In the kitchen, Song Yu waved his kitchen knife like rain, bang bang bang bang
The servants were frightened and scared. When the girl Xu squeezed in from behind, she was even more disgraceful. She hurriedly walked forward and said: Third Master, this is the servant's work. Why are you suffering from this crime?
Song Yu's real suffering is
He glanced at Xu Nu, and the kitchen knife in his hand kept cutting the duck meat. With a banging sound, he comforted: Look at your little face is pale, are you worried that you will cut your hand?
Song Yu didn't wait for Xu Nu to answer, and tried his best to signal Xu Nu to look at the neat and orderly duck meat on the chopping board and said: Looking at my kitchen knife skills, do you think my master will chop up his hands?
Xu didn't notice the chopping board. She looked up as Song Yu wanted. She saw Song Yu taking the kitchen knife, one knife after another, and cut a duck into minced meat in less than a moment. The knife was very good-looking, and the duck meat was both neat and shaped.
Is this how the duck is cut?
Song Yu drove Xu Nu, who was as stupid as a swan after seeing his sword skills. The servants piled up at the kitchen door were also amazed in unison when they saw the sword skills of their third master. Among them, several chefs were the most shocking. They played kitchen knives for half their lives, but they didn't have the skill.
After cutting the duck, it was chicken, followed by half a pork body
By the time the pot was ready to cook, more than half an hour had passed. The servants, including Li Damen and others, watched Song Yu waving the kitchen knife and banging, and they were watching with relish, as if they were watching something rare, and everyone was rushing to watch it first.
They love to watch, so Song Yu lets them
Without a spatula, you can just hold a wooden strip
First, I squeezed the pork fat, took a pot of lard, and then started Song Yu's first dish today, stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots
Unfortunately, there is no MSG, no soy sauce, and no chili, but it doesn’t matter, it’s salt and oil, let alone garlic, ginger and green onion seasoning
The bamboo shoots had been soaked for a long time and had become soft. Song Yu treated the bamboo shoots briefly for a few times and poured a little oil into the pot. When the oil was three minutes hot, a pot of pork was put into the pot.
The servants at the kitchen door saw someone cooking for the first time. They heard the sound of frying in the pot, and they looked curious.
Is this cooking?
Where did the Third Master learn this? It’s interesting, but I just don’t know what the difference is and cooked dishes?
The meat is put into the pot, followed by bamboo shoots, accompanied by onion, ginger and salt. Soon the scent of scent spreads in the kitchen.
The servants at the kitchen door widened their eyes, holding their noses and sniffing the fragrance that floated to their noses, feeling their belly wheels ringing
What a delicious Ah?
Can cooking make the dishes so fragrant?
There is too much pork, and the ordinary copper bowl cannot be filled at all. Song Yu is not a particularly particular person. He took the wooden basin and poured it into it after he got the pot.
Um...
Song Yu took a piece of thin sliced pork on it and put it into his mouth. He secretly compared it with his previous life's taste and said: It's a little less flavor, but it can be considered as a mouthful.
He held a pot of fried pork with bamboo shoots and greeted the servants and said, "I have cleaned the outside for the third master and spread a layer of cloth on the ground. Today, the third master is happy and invites you a big meal."
The servants' eyes were all on the fried bamboo shoots in Song Yu's hand. This was close to it and the fragrance was even more attractive. It smelled much more fragrant than the boiled and stewed foods I had eaten before.
Song Yu only heard the sound of swallowing saliva, but no one was moving. Seeing them staring at the fried bamboo shoots in his hand desperately, he couldn't help but kick Song Zhong angrily and amused, and shouted: You didn't hear what the Third Master said, right?
As he said that, he handed the wooden basin to Song Shi and said: Take it outside to me, don't get ashes
Song Zhong ran to make the cloth happily, Song Shi was holding the wooden basin happily, and Song Yu directed several chefs and said: Go to the rice room to get more rice to cook, and then the chefs left happily.
What's left is chicken and duck meat. Song Yu also ordered someone to get some rice wine to make seasoning to remove the fishy smell.
In this era, there are only few ingredients, but there are many vegetable ingredients. Song Yu carefully prepared a portion of Kung Pao chicken, mushroom and chestnut chicken, lotus root roast duck meat, chestnut ginger duck...
The dishes that the servants had never seen before were broken when Song Yu needed the ingredients from time to time. However, when he finally saw a full list of dishes, he felt that it was worth running a few laps. In the end, even Song Damazi, the butler of the West Courtyard, was alarmed and ran over.
Song Damazi is a relative of the Song family. After the Song family became rich, he naturally wanted to support these people. He looked at the dishes all over the place and smelled the fragrance that came to his face. He stuttered to Song Yu: Third Master, did you do this?
