Chapter 49: All kinds of flavors dissolve in the small cauldron (Part 2)
The Fang family is quite good. If the host I visit one day is from a relatively poor family or is a retro enthusiast, he may not even have a couch. There will be a few seats on the floor. Please give me a try...
This kind of kneeling, cross-legged and upright posture is the most solemn and dignified sitting posture.
In formal occasions, if there is a senior superior sitting in front of him, then the juniors or subordinates can only abuse themselves like this. If this senior boss wants to punish you, he can nag you while giving lectures while ordering you to sit upright. He will watch your leg muscles compress your blood vessels, causing pain in your waist and knees, and you will feel dizzy. After a while, you will fall down. After a while, I fell down again, until I fainted and finished...
If you want to avoid this painful experience, it's best to get close to the master in front of you as soon as possible. Enough of the flattery, before he knelt down and fainted, the host kindly suggested that we should be relaxed and relaxed if we are acquainted... So the two parties changed their sitting postures, pulled their legs out from under their bodies, and curled them up in front of them. "Sitting" or "sitting" is just like the sitting posture of the great Bodhisattva statues in Buddhism.
For most ancient people, sitting cross-legged and meditating is a relatively relaxed and comfortable posture. It is not a big deal to stay like this on a couch or on the ground for several hours.
Fang Jun is a modern person who has lived through time. How can he bear this if he is used to chairs? I just sat for a while and said a few words. My buttocks hurt, my waist became sore, and my whole body couldn't stop shrinking...
Fortunately, Li Ke was very knowledgeable. When he saw Fang Jun's state, he knew that he couldn't stand it, so he laughed, stretched his limbs, and changed to a cross-legged sitting position.
Fang Jun breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Li Siwen. He seemed to have had a smooth bowel movement...
Qiao'er served tea soup. There were only three cups for four people. One cup was placed in front of Li Ke, one in front of Uncle Cen Wen, and one in front of Li Siwen. My young master... just skipped it. Erlang didn't drink this.
Li Ke picked up the tea cup and took a sip casually. He said "Hey" and praised: "This tea is well brewed. It's not much better than the tea maker in this prince's palace." Then he smiled at Qiao'er and asked. : "But you cooked it?"
Qiao'er was dazzled by Li Ke's handsome smile, and her heart skipped a beat. Her pretty face turned red, and she said shyly, "Yes...it was cooked by the slave family."
Li Ke smiled and said: "Not bad."
Qiaoer almost fainted, my God! Is His Highness King Wu talking to himself? This is a well-known virtuous king in the court, a literary, elegant and fairy-like figure. He is really good-looking...
Fang Jun's face turned dark. Looking at the nymphomaniac Qiao'er, he felt sour in his heart. He waved his hand in great displeasure: "Hurry up and go down. What are you doing standing there in a daze?"
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"Oh..."
Qiao'er responded, leaving her Erlang full of resentment, and asked him to say a few more words, really...
He turned around and walked away step by step.
Fang Jun looked at Li Ke and said, "This girl has never seen the world. Your Highness must not blame her."
Li Ke smiled and said: "This little maid is innocent and as pure as a flower. It's too late for me to be happy, how can I blame you?"
Looking at the handsome smile on this guy's face, Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that His Highness King Wu, who is "loved by everyone and blooms when flowers bloom", has fallen in love with Qiao'er? What should I do if I open my mouth to ask for it?
These days, it is not a big deal for nobles to exchange, even beg, or give away a few maids, but Fang Jun cannot accept the concept of treating a person as a commodity.
He quickly shouted: "Is the hot pot ready?" He sealed Li Ke's mouth first.
A servant trotted to the door and asked: "It's ready. May I ask Erlang if he will serve it now?"
Fang Jun nodded and said: "That's the case."
The servant responded and turned back to the kitchen to inform.
Fang Jun stood up, moved the table in front of him to the middle, then pulled the couch over, and said to the other people: "Come on, come on, everyone move over here."
Several people were confused, but they didn't ask any questions and just followed the law.
After a while, he saw two chefs from the house walking in carrying a stove. Fang Jun ordered the two of them to first place a tray filled with water on the table in the middle, and then put the stove in the middle of the tray... …
Li Ke and others had never seen such a strange-looking stove before, so they couldn't help but look at it carefully.
