In Yao Huan's "Peruvian Barbecue Pit", well, referred to as "Luwei Pit", the fragrance is so strong that everyone can't help but swallow their saliva.

Zeng Wei was excited to help Yao Huan and Rouge shovel away the pebbles, and suddenly saw the painting pavilion lively.

But when he saw the brown brocade of the leaves beside the horse lord Wang Xu, there was a young man with small sleeves walking in his footsteps.

"It must be the king of Suining County, Sister Huan, the fourth uncle is going to go over with Su Erlang, waiting to eat your good craftsmanship at noon!"

Zeng Wei said, as if he was more anxious than Su Ji, beckoning to the little Su Ji, and the three of them left in a hurry.

Yao Huan was stunned for a while, put down the shovel, and said to Rouge: "I've never seen the king of the county, I'll come back at a glance, don't worry, it's not an open fire, and the chickens, ducks and fish in it can't be pasted."

Rouge was not a bad girl, and Fang saw that this Yao Niangzi turned out to be a relative and friend of the Zeng family's son, so she didn't dare to slack off, and smiled at Yao Huan and said: "Lady, go, I'll open a few stones and see if the taro is ripe." If the taro is fully cooked, the meat will not travel to the pool. Your brother, I'll watch for you. ”

The stream where the food is buried, in fact, is not too far from the stove house and the painting pavilion. Yao Huan hurried a few dozen steps, and next to a big cypress tree, he could see a lot more clearly.

Zhao Ji actually looks like Wu Jing!

Yao Huan was sure that his farsightedness was not wrong.

It's so similar!

A slightly flattened face, two slightly inverted mountain eyebrows, slender crescent eyes, and a large bulging nose......

This young man, who will grow up to be China's number one art emperor, is only fourteen years old this year.

But this face, hahaha, is Wu Jingna.

Hey, Mr. Wu Jing, a performance artist with both virtue and art, brought us the phenomenal film genre "Wolf Warrior" series, what a chicken blood.

As soon as Mr. Wu was mentioned, 10,000 sentences seemed to float through everyone's minds: "Those who clearly offend my Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away."

Thirty years later, Song Huizong, Zhao Ji, the leading actor of Jingkang's shame, is the king of a generation of fallen countries......

No, no, no, people are also the guests of my gold lord, but I am not kind to think about the future of him losing the country and going north to be humiliated.

Yao Huan scolded himself, and continued to watch the celebrities and nobles talking and laughing.

"Huizong" is the temple number after Zhao Ji's death, when he was the emperor, he was called "Xuanhe Master" and "Daojun Emperor". Before ascending the throne, he was the king of Duan.

At present, his title is only "King of Suining County", and he has not yet opened his palace and still lives in the palace. This is also the reason why Gao Yu secretly discussed with Yao Huan, and took advantage of the opportunity of today's banquet to let Zhao Ji eat the secret chicken feet made by Yao Huan.

"Yao Niangzi, the relationship between the horse and the county king is the relationship between the uncle and the nephew, and the county king loves Danqing, so in the royal relatives, he and the horse master are the closest. After I followed the horse, the king of the county came to play in the house, and by chance saw my ability to bow, so he asked me to accompany him to play a few games, and also said to the horse that when he left the palace to open the prince's mansion, he wanted to ask me to go. I dare to pat my chest and pack the ticket, send the chicken paws to the mouth of the county king, and then coax him into the palace, Yao Niangzi, you say, I'm bragging? ”

At this moment, Yao Huan's ears remembered what Gao Yu said to him half a month ago, and what he saw in front of him was Zhao Ji's side, Gao Yu walked closer than the inner servants from the palace, and Zhao Ji also talked and laughed with Gao Yu from time to time.

Yao Huan sighed in his heart: Gao Yu Gao Guo, how can I think you are bragging? If I don't wear the Great Song Dynasty in another parallel world, if history is recorded in later generations, five years later, you, and the young man you are now serving in front of the saddle and behind the horse, the road of life will not be as simple as the master and servant of the idle palace.

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"Huan'er, are you cooking properly?"

Shen Fuzhi walked quickly to the stream, and before the person arrived, he had already asked in a hurry.

In today's scene, the old Jianghu Shen Fuzhi is inevitably anxious, lest something go wrong.

However, before Yao Huan could respond, his sense of smell had already given Shen Fuzhi an answer.