Song Yu rolled his eyes, "It wasn't what I did, it was you?"
Song Yu didn't talk nonsense to him, the loyal butler, and shouted his nickname: Mazi, you give all the dishes here seven times and send them to the mistresses in the West Courtyard.
Song Damazi nodded and called the servants to take seven portions from each dish with a copper bowl, and delivered them to the seven sisters-in-laws, including Song Xu.
More than 20 servants, including Li Damen and others, accompanied Song Yu on the ground. At first, he was a little restrained and did not dare to sit down. Until Song Yu got angry, these servants barely sat down on the stone, unlike Song Yu, who was sitting on the rock.
The wine has been brought here, and Song Yu held the Jue Cup and shouted: Today I am happy, you eat food, which one is squeamish in front of me, I will let him eat shit
Although Song Damazi is loyal, he is smart and always follows Song Yu's leader. Whatever Song Yu said is, he immediately responded: You are not grateful to Master San
After thanking Song Yu, the servants and Li Damen and others, they started to have a meal at Song Yu's order.
Poor these hard and simple people of the Western Han Dynasty, they had this luxurious meal for the first time and started to have dinner with Song Yu, and they were a little embarrassed. When Jijue's rice wine was over, everyone rushed to eat, and they were full of oil.
Song Yu took a sip of the rice wine, spat, and secretly wondered whether to make the wine from later generations to come out. This rice wine from the Western Han Dynasty was too tasteless.
But this is all the future. Song Yu was so moved that he cried with the familiar taste of his previous life.
Living here is really not easy
Song Yu didn't eat much, and the servants were very reserved, which made him very upset, but he looked at the satisfaction in the eyes of the servants and Li Damen and others. As a chef, this was the greatest enjoyment.
He left after he was full, and before leaving, he told everyone: You don't eat your stomach, don't eat too much
Before leaving, I heard a terrifying cry from my dog-legged Song Zhong: Oh, the third master’s dishes are delicious, even the royal chef is not as good as the royal chef... My tongue... bites my tongue...
The servants joked with him: I heard that the wind flashed and my tongue, today is strange. Brother Zhong, you can bite your tongue even when you eat.
As a result, the joke had not completely fallen, and another servant bit his tongue because he was eating too fast, and was crying out in pain.
The servants were frightened and scared. When the girl Xu squeezed in from behind, she was even more disgraceful. She hurriedly walked forward and said: Third Master, this is the servant's work. Why are you suffering from this crime?
Song Yu's real suffering is
He glanced at Xu Nu, and the kitchen knife in his hand kept cutting the duck meat. With a banging sound, he comforted: Look at your little face is pale, are you worried that you will cut your hand?
Song Yu didn't wait for Xu Nu to answer, and tried his best to signal Xu Nu to look at the neat and orderly duck meat on the chopping board and said: Looking at my kitchen knife skills, do you think my master will chop up his hands?
Xu didn't notice the chopping board. She looked up as Song Yu wanted. She saw Song Yu taking the kitchen knife, one knife after another, and cut a duck into minced meat in less than a moment. The knife was very good-looking, and the duck meat was both neat and shaped.
Is this how the duck is cut?
Song Yu drove Xu Nu, who was as stupid as a swan after seeing his sword skills. The servants piled up at the kitchen door were also amazed in unison when they saw the sword skills of their third master. Among them, several chefs were the most shocking. They played kitchen knives for half their lives, but they didn't have the skill.
After cutting the duck, it was chicken, followed by half a pork body
By the time the pot was ready to cook, more than half an hour had passed. The servants, including Li Damen and others, watched Song Yu waving the kitchen knife and banging, and they were watching with relish, as if they were watching something rare, and everyone was rushing to watch it first.
They love to watch, so Song Yu lets them
Without a spatula, you can just hold a wooden strip
First, I squeezed the pork fat, took a pot of lard, and then started Song Yu's first dish today, stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots
Unfortunately, there is no MSG, no soy sauce, and no chili, but it doesn’t matter, it’s salt and oil, let alone garlic, ginger and green onion seasoning
The bamboo shoots had been soaked for a long time and had become soft. Song Yu treated the bamboo shoots briefly for a few times and poured a little oil into the pot. When the oil was three minutes hot, a pot of pork was put into the pot.
The servants at the kitchen door saw someone cooking for the first time. They heard the sound of frying in the pot, and they looked curious.
Is this cooking?
Where did the Third Master learn this? It’s interesting, but I just don’t know what the difference is and cooked dishes?
