"It's autumn, and the weather is extremely cold. It's time to eat some hot food. It happened that we killed a lot of lambs yesterday, so we kept some fresh mutton. How could we have thought that Mr. Jin will come back from Beijing today, and we will prepare the copper hot pot with it?"
"Burn the Knife," specially for Master Jin." Zhang Cheng took the lead in saying.
Jin Xinpeng was polite again, and everyone started to cook the mutton tripe in the pot. In the Ming Dynasty, the hot pot on Beilu didn't add any soup base, just boiled water in the pot, and then rinsed the mutton tripe and louvers first.
, what you eat is the original flavor of this delicious food.
Zhang Cheng picked up a piece of louver with long chopsticks specially designed for eating hot pot, put it into the pot and boiled it in the clear soup for about ten seconds, then took it back while it was still hot and dipped it in the mixed sesame sauce. His mouth was full of
Fresh and fragrant.
"It's so fresh. It's really good to eat it this way."
Zhang Cheng exclaimed that it was delicious. He came from a later generation and was already used to eating various flavors of hot pot with thick soup. He had never tasted such a light, fragrant and pure hot pot tripe. This is the real original sauce.
Original flavor, pure fresh fragrance.
He exclaimed, "It's delicious! It's fresh!" He picked up the wine cup on the table and said, "Come here, with the delicious aroma of this lamb tripe, let's give Master Jin a cup. Not only this time, he will go to Beijing for me."
After everything has been done, you will have to take care of all the wedding preparations for me next, thank you for your hard work, Mr. Jin."
"It all depends on the admiral's love. Entrusting such an important matter to Jin shows the admiral's trust and love. Jin dares not to take it seriously."
As Jin Xinpeng spoke, he raised his head and drank the "Shao Knife" in the wine cup in one gulp. His face turned red from suppressing it, and he couldn't help but choked and coughed loudly.
"What kind of wine is this? It's so strong that my throat will be cut."
Everyone laughed, and Zhang Cheng hurriedly explained: "This is a high-strength liquor made by Yunzhou Craftsman Camp. I gave it the name 'Shao Knife'. At first, it was only given to the Gunpowder Bureau.
Used while mixing granular gunpowder.
Later, when I gave birth to more children, I saved some for myself to satisfy my cravings. This "Shao Knife" wine is very strong, and the mouth is like a throat. If I take such a sip in winter, it will burn from my stomach.
A fire started and warmed the whole body.
The only drawback is that it consumes too much food and grain. Currently, only the Gunpowder Bureau and the Medical Officer have some stocks. They are also reserved for cleaning wounds on the battlefield, but they are very precious."
Jin Xinpeng was still grinning, breathing out the alcohol, and said: "It's really too strong, it's like fire in my belly, it's churning violently."
"Here, let's boil a piece of mutton. Only by eating meat can you suppress the smell of alcohol." Zhang Cheng said, picking up a piece of mutton and putting it into the pot.
At this time, everyone has rinsed the louvers and sheep tripe, and a piece of sheep tail oil has been put into the pot. The original clear soup has turned into a milky white thick soup. It is the best time to rinse the meat.
Everyone was simmering large pieces of fresh mutton and drinking it with mellow strong wine. They had a great time eating and drinking, and there were beads of sweat on everyone's head.
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On the second day, at the end of the day, the south gate of Dushikou Fort City was crowded with people. The shouts of people and the neighing of horses mixed together, creating a prosperous atmosphere. There was a tea shop near the gate of Wengcheng.
An old teapot was placed on a small table facing the street of the tea shop. Three muscular men in tight shorts were sitting around the small table drinking tea. They looked like they were chatting, but their eyes were different.
Looking towards the street, the urn gate and the old man making tea.
On a table slightly further back, two young men in slightly neater clothes were also drinking tea. The teapots on their tables were obviously cleaner. There were still some carved patterns on the teapots, although they were almost worn away.
, but the original shadow can still be vaguely seen.
"There are a lot more Mongolian caravans here than before!"
It was Zhang Cheng who was sitting at this table drinking tea. The young man on his left actually picked up the teapot and poured tea for Zhang Cheng. He put down the teapot and said, "The Baihe Valley Road was originally the ancient Wangyun Post Road. It is convenient to travel along this section of the valley.
, Now that our Dushikou has opened up trade with the Mongolian Tatars, we are naturally flocking to them."
"Ha ha."
Zhang Cheng chuckled softly and added: "I heard that there is a Zuixianju. The food is very special, especially the wine there is really strong."
That person was Su Yiyang. Today he and Zhang Cheng made an appointment to meet here. He only heard him say: "I often go to Zui Xian Ju. The food in that restaurant is authentic, but his 'Blow the Donkey'
"The alcohol is too strong and I can't get used to it."
"It is said that the Northern Tatars prefer strong wine. Their wine is strong enough. Why don't you go to Guihua? The Northern Tatars can come to Dushi, but we can't go to Guihua?"
These Tatars are actually the same as us. There are also many injustices over there, and there are also those who have been bullied. There are also good Tatars and bad Tatars. We have to go out to encounter different people.
of Tatars.
As long as they are willing to make friends with us, why not do it? More friends means more paths, right? Especially those lone herdsmen in the North. They are most familiar with the environment in the North. They can serve as guides and do
Any guard is fine."
"What you said makes sense. When the big sorghum here is harvested, we'll ask Boss Diao to brew some more strong liquor and take it to Guihua for a walk, so that we can have a look at the scenery here."
"Well, go ahead and bring more iron pots and the like. The herdsmen over there are also miserable. They can't even cook beef and mutton. Tea is also a good thing. As long as there are good horses, we dare to sell him anything, but we're afraid he will buy it.
I'm sorry."
After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then continued: "I heard that Zhangjiakou is also very prosperous. Boss Diao didn't open a restaurant there!"
"Boss Diao's business is very big. Last time I went to Zuixianlou for a drink, I heard that Boss Diao also opened a shop in Zhangjiakou. It's just that outsiders are getting involved in Zhangjiakou's business, and it doesn't seem to be going well."
"Don't just focus on making money. There are many things in this world that are more important than money. Boss Diao is in the business of big business. You must not be short-sighted, but look further ahead."
After Zhang Cheng finished speaking, he looked at the market outside the tea shop. Su Yiyang knew it was time to leave. He took out a few large coins from his pocket, threw them on the tea table, stood up and left the tea shop.
Just when Su Yiyang left the tea shop, a figure flashed out from the shadows in the opposite corner. He was dressed in blue burlap clothes and looked very strong. He was also holding a thick wooden stick in his hand, and his tail was not close behind Su Yiyang.
Followed slowly.
"This man's back looks so familiar... I seem to have seen him somewhere..."
Lin Fangping looked at the figure walking away with a wooden stick from behind, muttering to himself.
Zhang Cheng stood up and walked over to the tea shop, standing on the street, and said softly: "It's Chen Huzi."
After saying that, he got up and ran out of the Wengcheng gate. Lin Fangping hurriedly followed with two guards, and the four of them walked out of the Wengcheng gate towards the Dushi Temple.
I have long heard that there is a monolith in the south of Dushikou Fort. There is a temple built on it, called the Dushi Temple. It is extremely exquisite. The temple has a beamless hall, a shadowless tower, a holeless bridge and an earless bell, which are even more peculiar.
Zhang Cheng has never had the chance to visit, so he had nothing to do today, so he just dressed casually and went to have a look.