Chapter Twenty-Four: Daily Life in the East Palace
It wasn't until the chamberlain of the East Palace softly reminded him that it was time to eat, and Lao Li Gang ended today's topic.
Li Gang's voice fell, and Zhang Zheng and Li Chengqian also woke up from the world depicted in Li Gang's words.
The two glanced at each other, their faces full of unfinished meaning.
Zhang Zheng held back the tingling sensation from his buttocks, stood up, and bowed to Li Gang very formally.
He said: "Thank you Master Li for your teachings, the kid knows his mistake." ”
Lao Li Gang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The children can be taught, and they are nurtured by talents, and the old man is also lucky." ”
The waiter served the meal, and Li Gang also had to stay for dinner.
Because in the afternoon, Lao Li Gang also had to teach Li Chengqian to review and read the folds.
To say that Li Chengqian's life as a prince is also clearly arranged.
In the morning, the great Confucian Lu Deming told him about the etiquette, and Li Gang gave a random class. In the afternoon, Li Gang taught how to review and deal with various national and Korean affairs, of course, they are all inconsequential things.
In the evening, Dr. Guozijian came to the East Palace to teach and teach.
From governing the country to the language of Fanbang, everything is learned.
Every time there is a big court meeting on the 15th day of the new year, I have to go to the court to watch and follow Li Shimin to learn how to govern.
"Could it be that three dishes and one soup have already been customized in the Tang Dynasty?" Zhang Zheng frowned as he looked at the food in the East Palace.
A plate of boiled meat, a plate of grilled meat full of spices, a plate of boiled vegetables, and a plate of soup made of unknown things, and a few pieces of bread as the main dish.
Zhang Zheng tasted it, boiled meat is really boiled meat, there is nothing except salt, the barbecue meat is full of spices, and he can't eat what kind of meat it is.
The boiled vegetables are even more bland, and there is no salt taste, as for the bowl of thick soup, Zhang Zheng has lost the courage to taste it just by looking at it.
I picked up the dough and took a bite, so hard that my teeth straightened.
Zhang Zheng stretched his neck and glanced at the food in front of Li Chengqian and Li Gang, well, it was exactly the same as his own.
Only Lao Li Gang had an extra bowl of gruel in front of him, after all, the old man was old, and it was understandable that he couldn't bite the dough.
Zhang Zheng sighed, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, eat these things every day?
"Brother Zheng'er, why don't you eat?" Seeing Zhang Zhengdong looking around, Li Chengqian asked curiously.
"Back to Your Highness, Weichen really can't get used to eating them, well, these things." Zhang Zheng stretched out his finger and pointed to the food in front of him and said.
"There's meat and vegetables, what's wrong?" Li Chengqian glanced at it, and it was the same as what he ate.
"It's rough, it's too rough." Zhang Zheng shook his head and said.
"Hey, my father often said that a porridge and a meal are not easy to come by, and it is rare for ordinary villagers to get a mouthful of meat in the middle of the month, which is already very good.
Of course, it is definitely not as good as Brother Zheng'er's life at home, but Donggong eats this. When Li Chengqian heard Zhang Zheng say this, he thought that he missed the life of fine clothes and food, and couldn't help but retort.
"Of course, the minister knows that a porridge and a meal are not easy to come by, but the cook makes the food grown by the farmer's uncle so unpalatable, shouldn't he chop it up and drag it out to feed the dogs?"
Zhang Zheng said bitterly, he couldn't wait to beat the cook of the East Palace to death on the spot and drag him out to feed the dogs, the stir-fried food in Zhang's Mansion has been popular for almost ten years.
Wouldn't the cooks in the palace go to the Zou Guogong Mansion to study?
But how does he know where the chef is qualified to enter the door of Zhangfu, not to mention that Zhangfu's stir-fry has always been praised by Zhangfu's chef as a secret of the Guogong Mansion.
"His Royal Highness the Prince, Master Li forgives the sin, this kind of rough meal is really hard for the boy to swallow, please His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Master Li also stop eating for the time being, and wait for the boy to personally arrange a meal for the two of them."
"Hey, Brother Zheng'er, you can also cook." Li Chengqian asked curiously.
"Piece of cake!" Zhang Zheng stretched out his palm, clenched his fist and said proudly.
Lao Li Gang looked at the two of them with a smile on the side, and heard Zhang Zheng say that he wanted to cook himself, and his eyes also showed a curious look.