The meat is put into the pot, followed by bamboo shoots, accompanied by onion, ginger and salt. Soon the scent of scent spreads in the kitchen.
The servants at the kitchen door widened their eyes, holding their noses and sniffing the fragrance that floated to their noses, feeling their belly wheels ringing
What a delicious Ah?
Can cooking make the dishes so fragrant?
There is too much pork, and the ordinary copper bowl cannot be filled at all. Song Yu is not a particularly particular person. He took the wooden basin and poured it into it after he got the pot.
Um...
Song Yu took a piece of thin sliced pork on it and put it into his mouth. He secretly compared it with his previous life's taste and said: It's a little less flavor, but it can be considered as a mouthful.
He held a pot of fried pork with bamboo shoots and greeted the servants and said, "I have cleaned the outside for the third master and spread a layer of cloth on the ground. Today, the third master is happy and invites you a big meal."
The servants' eyes were all on the fried bamboo shoots in Song Yu's hand. This was close to it and the fragrance was even more attractive. It smelled much more fragrant than the boiled and stewed foods I had eaten before.
Song Yu only heard the sound of swallowing saliva, but no one was moving. Seeing them staring at the fried bamboo shoots in his hand desperately, he couldn't help but kick Song Zhong angrily and amused, and shouted: You didn't hear what the Third Master said, right?
As he said that, he handed the wooden basin to Song Shi and said: Take it outside to me, don't get ashes
Song Zhong ran to make the cloth happily, Song Shi was holding the wooden basin happily, and Song Yu directed several chefs and said: Go to the rice room to get more rice to cook, and then the chefs left happily.
What's left is chicken and duck meat. Song Yu also ordered someone to get some rice wine to make seasoning to remove the fishy smell.
In this era, there are only few ingredients, but there are many vegetable ingredients. Song Yu carefully prepared a portion of Kung Pao chicken, mushroom and chestnut chicken, lotus root roast duck meat, chestnut ginger duck...
The dishes that the servants had never seen before were broken when Song Yu needed the ingredients from time to time. However, when he finally saw a full list of dishes, he felt that it was worth running a few laps. In the end, even Song Damazi, the butler of the West Courtyard, was alarmed and ran over.
Song Damazi is a relative of the Song family. After the Song family became rich, he naturally wanted to support these people. He looked at the dishes all over the place and smelled the fragrance that came to his face. He stuttered to Song Yu: Third Master, did you do this?
Song Yu rolled his eyes, "It wasn't what I did, it was you?"
Song Yu didn't talk nonsense to him, the loyal butler, and shouted his nickname: Mazi, you give all the dishes here seven times and send them to the mistresses in the West Courtyard.
Song Damazi nodded and called the servants to take seven portions from each dish with a copper bowl, and delivered them to the seven sisters-in-laws, including Song Xu.
More than 20 servants, including Li Damen and others, accompanied Song Yu on the ground. At first, he was a little restrained and did not dare to sit down. Until Song Yu got angry, these servants barely sat down on the stone, unlike Song Yu, who was sitting on the rock.
The wine has been brought here, and Song Yu held the Jue Cup and shouted: Today I am happy, you eat food, which one is squeamish in front of me, I will let him eat shit
Although Song Damazi is loyal, he is smart and always follows Song Yu's leader. Whatever Song Yu said is, he immediately responded: You are not grateful to Master San
After thanking Song Yu, the servants and Li Damen and others, they started to have a meal at Song Yu's order.
Poor these hard and simple people of the Western Han Dynasty, they had this luxurious meal for the first time and started to have dinner with Song Yu, and they were a little embarrassed. When Jijue's rice wine was over, everyone rushed to eat, and they were full of oil.
Song Yu took a sip of the rice wine, spat, and secretly wondered whether to make the wine from later generations to come out. This rice wine from the Western Han Dynasty was too tasteless.
But this is all the future. Song Yu was so moved that he cried with the familiar taste of his previous life.
Living here is really not easy
Song Yu didn't eat much, and the servants were very reserved, which made him very upset, but he looked at the satisfaction in the eyes of the servants and Li Damen and others. As a chef, this was the greatest enjoyment.
He left after he was full, and before leaving, he told everyone: You don't eat your stomach, don't eat too much
Before leaving, I heard a terrifying cry from my dog-legged Song Zhong: Oh, the third master’s dishes are delicious, even the royal chef is not as good as the royal chef... My tongue... bites my tongue...
The servants joked with him: I heard that the wind flashed and my tongue, today is strange. Brother Zhong, you can bite your tongue even when you eat.
As a result, the joke had not completely fallen, and another servant bit his tongue because he was eating too fast, and was crying out in pain.
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