Chapter Twenty-Seven: Let He, the Emperor, Sit Comfortably?

"Lord Wang! This will be the end of the day. This situation, eating? Isn't it a bit ......?"

"Lord Wang! Why didn't you see the princess with you? And Yang Xian, Lu Mingyi......"

Let Zhu Yan lead the way like a close friend, hooking his shoulders and back, Liu Bowen felt how uncomfortable he was.

But he couldn't break free if he wanted to, so he could only ask sideways, hoping that this little Wu king wouldn't be too good with him.

As a result, Zhu Yan was stunned and pretended not to understand, and when Lao Liu asked, he replied, deliberately wanting to see this old god stick eat turtles.

"This king eats freely here! As long as you do your job well, you can eat whenever you want. As long as you don't bother yourself! Heat the iron plate and eat alone for supper, and this king will not punish you. ”

As soon as Zhu Yan's words fell, there was a situation that made Liu Bowen feel even more stunned.

"Haha! That's right......"

"Anyway, there are a lot of fish and shrimp running over from Leitang and the seaside!"

The many soldiers around him suddenly burst into laughter, and Lu Zuo's face behind him became even more embarrassed.

The team leader even blocked his face with his hand, not daring to touch Liu Bowen's slightly strange gaze.

Needless to say, Lu Zuo reacted like this.

He must be the one who is greedy for three watches in the middle of the night and uses an iron plate to open a small stove.

Zhu Yan glanced at Liu Bowen, who was smiling with Le, and pulled the person to the center of the camp, and he continued.

"As for Qingxue! She is taking Lu Mingyi with her, counting the amount of bricks that the people of Yangzhou need for me in the future......"

Liu Bowen was forcibly pressed to the main seat on the right hand, but he was not very optimistic and said: "Lord Wang! IMHO. What is the output of your red bricks? How many years can it endure? ”

"Mr. Liu! Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden? Just like us rough soldiers. Zhu Yan said as if he was amused, and sat down on the left-hand side. No hurry, no hurry, let's eat fish first! ”

At this moment, they were sitting in a circle with a group of soldiers, sitting in the camp, and on the bamboo table in front of them, each of them had a black iron plate.

On the smoky iron plate, there is a fish that is half open, and the portion is really not small, and it has already emitted a slightly ripe burnt aroma.

Near the grilled fish, there are also some green onions and ginger, and a lot of seasonal vegetables, which smell is also salty and fragrant, which is particularly appetizing.

Liu Bowen looked at his iron plate, looked around again, and couldn't help muttering: "What's the difference between this and barbecue?" ”

"Huh! Barbecue is just barbecue, and this king can also grill vegetables. The grilled eggplant is even more delicious! Mr. Liu. Look at this so-called iron plate ......."

Of course, Zhu Yan knows that this barbecue and teppanyaki can be said to be completely different in essence in later generations, and they can also be grilled meat, grilled vegetables, and baked cakes.

But nowadays, the category of barbecue is really monotonous, not to mention the common people, even the rich and noble, the books uploaded, are only roasted chicken, pigs, sheep, fish and shrimp, kidneys, shelves, etc., no one thought that they could be skewered vegetables and fruits to roast.

The origin of teppanyaki is said to be in the 14th and 15th centuries.

In the next 100 years of the Great Voyage, Spanish sailors spent their days adrift at sea, with no programs and no open flames, and they were extremely bored with cooking.

Speaking of originating from the Wa Kingdom, it is only because of a half-understanding of history that I think so.

The Japanese only learned this method at sea, thinking that compared to barbecue, it was less fumety and hygienic, and then it was carried forward in the upper class society of the Japanese country, and even popular all over the world.

Zhu Yan made teppanyaki, the picture is a fresh and exciting feeling, and as long as the plate is hot enough, everything can be baked, teppanyaki chicken, teppanyaki eggplant, etc. are all good and delicious.

If you can enjoy the beautiful scenery, singing and dancing with beer, it is a great joy in life.

