When all the money in the gambling house was emptied, Wu Song came over and told Wu Zhi: "Brother, someone from the Lion House came over to say that the buns and pork you asked Er Niang to make have been released."
Wu Zhi laughed and said, "Then let's go to the Lion Building now!"
Wu Zhi and Wu Song came in through the back door of the Lion House. After passing the courtyard, they were in the kitchen of the Lion House. Before anyone could reach the kitchen door, they smelled a strong aroma from a certain distance. Wu Zhi couldn't help but take a deep breath and sighed: "I haven't smelled the smell of braised pork for a long time!"
In this era, soy sauce is not popular.
People have no way to remove the fishy smell, so that such good food cannot be served. Originally, Wu Zhi came to the cross slope just to find a wife for his younger brother. Unexpectedly, Sun Erniang was not only good at killing people, but also had excellent cooking skills! Wu Zhi simply told her how to make braised pork, but she actually made it on her own without thinking.
The moment Wu Zhi and Wu Song entered the kitchen, they were immediately surrounded by a strong aroma. Wu Song was always a glutton, and his saliva flowed down uncontrollably: "Er Niang, what's in this steamer? It's so fragrant?"
Sun Erniang laughed: "According to your elder brother, what is steamed in this steamer is human flesh!"
Wu Song was startled: "Isn't it right? Are you really going to kill someone?"
Sun Erniang glanced at the upright Wu Song angrily: "What a fool!"
Wu Song scratched the back of his head and smiled "hehe".
Wu Zhi grabbed a meat bun and handed it to Wu Song. Wu Song took a bite.
Suddenly, his eyes widened!
Then he swallowed the palm-sized meat bun in one gulp!
"Slow down, don't choke!" Sun Erniang hurriedly handed Wu Song water from the side, and stretched out her hand to gently pat Wu Song's strong chest.
Wu Song gave Sun Erniang a thumbs up repeatedly: "It's delicious! It's so delicious! I can eat fifty of these in one meal!"
Wang Changgui on the side smiled and asked Wu Zhi: "My boss, what should we name this bun?"
The corners of Wu Zhi¡¯s mouth turned up slightly and he grinned: ¡°It¡¯s called human meat buns.¡±
"Ah!?" Everyone around looked at Wu Zhi in surprise.
And Wu Zhi opened another steamer. Take out a piece of pork that is steamed until it is crystal clear and has a portion of fiery red pork. This piece of pork is made of soft wheat stalks and tied in a square shape. It has both essence and fat, with distinct layers!
If you touch it lightly with chopsticks, it will shake left and right, and the elastic will be soft!
Wang Changgui asked again: "Then what is the name of this meat?"
Wu Zhi looked around and asked everyone. "Do you know Su Dongpo?"
"My boss is joking, everyone knows the name of great writer Su. Besides, my hometown is in Langye County, and great writer Su is buried there."
"Su Shi is dead?"
"Yes, he died when he returned to Beijing a few years ago."
Wu Zhi thought for a moment. He didn¡¯t know much about Su Dongpo¡¯s life. He didn¡¯t know much about his family¡¯s background or his ¡°circle of friends¡±, which was his ¡°Shui Diao Ge Tou¡± that he had memorized when he was studying.
Since Su Dongpo is dead, this Dongpo meat has more provenance!
Wu Zhi told Wang Changgui: "The name of this piece of meat is Dongpo meat!"
"ah!?"
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