Zhang Junping stayed in the vertical arch hall for a long time before leaving, teaching His Majesty the Emperor to practice Taijiquan, Emperor Zhao Heng was very high-natured, practiced several times in a row, and pulled him to discuss the Taoist scriptures for a while before letting him go.

It can be seen that deep in the heart of Emperor Zhao Heng, he still did not give up the dream of becoming an immortal.

As soon as I got home, the holy decree arrived, and it was the holy decree to canonize the left concubine of Prince Zhang Junping.

Originally, the six-rank officials didn't need to come to their homes to issue decrees, and Emperor Zhao Heng also asked the eunuchs to issue edicts in order to make Zhang Junping more dedicated.

"Uncle Lu, take two gold leaves for tea for the nobles!" After some ceremony, Zhang Junping took the holy decree and instructed Zhang Lu.

"Nobleman, please go to the wing room with the little one for tea!" Zhang Lu stepped forward to greet the eunuch.

"No, no, I have to hurry back to deliver the order!" The little eunuch didn't dare to hold it up, so he hurriedly excused himself.

These little eunuchs, who grew up in the palace since childhood, have the most lively eyelids and know who they can't offend.

For example, Zhang Junping, the left concubine, can't be offended, dare to beat people in the vertical arch hall, it's okay, and he was directly canonized as the prince's left concubine, which can be described as the emperor's family and must not be offended.

How could Zhang Lu just let him go, dragged the little eunuch to the side room, turned around and went to the account room to take two gold leaves and stuffed them into the little eunuch's arms.

As a powerful family, if you don't give a reward, you can't afford to lose that person.

Seeing off the little eunuch, Zhang Lu had tears in his eyes and bowed to the sky, "Master, have you seen it?" Lang Jun, he is the prince's left concubine!

My Zhang family has not declined!

Ancestors bless, my Zhang family is standing up again! After worshipping, he lay on the ground and cried.

Only those who have experienced prosperity and downfall can understand Zhang Lu's mixed feelings of joy and sorrow at this time.

"Uncle, don't cry! My Zhang family will not fall, it will only become more and more brilliant! Zhang Junping bent down and helped Zhang Lu up.

"Don't cry, don't cry! I am happy, if the spirit of the lord in the sky knows, Lang Jun has become a left concubine, he will also be happy.

The little one let people bring a message to Brother Fu, and ask him to go to the master, the old lady to incense, and tell the good news to the master, the old lady, the ancestor! Zhang Lu wiped his tears and said.

"It's time to incense my father and Weng Weng and tell them the good news!" Zhang Junping tried hard to adapt to the thinking of this era, nodded and agreed with Zhang Lu's words.

"By the way, Lang Jun, the blacksmith has made everything you want! Look at ......" Zhang Lu wiped away his tears and remembered another thing.

"Oh? So fast? Where's the thing? Take me there! Zhang Junping said happily.

Zhang Lu didn't know what the things were for, so he carefully collected them.

Zhang Junping carefully looked at the large iron pot carefully made by the blacksmith, as well as the big pot lid and pan.

"Uncle Lu, tomorrow I will arrange for someone to make a stove in the backyard according to the size of this pot!" Zhang Junping picked up the long copper pipe, played with it in his hand, and instructed Zhang Lu.

"Whoa!"

"Go buy a few hundred catties of good wine and come back, I'll be useful!"

"Whoa!"

"Let's go try these pans first!" Zhang Junping picked up two frying pans and left the warehouse.

When he arrived at the kitchen, Zhang Junping handed the pan to the cook in the house, "Use mutton fat first and wipe the pot out!" ”

"Lang Jun, what is this pot for?" The cook looked at the pan and asked curiously.

In the early days of the Northern Song Dynasty, stir-frying was just in fashion, and it was not yet popular, and it was usually a big pot for cooking.

It is still mainly boiled and stewed.

"Make scallion pancakes, scallion pancakes with mutton soup, that's the best delicacy!"

"Hui Langjun, the scallion pancake you said, the small one...... The little ones won't do! The cook whispered.

"It doesn't matter if you can't do it, I'll teach you! The recipe for scallion pancakes is simple!

After mixing the noodles first, wait for a cup of tea, roll out the noodles into thin cakes, sprinkle them with chopped green onions, pepper, a pinch of salt, and brush with a little oil.

Then roll up the dough, roll it out again, put oil in the pan, put the pancake in, wait until the cake turns golden brown, and it's ready to go! Zhang Junping briefly explained the method of scallion pancakes.

Actually, there is nothing difficult about scallion pancakes, for the cook, it is like piercing through a layer of window paper, and everything becomes very simple.

"Lang Jun's approach, it's the first time I've heard of the small one, try the small one first!" After listening to what Zhang Junping said, the cook suddenly had a bottom in his heart.

"Well, you try to make it first, and you'll have mutton soup and scallion pancakes tomorrow morning! Serve it with a few mouthy pickles! ”

"Yes, Lang Jun!"

"Let's get the scallion pancake out first, and then I'll teach you how to make stir-fry!"

"Stir-fry? Lang Jun, but the stir-fry of Fan Lou? The cook asked in surprise.

As one of the top restaurants in the Northern Song Dynasty, Fan Lou naturally has stir-fried dishes, and the reason why Fan Lou is popular is precisely because of his stir-fried dishes.

The ancient people, who cherished their own brooms, believed in the view that the apprentices of the church starved to death the master, so they hid the skills of stir-frying tightly, and when they were stir-frying, no one could be in the kitchen, and even the apprentices were not allowed to watch from the side.

Therefore, the cook was surprised that his own Langjun actually knew how to stir-fry.

"What's so hard about stir-frying? Wait a while and scrub the pot, I'll fry it for you! Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"Lang Jun is mighty, I didn't expect Lang Jun to not only be both civil and military, but also understand things like stir-frying!" The cook looked at Zhang Junping with admiration on his face.

"The diet is broad and profound, but learning to stir-fry is not a difficult thing, the difficult thing is how to fry better, how to achieve both color, flavor and taste!

It's like reading a book and being literate, it's not difficult to be literate, it's hard how to make gorgeous articles! Zhang Junping smiled, he enjoyed the chef's adoring gaze.

"Lang Jun, the pot is washed!" The cook came over to report that the pan was washed.

"Good! Now that I've washed it, I'll show you my hand!

What's in the kitchen? Zhang Junping said with a smile.

"There are cabbage, radish, winter melon, fresh mutton, and a fisherman sent a few fresh carp, and some miscellaneous fish, saying that it was for Lang Jun to try it!"

"Did the carp pay for it?" I didn't expect the people of Bianliang to be real, and I casually said that I would send it home, but I really sent it.

"Hui Langjun, the money has been given, and the money has been given!" Zhang Lu replied beside him.

"Hmm!" Zhang Junping nodded.

There are really few vegetables in this era, and there are only cabbage, radishes, and winter melons in the north, and a little more vegetables in the south!

It's not that there are no other dishes, as well as eggplant, cucumber and other seasonal vegetables, but the eggplant and cucumber, even the Zhang family is reluctant to eat them.

A pair of eggplants can be bought for tens of thousands, and a cucumber costs tens of thousands, such vegetables are more expensive than ginseng, and the Zhang family really can't afford to eat them.

This made Zhang Junping very ashamed, the dignified family of the powerful couldn't even afford to eat eggplants and cucumbers, what a shame!