In the third year of Jinglong, Wei Juyuan worshiped the left servant, and Zhongzong stayed in Wei's mansion.

Wei Juyuan is a flattering and powerful lord, this emperor is here, he has to get him a delicious meal. So he made every effort to set up a banquet, and recorded all the recipes in his diary with a girlish heart, which became the "Roasted Tail Menu" that has been passed down for several generations.

Yu Jian flipped through the ancient books obtained from Guan Shanyue with relish, and later generations interestingly recorded Wei Juyuan's life in the book, and also listed some exquisite recipes in the roasted tail banquet.

Emperor Wu Taoguang raised obscurity, ruled the relics of Zhenguan in the prosperous era, set the capital Luoyang, and established Wu Zhou. But his son Li Xian is a master who eats, drinks and has no desire to make progress, and he plays with the ministers below all day long.

But it is such an era that has pushed the food culture of Datang to an unprecedented climax.

Later, Xuanzong succeeded to the throne and ordered the abolition of the roasted tail feast, which brought this extravagant lifestyle to an end.

Closing the ancient book, Yu Jian closed her eyes and pondered. Each era has its own unique characteristics, so that food can be derived that suits the era. Zhongzong is extravagant, likes to eat all kinds of game, bear paws, deer antlers, just afraid to eat the stars in the sky, and some people will try their best to get it.

Nowadays, however, many of the ingredients are no longer readily available, and some of them are also listed as rare, so it is even more difficult to replicate the dishes in the roast tail feast.

"Alas......" she sighed and opened her eyes, which were filled with endless confusion. Her wish is to bring Datang cuisine back to the world, but I'm afraid that this long road is still long......

"Sister?" Yu Yuan knocked on the door and entered, interrupting her thoughts.

"What's wrong?" Although the little one's legs are already good, he still missed the start of primary school this year and continues his kindergarten life.

He has been depressed recently, because his little friend Zhang Meimei has already stepped into the campus of the primary school with his schoolbag on his back, and he is half a head taller than others and is still in kindergarten. This guy had an awkward quarrel with Yu's mother for this matter, and he went on a hunger strike several times.

Yu Yuan crawled onto her bed familiarly, and touched her stomach resentfully: "I don't know what's going on, my stomach kept screaming just now, probably because the gluttonous worm can't bear it."

Even being hungry is said to be so artistic.

Yu Jian looked at him amusedly, and quipped, "No hunger strike?"

The little guy was so sad that he sniffed and said, "I've been going through this from beginning to end, and it's not my fault, so why should I abuse myself?"

"What's wrong with you? If you weren't naughty and climbed trees, would you have broken your legs? At the end of the day, it's your problem!" Yu Jian nodded his little head and disciplined him.

Yeah! You're right! Yu Yuan shook his head with her gesture, and for a while he didn't see his sister stop, so he could only move to the side and ask, "When are you going to cook for me?"

Yu Jian was simply laughed at by him, making the arousal first-class. She crossed her waist and glanced at Yu Yuan, a slightly cruel smile like a stepmother appeared on her lips, and said darkly, "Want to eat? Do it yourself ......."

Yu Yuan watched dumbfounded as his sister pulled open the door, and walked out again, and the door was slammed shut.

What's up? What about the love between sisters and brothers? How did it disappear??

……

It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year.

This year, the family reunited, although they left Rao Township, everyone was very happy in their hearts. Yu Jianguo took advantage of the store to make moon cakes together.

Yu Jian gathered the opinions of all parties, and in addition to the southern mooncakes that her family loved, she also planned to make some old-fashioned puff pastry mooncakes from the north.

The filling is made of sweet five kernels, bean paste and jujube paste, and the salty one is made of salt and pepper peanuts.

Even Huang Nuan and Chen Xinyi also came to join in the fun, washed their hands and put on their hats, and solemnly helped Yu Jian knead the dough.

The puff pastry is complicated to make, Yu Jian was afraid that the two of them would make trouble, so she only picked up some simple work for them to do, mixed the milk and flour by herself, added powdered sugar and ghee, beat until slightly white, and then continued to add the egg liquid, mixed evenly, slowly sifted into the milk powder, stirred and coagulated, and kneaded into a ball.

The puff pastry noodles do not need to wake up, they are directly wrapped in the filling after being caught into a small ball, Yu Jian presses the dough into a cake with one hand, and takes Huang Nuan with the other

The stuffing dough handed over, fingers flying, and then put it on the mold and press it, and a small and cute mooncake is ready.

Yu Jianguo and Yu Jianping were in charge of baking moon cakes, moved out the big oven at home, connected the electricity and put one stove after another, and at the end of the day, the sweet fragrance of dough wafted in the whole yard.

Yu Jian looked at the neatly stacked bamboo baskets on the shelf, crying and laughing. The Yu family is obviously busy, this looks like there are one or two hundred, right? How can you eat all of it by relying on your own family?

"Ah Jian, you can sell it in the restaurant! This mooncake is so delicious, it must not be unsellable!" Huang Nuan took a bite of the thin and fluffy crust, the bean paste inside was sweet and delicious, and it was many times better than the ones sold outside!

Yu Jian pondered: "If you don't sell it, how about we give it to diners?" Since the opening of the Yu restaurant, it has relied on the support of the diners, and some of them are diligent, and they have become familiar faces, and they can chat with each other when they are occasionally free.

There are friends from all over the world, and business depends on the long flow of water.

Yu Jianping raised his hands in agreement: "I agree." He is responsible for most of the things in the front hall, and he can see the world more thoroughly than Yu Jianguo.

So, these small pastries were sealed in their pockets and placed in gift boxes, turning into upstarts before the Mid-Autumn Festival in Yujia restaurants.

"Yikes! It's a puff pastry mooncake, it's still old-fashioned!" Yang Jianxin took the box from Zhou Xiaoyan's hand, opened it with a roar, and a tempting aroma wafted out, and he shouted out in surprise. For an authentic northern doll, the moon cake that he ate the most when he was a child was puff pastry, and he poked the surface of the moon cake through the transparent packaging bag, and it was really soft and soft.

"What's that?" If it was Wuren, he wouldn't eat it, he didn't like sweetness.

Zhou Xiaoyan glanced at him, and some of them were picky: "The top box is a mixture of five kernels, bean paste, and jujube paste, and the bottom box is a mixture of salt and pepper peanuts." As he spoke, he brought out several more boxes, "What you have in your hand is for Chef Tang, yours are here!"

Yang Jianxin suddenly stopped: "What? Your Yu restaurants still have double standards??" If he is still a loyal fan of the Yu family's restaurant, isn't it worth giving him two boxes alone?

Zhou Xiaoyan put all the boxes into his hand, waved his hand and turned to leave, and a sentence floated from afar: "You and your father are a family, and your father has already taken your share back......

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Yang Jianxin was stunned, suddenly came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone and dialed: "Dad! Have you eaten all the mooncakes of Lao Yu's family?!!

Father Yang looked at the last small round ball left in the two boxes, which was engraved with auspicious cloud patterns, and there were two small "peanuts" in the lower right corner. He swallowed the half of the mooncake he chewed in his mouth and asked rhetorically.

"What mooncakes? Yu's restaurant has mooncakes??"