As soon as "Yong Mei" came out, it can be said to be the best poem of the night. Lu Yao also felt the enthusiasm of the literati of this era. He drank wine one glass at a time. Even if he didn't like drinking wine from the Northern Song Dynasty, he couldn't lose these literati.
face.
After some exchange of drinks, Lu Yao's eyes turned red.
He drank a lot in his previous life, but this was not his original body. After more than a dozen bowls of wine, his head began to become groggy and his speech began to be slurred, but he still maintained a trace of sobriety.
I'm afraid that I'll talk nonsense and say something I shouldn't say when I'm drunk.
"Brother Su, let's drink! There's a little goldfish left in the bowl. Drink it quickly. Whoever doesn't finish the drink today can't even think about going home... Who can bring another jar of wine?"
The literati of this era were indeed not good at drinking. Su Shi was already lying on the table, trying to finish the rest of the wine in the bowl, but he was unable to get up.
Pan Wen was shocked by Lu Yao's mighty and domineering attitude. He didn't expect that Lu Yao's drinking capacity would become so heavy, and he would drink everyone in the room.
Seeing that there was no one left to fight, Lu Yao stood up unsteadily, drank all the wine on his body, and muttered: "Life is as lonely as snow!"
Unexpectedly, at such a young age, he was already invincible in the drinking industry.
After the drinking party, there is love. Why did Lu Yao come to the brothel? Naturally, he wanted to try out the power of the Northern Song Dynasty women.
He took off his coat, leaving only his inner garment, and swayed towards the rooms of the servants.
Pan Wen was so anxious that he quickly grabbed Lu Yao and asked in horror: "Brother Lu, what are you doing? You are also drunk. I will send you home right now."
"Go home?" Lu Yao tilted his head and asked Pan Wen with a belch: "I came here just to stay overnight. How can you ask me to go home now?"
Lu Yao shook off Pan Wen's hand and continued walking inside.
Pan Wen immediately stood in front of Lu Yao.
Having said that, Pan Wen certainly knew what Lu Yao wanted to do, but this place was really not the place Lu Yao imagined.
"Brother Lu, you can't do that! These gentry are all just doing business but not selling themselves. If you barge in drunkenly, I'm afraid tomorrow all those literati students will block your door and scold you."
"Why would you open a brothel if you don't sell your body? It's really boring, that's all. I don't want to be blocked at the door tomorrow. Next time, remember to show me a place where I can show off my skills and sell my body."
Lu Yao limped back to Lu Mansion with Pan Wen's support.
Although it was midnight, there were still people waiting outside the door of the Lu Mansion. Seeing the two people approaching from a distance, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion hurriedly rushed forward to hold Lu Yao's other side.
"Mr. Pan, why did my second son drink so much? If the master finds out, he will be scolded." Uncle Fu looked at Lu Yao with a distressed look.
He also watched Lu Yao grow up. Although he was a bit naughty, he did not drink to such a state of unconsciousness. It must be the breakup of the engagement today that broke Erlang's heart.
After Pan Wen sent Lu Yao to his room, he said goodbye to Uncle Fu. If he came home later, a severe beating would be waiting for him.
Feeling that he was lying on a soft bed, Lu Yao fell asleep peacefully.
The next day, the bright sunshine shone on Lu Yao's bed, and Lu Yao woke up due to the sunshine.
Following Uncle Fu's instructions, the servants did not disturb Lu Yao's good sleep.
After putting on his clothes haphazardly, Lu Yao walked out of his yard and shouted: "Uncle Fu, hurry up and get me something to eat, I'm hungry."
Although there was no reply, Lu Yao knew that what he said would definitely reach Uncle Fu's ears, and he only needed to wait in the main hall.
Lu Yao's head hurt when he saw that the food they were bringing was greasy and unpalatable. He really had no appetite at all.
Lu Yao rushed out of the main hall, shouting: "Where is the kitchen? I want to make something to eat myself."
The elusive Uncle Fu appeared in front of Lu Yao again. Seeing Lu Yao's mischief, he could only say helplessly: "Erlang, the servants do all the work in the kitchen. You can't go, it will stain you."
reputation."
"It's not about reputation. I just know that if I see such food again, I will starve to death. Since you don't take me there, I will go find it myself."
Lu Yao followed the smell of the food and found him the location of the kitchen. He opened the kitchen door and saw some servants working looking at him in shock.
"Leave the one who made the fire, and let the others go out!"
The servants looked at Lu Yao and then at Uncle Fu behind him. They didn't know what to do for a while.
Uncle Fu waved his hand and signaled the servants to go out. He only hoped that Lu Yao would stop coming to the kitchen after the novelty wore off. The Lu family really couldn't control the second uncle.
Lu Yao looked at the ingredients around him and nodded repeatedly: "There are quite a lot of these things. You are pretty good at making them so delicious. Today I will show you what cooking skills are."
People in the Northern Song Dynasty rarely ate vegetable oils, usually animal fats. They did not eat pork but did eat lard. After all, there is very little fat on sheep and it is difficult to produce fat. Cattle were used for farming, and it was illegal to kill them.
