Chapter 12 Beijing Flavor Braised (3)
When it was time for dinner, Zhang Xiaowu finally lifted the lid of the pot, and the fragrance was overflowing, not to mention the front team, even the other teams in the front and back courtyards were also attracted by this fragrance. The lieutenants and Du Zuo of the Houdu team came running with wooden barrels and shouted: "Daoist Chen, you keep meat for yourself, it's simply unstoppable by military law - if you share some of me, I won't consider reporting you." β
Chen Tai laughed, pointed to the sewer offal in a few pots, and said, "If you dare to eat, I will dare to give it." β
Several other lieutenants were stunned, and they all doubted and didn't dare to step forward, only to see Zhang Xiaowu holding a wooden plate, picking out a small belly with a knife, and then cutting it into small pieces, the sound of the aroma suddenly caused a sound of saliva.
"Can you eat it?"
"No one will die, will you?"
"Let's see how this kid eats."
Zhang Xiaowu couldn't cry or laugh, eating a stew, can also scare the people around him? He ate it with great pleasure, and he hadn't seen it for many days, so he boiled it today, and finally made his stomach feel better. Shao Zifu looked at Li Xiang, Li Xiang was also looking at her, and the two rushed up in unison, and the brothers of the former capital team didn't care about anything, so they stepped forward and grabbed it. I only heard someone shouting: "Leave some for the captain, don't eat it all!" β
Chen Tai showed a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said to the other lieutenants: "I'm sorry, even if I have the plague, I can't abandon my brothers." With that, he pulled away a soldier with one hand, rushed up and snatched back a large section of the large intestine, and then grabbed it and ate it regardless of the hot mouth and hot hands, shouting delicious while eating. The other lieutenants looked at each other, and were hesitating, but they saw that there was not much in the pot, and in line with the principle that it was their own to grab it, they all stepped forward and snatched a piece of meat.
This sewer offal is also called stinky meat, but today's stinky meat has a different flavor, and the stomachs of the former capital team are broken, and they are called delicious. Shao Zifu asked what this way of eating is called, Zhang Xiaowu smiled and said: "If you add dried tofu and blood clots, and add some red oil, it is called Beijing-style stew." Nowadays, it can only be barely called Tucheng stew. β
"Tucheng stew, it will be called this name in the future." Feng Bin laughed, "After the war stops, I will go back to my hometown and bring back this Tucheng stewed cooking method." β
"yes, it's as easy as it gets."
The Qiandu team gave the stew to the rest of the fourth team, and the other teams of the Yizi battalion quit and ran to ask for a method, which also attracted the attention of Ding Yi.
Before and after the inquiry, Ding Yi couldn't cry or laugh, and he also asked someone to send a boiled stew, but Luo Zhen, the captain of the left school, smiled bitterly and said: "The meat is all eaten, only the soup is left, and someone wants to drink the soup oil, but they are blocked back by a small soldier of the former capital team." He said that the soup base should be kept for the next time to be boiled, and it must not be thrown away and wasted, nor can it be eaten. β
Ding Yi was itchy and said, "You go to other battalions and secretly ask for stinky meat to come back, don't tell others about it." β
Luo Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Junhou, eating this stinky meat will kill people, right?" β
Ding Yi said: "I'm dying of hunger, are you still afraid of being poisoned?" β
Luo Zhen immediately complied.
Now the sergeant can only eat three baked cakes a day, and even the broth is very small, so in extraordinary times, Luo Zhen took the soldiers to bring back the stinky meat of other battalions and handed it over to the stove room of the former capital team. The old men and the people in the stove didn't dare to make this stew easily, so they found Zhang Xiaowu again.
Zhang Xiaowu said: "The method is handed over to you, what do you want me to do, and I can't conjure up the stew." β
The old soldier hurriedly said: "It's the military lord who wants to eat your stew." β
Zhang Xiaowu is a clever man, if the military lord wants to eat, then there must be one, so Zhang Xiaowu personally cooked, became Zhang Da Chef, and made a pot of stew for Ding Yi. Ding Yi ate the stew, only felt spicy and refreshing, in this cold early spring season, this kind of spicy stew really shocked people's spirits, as if the whole body had strength.
He picked up his Divine Arm Bow and pulled it hardβstill didn't pull it up, so he had to smile bitterly: "Divine Arm Bow, God Arm Bow, you are really wronged by following me, Your Majesty gave you to me, but I can't use you, alas, I am ashamed of Your Majesty." β
Zhang Xiaowu prepared a lot of liver to leave for everyone to make snacks, everyone didn't know why, Zhang Xiaowu couldn't explain to him that because everyone lacked vitamin A caused night blindness, he used his cheap master Xiaoyaozi to prevaricate, saying that the soldier was night blind, and he could use liver, eggs, radish, and beans to treat it, and he gave everyone liver to eat, but he just wanted to verify whether what he said was correct.