In these years, he paid attention to the gentleman's cooking, and he really didn't expect that the little prince of the Guogong Mansion, who had been dressed and eaten since he was a child, would be able to cook.
Li Chengqian heard Zhang Zheng say this, and he didn't bother to ask the guards to carry Zhang Zheng away, so he directly grabbed Zhang Zheng and walked to the kitchen of the East Palace.
"Oops, it's going to die, it's going to die, it's light, it hurts." Zhang Zheng shouted dissatisfiedly.
When I came to the door of the kitchen of the East Palace, the cook inside ran over from afar to salute.
Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was supporting a disabled person, followed by a white-bearded old man, he asked confusedly, "I don't know why His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came here." Kitchen filth ......"
Before he finished speaking, he was pulled away by Zhang Zheng, it was this chef who made the dish so unpalatable, Zhang Zheng scolded unceremoniously: "Get away." ”
Then he pointed to the maid who was busy in the kitchen and cut vegetables and said, "You, and you, come and help me." ”
When the cooks and maids heard Zhang Zheng say this, they all looked at Li Chengqian with puzzled eyes.
"Listen to him." Li Chengqian commanded.
Zhang Zheng first asked the cook to find the rice, and then instructed the maid to cut the fresh mutton into finely shredded pieces.
Then he instructed the cook to wash the rice, put the washed rice into a clay pot and add water to boil it over high heat. Wait until the rice broth is boiling, add water again, and bring to a boil over low heat.
When the rice in the clay pot begins to thicken, blanch the shredded meat and pour it in and stir it together. Then the lid of the clay pot was closed, and after a while, the pot began to boil.
Seeing that there was a shepherd's cabbage, he instructed the maid to cut the shepherd's cabbage into thin strips. When the porridge is ready, put the shepherd's cabbage in it and stir well, and sprinkle a small handful of salt.
A pot of fragrant shredded pork porridge is ready.
Then Zhang Zheng was pleasantly surprised to find that there was beef in the kitchen of the East Palace, but unfortunately there was no iron pot for stir-frying in the East Palace, so he couldn't eat fried beef with green onions.
I had to direct the kitchen step by step, preparing to make a dish of yellow braised beef to open their eyes.
Then instruct the cook to cut the remaining lamb into finely minced meat foam, add egg whites, flour, soy sauce, green onions, salt, and knead them into a ball. Then boil water, squeeze the mixed ingredients into balls, put them in boiling water and cook, no seasoning is needed, and a lamb meatball soup is freshly baked.
There is also venison made into barbecue meat by the cook, cut into strips, chopped with green onions, ginger and garlic, marinated with salt and rice wine, and then kneaded with a little star anise, fruit and pepper and other spices to make a powder.
Brush the vegetable oil and bake it on a charcoal fire, and after a while, the oil will bubble, and then sprinkle a handful of cumin powder, and the whole kitchen will burst out with a strong fragrance.
Li Chengqian and the old Li Gang, who was already in his eighties, couldn't help but move their noses.
Ask the cook to carry the porridge and prepared dishes in the courtyard outside the kitchen.
The three of them didn't pay attention to any superiority and humility, so they sat on the ground in the courtyard outside.
Li Chengqian respectfully gave Lao Li Gang a bowl of porridge first, and saw that Lao Li Gang took a sip lightly.
I couldn't resist the temptation anymore, grabbed a handful of venison skewers and began to feast.
Even if he was scalded out of the "hiss" sound, he didn't want to put down a string, and he was addicted and said: "It's delicious, it's delicious, I didn't expect you to have this craft." ”
Zhang Zheng looked at Li Chengqian, who looked ugly like a starving ghost reincarnated, and pursed his lips in disgust.
"I've never seen a turtle in the world."
Then he gave Lao Li Gang a piece of chopsticks of beef, and a bowl of meatball soup, and said: "Master Li, you try this yellow stewed beef, it has been stewed for nearly an hour, and it should be soft and rotten."
There is also this lamb meatball, which does not need to be chewed, just melt in the mouth and swallow, which is most suitable for an elderly person like you who has a bad tooth. ”
Hearing Zhang Zheng say that his teeth were not good, the old man was not angry, he picked up the spoon and tasted a mouthful of ball soup, and then his eyes lit up, and he praised: "Not bad, delicious." ”