Chapter Forty-Nine: Birthday
The requirements for making cakes are extremely high, but although there is flour in the Tang Dynasty, there is no low-gluten flour, the only choice is good quality ordinary flour, eggs, sugar is not lacking, eggs are the best eggs, if you want to buy raised eggs, there is nowhere to find, but sugar is a little difficult to say, the sugar of the Tang Dynasty is not a grain of crystal clear white sugar in later generations, but a little yellowed sugar, which belongs to a relatively high-end luxury, but these can not be taken care of.
Separate the egg whites from the egg yolks, add the yellowed sugar when the egg whites are beaten into fish bubbles, and then beat until the egg whites become thick and solid, and let Xiaomei send them to the ice cellar to freeze (wealthy families have ice cellars in their homes, otherwise they are embarrassed to go out and greet people).
Then beat the egg yolk well, add sugar, milk and vegetable oil (there was no salad oil in ancient times), and finally pour the flour into it and mix well, and wait until the egg white is almost frozen, also put it into the mix well, there are earthen ovens in the kitchens of the Tang Dynasty, usually mainly to make Hu cakes, today by Lin Ren used to make cakes.
Zhen Qian has no idea what the finished cake can become in the end, mainly because he can't grasp the color and taste, which is no longer something he can grasp.
Xiaozhu and the three of them didn't know what Zhen Qian was doing for a while, and it was the first time they had heard of the name cake, but fortunately, there were a lot of new terms in Zhen Qian's mouth, and they had already heard no wonder.
Then the marinated beef is taken out, and the grilled steak is not much particular, but considering that the Tang Dynasty did not have the habit of using knives and forks, the grilled steak can be cut into small pieces with a knife at the end, which is also taking into account the image of two little Nizi dining.
Stir-fried beef tenderloin and oxtail hot pot are all freshly out of the pot, and the longest time is marinated beef, peppercorns, cinnamon, bay leaves, cloves, nutmeg...... More than a dozen spices are thrown into the pot like money, and Wang Sheng's flesh on the side is very painful, this can no longer be described as a loser, this pot of thirty or forty catties of beef is stewed, and the cost of spices alone is three or four times, is this still something that people eat?
Although he thought so in his heart, smelling the fragrance coming out of the pot, Wang Sheng couldn't help but praise in his heart: "You don't get tired of eating, that is, people like Da Lang can have such skills, and I don't know how Da Lang can have this hand after he lost his memory?" ”
The braised beef needs to be simmered slowly, but after an hour, even Zhen Qian couldn't help but swallow his saliva, picked a piece of similar beef and put it on ice to cool down, and when the temperature dropped, he couldn't wait to kill a piece and put it in his mouth and chew it slowly, "Not bad!" That's the taste! ”
Wang Sheng on the side couldn't help but cut a few slices, stuffed one piece into his mouth, and gave the rest to Xiaozhu and Xiaomei, who had already prepared to do it, "Strong!" Wang Sheng couldn't help but praise.
The two little gluttonous women also had their eyes lit up, although the taste of the spices just now was already very attractive, but this braised beef still made the mouth reluctant to stop, the smell of various spices filled the taste buds, and the strong beef seemed to keep releasing the mouth-watering smell, chewing elastically in the mouth.
At this time, Xiaozhu's gaze swept over the clay pot placed aside, and when the clay pot was taken out of the oven, the smell of milk and eggs mixed together almost starved the three people in the room to death, but Zhen Qian just covered it and didn't show it to a few people, saying that it would not be revealed until it was time to eat.
Xiaozhu's heart was like a cat, curious and excited, full of anticipation, I don't know what new kind of food Zhen Qian has made.
From noon to Shenshi, from finding ingredients to dividing beef, and finally to making eight dishes with beef as the main ingredient, it took nearly four hours to sit in front of the table, and it was really not easy to make a table of meals in ancient times.
Because it was to celebrate Xiaozhu's birthday, even Mrs. Wang, who usually likes to be quiet and reluctant to show up, was invited, plus Song Yi's pair of grandchildren, more than a dozen people were squeezed into the small building at once, and the second floor, which usually seemed to be quite large, was crowded all of a sudden.
was publicized by Zhen Qian, and the people invited brought small gifts, small jewelry, a piece of cloth, and even snacks that he was reluctant to eat, which made Xiaozhu, who was a little restrained, even more embarrassed.
"Let's get ready for the feast!"
Zhen Qian first said: "Today is Xiaozhu's birthday, I made some dishes, there can only be so many people upstairs, I have sent some dishes to other people in the yard, it is impossible to invite everyone, this is also worried about alarming the Zhen family, and there will be a chance to be lively together again in the future!" ”
As he spoke, Zhen Qian brought up the mysterious clay pot, lifted the lid, and a fragrance came out.
Ju Niang moved fast like a civet cat, reached out and pressed it with her fingers in the clay pot, soft, dark yellow color is very good-looking: "What is this?" ”
"Cake!"
