The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official Chapter 87

Chapter 87 Treat

Su Ruojin was curious, but she just let it go. With a serious look on her face, Su Ruojin asked, "Are you really willing to change your ways?"

Look at these words, it's like the police interrogating a criminal.

"As long as the little lady gives me the job of walking the walker, I will listen to the little lady in everything."

Su Ruojin also realized that he was like a prisoner on trial. He coughed sheepishly, but still looked like he had seen through what you were planning.

Zhang Liang scratched his head guiltily, "The walker is finished, can I do it in private..."

Su Ruojin knows...

“Little lady, don't worry, I will give you half of every one sold.”

“That's not necessary, just give me some.”

Su Ruojin thought it didn't matter if he could give the other party a craft to support his family, but he still charged a fee for unnecessary trouble.

 “Then…then…” Zhang Liang didn't know how much to give.

“You are eight, I am two.” She did not provide materials, and the manpower was Zhang Liang's own. Su Ruojin did not use the walker to make money. She just told these people not to burn bridges and get blueprints for nothing.

Su Ruojin said proudly, "Then, who asked my father to pamper us?"

Su Ruojin has made two styles, one is an old-fashioned armrest walker that existed in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and the other is a modern sitting walker. The armrest style is suitable for babies who are about to walk, and the sitting style is suitable for babies after five or six months. .

Yang Siniang:…

 The weather is getting colder. “It's good to have a meal.”

In ancient times, there were no ready-made meatballs for sale. In the evening, while Su Yanli took care of the children, Cheng Yingzhen and her daughter had a busy time in the kitchen. Not only did they freeze mutton and pork belly to prepare for slicing tomorrow morning, they also froze tofu, fried meatballs, and soaked them in various ways. Mountain mushroom.

Sleep in spring and autumn, Su Ruojin is also very tired from taking care of her two younger brothers all day long, so she plans to make a hot pot. "It's spicy and has lots of vegetables. Isn't it beautiful to eat and cook whatever you like?"

Yang Siniang and others also joined in. They all followed the walker out of curiosity and were extremely envious.

They played until Su Yanli went on duty, and then the three siblings went home.

 The two of them looked at each other. Are there more children in the alley?

Su Ruojin prayed secretly, father and mother, please don't give birth to her. She doesn't want to be Dehua.

Yang Siniang: ...Ajin, shouldn't you be humble?

Xue Liuniang was angry: "My father is a senior official from the Ministry of Industry, so he will definitely make it." After saying that, he went home angrily to his father and said, "I'll ask him to make one. It will look better than yours."

Su Yanli held Xiao Silang in his arms, and Su Sanlang grabbed the walker and pushed it vigorously, making a lot of noise and treating the walker as a toy.

The small yard was not enough for Su Silang to play. In the evening, before the sun was about to set, the temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot, so Su Ruojin took Su Sanlang and Su Silang to play wildly in the alley.

With this walker, Cheng Yingzhen and Mao Ya have their hands free and can just watch from the side.

Su Yanli reminded his daughter, "You will have a rest tomorrow. Young Master Fan and Prince Zhao will come over. What dishes will you prepare?"

“Ah Jin, you can imagine why your father is so powerful.” Yang Siniang didn't know what her best friend was capable of, and she felt envious of her father.

In order to gain the trust of the Su family, Zhang Liang acted very quickly. Within a few days, he delivered a walker with armrests. Su Silang was almost eleven months old and was a big baby. This one was more suitable.

Su Ruojin: ...The problem is, you don't have any toddlers at home!

Xue Liuniang turned her head proudly and said, "My mother is pregnant with her younger brother, and I will use it in the future."

 Zhang Liang was so happy when he got the walker drawings that he shouted: "Thank you, little lady...Thank you, little lady."

Su Ruojin:…

Early the next morning, they bought seasonal vegetables from the vegetable market, and also spent a lot of money to buy large river shrimps and make shrimp slippers. For this feast, the Su family showed their sincerity. I don't know what the two young masters ate. how's it going.

 It was already time (10 o'clock in the morning), Zhao Lan and Fan Yanjia arrived at Su's house together.

Su Dalang took his sister and brother to the door to greet him. Su Yanli stood in the corridor with his hands behind his hands, waiting for the students to arrive, with a gentle smile on his face.     “Jinzhi, banquet.”

