corner of his mouth, and his two fragrant paws were still put together and stretched out in front of him to salute.