Everyone is just interested in the snack after this supper, and some people even complain that there is too little horse liver, only a small piece for one person, and some war horses will be shot tomorrow. The brothers of the archers shouted that we should come here, and that if the enemy invaded tomorrow, we would surely leave all their horses behind.
After this day, Zhang Xiaowu's reputation spread throughout the Yizi Camp, and everyone knew that Zhang Xiaolang, who almost fell to death, was very capable, especially making a good dish, and invented the simple and delicious dish of Tucheng stew.
I haven't seen Zhang Xiaowu, I thought this person was a kind fat man, and even Ding Yi sent ten taels of silver as a reward. Zhang Xiaowu was dismissive of ten taels of silver, but he was very interested in another gift from Ding Yi, who allowed him to dispose of the kitchen and handymen at will, and allowed him to invent more dishes.
Zhang Xiaowu immediately invented a kind of food, gnocchi soup, which made the old man in the stove room drop his jaw, in fact, Zhang Xiaowu was to satisfy his appetite, after all, in addition to the pasta and vegetable soup in the army, it was too monotonous to eat. And the consequence of Zhang Xiaowu's random entry and exit of the stove room is that he no longer has to abide by the rule of two meals a day in the future, and he can eat secretly to his heart's content.
On the first day of the fifth month of the 29th year of Taiqian, Tucheng was besieged by a foreign army on the 21st, and the enemy's siege came as scheduled.
The third team of the Yizi battalion was responsible for the defense, the first team supported, and the second and fourth teams stayed in the camp as reserves, and after an hour of engagement between the two sides, the enemy left a pile of corpses and withdrew as promised. However, the third team suffered heavy losses, and this time it was the Beiyi people who attacked the city, and the Beiyi people were the most warlike of all the alien armies except for Wu Huan, resulting in the third team killing more than 300 people, and the army Hou Ding Yi had to order the fourth team to take over the city defense.
Zhang Xiaowu re-ascended the city wall, and saw that the city wall was full of corpses of his comrades-in-arms, and even a few of them were still closed at night a few days ago, and his heart was heavy. Although he is accustomed to seeing dead people, his comrades who talked and laughed with him yesterday have lost their lives today, which shows that human life is sometimes so fragile.
Standing on the hard and cold city wall, Zhang Xiaowu looked at the enemy camp in the distance, and only saw the number of enemies increasing in the past few days, but did not see the enemy decrease, and the reinforcements did not come again, but he was afraid that they would all die here.
Before he could sigh anything, Captain Chen Tai's personal soldiers called him, and he hurriedly met Chen Tai, and then met Liu Ji, the commander of the Houdu team. It turned out that the Houdu team needed to promote a few veterans to serve as captains, and Zhang Xiaowu was recommended by Chen Tai to be a captain for the Houdu team because of his courage in fighting on weekdays. Liu Ji looked at this sturdy big man, his heart was happy, he stepped forward and patted Zhang Xiaowu's shoulder with a smile, and said, "Although there is no hair on his mouth, I heard that he killed a few dogs, but he is also young and promising." β
Chen Tai said: "If it weren't for your heavy losses, you think I would give this kid to you?" β
Liu Ji squinted his small eyes and smiled: "Okay, stinky Taoist, I accept your love." He walked up to Zhang Xiaowu and said with a smile, "Come with me." β
"Are you an official?"
"Yes."
"What's long?"
Liu Ji almost fell, Chen Tai laughed, and Liu Ji glared: "Captain Wu!" You kid, your ambition is not small, do you want to be my position, the captain of the Houdu team? β
"That's not it, it's okay to do it." Zhang Xiaowu said with a lick of his face.
Liu Ji said angrily: "Stinky Taoist, why are your soldiers as shameless as you?" β
Chen Tai hurriedly said: "Don't say that, he is now your soldier." β
Zhang Xiaowu was promoted to captain in this way, which was really beyond everyone's expectations, and when he returned to the barracks to pack some luggage, Feng Bin and Shao Zifu sighed, and even said that you kid is okay, you invented a stew, and you were promoted. Zhang Xiaowu's face was black, and he said in his heart that I was especially because of my merit in killing the enemy, not because of the invention of braised boiling, good guy, don't call yourself Stewed Wu Chang in the future.