The matter of Keju Field was solved by Zhao Shuo, and he also came up with a plan that could make money in the long run. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Zhao Shuo, who was in a good mood, sent Wu Yashi away, he decided to eat something good. "Yan Wu, can we make some braised pork at noon?"

Yesterday it was Fluttershy who served Zhao Shuo, and today it is Yan Wu. Yan Wu's best skill is cooking, and Zhao Shuo already felt that all this was arranged by God at this time.

Zhao Shuo was very happy, very beautiful, but waiting for him was indeed Yan Wu's doubt. "Lord Wang, what braised pork? Is it braised beef or braised lamb? ”

Listening to Yan Wu's words, Zhao Shuo, who was overjoyed, was stunned, and his eyebrows furrowed. "We haven't eaten braised pork?"

"Lord Wang......" Yan Wu grabbed the corner of her clothes, pursed her lips, and blamed herself. As Zhao Shuo's royal chef, he can't even make what Zhao Shuo wants to eat, he can't make it, maybe he can ask it, he can check it, but she has never heard of this that Zhao Shuo made. She felt that she, as a chef, was derelict in her duties.

"Yan Wu, don't think too much." Seeing that Yan Wu was sad, Zhao Shuo hurriedly comforted him. "Braised pork, it's actually pork, we've eaten meat a lot in the past two years, can't we not have pork once?"

In the past, eating meat was a luxury when it was poor, but after Chang'an gained a firm foothold, the opportunity to eat meat greatly increased. It is even said that big fish and meat have become Zhao Shuo's daily essential food. Eating some whole grains once in a while is all about improving the stomach.

I ate a lot of meat, and Zhao Shuo had no impression of what kind of meat he ate.

"Lord Wang, how can you eat pork?" As soon as Yan Wu heard that the braised pork that Zhao Shuo wanted to eat was pork, she immediately persuaded her seriously. "Pigs are low-class animals, how can ordinary people love to eat pork, how can the prince surrender his identity and eat pork?"

"Tell me, prince, how to make this braised pork, I use high-quality beef and mutton to make it, and the product must be better than pork."

Yan Wu gave an explanation and a solution, but Zhao Shuo really didn't think much of it.

"Yan Wu, why do you still have this prejudice, have you forgotten Mr. Dongpo's Dongpo meat?"

Facing Zhao Shuo's question, Yan Wu frowned slightly and said. "Mr. Dongpo knows, but is Dongpo meat? Haven't heard of it! ”

"Haven't heard of it?" Zhao Shuo was dumbfounded.

It is now 1132, and Su Shi died in 1101, that is, Su Shi has been wet for more than twenty years.

For more than 20 years, Su Shi's Dongpo meat has not even spread, which Zhao Shuo really didn't expect.

"Lord Wang, if you really want to eat, you tell me how to do it, and I'll buy meat." Yan Wu saw Zhao Shuo like this, and suddenly became interested in the braised pork and Dongpo meat.

"You go buy meat, and I'll make it for you when you come back." Zhao Shuo has been completely hooked by the braised pork. Especially now, there is more Dongpo meat.

Yan Wu nodded, and sensibly went out to buy meat.

Zhao Shuo was alone, had nothing to do, and was a little excited, so he went to the kitchen by himself.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, Zhao Shuo was somewhat disappointed, because although there were many materials, there were too few types.

"Alas~! Sure enough, I have to continue to engage in business. After sighing helplessly, Zhao Shuo casually found a bench and sat down.

It was not timely, Yan Wu held a rag bag, like a thief, and returned to the kitchen.

"What are you ......" Zhao Shuo looked at Yan Wu helplessly, he really couldn't understand what this girl was doing.

Yan Wu smiled and took out two large pieces of pork from the rag bag. "Lord Wang, there is no way, you are in a high position, if you eat this kind of thing, once it spreads, you will be laughed at."

Zhao Shuo shook his head a little helplessly, took the pork, and took care of it. said that it was taken care of, but in fact, it was simply dealt with, after all, Zhao Shuo was not a chef, and he was not good at cooking. He has a rough idea of the steps for braised pork and Dongpo pork.

"Yan Wu, preheat the pot, I'll stir-fry in a while." Zhao Shuo cut the pork and smiled at Yan Wu.

Yan Wu hurriedly lit the fire, and when Zhao Shuo cut the pork, Yan Wu had already brushed the pot.

Zhao Shuo took two green onions, cut the green onions into white sections, and cut the green onions into minced pieces. Then turn around and pour water into the pot.

After pouring the water, Zhao Shuo began to chat with Yan Wu. After the water boiled, Zhao Shuo got up and put the green onion and the sliced pork into the pot.

After about five minutes, Zhao Shuo scooped up the pork and green onions, then poured out the water in the pot rather wastefully, and then brushed the pot clean.

At this time, Zhao Shuo missed the contemporary insulation tools.

Subsequently, Zhao Shuo put the drained pork belly into the pot and fried the meat alive. When the surface of the meat is a little browned and oozing oil, add some colored condiments.

After stirring evenly, pour in the appropriate amount of water, the water will not cover the meat, and then the stew will be served.

After doing this, Zhao Shuo wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued to idle with Yan Wu.

About half an hour later. Zhao Shuo asked Yan Wu to open the lid of the pot.

The steam rose up, and Zhao Shuo asked. "Is there still water? Taste ripe or not? ”

At this time, Zhao Shuo had no bottom in his heart, because the steps he took just now were all seen by watching others cook, and as for the taste of his own cooking, he was completely bottomless in his heart.

"It's a little light, it's not tasteful, lord." Yan Wu turned around and asked.

Zhao Shuo thought about it, slapped his head, and jumped up. "Yan Wu, quick, quick, light the fire."

Zhao Shuo ordered Yan Wu again, found some sugar and sprinkled it into the pot, and then took a shovel and tossed in the pot.

It wasn't until the soup in the pot was wrapped in the meat that Zhao Suo asked Yan Wu to stop adding firewood.

Zhao Shuo quickly took out the meat in the pot and put it into the prepared casserole

Although he worked very hard, this dish was only seven or eight points like braised pork, but in this way, Zhao Shuo was also very satisfied.

He picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, the taste was not as good as what he used to eat, but the taste still reminded him of many things before.

The corners of his eyes were a little moist, and Zhao Shuo handed the casserole he was holding to Yan Wu. "You can eat."

Zhao Shuo used to look like he wanted to eat very much, and he was quite active when cooking, but after he was ready, he only took one bite and showed a somewhat sad expression.

This made Yan Wu a little suspicious of Zhao Shuo's level. He took the casserole, looked at the braised pork that Zhao Shuo had made and looked very appetizing, pursed his lips, took the chopsticks, sandwiched a piece of meat, and put it in his mouth.

Yan Wu has already thought about it, even if this meat is unpalatable, it must be delicious. Because, she didn't want to see Zhao Shuo sad.

The meat was in the mouth, fat but not greasy, Yan Wu, who was frowning, showed a look of surprise, she ran to Zhao Shuo's side and said sincerely. "Lord Wang, this meat is so delicious."