Chapter 26 Southern Song Dynasty Food

"Are you sure you want to eat the delicacies in "Along the River During Qingming Festival"?" Xuan Shi asked Nie Guangyi.

"Yes!" Nie Guangyi has always been very angry, but now he is even more decisive.

"However, paintings have no smell, and there is no place in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" where the dishes are specifically drawn."

"There isn't one?" Nie Guangyi himself began to recall.

It is said that the most important thing in "Along the River During Qingming Festival" is food.

There are as many as 45 restaurants in one scroll.

Nie Guangyi has been yearning for it for many years, but he has never heard of any restaurant where any dish is clearly drawn.

"No." Xuan Shi's determination confirmed Nie Guangyi's inner thoughts.

Xuan Shi continued: "Even the two plates in the delivery boy's hands can't be seen exactly what they contain."

"Then how to fix it? Ala Yizai just wanted to cut out the delicacies in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"."

"Then have you asked me, girl, if you have dreamed about it?"

"That's natural! As soon as I heard that she was pushing Wang Ximeng to watch people rushing to take the exam in Bianjing City, I asked her if she had seen what was sold in the restaurant and if there were any of the lost snacks that are fragrant all over the streets."

"Then what? What did she say?"

"She asked me why I didn't think it was unreasonable to look for answers to history in dreams."

"Then what?" Xuan Shi asked.

"Then it went off topic, and in the end I didn't even ask what kind of delicacies were in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"."

Xuan Shi thought for a while: "I personally feel that the delicacies in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" probably won't appeal to you."

"Why?"

"Because we, as young people in general, dislike spicy food, but at the time of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", there were still hundreds of years before chili peppers were introduced into our lives."

“Didn’t spicy hot pot exist in the Song Dynasty?”

"Yes, there are things like boiling mutton and rabbit meat, but what people in the Song Dynasty called spicy was ginger, mustard greens, pepper, onions, and garlic. The combination of these condiments is not the same as spicy hot pot in the modern sense.

concept."

"Is that so?" Nie Guangyi was still hungry at this moment, "It's not a concept. I just want to eat the delicacies of the Song Dynasty now."

"Just eat food from the Song Dynasty, right?"

"right!"

"In that case, how about I get you a Southern Song Dynasty delicacy that is guaranteed to be authentic?"

“Guaranteed authenticity?”

"right."

"From the Southern Song Dynasty?"

"Yes. I can't remember any dish from the Northern Song Dynasty that had all the ingredients here."

"Never cheat?"

Xuan Shi nodded seriously.

"Why do I not believe it so much? Are you planning to fool me with something? Tell me what it's called first."

Xuan Shi's cooking skills are very good, but it's not like he never cooked dark dishes for him.

Nie Guangyi is still somewhat wary.

"Didn't you ask me earlier, girl, if there are any snacks that are fragrant all over the street? What I'm going to cook for you is such a snack. Translated in our Wenzhou dialect, it's called [fried cypress]."

"Why Wenzhou dialect?"

"Because Wenzhou dialect is the most classical dialect and there are many poems that no longer rhyme when we pronounce them in Mandarin. Wenzhou dialect is just fine."

"Give me an example."

"For example, let me tell you a poem related to eating, [Looking back at Chang'an, there are piles of embroidery, and thousands of doors are opening on the top of the mountain. Riding on the red dust concubine laughs, no one knows that it is lychee.]"

"What's wrong with this poem?"

"When your teacher was teaching this poem, didn't he ask you why the words "embroidered into piles" and the words "开出" and "来" in "litchi come" didn't rhyme with each other?"

"Eh!" Nie Guangyi's eyes lit up, "It's true. Then which fried huì are you talking about? Is it the huì that means gathering, or the fried huì that is next to the word "火"?

Nie Guangyi wanted to figure out how to make this famous snack of the Southern Song Dynasty, so as to roughly imagine whether it was what he wanted to eat.

"No, it's the cypress next to the word "木"."

Nie Guangyi thought for a while and asked: "Qin Hui's cypress?"

"Hey, young genius is different. Before I even said it, you knew that this famous Southern Song Dynasty snack is related to Qin Hui."

"Real or false?" Nie Guangyi himself didn't believe it.

"It must be true." Xuan Shi further explained: "Actually, many people say that this famous snack was invented by Su Dongpo. But there is no clear evidence."

"No..." Nie Guangyi's eyes lit up.

"That's right. There are many legends about that snack, but in any case, it must have become popular in the Southern Song Dynasty. Qin Hui and his wife planned to kill Yue Fei. When the Dong Chuang incident happened, the army and the people were all filled with righteous indignation. Some snack stall owners wanted to express their anger

We shared the same hatred and made a snack called fried cypress, which became absolutely popular. If you don’t believe it, you can check it out.”

"What are you checking for?" Nie Guangyi said, "Brother, I am very hungry. Even if I want to check, I must wait until I finish eating!"

"Then do you want to see me do it?" Xuan Shi asked aloud.

"How long will it take?" Nie Guangyi looked at himself and said, "If it's enough, I'll go up and take a shower first."

To ordinary people, Guangyi Dashao's appearance at this moment can be considered meticulous.

For the fault-finding genius architect, nothing is right.

Xuan Shi responded: "I'll try my best to let you have something to eat after taking a bath."

