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Jin Jincheng was honest, and led his guards to hide in the house and never came out until the evening, when it was dark, he came out lazily, stretched his arms and legs, as if nothing had happened during the day.
He can pretend, but Tang Shou is better than him.
Tang Shou had a natural and friendly attitude, and said with a smile, "What would Jin Erlang want to eat tonight?"
"Create whatever you want, but I don't eat beef or pork." Jin Jincheng said kindly.
Tang Shou sneered in his heart, but he was not afraid of picky eaters, he didn't believe that there was anyone in Yu Chao who was pickier than him, his skills could even serve him.
Knowing that their noble families eat mutton to reflect their status, they said: "Oh, there is wild mutton that Erlang hunted at home a few days ago. If Jin Erlang doesn't dislike it, I can make you lamb chops."
"Yes. I've heard that Xiong Fulang has good cooking skills for a long time, and I finally had the honor to taste it today."
"It's easy to say, but the price is clearly marked in this store. I still need to negotiate the price with you first. The lamb chops are two hundred and forty yuan per customer. How many copies do you want?" Tang Shou smiled and said secretly, "I'll kill you, a catty of mutton One hundred and forty yuan, two to three pounds of pure bones, he added some meat to the bones, one to two pounds a pound, he only planned to give them a little more for one, and one bone was two hundred and forty yuan , eat, eat whatever you want, let you threaten me, hum. '
This price is expensive enough for a farmer, but for a meal and a bottle of wine from Tokyo, which cost hundreds of taels of silver, it is not so much.
"Xiong Fulang, just do it, as long as you make it delicious, money is not a problem."
Tang Shoudao: "With Jin Erlang's words, I will make the arrangements. Please go back to the room and wait. You will be satisfied with the meal tonight."
After sending Jin Jincheng away, Tang Shou changed his face, smiled like a cunning little fox, and said eagerly to Xiong Zhuangshan: "Today, let these people from Tokyo have blood in their pockets. Let's eat lamb chops tonight, you Go to the cellar and bring back half the ribs of that wild goat." After speaking, Xiong Zhuangshan didn't move, and he looked up at Xiong Zhuangshan with a slightly sad look, and instantly remembered that this guy was the one who could eat five catties of beef, and his whole body was in shock. alright.
A catty of mutton with 140 wen, this guy Xiong Zhuangshan can eat 5 catties, 700 wen. The pressure is so great, I have to work hard to make money, otherwise I can't even support my own man.
Tang Shou let out a long breath, and said sadly: "Understood, I will give you a steamer walnut cake tonight, and make some cakes to eat, so that you will not be able to digest all the meat."
Xiong Zhuangshan wanted to say no, he could digest it all by eating meat. But seeing Tang Shou's slightly worried expression, he held back his words. What annoyance, with such a big appetite, will Fu Lang despise him?
The lamb chops made by Tang Shou choose lamb ribs, that is, the meat connected to the ribs. There are thirteen pairs of ribs and twenty-six ribs in a normal sheep. However, the later generations of purebred Ujumqin sheep have twenty-eight ribs. This kind of sheep has a longer body than other sheep. Tang Shou doesn't know if Yu Chao has this kind of sheep.
"Erlang, you chop these lamb chops vertically into three pieces. Since those guests from Tokyo are rich, we don't have to be polite. They should be slaughtered or they should be slaughtered. We will put four small pieces of lamb chops per customer."
Seeing Tang Shou's cunning appearance, Xiong Zhuangshan felt itchy in his heart, wanting to pinch him and kiss him. His husband is so cute.
You need to use a frying pan to fry lamb chops, but there is no one at home, so Tang Shou uses the ready-made pan at home, which can be used.
After Xiong Zhuangshan chopped the lamb ribs, he washed the lamb chops in still blood water without Tang Shou making a sound.
After Tang Shou took it, he put salt on both sides of the lamb chops and let it soak in slowly. At the same time, he gave the lamb chops a little massage.