Butter is even more unacceptable.
"Light up the fire quickly."
Lu Yao gave an order, and the only servant left to light the fire started it again on the stove that had not completely cooled down. After feeling the temperature in the pot rise, Lu Yao used a spatula to scoop out a large piece of snow-white lard and put it in
into the pot.
Lu Yao looked at the slowly melting lard and the rich aroma with a look of enjoyment.
Although lard didn't taste bad, it was not as good as rapeseed oil. He regretted selling the two barrels of rapeseed oil.
Fu Bo looked at the lard in the pot with a pained expression on his face. This much lard could be used for cooking for a day.
"Today I'm going to make some stir-fried mutton with green onions to open your eyes."
Slice the green onion diagonally into thin slices, cut the ginger and garlic into fine pieces, then take a good piece of lamb tenderloin and cut it into thin slices.
The ingredients have been completely prepared, and the lard in the pot has begun to boil.
Add minced ginger and garlic to the pot and sauté until fragrant. Stir-fry for a few times and then add green onion slices. The aroma immediately rises to a new level, and even Uncle Fu and his servants start to wiggle their noses.
It was so fragrant that they had never seen cooking and had no idea what Lu Yao was doing.
In fact, there are stir-fried dishes in Bianliang, but they are only available in large restaurants like Fanlou, and they are treated as secrets and are not allowed to be spread out.
Only some high-ranking officials are lucky enough to taste stir-fried vegetables, and servants like Uncle Fu have never seen it.
Don't leave the onions, ginger, and garlic in the hot oil for too long, otherwise they will fry.
"Increase the fire a little more." Lu Yao ordered again.
The servant who lit the fire spared no effort to increase the intensity of the fan in his hand. The flames in the stove rose directly, and the temperature also rose sharply.
Stir-fried mutton with green onions has the word "explosion" in it.
Lu Yao put the mutton into the pot and stir-fried it quickly over high heat so that the mutton was cooked through but still tender. This is the essence of stir-fried mutton with green onion.
After stir-frying for a few minutes, add salt for flavor and soy sauce for color.
Stir fry a few more times and you're done.
After placing the mutton stir-fried with green onions on the plate, Lu Yao took a deep breath of the aroma and sighed: "It's just this smell, but my craftsmanship hasn't changed at all."
Lu Yao walked out of the kitchen and found that none of the servants had left. Their eyes were focused on the fried lamb with green onions in Lu Yao's hands, as if they had discovered a new world.
And their mouths are watering.
In fact, they have never smelled such fragrant food since they were young.
Lu Yao whistled and walked into the main hall happily, and found that his brother Lu Hao and an unknown young man were already seated.
"We have guests! Then I will take the food back to the wing to eat." Lu Yao was about to pick up the food he had not eaten before and leave, when he heard someone calling him.
"Wait a minute." The stranger Lu Yao didn't know called out to Lu Yao, took a deep breath, and sighed: "It smells so delicious! Brother Lu, your servants are really good at cooking. Even I want to come to Lu Mansion."
Stay for a few days."
Lu Hao was confused. He knew his own food very well. It was no different from other people's food. He didn't know how the food in Lu Yao's hands appeared, but he still had to answer.
He smiled and said, "Brother Cao, if you are interested in staying here for a few days, that's okay."
The strange young man nodded and looked at Lu Yao again and asked, "Is this Erlang of the Lu family? He is really a talented person."
"That's my second brother." Lu Hao nodded and said.
Lu Yao didn't want to waste time like this. He drank so much wine last night and was now very hungry. He wanted to have a good meal. "Brothers, if there's nothing else, I'll go down and have a meal first."
The strange young man immediately raised his finger and said, "Lu Erlang, don't be in a hurry. I happened to have not eaten breakfast either, so how about we eat together."
Lu Yao felt contempt in his heart. This strange young man didn't take his eyes off the fried mutton with green onions when he spoke. Coupled with his swallowing movements, he clearly couldn't bear to part with this dish.
You are a guest, so you can't deny the guests food. This seemed like the Lu family didn't understand the rules, so Lu Yao had no choice but to put the food on the table and sit back in his original position.
"Uncle Fu, hurry up and serve two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks." Lu Hao shouted.
"Da Lang, please wait a moment." The elusive Uncle Fu appeared again and disappeared again.
Not long after, he came up with rice and chopsticks and placed them in front of the two of them.
The strange young man also picked up a piece of mutton and put it into his mouth unceremoniously.
As soon as he took his mouthful, the strange young man was conquered by the delicious taste and aroma of this dish. His eyes shone brightly, "It's delicious. Brother Lu, try it quickly."
Lu Hao also picked up a piece and put it into his mouth, and finally got out of control.
When Lu Yao saw that something was wrong, he immediately joined the line-up to grab food.
After a while, a plate of mutton fried with green onions felt like it was being wiped out. Even the oil was poured into the bowl by a strange man. It was really clean.
Lu Yao only ate half full, and then looked at the two bullies with aggrieved eyes.