But when I saw that the top of this stove was pointed, it was a round stove barrel. The waist and abdomen were wide in the middle, and a round belly suddenly appeared. There were two animal pattern pull rings on the top, and a base with hollow carvings on the bottom. Looking at the pattern, you can see the blazing charcoal fire inside. The charcoal fire passes through the seemingly hollow belly of the furnace, and occasionally a few sparks are seen shooting out from the furnace barrel above.
This furnace is made entirely of brass, with dazzling golden flowers and exquisite patterns of auspicious clouds and animal patterns, giving it an aura of wealth.
Immediately afterwards, the cook brought dishes after dishes, including green cabbage, leeks, mallow, tender yellow bean sprouts, dark wild mountain mushrooms, and red and white mutton. Especially those plates of mutton, which are cut as thin as cicada wings and crystal clear, which makes people's appetite whet their appetite.
It's a pity that they are all raw...
Although Li Ke and Uncle Cen Wen were surprised, they didn't have the nerve to ask. Li Siwen was also a little dumbfounded and asked: "Fang Er, how do you eat this?"
Fang Jun smiled and said nothing. He stepped forward and grasped the two animal pattern buckles at the waist and abdomen of the copper furnace with both hands. He lifted it slightly and opened it. It turned out to be a lid.
Under the lid was a ring-shaped pot trough surrounding the furnace. The water contained in it was already boiling and steaming. Fang Jun poured the vegetables into several plates, closed the lid, and said, "It's ready to eat as soon as the pot is opened."
Place the prepared sauce in a jar around and give each person a portion.
How can you have hot pot without chili? It's a pity that during the Tang Dynasty, chili peppers were still nesting in the valleys of South America. It was not until the Ming Dynasty that they were introduced to the Central Plains. For Fang Jun, who loves spicy food, this is simply unbearable.
He even thought about getting a fleet to sail to the East to open up a new route and occupy South America...
Fortunately, there was still dogwood in the Tang Dynasty.
In fact, dogwood is not the main ingredient for making "spicy" flavor in this era. People mostly use ginger and mustard. However, after Fang Jun tasted it, he felt that the taste of dogwood was closer to that of chili pepper.
Cornus officinalis is also called "Yue Jiao". "Compendium of Materia Medica" records that eating Cornus officinalis "has a pungent and bitter taste. The natives pick it in August, pound and filter the juice, add lime and stir it into a mixture. It is called moxa oil and spicy rice oil." Spicy, used in food." ?
Even Li Ke had never seen such tableware and such a way of eating, so he pointed at the hot pot and asked, "What is this?"
Fang Jun distributed the condiments and said: "Hot pot."
Uncle Cen Wen praised: "There is fire in the pot. This name is appropriate. Cen is ignorant and has never seen it. I wonder where Erlang got this thing?"
"You've seen it before. I designed this hot pot myself."
Fang Jun was so bold that he took the founder of hotpot as his own...
Uncle Cen Wen was in awe: "Erlang is really smart and quick."
He is not a pedantic scholar. On the contrary, his thoughts are more inclined to new things and his receptive ability is very strong. He does not think there is anything wrong with playing with these "odd and obscene techniques".
Li Siwen's stomach growled with hunger and he didn't say anything, just staring at the hot pot.
As he spoke, the hot pot began to boil again.
Fang Jun opened the lid, poured the chopped mutton into a plate, and shouted: "Let's start!" He was also very hungry. He didn't care about His Highness King Wu, so he reached out and picked up a chopstick of mutton and poured it into the boiling soup. Rinse it for a few times, then take it out, put it in a bowl, roll it with the sauce, and put it in your mouth. It's so hot that you breathe cold air, but your heart is hooked, it's a familiar taste...
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At two o'clock in the afternoon, this book won the [New Book Recommendation for Category Fiction] and [New Book Recommendation for History Channel Channel]. I didn't mention it, but there will be two more chapters in a while. Give all the recommendation votes to my brothers. However, there was something wrong with the recommendation vote counting system of Dreaming Start last night. Even if you vote, it will not be displayed. I don’t know if it is true...
(End of chapter)