"Erlang, you crushed the ginger and filtered the ginger juice for me."
Xiong Zhuangshan is very strong, and the ginger does not need to be sliced. It is directly thrown into the mashing pot and crushed after a few presses. Filter the ginger juice with a fine gauze and hand it to Tang Shou.
Tang Shou dipped a homemade brush with ginger juice and brushed it on both sides of the lamb chops. The ginger juice has the effect of removing fishy smell. He used to smear a little lemon juice on the lamb chops at home, which also has the effect of removing fishy smell. Marinated lamb chops will have a special taste and texture. But no, it's okay.
After that, brush the cooking wine again and put it aside to marinate first.
Under the stove, Xiong Zhuangshan raised a fire, poured oil, picked up the lamb chops and poured them into the pot one by one along the edge of the pot. When it touched the hot oil, the lamb chops made a crackling sound, which was pleasant to the ear and appetizing. Tang Shou made this Hungry first. After coming here, I haven't eaten lamb chops yet.
The frying of lamb chops requires a small fire, which is a test of the skill of the fire-maker. Xiong Zhuangshan is a tall man, squatting on the ground and shrinking into a hill, busy adding branches and firewood, and he feels a little wronged because of nothing. The fire head is just the right size.
&nbs"I heard from the guard just now that Mr. Jin Lang doesn't use porcelain in his family. If you don't use porcelain, what do you use, gold and silver?" Tang Shou asked suspiciously.
In his impression, porcelain is a good thing, the most famous Tang Sancai, or Jingde porcelain from the Song Dynasty, whichever it is, will be invaluable in later generations. Not to mention later generations, it should be very precious in the long river of history, and the emperor of Qing Dynasty liked it very much.
"Our Dayu Ceramics was in its heyday. Because of its heyday, ceramic products were plentiful and everywhere, so they were not very valuable, and the poor could afford them. In order to highlight their precious status, the noble families distanced themselves from ordinary people. Porcelain is not used very much. Gold and silver are usually used, and the small rich are particular about people who can¡¯t afford gold and silver, so they use lacquered wood.¡±
"Is lacquered wood expensive?"
"It's more expensive than porcelain, and we can afford it if you like."
Tang Shou secretly said, 'I am a descendant, what is so rare about wood, only porcelain is my favorite. In the later generations, let¡¯s say hundreds of thousands of Song porcelain bowls. I eat with hundreds of thousands of bowls. ¡¯ However, the lacquered wood still has to be bought, it has to cater to Yu Chao¡¯s local tyrants¡¯ pretentious taste.
"When we go to town next time, let's also buy some sets of lacquered wood bowls."
"Whatever you want." Xiong Zhuangshan said indifferently as he ate the lamb chops in a low voice.
The days in winter are short, and the twilight will be completely dark after dinner. At this time, just wait for sleep. However, the gate of the Xiong's house was slammed with fear at this moment. The visitor seemed to have something urgent to do, and instead of knocking on the door, he was knocking on it.
Xu Shi was startled by the sudden sound, Tang Shou's heart suddenly turned upside down, he panicked violently, and had an ominous premonition.
"Who is it, why are you knocking on the door like that?" The voice changed its tone nervously, as if it hadn't drunk water for a few days.
Xiong Zhuangshan frowned, his expression was unkind. Ever since he returned to Xinghua Village, no one dared to be rampant in front of him, and even frightened his husband, looking for death.
Pressing the little husband back on the bed, Xiong Zhuangshan looked at the door with a dark face.
"Open the door, open the door quickly, I know there are people in your house, hurry up!" The visitor was obviously not kind, and the wooden door of Xiong's house was smashed to pieces, crumbling, as if unable to withstand the force of the people outside.
Opening the door, a few guards wearing official uniforms with long knives attached to their waists held paper and pens, and Zheng Zhouhe in Xinghua Village was beside him. Zhou He was trembling, his face was blue, and he didn't know whether he was cold or frightened.
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