"...... cake? What is a cake? ”
Even Zhen Qian couldn't answer this question: "A cake is a cake, it's a kind of dim sum, it's specially made for Xiaozhu's birthday, I will give it to all of you to taste, if you like to eat it, I will make it for you when I have time in the future!" ”
Watching Zhen Qian cut the cake into small pieces with a knife and handed it to everyone on a plate, he began to think about whether he should sing a birthday song or put a candle, but he felt that this atmosphere was not suitable, if there were only Xiaozhu and Xiaomei, he could try it.
Ju Niang couldn't wait to stuff the cake on the plate into her mouth, no matter how she looked at it, it looked like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, how could there be a little lady image, even Wang Po frowned.
"It's delicious! Another piece? ”
"No, one piece for each person, and leave the rest for others to share", Zhen Qian deliberately teased Ju Niang, and finally handed a piece of cake in his hand to Ju Niang: "Hungry ghost, can't you chew and swallow slowly, what is it made of?" ”
Ju Niang rolled her eyes, naturally she would not accept the cake in Zhen Qian's hand, but she stared at the hand of her husband Wang Tiezhu next to her: "Share half of me!" ”
Wang Tiezhu didn't know what resistance was, of course, this was only in front of Ju Niang, and happily handed the rest of the cake to Ju Niang, "Lady, you eat!" ”
The people around immediately shut up and looked at the pair of living treasures, salivating over a table of delicacies.
"This is fried beef tenderloin, the taste is smooth and delicate!"
"It's grilled steak, it's delicious and juicy!"
“……”
"This is oxtail hot pot, right? It tastes good! Wang Qun sandwiched an oxtail bone and said: "Oxtail and internal organs are usually not wanted, but I didn't expect it to be made delicious by Da Lang!" ”
Zhen Qian used to love oxtail, and every time he had to go to the market to order, the popularity was not ordinarily hot, and it was basically no fun if he was not an acquaintance.
"Uncle Wang still remembers the fat sausage and kidney flower he ate last time? These offal are good things, very nutritious, next time remember to buy beef, bring the offal back, I will cook it for you? ”
"Da Lang's hand...... It's called turning decay into magic", Wang You said with his bookbag in his hand.
"Da Lang, you really learned this cooking skill in a dream, why can't I dream of these in my dreams?" Ju Niang asked.
Zhen Qian diverted the topic and smiled: "Then what did you dream of in your dream?" ”
"I dreamed of a lot of food, and I also dreamed of a lot of martial arts masters, and I also dreamed that you burned a table of dishes and didn't give me ...... to eat", Ju Niang acted as a pistachio on the dinner table.
The grinning Ju Niang and the old and dignified Wang Po don't look like a mother and daughter together, plus Wang Tiezhu with a smile on his face, this meal is full without eating.
"Ju Niang, haven't you learned to cook in the kitchen these days? Whatever you want to eat in the future, can't you just burn it yourself? ”
Ju Niang said angrily: "You don't teach me, Uncle Wang is also busy cooking for the people in the yard every day, how can I have time to teach me, if it weren't for my ingenuity and stealing some crafts, I'm afraid I would have been laughed at by you a long time ago."
"Isn't it clever?" Zhen Qian slandered in his heart, as a woman, she doesn't even know how to do needlework, and she is embarrassed to say that she is ingenious in front of everyone, I really don't know how Ju Niang's skin grows, "How dare I laugh at you, Xiaozhu and Xiaomei have a recipe here, you can borrow it and take a look!" ”
"I don't know how to read, and I can't read when I borrow it, aren't you laughing at me?"
Zhen Qian was completely speechless, and if he continued to say anything, he was really going to burst out laughing, "Huh! Why hasn't Zhen Da come back yet, Wang You! Did you have people go looking for it? ”
Wang You was struggling with the ox tailbone, raised his head sharply and said, "I let people look for it a quarter of an hour ago, it should be soon!" ”
was worried about Qin Meng, Qin Meng "kicked" upstairs, panting and said, "I'm back!" ”
Seeing Qin Meng, who was sweating profusely, went upstairs, Zhen Qian said with peace of mind: "Wash your hands and sit down to eat, Sister Xiaozhu celebrates her birthday today, and I made a ...... of some dishes."
"Today, thanks to Sister Xiaozhu's blessing, I'm welcome", Qin Meng belongs to carnivores, and when he saw the meat on the table, his smiling mouth grinned to the root of his ears.
"You little ghost, today is Xiaozhu's birthday, you know how to eat, and you don't want to think about what gift to give to your sister Xiaozhu?" Ju Niang said.
Qin Meng scratched his head and said, "Do I want to give a gift too?" ”
"Forget it! Don't be embarrassed by this little ghost? Xiaozhu hurriedly said embarrassedly.
Qin Meng thought for a while, and showed a strange expression on his face: "Giving gifts on birthdays, not elders giving to juniors, or between peers, I am a junior, and Sister Xiaozhu is my father's concubine, that is my elder, I don't need to give gifts!" ”
Xiaozhu's face was hot, although everyone in the Zhen family knew that she was Zhen Qian's concubine, but after all, she didn't have a name yet, so she would talk about this kind of thing in private, how could she say it in front of everyone, for a while, not only Xiaozhu, but also the people around him were made red-faced, and even the initiator couldn't speak with his mouth open.
"Spirits!" Zhen Qian scolded with a smile, and slapped Qin Meng on the head heavily, "Rice can't stop your mouth!" ”