Of course, for a person like Zhu Yan, who is not happy with meat, if Yangzhou becomes rich again in the future, he will use the money to buy some sick and disabled old cattle and fry some steaks with their loins.

Calves, strong cows, and even cows, he really didn't dare to slaughter them, don't say whether his old man will be angry, and probably will also provoke the anger of the people of Yangzhou.

The public is angry, Zhu Yan doesn't want to collapse the good image he just created for the sake of greed.

As for saying that these are all foreign cultures, why doesn't Zhu Yan engage in hot pot?

That's really ridiculous!

First, there are no borders for food, and secondly, from the Song Dynasty, there are records of "Mandarin Duck Pot" and "Shabu Shabu" in the "Shanjia Qing Offering", and in this Yuan and Ming dynasties, not only rich households, but also ordinary people can occasionally open meat once in a while as long as they want to.

When Zhu Yan attacked Shandong last year, he was even able to rub with Generalissimo Xu Da and others every three or five times.

What kind of hot pot? It's really not necessary!

Not long after, Liu Bowen also saw the clues of the iron plate, and he was surprised: "This is not a real iron plate, but a rock polish?" ”

Zhu Yan smiled and nodded, now salt, iron, coal, and tea are all under the control of the imperial court again. If he wants to die, he will not say hello without saying a word, and use pig iron to make a baking tray.

"Come on! Mr. Liu picks up chopsticks. With this king, don't be too restrained......"

Seeing that Zhu Yan picked up chopsticks and picked up a large piece of fish, blew a few breaths, and put it in his mouth, Liu Bowen also did the same.

For a while, he only felt that the skin of the fish was burnt and the meat was tender, and there was a complex and indescribable taste in his mouth.

In addition to being delicious, it is too monotonous to use any word to describe it.

The most important thing is that Liu Bowen has been in a hurry for days, and a bird has faded out of his mouth early, and even eating some vegetables dipped in fish oil, he is also very happy.

Zhu Yan also took advantage of the situation to answer all kinds of doubts about red bricks for Liu Bowen.

What "mining", "preparation", "molding", "roasting" and other processes, anyway, the "Friends of Military and Civilian Talents Continuation", recorded in the traditional process of "brick and tile sintering", he is divided into categories, and the way is careful.

Zhu Yan was not worried that Liu Bowen would not be able to understand.

As it turned out, this old gentleman was extremely clever and easily understood.

"That is to say! Rajah. The process of this red brick is simpler than that of green bricks, and a kiln of the same area, according to your method, red bricks can burn a little or five times more output than green bricks......"

"Moreover, if it is also a medium-fire brick, the durability of red bricks is not weaker than that of green bricks? Even, if coal can be burned to make bricks, the old red bricks are stronger than the green bricks? ”

Liu Bowen stroked his beard and chuckled, his eyes looked at Zhu Yan more and more deeply, and muttered, "Forgive the minister." O lord! You were so anxious to take over the authority to govern Yangzhou......"

"And now I want to separate from Yang Xian and rule, and I want to build a kiln and burn bricks so quickly. And so on! In order not only to promote the whole Yangzhou, or to promote their own planning to the whole country, right? ”

"Huh! How so? Zhu Yan did not dodge, and looked at Liu Bowen with great interest.

Liu Bowen said leisurely: "Lord Wang, you have never had the intention of competing with the crown prince for that throne!" From this point of view, all your current whimsical and hard work seems to be in vain. ”

"Hey! Says who. Won't this king pave the way for the future of my eldest family? Let him, the emperor, sit comfortably! ”

"That makes sense. But His Royal Highness King Xiao Wu, everyone is a smart person! ”

Zhu Yan suddenly felt very distressed, and he realized that this was another person who saw that he was "not here".

How many are you now?

Lao Tang and Lao Xu have already seen it......

I don't know if my mother can see it?

If only my old man could understand......

From next year, that is, the second year of Hongwu, how good would it be if the sea ban was not implemented?