"God, why is it so fragrant!" Shen Fuzhi's nostrils moved, and his face was filled with the natural intoxication of a senior chef when he smelled a good taste.

"It's not just the ordinary smell of meat," she added, "it turns out that Shao Langzhong's medicine bag for us is roasted over fire, and it's even more powerful!" ”

Yao Huan nodded with joy on his face, went up and dragged his aunt's sleeve, like a cheerful little yellow bird, and pulled her to the edge of the pit.

The pebbles had been completely peeled away, and on the plantain leaves, which had turned from oily green to charred brown, golden hens, red daylilies and tempeh pork belly, pink lamb chops, and white river eels, all steaming.

If you take a closer look, through the rising heat, you can clearly see that no matter the red meat and white meat, chicken, fish, pigs and sheep, there are a few places of oil, slowly seeping out from the texture, crystal clear, I can't wait to make people lick their tongues immediately and then, smack it, and suck it happily.

Rouge's eyes are not inferior to Meituan. When she saw that the commander-in-chief of today's banquet was coming, she hurriedly thanked Shen Fuzhi and asked, "Second sister-in-law of the Shen family, can the maid go to the stove house to call the sisters and put these delicacies on the table?" ”

Shen Fuzhi said earnestly: "Yes, yes, you go quickly." The prince and the guests were fascinated by the paintings, and before they knew it, it was the hour. They didn't listen to the piano anymore, so they left a small chamberlain from the palace to copy in the painting pavilion, and the rest of the people had already sat down to drink the wine of your mansion and eat the side dishes we had prepared. This fire-roasted meat, don't destroy its prototype, only then can it be wild. My maidservant, Meituan, has already cleaned up a few bamboo baskets and lotus leaves in the stove house. ”

Rouge answered, and hurriedly went to call someone.

Shen Fuzhi squatted down, leaned out to look for it in the pit, cocked his orchid fingers, fished out a few of the blackened oil paper bags, opened them and sniffed them, and muttered: "Good things, I haven't seen them in the market, Mr. Shao is really not an idle person." ”

Yao Huan went to Shao Qing's house to borrow books that day, and in addition to "Lin's Cuisine", she also got two gifts, one was a few recipes with allusions written by Shao Qing to her, and the other was these spice packets.

Shao Qing told Yao Huan at the time that when his ancestors used to practice medicine, they lived in a mixed place where Hu and Han lived in the north, and he was also very familiar with the use of spices from Hu merchants in the Western Regions.

What he gave Yao Huan was a spice pack that was especially suitable for stewing meat dishes.

No matter how much Yao Huan trusts Shao Qing, he is still in the habit of acting cautiously, and after taking the spice packet home, he opened it with his aunt and studied it.

My aunt recognized pepper and parsley, but she didn't recognize the other three.

Yao Huan recognized them all.

Needless to say, the "horse celery" in my aunt's mouth turned out to be the common barbecue condiment "cumin" in later generations.

And the three things that my aunt did not recognize were dried limes, merabs, and nutmeg.

Dried limes are lime-like fruits grown in South Asia, transported to Arabia, boiled and exposed to brown fruit.

Merab is also a type of nut that comes from the Arab region.

Nutmeg is similar to grass fruit, produced in hot and rainy areas, and is harder and more spicy than the grass fruit used in stewed meat in the Central Plains. However, compared with pepper, pepper, fennel, cinnamon leaf and other seasonings, the amount of nutmeg must be controlled, because the myristic ether contained in it has a psychedelic effect. Yao Huan inspected the seven or eight small oiled paper bags given by Shao Qing, and sure enough, there were only two or three nutmeg in each bag.

Yao Huan loved to eat and travel in his previous life, and in the first few years of his salary, he traveled to the Middle East, remembering that lime and nutmeg were indeed common in Arab barbecue, and dried fruits and spices such as malab were baked by Arabs in staple foods that were like bread and baked cakes.

However, now, as a woman in the Northern Song Dynasty, Yao Huan can only pretend not to understand what they are, so she can only suggest Shen Fuzhi to try a pack.

Shen Fuzhi asked Meituan to buy a hare on the street and cook it with the bun, which really added a compound herbal aroma to the meat flavor and taught people to have a great appetite.

At the moment, these spice packets, instead of boiling them with water, are simmered over a fire, and the temperature is higher and there is nowhere to escape, and more and more they are getting into the ingredients.