Chapter 551
The weather is a bit gloomy.
It's also a little cold.
Normally, the sun would have risen, but now, no shadow of the sun could be seen.
Many people have already gotten up early and are busy, especially those who buy and sell breakfast, who get up even earlier.
They need to prepare breakfast.
Kneading dough, fermenting, and preparing in advance.
Because when the Master comes in the morning, it will be so densely packed that it will be too late to get busy by then.
For example - fried dough sticks.
It must be fried in advance.
When there are too many people, it will definitely be too late to explode. so······
People who buy and sell early get up very early and are still tired.
There are many people eating breakfast in front of the breakfast stalls on the roadside. After breakfast, they have to go to work.
Some are trackers, some are miners, some are quarryers, and some are lumberjacks.
They are all working hard for the construction of Yun Country.
There are also people who are blacksmiths who are too lazy to make breakfast and just eat outside.
The breakfast stall culture in Yun State is very rich.
Great variety for breakfast.
Steamed buns, fried dough sticks, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, oil tea, glutinous rice soup, soy milk, etc.
There are also some delicacies that modern people like, such as vegetable boxes, fried buns, sugar cakes, etc.
Lu Yan and Xu Chu were having breakfast at a breakfast shop.
A bowl of glutinous rice soup, as well as fried dumplings and steamed dumplings.
It is very delicious when combined with pickles, sesame oil, vinegar and other condiments.
Lu Yan is also a big fan of grits, and he has inherited the modern taste.
In modern times, he likes to eat very much.
The owners of the morning stall are a couple, modern people, and the wife is a game character.
After the boss entered the game, he married a new wife.
Then he returned to his old business and started selling breakfast.
The number of people was very large.
It’s very busy every day, and there are many modern players among them.
Legend has it that during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, a poor out-of-town couple fled from famine and came to Langya. Wang Xizhi, the great calligrapher at the time, saw how pitiful they were and often helped them. The couple was so moved that they could not repay their kindness.
Once, when Wang Xizhi fell ill, the two of them felt that it was an opportunity to repay their kindness, so they killed the only hen that was left at home to lay eggs and made soup, and added some common Chinese herbal medicines to dispel cold in the soup.
I wanted to cook the chicken until it was tender, but my husband, who was watching the fire, fell asleep and didn't want to cook the soup all night.
The next day, looking at the blackened chicken soup, his wife was very angry, but there was nothing else at home, so she had to give the"mushy" chicken soup to Wang Xizhi.
Besides, Wang Xizhi was originally ill in bed, and his illness improved slightly after taking traditional Chinese medicine. However, his mouth was dry and his tongue was bitter, and he had no appetite. When he saw the chicken soup that was brought to him, he was embarrassed to brush off the kindness, so he took a bowl and tasted it. I tasted it, but I didn’t expect that I felt refreshed immediately after drinking it, and my illness was mostly cured. On a whim, I wrote the word"rice ginseng" with my pen. It means ginseng in rice.
Later, later generations called it grits.
There are many places that make glutinous glutinous rice soup, which can be roughly divided into two categories. One is the"black grits" from the Langya area. When cooking, a large amount of black pepper is added and crushed large bones are added. , so the color of the soup is darker and thicker, the mouth is fresh, spicy, mellow, and the aftertaste is endless.
Later, it was introduced to other places through Langya. Due to the darker color of the grits, the local people in some areas could not accept it, so they switched to white pepper, another type of"white grits" from Lanling and Jeju areas, and many legends evolved.
The most famous among them is undoubtedly the legend of Qianlong.
Legend has it that Emperor Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty paid a private visit to Yizhou Prefecture incognito. He was tired of the food in the palace, so he hired a local chef to cook. During the dinner, a pot of turtle soup was delicious, so he asked the chef what dish he wanted. The chef replied It was called"turtle grits" but he couldn't tell the origin. When he was embarrassed, He Shen cleverly reconciled and said,"This is the three-flavored Wenhe soft-shell turtle grits. This grit is made from the spring water of Wenliang River, added to the beef bones, boiled over high heat, and then added with wheat kernels." , soft-shelled turtle, stewed over low fire for an hour, and continued to be cooked by Songgu from Zuomeng Mountain, integrating heaven, earth, and water into one, three delicacies and one unique, strong muscles and body, suitable for both children and the elderly."
Long Yan was very happy, and praised the old chef, impromptu He wrote a poem:"Traveling thousands of miles away from the fishermen's house, I eat three delicacies and warm the river glutinous rice. The world is peaceful and all the people are happy, and all the nations come to pay homage to the colorful clouds." Since then, turtle grits have been passed down to this day.
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Lu Yan had the same bowl of glutinous rice soup, a basket of steamed dumplings, a small plate of pickles, a little sesame oil and coriander as before.
Unlike Lu Yan, Xu Chu's appetite was a bit big. He ate three steamed dumplings and two bowls of glutinous rice soup.
"Brother Lu, did I eat too much?" Xu Chu was a little embarrassed. He was very strong, so he had a big appetite. If he didn't eat enough, how could he have the strength to work?
"Not much. Compared to your ability, this little food is nothing. Are you full? If you're not full, let's get another one, don't be polite, this little money is a drop in the bucket to me." Lu Yan was not bragging.
"I'm full." Xu Chu patted his belly.
"Okay, it’s getting late, let’s set off. I’ve already prepared the horses and we’ll be there in the morning." The speed of riding a horse is much faster than walking. It’s like the difference between a high-speed rail and a green car.._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download Feilu Novels
