To tell the truth, in the eastern suburbs market, Han Chuan is really too ripe.

Where the melon is sweet, where the food is good, where the meat is fresh, where the chicken is pure running pheasant...

She is really clear, at least she can compare with Boss Jia.

The more I shopped, the more I felt that there were few ingredients.

There are few ingredients in this one, and there is a contrast.

In the palace, flying in the sky and swimming in the water, no matter what, as long as the imperial dining room wants it, the internal affairs government will go all over the world to procure.

said that he wanted a chicken with a red beak and six claws, but the Internal Affairs Office would not dare to offer a duck with a green beak and eight claws - who knows which palace the nobles went crazy and named what they wanted to eat? The imperial dining room wants something, can you afford to be offended?

No matter when, no matter what time it is, there is everything in the vegetable basket in the imperial dining room.

In winter, there are melons, in summer, there are fresh fish and fresh seafood, veal, pigeon, duck...

Alas.

The days of the fox and the fake tiger are really nostalgic.

Han Chuan picked and picked the bamboo shoots on the shop, and then looked at the bamboo shoots not far away and the sunflower vegetables in the stall next door, and sighed in her heart, there are so many ingredients every day, she can't do it if she wants to change the recipe! The short man pulled out the tall man, picked a basket of locust leaves and went back to make cold tao to eat, a small bag of buckwheat kernels, a small basket of lentils and three taels of black plums, and ordered pig's trotters and lamb shoulder meat with Boss Jia.

Han Chuan picked up the inside of the bowl, while looking around at the pot, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the old man who sold the three pools of Moon Vegetables in the West Lake appeared again that day!

Han Chuan glanced over.

Well.

Ordinary small yellow beans.

Boring.

Han Chuan turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the old man, "Little lady, you are a knowledgeable person, you should see where our soybeans are good things!" ”

Soybeans only.

Han Chuan turned around and grabbed the soybeans in his hand, Xiao Shuang'er poked his head to look, "tsk", and said, "It's bigger than the beans we bought in the eastern suburbs market before." ”

The old man said "Hey", "Take a closer look!" Smell it again! Don't dare to say anything else, in this eastern suburbs market, the beans of the old Han's family must be the most fragrant and largest! He glanced around and lowered his voice, "Seeing that you are an old customer, I told you that this bean is a good commodity transported from the north of Shanhaiguan, and it is also the way of the Cao Gang, which is all deducted from the Ministry of Internal Affairs - if you don't believe it, go around the market, you go and see if we are lying?" Who has the confidence and way to transport things from Shanhaiguan to the eastern suburbs market to sell? These mules and horses, tribute and sale are two different things! ”

That's true.

The ingredients in the palace are large, bright in color, and full of flavor, and there is no situation where the dishes in the market are sometimes good and sometimes weak.

It's also easy to understand.

Buying something in the eastern suburbs market is one out of ten.

The ingredients used in the palace are one out of a hundred and one out of a thousand.

Can it be the same to choose ingredients in the category of Beijing City and the entire Great Wei Dynasty?

Han Chuan got close and smelled the soybeans, and a unique fishy smell and fragrance of beans came to his nose, which was indeed better than the beans sold in other shops in the eastern suburbs market.

Han Chuan looked at the old man and asked with a smile, "Your relationship with the Internal Affairs Office is iron-clad, can you detain anything?" ”

The old man also laughed, "You joke here, rats have rats, snakes have snakes, this huge Beijing city, a plaque smashes ten people, seven third-grade officials... Who doesn't have one or two powerful relatives in the family? You don't care where the old man's ingredients come from, you only look at whether they are good or not, whether they are top or not, the old man packs tickets with you, this thing is innocent and real, isn't it? ”

That's a tact.

Han Chuan laughed happily, put down the soybeans in his hand, and asked the price.

The old man's eyes rolled around three times, remembering that two jars of Ulva were sold for three taels of silver two days ago, and the lion opened his mouth, "I won't charge you much, if you take these two baskets of soybeans and soybeans, fifty yuan, the old man will send them to the house." ”

Fifty Wen!

Little twin smack!

What a golden bean!

No matter how good it is, it's beans!

How can you sell it for fifty dollars!

Those poor families can eat for a month for fifty literati!

Han Chuan also felt that it was expensive, and after thinking about it, this was mostly the old man's businessless business, and then he saw that there was some cardamom next to the old man, and the cardamom was not as top as this soybean.

Cardamom is also useful, you can soak it in water with sour plum and drink it, and drink it chilled in summer to quench your thirst, and you can make a special drink before meals.

Han Chuan said, "Forty Wen, give you two baskets of soybeans and the cardamom, your cardamom is unlikely to be sold in the eastern suburbs market." Ordinary people don't know what you are, and they don't know how to deal with it. The big wine shop seasoned your cardamom, and felt that there was a shortage of goods, and you couldn't get together a table, so you might as well sell it to your son, which can be regarded as an early end of work and solve a problem. ”

The sun is getting bigger.

The sun rose to the top of the head.

The old man looked at the sky, and then at the eastern suburbs market, where there were fewer buyers due to the hot weather, and with a wave of his hand, he agreed.

Han Chuan paid, and then saw that the old man suddenly became smiling, and fell into deep regret - the bargaining price was still less, and the last time he bought Ulva cabbage, as soon as she gave the silver, the old man smiled so much that he couldn't find it...

Although I regret that I didn't cut the price well, I can buy this soybean okay.

Once at the restaurant, Han Chuan changed his Mai short, called Cui Er and Lati, cleaned the two baskets of soybeans twice to remove impurities, soaked them in water to swell, and steamed them in a steamer until they were paste.

At noon, the sunlight was shining directly in the backyard, Cui Er and Xiao Shuang'er went to open the "Shi Tian" stall, and Han Chuan and Lati made bean sauce in the backyard.

When Mama Zhong heard that she was making soybean paste, she volunteered to help, pouring the boiled beans on the mat and mixing them with the newly made wheat flour, while remembering the bittersweet thoughts, "... When I first entered the palace, I liked to eat bean sauce the most. At that time, as a little palace maid, you were not allowed to put salt in the meals, and you were not allowed to eat food with a strong taste, I was afraid that you would want to drink water if you ate too much salt, and you would have to go to the toilet and change your clothes as soon as you drank water..."

Han Chuan has also experienced this.

Han Chuan took off his shoes, stepped on the beans with his bare feet after cleaning his feet, turned over with a big wooden mallet, and said with a smile, "Eating steamed buns in the morning can be accompanied by some bean and wheat sauce, which is a little flavorful." My roommate, Cicada, saved the morning bean paste and spread it evenly between lunch and dinner - she could take a spoonful of bean paste and accompany a bowl of rice! ”

Mama Zhong laughed, "Who said it wasn't?" It's the most flavorful bean sauce! Later, I became an aunt and a grandmother, but I didn't pay so much attention to food, but I couldn't eat things with a big taste. One is embarrassed to break the vows, everyone else is clear soup and little water, and you eat heavy oil and heavy salt alone? The second is that if you are used to eating white cabbage, you will not be used to eating big vegetables. ”

Han Chuan smiled and nodded, thinking of A Cicada and the two little ones in the same room, as well as Xiao Qiu'er.

Haven't seen them in almost a year?