Chapter 24: Eating Tea

At dusk, Luzhou City is still very lively, especially the tea shops are full. Not only do scholars and wealthy families like to eat tea, but the common people here also like to eat a bowl. The production of tea takes a lot of effort, first the fresh and tender tea picked is steamed and boiled several times, and then pounded into thin pieces, made into tea cakes, dried and preserved. When eating tea, first bake the tea cake on the fire, when the tea fragrance is overflowing, crush it into minced pieces, boil the spring water with charcoal, pour it into the water, cook for a while, and it's OK. Before eating tea, put some salt in the bowl, put some ginger, you can also put some pepper and cheese, and even some people put cinnamon, in short, you can mix whatever flavor you want.

Tian Xing led Tong'an and them into a tea shop casually, and there happened to be a big table in the corner. Tian Xing asked for a pot of tea, a bowl for each person, and it was just finished. Xiao Er brought some salt, ginger puree, pepper and cheese one after another, and asked enthusiastically what other condiments he needed. Tian Xing asked for some orange sauce, and by the way, he asked for a steamed pear for everyone. Everyone has eaten steamed pears, but this tea has not been eaten, but I heard that people in other places like to eat tea, and would rather have no food for a day than without tea for a day, and come to taste it today.

Tian Xing put some orange sauce in the tea bowl and began to eat it with taste; Yiwu put a little salt and sucked it, and his mouth made a sound of enjoyment. Everyone else is a little dumbfounded, they don't know what to do, didn't they hear that there are a lot of condiments to be put in this tea? The mosquito was the first to make a move, regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, put a little bit of everything, stirred it in the bowl, and took a mouthful, and just squirted out of his mouth, shouting loudly in his mouth: "What is this, it is so unpleasant, it is more difficult to swallow than the medicinal wine made by Anzi's father." ”

When the people at the other tables heard the mosquito say this, they all turned their heads to look at the joke, and some people said that the tea was unpalatable, which was really strange. Among them, there was a big-toothed Taoist priest who smiled the most, and the mosquito was not ashamed, his eyes were wide open, and the Taoist priest lowered his head in disdain. Yiwu pointed to a few condiments and slowly spoke, the condiments in this tea, just pick one or two of your favorite ones and put them in the bowl, you can put everything again, it's strange that it can be delicious.

"I said, big brother, have you eaten tea before? Why don't I know, did you eat secretly behind my back? "The mosquito is very curious, the eldest brother actually knows how to eat tea, and he has never seen the eldest brother eat it.

"What you eat in Lu Hongji's "Book of Tea", you don't read, of course you don't know." Yiwu's words choked the mosquitoes enough, and he was embarrassed to raise the bar with his brother in front of outsiders, picked up the steamed pear in front of him and bit it viciously. After chewing two bites, I still can't get used to the taste of this steamed pear, and I like to eat raw pears picked from the tree, which are crisp and sweet. People all over the world like to eat this steamed pear, I really don't know what they think, crispy and sweet things have to be sour, it's really unappetizing.

The gong on the high platform of the tea shop struck three times, and everyone put down the tea bowl in their hands, raised their necks, and waited for the opening. It's storytelling! This is a new thing, I only know that there are singers in the restaurant, but I didn't expect there to be storytellers in the tea shop. But what is this storytelling, when I was pondering, an old man came out, and the mosquito felt a little disappointed, how could he be a bad old man.

Ladies and gentlemen, today I will tell you interesting stories about Zhang Yizhi and Zhang Changyi brothers when they were empresses. Everyone knows this Zhang Yizhi, which is the male pet of the empress, but let's not talk about him being a male pet today, let's talk about one of his top dishes. This Zhang Yizhi is a foodie, not only likes to eat food, but also cooks food. He is best at making ducks. Before the old gentleman's words landed, the audience burst into laughter, and someone coaxed, didn't you say that he was a male pet?

Don't worry, listen to me slowly. This Zhang Yizhi is good at making ducks, and we eat ducks, not what you think. The audience was laughing again. This Zhang Yizhi's approach is very unique, you have never seen it, he first put the duck into an iron cage, around the charcoal fire, the cage is placed in a copper basin, poured into the five-flavor juice, the duck walks around the charcoal fire, is tested to drink this soup, but the more you drink, the more thirsty you are, the more you drink. When the charcoal fire is roasted like this, the soup will slowly seep into the flesh and blood of the duck, and when the fire is painful, it will naturally run in a circle, so that it will not be long before the surface and the inside are cooked, and the hair will fall off until the meat is roasted to the bare and dry. A delicious duck did just that. This Zhang Yizhi is Wu Zetian's male pet, some people say that among those who can make ducks, he is the best duck, and among those who make ducks, he is the best duck!

Everyone in the hall laughed crookedly, but the mosquito felt inexplicably wonderful, and there was a doubt in his heart, this duck is not cleaned by disembowelment and directly baked, is it not afraid of peculiar smell? When the laughter of the crowd was a little quieter, the mosquito asked loudly: "You said that this duck does not even clean its intestines, and he dares to eat it after it is roasted?" Before the mosquito's voice landed, the laughter that had just been lowered rose again, and there were still people who didn't understand the storyteller's humor, what a fledgling. The mosquito found that it was the big-toothed Taoist priest who laughed the most, and glared at him viciously again.

Next, I will tell you the interesting story of Zhang Yizhi's younger brother Zhang Changyi, when Zhang Yizhi was favored, Zhang Changyi borrowed his brother's power to do the business of selling officials, and the business was very hot. At that time, there was a Luo Di Xiucai surnamed Xue, who went to visit, sold his ancestral house, and scraped together fifty taels of gold to buy an official, and Zhang Changyi agreed. As a result, when I went to ask for an official position, I forgot the person's name, and only remembered that the surname was Xue. According to common sense, this deal should only be blown up, who let that person not have a good name? But this initiative is really interesting, and directly awarded all the people surnamed Xue on the list to official positions. Since then, there have been more people looking for him to buy officials, and they all know that if they look for him to buy officials, gold will not be spent in vain. Zhang Changyi accumulated a mountain of gold in a short period of time, and built a mansion, which was more gorgeous than the kings and princesses of the Li family at that time. Some people are angry, and at night they write eight big characters on the door of his new house, "How many days can silk be used in one day?" It means asking, "How long can you be happy?" Zhang Changyi asked his family to erase the words, but they were written again. After rubbing and writing again, it was as many as six or seven times. So, Zhang Changyi no longer asked people to erase the words, but took a pen to annotate the four words under this line of words: "One day is enough." Since then, no one has come to write.

Okay, that's all for today, and tomorrow I'll tell you about the interesting story of Zhang Changzong, another brother of Zhang Yizhi, and how this Zhang brother got karma. Everyone is still listening to the meaning, still in the head, this is not to say, this appetite, looking forward to tomorrow's sun to rise early.