Happy and sad, two people from the poor family came to eat white food.

One is Shangguan Li Chunfeng, who can't refuse, and the other is a fat and tall white food regular.

Since Gao Zhuang ate the steamed buns made by Xingxing that day, as long as he was happy to cook, Gao Zhuang would come to Xingxing's house to eat with his meal.

Every time Gao Zhuang rubbed the meal, he took the rest of the meal away, and he didn't ask the reason for his happiness, let alone stop him, and specially made more for him to take away.

Gao Zhuang was also very conscious, and helped Xingxing chop wood, light the fire, brush the pot, wash the dishes, and clean up the yard.

In addition to cooking, there are people to take care of the housework, and I am happy and happy.

After eating steamed buns a few times, I was happy to feel tasteless and without oil and water.

In this era, vegetable oil is very rare for ordinary people, but it does not mean that there is none, such as soybean oil and sesame oil, which are mostly used to light oil lamps.

The common people of the Tang Dynasty continued to store a few catties of oil for lighting oil lamps in every house, and they were happy to have a few catties of soybean oil at home, which was used to light oil lamps.

Today's dinner, I'm happy to prepare a few pancakes with the soybean oil that is lit on the lamp.

In the morning, Gao Zhuang was in the vegetable field of Gao Shouyi's house, so that he would rather be in the dark at night, but also change the taste to make up some oil and water.

Of course, the oil lamp is lit, the three meals are eaten, and he is not afraid that the food will not pass the New Year's Pass, and he is not afraid that he will be relieved in the dark, as long as he finds a water source, he will make a fortune and earn oil and food.

Gao Zhuang was sweating profusely and burning a fire next to the stove, and a frying pan deceived from Gao Shouyi's house was set up on the stove.

Watching happily cut the washed leeks into small cubes, and used a medium to look at the strange water and noodles to make a paste, Li Chunfeng had mixed tastes in his heart.

Before, as soon as Li Chunfeng entered the happy home, he felt uncomfortable when he looked at the tragic scene of the four walls of the main family in the Tang Dynasty.

Although the Wude and Zhenguan dynasties implemented a lot of policies to benefit the people, the war disasters continued, and the burden of forced labor and taxes on the people of the Tang Dynasty was not light.

Every time Li Chunfeng sees the difficult life of the people, he can't help himself.

But he never expected that Datang Lizheng, who didn't have to pay taxes, would be so sparsely reconciled.

Li Chunfeng took out the money bag in the robe, handed it to Xingxing, and said: "These money and wealth are used as the capital of the poor road to disturb Li Zheng. ”

I happily took the money bag casually, and I didn't look at it, and the weight of the money bag was estimated to be within the hundreds.

If it were ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty, they would definitely be grateful for these money, but this money is happy here, that is, more than ten catties of meat money.

Happy put the money bag in his arms, took the clean large brush he asked for from Gao Shibang, stuck a penny of soybean oil into the soybean oil tank, and evenly brushed it in the already hot pan.

When the soybean oil in the pan is hot, scoop a spoonful into the plate with the leek batter and spread the leek batter evenly over the soybean oil in the pan.

The leek batter sneered under the action of hot soybean oil, and the fragrance of soybean oil wafted out, like a young girl in the prime of cardamom, tempting.

"Damn!" The tall monster who added wood to the fire screamed, almost swallowing his tongue mixed with saliva.

"Li Zheng is really a wonderful person, he can cook food like this?" Even Li Chunfeng, a celebrity who has eaten a royal dinner and a pure-hearted veteran, keeps swallowing saliva while sighing.

Happy didn't squeak, concentrate on the pancakes, and said in my heart, these two goods are too unpursued, if the pancakes are spread with eggs and meat foam, will these two goods smell the fragrance and go into shock?

When the golden pancakes with soybean oil came out of the oven, the foodie Gao Zhuang couldn't hold it anymore, and was about to get up to get it, when he happily picked up the melon scoop next to him and knocked it on his head.

"Pick up the goods, burn the fire and concentrate, otherwise you won't eat dinner tonight!" Happy rolled his eyes and scolded.

Gao Zhuang covered his head with one hand and looked aggrieved, added a handful of firewood with one hand, and glanced at the pancakes that had just come out from time to time, and had to be honest.

Li Chunfeng stood awkwardly on the side, in fact, he almost stretched out his hand just now to taste the pancake that he couldn't name.

By the time all the pancakes were spread, Gao Zhuang felt dehydrated and drooling too much.

Li Chunfeng was also anxious, and he had a feeling that the cake could quench his thirst.

A wooden plate of pancakes was brought to the table, and Gao Zhuang was the first to grab a pancake and send it to his mouth, not afraid of being hot.

Li Chunfeng's action of grabbing pancakes is a line slower than Gao Zhuang's, but this line is also a blink of an eye.

Looking at this young and old two foodies, he shook his head happily and smiled bitterly, Tema's, are you so greedy, if Benli is offering a trick of stir-frying, these two must not fight!

I took one and put it in my mouth, it was crispy with a hint of saltiness, and the taste was good, of course, for those who are used to eating modern pancakes, the current pancakes are less meaty, eggs and other ingredients, just to fill their stomachs.

For Gao Zhuang and Li Chunfeng, two natives of the Tang Dynasty, they are stewed and boiled on weekdays, and there is a sour taste in the pasta, and the happy leek pancakes are delicious that can swallow the tongue.

"Uh......h Bah...... Whining...... Whoop......"

In the happy broken house, only the sound of eating pancakes remained, and the three of them had no time to make other sounds.

Gao Zhuang and Li Chunfeng are both like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, for fear that they will eat slowly and be robbed by the other party.

The two of them grabbed food and hurt Li Zhengye very much, and if they didn't speed up, the pancakes on the plate would be wiped out by these two, so let's grab them together.

This leek pancake, happy is pre-empted, but it is still wiped out like a withered and decayed, if it weren't for his melon scoop, Gao Zhuang can hold an empty plate and lick the oil flowers on it.

Gao Zhuang collapsed on the floor with a full burp, his eyes closed and reminiscing about the beauty of leek pancakes.

Li Chunfeng paralyzed on the couch very disregarded the image, and the Buddha dust that did not leave his hand was also thrown aside, while picking his teeth with the small bamboo skewer he carried, and said to him vaguely: "Li is just cooking, today's cake is really delicious, and the poor Dao has to taste such a delicacy in his lifetime, and it is just like the sudden ascension to immortals." ”

Rolling his eyes happily, it is enough to eat white food so fairy-like.

"Does this bread have a name?" Li Chunfeng hiccuped and asked.

"Leek pancakes." Happy to respond casually.

"Leek pancakes?" Li Chunfeng was slightly stunned, and continued: "Yes, there are leeks in this cake, and the pancakes in the oil pan are also appropriate, so I don't know why this leek pancake doesn't have the sour taste of old noodles?" ”

Asked the idea, happy in his heart, lowered his voice, pretended to be mysterious and said to Li Chunfeng: "A few years ago, Benli was working in the field, and encountered an old Taoist with bone fairy wind, white hair and white beard. ”

Well, it's just grass and wood ash soaked in water.

"White hair and white beard? Could it be the ancestor Yuan Tiangang! Li Chunfeng instantly fell into petrification, and his face was full of excitement......