"Then you have to try your best. Brother will take a shower very quickly today!" Nie Guangyi walked towards the bathroom expectantly, turning back three times every step.

"No problem." Xuan Shi said, "I'll call Arnold after I finish making you supper."

It was rare that Nie Guangyi didn't say anything about it as soon as he heard the name "Arnold".

Normally, it takes Nie Guangyi twenty minutes to take a bath.

Every time he washes his hair, he has to style it before going out to meet people.

Today was an exception, I came out with wet hair.

He was in a hurry to come down and eat the famous Southern Song Dynasty snack [fried cypress].

I thought about the delicacies of the Song Dynasty for a whole night. Although I couldn't eat the ones in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival", it felt like I fried the traitor in one bite. That was awesome!

In Nie Guangyi's mind, famous snacks flashed one after another.

There is no very specific image.

Just like in many books, it is said that the main character is beautiful, but they don't describe it in detail, and they all rely on the reader's own imagination of a different kind of beauty.

If it were just the delicacies created by the people of the Southern Song Dynasty to commemorate Yue Fei, Nie Guangyi would only have an expectation value of 80 points at most. Add in the legend of being related to Dongpo layman, and then he would have to maximize his expectations.

For ordinary things, no one dares to rely on [Eternal Eater], right?

Nie Guangyi only took half the time it took to take a shower before heading to the kitchen with wet hair.

Before he could go in, Xuan Shi came out with a large plate of freshly fried fried dough sticks.

Xuan Shi pulled Nie Guangyi's hand out, put the plate in his hand, and said: "I'll give you this big plate. Fried cypress in ancient Chinese, fried dough sticks in Mandarin, and the name of the Song Dynasty is guaranteed.

Snacks have been passed down for thousands of years and will last forever.”

The light in Nie Guangyi's eyes disappeared at a speed invisible to the naked eye because of the plate of fried dough sticks.

"Xiao Shizi, do you really think that I don't dare to beat you!" Young Master Guangyi was angry, with nowhere to vent his anger.

"Little tweezers, you first eat the most famous snack of the Southern Song Dynasty. It has been handed down to this day and remains fresh for a long time. It is like a child. When you have strength after eating, you can beat me again."

As soon as Xuan Shi handed over the plate, he walked straight in the direction where Professor Nie had just called. He turned around and said, "I have to call Arnold first."

"You know I'm in a bad mood and you still treat me like this?"

"Then there's nothing I can do. I agreed with Arnold that I'll call her today. If we make complicated late-night snacks, it will be over today and it will affect Arnold's beauty sleep."

"How can I have a brother like you?"

"Yes, I also envy Mr. Guangyi for having a brother who makes midnight snacks for him at 11:30 in the middle of the night!"

Nie Guangyi was dumbfounded.

The honest and humble brother Xuan Shi who would not resist no matter how much he was bullied.

Was it taken away by a ghost called love?

Is it true that a seemingly stoic man doesn’t even have sex when it comes to falling in love?

In Italy a few years ago, how many tons of water did he have to put into his brain to introduce someone to Xuan Shi all day long?

A guy who becomes a different person when he falls in love doesn't deserve to be a man at all, let alone his brother.

I regret it, I regret it.

Every time Nie Guangyi thinks about it, he takes a big bite of the fried dough sticks!

Within five minutes, I had finished six large fried dough sticks.

To be precise, it should be twelve.

Because there are two fried dough sticks in each.

Yue Fei was framed to death by Qin Hui and his wife Wang. If they were to be exploded, they would definitely have to be twisted together to relieve their anger.

This probably also explains why, from ancient times to the present, most fried dough sticks have been made into two pieces entangled together.

…

Xuan Shi finally found time to call Cheng Nuo and apologized: "Arnold, I'm really sorry today..."

"Ah? What is there to apologize for?"

"That's right, I should have been with you right now."

"What's the original story? If we really want to talk about it, we can only meet at this time, right? You came so far in advance and came so early in the morning, it's too late for me to be happy."

"Are you really not angry?"

"How can you? I'm so angry. Do you want to appear in front of me now?"

"Listening to what Arnold said, he should be really not angry anymore."

"Are you relieved?"

"Um!"

"How is the bridge now?" Cheng Nuo turned concerned about the situation in Changqiao Village.

"Collapsed."

"What about your brother? How is he now?"

"Let's just stay the same. The conflict between him and Professor Nie is still irreconcilable."

"Then please give me more advice. After all, we are a family."

"Now that his grandparents are gone, Professor Nie is indeed the only family member left." Xuan Shi sighed and said, "But I still don't know how to persuade him."

"If you don't know, just let nature take its course. Ah Shi, just don't feel sad too." Cheng Nuo also sighed and said regretfully: "I really want to hug you."

"Then Arnold owes it first, and I will pay it back to you when I get back."

"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back."

"I originally wanted to go there early and give you a surprise. But in the end, we met in a hurry and wasted the surprise you prepared for me."

"Did I prepare it for you?" Cheng Nuo asked in turn, "What's the surprise?"

“What a surprise for an RV.”

"Ah? How did you know I prepared an RV?"

"The eldest daughter of the owner of Aurora Studio told me this. She also said... the things prepared in the car are very complete..."
Chapter completed!