Chapter 1254 The Originator of Northeastern Cuisine
His Royal Highness King Xia not only came to his home, but also had a meal at home.
This fact confused Shitou and Shizi.
Of course they knew what it meant when King Xia had a meal at home.
Eight hundred years from now, we will be able to honor our ancestors.
But the two brothers were troubled.
"Your Highness, we brothers don't have any skills. We just make ends meet on weekdays. The meals we prepare are not something that noble people like you dare to enjoy."
The problem the brothers encountered was...
Can't cook.
Zuo Mengeng asked what was going on. When he heard about this, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"That's just right. I'll borrow the treasure today and I'll do it myself."
Everyone was frightened when they heard that he was going to cook the food himself.
"Your Highness, how can I let you do all the cooking and cooking? If word gets out, I will take the responsibility."
Meng Zhiying quickly dissuaded him.
Zuo Mengeng didn't listen at all, he just walked around the big iron pot of the Shi family, and the more he looked at it, the more excited he became.
Can he cook?
Of course it will.
Or the soul in my head will.
That soul has served in various military branches, and the cooking soldier is naturally one of them.
In that army, if you have never served as a cook, how can you dare to be called the king of soldiers?
With this foundation in mind, Zuo Mengeng couldn't hold back anymore when he thought of those mouth-watering delicacies.
"Today you have all taken it orally. I personally went to the stove. After passing this village, there is no such shop."
If he is determined to do something, no one else can stop him.
Wang Siyi even joined in the fun.
"I'll light a fire for you."
Zuo Menggeng put down his airs as a monarch and began to make arrangements.
"Brother Shitou, do you have any sauerkraut at home?"
"Yes, yes, yes, if you are missing anything, you can't be missing sauerkraut."
Shitou hurriedly went to get pickled cabbage. He was also curious, did His Highness Prince Xia really know how to cook?
When it comes to sauerkraut, Meng Zhiying is filled with emotion.
"The winter here is long, the weather is freezing cold, and there is no green at all. If His Highness hadn't given you some advice and taught you the art of pickling sauerkraut, people here would have had a hard time in winter."
Yes, Zuo Mengeng told me how to pickle sauerkraut.
When he immigrated to Jilin, Zuo Menggeng had already considered the climate problem here.
When agricultural technology was not developed enough, people in the Northeast did not have much choice in food. Especially during the long winter, fresh vegetables were not available at all.
So smart people learned to pickle sauerkraut to enrich their winter food, and a world-famous delicacy was born.
In addition to pickling sauerkraut, Zuo Menggeng specially wrote out the methods of digging cellars to store cabbage, potatoes, and radishes, and they have been popularized in Jilin.
It can be said that it is precisely because of the methods he gave that the immigrants did not suffer any trouble when they first arrived and were completely settled.
Although the development in Jilin has just begun, it has already shown an amazing and gratifying situation.
At least in terms of food, it has completely surpassed the local ones.
The land here is vast and the food output is amazing. In addition to satisfying people's basic food, it can already support side businesses.
Every household here raises a large number of poultry and livestock, and coupled with the harvest from the wilderness and mountains, the material is extremely rich.
Brother Shitou took out all the good things at home.
In addition to sauerkraut, there are also pork, chicken, corn, etc. And it is early autumn now, when the crops are ripe, and eggplants, cucumbers and other vegetables are everywhere.
Seeing the dazzling array of good things, Zuo Mengeng was even happier.
He called all the chefs who came with him and arranged various tasks.
The square tenderloin is wrapped in water starch and fried twice in oil. It becomes crispy and golden in appearance and bright in color.
When deciding to develop agriculture in Jilin, soybean cultivation has always been valued by the country.
The scale of soybean planting here is no less than that of other crops such as wheat, and the result is that people have extra abundant edible oil.
This kind of behavior of pouring a pot of oil to fry something would be regarded as a waste of money in many places. But in Jilin, it is particularly common.
Pour the fried tenderloin into the pot, add various ingredients, stir-fry, and coat with a sweet and sour sauce.
As soon as it came out of the pot, many mouths were watering.
“It smells so good.”
Wang Siyi no longer looked like a princess, and actually reached out to grab it, but Zuo Mengeng opened it.
"Don't worry, there are plenty of good things."
"Rou, rou, rou, eat meat!"
Zuo Xuanyan also smelled it, and ran over quickly, pointing at the pot of meat and wanting to eat it. It would have been fine if her other hand hadn't been dragging a big goose that was hopeless.
The big goose is really ashamed.
As the real bullies of the village, they are the only ones who bully others. How can anyone else dare to bully them?
As a result, I met this little villain today and couldn't resist. It was really embarrassing.
Brother Shitou couldn't help but break into a cold sweat when he saw Zuo Xuanyan catching the goose like a chicken.
He can only be classified as a child of King Xia, because he is different and born extraordinary.
Coming to such a primitive place is a perfect fit for Zuo Xuanyan.
Here, she doesn't have to worry about anything and can just have fun.
In a short period of time, he actually became the leader of the children in the village.
After all, he was able to catch a big goose alive, which made other children worship him in admiration.
Zuo Mengeng let her play as much as she wanted, directing the chefs to cook one novel dish after another.
The ribs and beans cut into inch-long pieces, the corn stewed until crispy, the domestically raised chicken and the hazel mushrooms picked in the mountains are full of the essence of the earth.
The fat catfish fished out of the river must be paired with eggplant.
As the saying goes, stewed catfish and eggplant will kill an old man.
Freshly picked cucumbers are green and fragrant, cut into long thin strips, paired with transparent and crystal-clear pink skin, and topped with a spoonful of fried minced meat. Home-style cold skin is the best to relieve summer heat and relieve tiredness.
Looking at the freshly baked dishes, not only the Shi brothers, Meng Zhiying and Wang Siyi were also dumbfounded.
"When did you learn this?"
Zuo Mengeng looked at the results made by his own hands and was particularly satisfied.
"Born."
In the farmyard, tables and chairs were spread out, and people sat in groups regardless of their superiority or inferiority.
"I also know a little about your family's situation. It's good that you can choose to come out, settle down here, and start a new life. Don't worry about your parents and brothers at home. They also have a good life.
"
Zuo Mengeng raised his glass and said words of comfort to Shi Zi and Shi Zi.
Through small talk, we found out that they were originally from Gaoyou County, where Pan Xiaona once worked, and that Pan Xiaona had personally arranged for the two brothers to immigrate.
After settling down here, Brother Shitou has always been grateful to Pan Xiaona.
Only when we talked about it did we realize that Pan Xiaona was actually Zuo Mengeng's connecting bridge.
This can be regarded as a kind of fate.
Originally, everyone had little hope for the dishes cooked by Zuo Mengeng.
But he is the King of Xia, so no matter how unpalatable his cooking is, he still has to be applauded.
But when it was actually eaten, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.
The dishes made by Zuo Menggeng are not only not unpalatable, they can be regarded as rare delicacies.
"His Highness can make so many delicacies by using local materials. From now on, we will learn from it and eat them all orally."
Meng Zhiying made an unintentional remark, but had no idea that from then on, Northeastern cuisine appeared in the world.