 The two of them stepped onto the steps one after another, stood in front of him and saluted: "The student has seen the doctor."

 “The weather is cold, come in quickly.”

Zhao Lan nodded and motioned for the servant to hand over the gift. Mao Ya quickly reached out and took it.

Zhao Fan and Zhao Fan first went to Su Yanli's study to sit down. He asked them about their studies in the Imperial College with concern, "If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me now."

 The teacher will give you a small stove.

 Zhao Lan said no.

Fan Yanjia asked about the knowledge points he learned in the school yesterday. Su Yanli replied very patiently and broke it down for him to analyze.

Although Fan Yanjia is on the road of scientific research, his mind at the moment is not on seeking education at all. He is only thinking about why he can't smell the aroma of food in the kitchen. It's almost noon. Hasn't the Su family prepared any food?

 Are you going to a restaurant?

Zhao Lan looked at the absent-minded reading companion, lowered his eyelids, and seemed to be smiling.

 In the kitchen, Cheng Yingzhen asked her daughter, "Ajin, the little prince and the others are here. Can the hot pot be started?"

It was almost eleven o'clock, so it should be ready, so she asked Mao Ya to quickly remove the seal of the stove. The smoldering charcoal fire soon started to burn brightly. After a while, the soup in the hot pot began to bubble. , the aroma of the ingredients in the soup floated to all directions in the small courtyard with the flow of air, and also got into the noses of the two young masters who came to eat, making them groan with hunger.

Dr. Su, who is giving a lecture:…

 Come on, you're all hungry, let's go eat!

Fan Yanjia was so happy that she almost jumped up and down. Fortunately, she still remembered that she was a guest. She suppressed her excitement and asked curiously: "Dr. Su, what did Ah Jin burn? It's so fragrant?"

Su Yanli smiled and said, "You'll find out when you wait in the dining room."

 Master actually kept it a secret? Fan Yanjia really didn't expect it, but she reacted immediately, took three steps and two steps, and then stepped into the dining room. The tall girl was merging two small tables with semicircular holes together, and they turned into one with a semicircular hole. A large square table with a large hole.

She then moved the burning stove to the bottom of the table and placed it facing the hole in the table. Then she placed the large casserole on the side facing the hole, just above the stove.

Fan Yanjia: ...Is this still possible?

 Chafing pot, using a pot as a utensil, boiling water or soup to cook food.

  In ancient times, there was a kind of soup called "antique soup", which is probably the origin of hot pot. It was named after the sound of the food being put into the boiling water.

In the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, due to the separate meal system, the single-person hot pot appeared, which was probably the prototype of hot pot. It was a vessel that could be cooked and eaten at the same time. It had a mezzanine inside and divided it into two parts. The upper layer contained soup and meat. , the lower layer is equipped with charcoal fire fuel, and the height is only more than ten centimeters. Of course, this exquisite little hot pot can only be enjoyed by royal nobles, and ordinary people cannot afford it.

 Time slips to the Warring States Period, and a utensil called the Ding Ding appeared. The biggest upgrade in function is that it can adjust several flavors to blend the flavors of each food, so that the ingredients are more delicious and people enjoy it more.

By the Han Dynasty, the main body of hot pot was a charcoal stove, with a small pot for food on top and a plate for holding charcoal fire below. It was closer to modern hot pot. With the continuous westward expansion of the Han Dynasty, many ingredients and spices entered the Central Plains. Therefore, in the Han Dynasty, There is a way to eat hot pot dipping sauce. Isn't it surprising?

By the Song Dynasty, hot pot was actually very common. There is a folk custom of "warm winter". Every first day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, people hold a "warming party". At the fire party, some people eat barbecue and some eat hot pot.

In the "Shan Jia Qing Gong" written by Lin Hong in the Southern Song Dynasty, the story of eating the "Boxia Gong" was also recorded.

At this moment, I don't know if Su Yanli's story about setting off the clouds for offering sacrifices is actually this story. If so, was the Song Dynasty the predecessor of the Dayin Dynasty? Su Ruojin checked the information and found no history about Song Dynasty.

 Forget it, never mind it, our ancestors are foodies anyway, and hot pot has a long history.

 The hot pot was ready and the side dishes were served one by one. Su Ruojin quickly asked her father to invite the two young guests to the table.

 The hot meal has officially begun!

 (End of this chapter)

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