Zhao Yi, who promised to cook a big meal for Liu Wanyi, found a deserted place and entered the warehouse. He rummaged around and found some dishes that were easy to store in addition to military compressed food.
There are also various cans, vacuum-compressed beans, potatoes, sweet potatoes and other dishes that are more resistant to hunger.
As for some seasonal vegetables, you can just buy some from the common people's fields outside the city. However, you can't eat hot pot without hot pot base, but there are no hot pot bases in the military warehouse, so he has no choice but to make do with instant noodles seasoning. , even so, in the Eastern Han Dynasty, which was a desert in seasonings, the taste was rich enough.
After a while, several temporary wooden platforms were set up next to the stone table in the small courtyard of Zhao Yi's home.
Zhao Yi asked Ma Liu and the others to fetch some long benches and help arrange the dishes, while he was busy in the smoky kitchen.
"Hey, what do you smell like? It smells so good. As a disciple of the gods, our boss can also cook. I really can't think of anything else that he doesn't know how to do."
Ma Liu sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva that had flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and looked towards the kitchen with longing.
Hu Biao, who had pockmarks on his face, also sniffed and said with a look of obsession: "Otherwise he is a disciple of an immortal, but he is an immortal. What are the things that immortals can't do? Do you think the boss will become an immortal for us? The rice you eat is the kind that will make you immortal if you eat it!”
As soon as Hu Biao finished speaking, he saw Zhao Yi walking out quickly with a steaming plate of unknown dishes and looking at him with a smile.
"You're still immortal, do you think your boss is making Tang Monk meat?"
"Tangsen meat? What is that? An animal?"
Zhao Yi saw the confused expressions on Ma Liu and Hu Biao's faces, and then realized that people of Tang Monk's era he was talking about had never heard of him, and then he said in a fool's manner: "Harm! Tang Monk's meat means that you can eat it." Immortal meat has no special meaning. Come on, this is the first dish, spicy and sour potato shreds~! Stop hanging around and don’t eat secretly. Put it down for me and let’s eat together when all the dishes are served. , I also took out a jar of good wine from Third Master’s private wine cellar, and Ma Liu poured it for all the brothers.”
"Okay, boss, you are the only one who dares to secretly drink Third Master's wine~!"
The Malu people rushed to get the wine, and then Zhao Yi brought out a plate of shredded sweet potatoes, fried green beans and shrimps, canned dace with black bean sauce, a platter of luncheon meat, and a plate of peanuts.
He plundered all these foods from the military supply warehouse, and then there were some seasonal vegetables that were washed until they were watery. Although there were not many varieties, they were fresh. They could be eaten in a hot pot later to relieve their tiredness.
“Today’s main dish is here~~~Lazy Hotpot~~!”
Zhao Yi wrapped his hands in cotton cloth, took a large iron pot and walked out quickly, squatting on the stove that had been set in advance in the center of the stone table, and asked someone to add more firewood underneath.
The iron pot was steaming hot, and a lot of condiments and side dishes were thrown into it. He also used a wooden barrel to steam a large bucket of white rice. It was definitely the largest white rice that anyone in this era has ever seen.
"Wow~~~This rice is so white~! Boss, if you really give us food that only immortals can eat, my life will be worth it even if I die right away! This... these must be Even the emperor hasn’t eaten it!”
Ma Liu looked at the rice, which was as white as mutton-fat jade, and he was so excited that he almost shed tears.
"What are you doing now? Cut the venison and rabbit meat we brought in into slices later, boil them in it, and eat it with rice. That will be called a divine delicacy~!"
Just listening to Zhao Yi's description and smelling the alluring aroma of the soup, the sound of swallowing saliva could be heard next to him.
Zhao Yi knew that they couldn't wait any longer.
"The wine has been poured, and each person has a bowl of rice. My little lady is sitting next to me. Everyone puts up the wine glasses first. After drinking my wine, they are my brothers, Zhao Yi, and of course my sisters. We are all one family. People are a family who can give their backs to each other on the battlefield!
Although I, Zhao Yi, have strict requirements on you on the training ground, you also know what I often say, if you leave more sweat during training, you will shed less blood on the battlefield! You can still save your life at the critical moment. Other than that, I have only one request for everyone. Don’t do anything that’s sorry for your brothers. Come and have a drink! "
"Toast~~~to the boss~!"
Everyone raised their wooden bowls containing Zhang Fei's secret wine, raised their heads and drank it, laughing loudly. After Zhao Yi said "Let's open the banquet", each one of them was like a hungry wolf possessed by the wind and the clouds.
At this moment, it seemed that what was placed in front of them was not food, but enemies with whom they had a sworn hatred. The fierceness frightened Liu Wanyi.
"You guys eat slower, aren't you afraid of being burned? Leave some for my wife!"
Zhao Yi used his hands and feet to finally take out the plate of shredded sweet potatoes, put a piece in front of Liu Wanyi.
"Taste how it tastes."
Liu Wanyi's face was flushed. She never imagined that she would marry a magical man like Zhao Yi, and she had never heard of a man who would cook and serve his wife.
Liu Wanyi shyly took a bite and realized that the food Zhao Yi called shredded sweet potato was crispy on the outside, soft on the inside, and very sweet. She couldn't describe the sweetness in words because she had never tried it before.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Zhao Yi asked.
Liu Wanyi's eyes shone, and she nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's delicious, it's so delicious! It's so sweet. If only my father and mother could eat some, and the people in the city could also eat such food."
Zhao Yi smiled and touched his wife's head, thinking that the little girl was really kind. At this time, she did not forget to honor her parents and the suffering of the people in the city.
Zhao Yi's movements suddenly stopped when he thought of this. He frowned, looked at the sweet potatoes in front of him, and suddenly slapped his forehead fiercely, shouting: "That's right, why didn't I think of that?"
"Husband, what have you thought of?"
Zhao Yi chuckled, excited in his heart, and pointed at the shredded sweet potato and said, "I haven't been thinking about this before, but my wife's kind-heartedness reminded me that I can take out these sweet potatoes and plant more potatoes until they mature next year. After that, won’t the common people have a source of food to satisfy their hunger?”
Even if Zhao Yi is not very proficient in agriculture, he also knows that potatoes and sweet potatoes are crops that are good to grow and have high yields. Didn’t those senior time travelers in novels often use potatoes to shock the ancients? Why didn't he think of it in the first place?
"Wanyi, there are some potatoes and sweet potatoes in the kitchen. I want to allocate a piece of open space behind our house and plant some first to see the effect. If it is feasible, I will inform my father and the military advisor to plant it in a large area. The people and our soldiers will no longer have to worry about food."
"Huh? Really...really?"
"Of course it's true. Don't you still believe in me, your husband? Hahaha~~~~"
