Chapter 67: How can I drink the prescription when I put it into the soup (second update)

Style: Historical Author: One pot from the farmWords: 2281Update Time: 24/01/18 05:53:18
The people in the village kitchen were busy. Li Zhixian said that he would send a question book to Nanjing to the prince at about midnight.

The villagers have become accustomed to bringing food every time they deliver something to the prince. With the prince's four people watching, they don't worry about poisoning.

The villagers discussed it and decided that the recipes for roast duck and smoked chicken had been handed over and they would not make them themselves.

Making soup dumplings, I don't think the prince has ever tried this before.

Take the time to cook the skin jelly. The ice is ready and will be brought in later to speed up the condensation of the skin jelly.

Others are heating the basin. They were waiting to make the buns tomorrow morning, but now they can only think of ways to make the buns rise faster.

Choose the ingredients, three fat and seven lean pork, soaked and dried bamboo fungus.

Served with dipping sauce, there is one kind of aged vinegar and sesame sauce, one kind of aged vinegar and soy sauce, one kind of soy sauce and fermented bean curd juice, one kind of chive flower and shrimp sauce, etc. There are also various kinds of individual ones.

Then mix the side dishes, pressed dry sesame oil cucumber strips, green onion shreds, shredded chicken yuba, salted coriander root, soybean gourd strips and pig skin side dishes...

Zhu Taiyi, 2nd, 3rd and 4th were watching from the side, striking from time to time.

In fact, they knew that there was nothing to target, and the people in the village would not harm the prince, and if something went wrong, the whole village would die.

Xiaqiu Village is not poor, but is it just a matter of seeking death in a good life?

When the buns were wrapped and steamed, the director came over with instructions on how to eat soup dumplings and a recipe for adding three yellows and white powder.

He was worried that others wouldn't eat it, so he burned his mouth. The soup dumplings were different from Xiao Long Bao, so he just took a bite...

At midnight, everything was ready, the side dishes were served on ice, and the steamed bun baskets and two-meter porridge tubes were wrapped layer by layer in quilts.

The boat carried a lantern, and Zhu Taiyi and Zhu Taier went back with the boat. They brought their own and the boatman's food boxes with them. They had the same meal, but with less dipping sauce.

Go to the place and hand in the things, and the boatmen can eat while waiting for arrangements.

The other two must follow Baozi all the way and carry their own food boxes.

The villagers went to bed, and at early morning, around five o'clock, they steamed the steamed buns and kept the porridge hot over a slow fire.



The next morning, the villagers checked the weather and saw that there was no sign of rain. They opened canals and released water to irrigate the wheat fields before eating.

After dinner, I have to pick cotton, for the last time! Then just ignore the ones that are too late.

Cotton straw is crushed and fed to livestock, or added when the silo needs replenishing.

There are too many livestock in the village and not enough food to feed them.

Just a lot of salt is given to them every day, and sometimes bone meal, fish meal, ore powder, and medicinal herbs are added.

“Raising livestock and poultry in large numbers is a skill!”

Li Zhixian carefully opened the soup dumpling while eating breakfast, and sighed when he was about to cool it down and drink the soup.

He looked at the livestock he brought back yesterday and found that each one had varying degrees of illness and injury.

He also heard about the process and admitted that Xiaqiu Village was benevolent and righteous. Although he could negotiate a price of 20%, he had to find a way to buy it at 70%.

He was anxious to report it to the police because people from the upper reaches of the Yangtze River were all from one household, and it was said that there were many livestock there suffering from the same disease.

Some people thought they could get through it in a short while, or were unwilling to travel a long distance, so they did not bring their animals to Dangtu County.

In addition, some even bring sick animals to Nanjing for sale. If this infects everyone there...

"The people in Xiaqiu Village are lazy and greedy. They don't raise livestock or poultry, so they have to work by themselves and have no meat to eat."

There are two kinds of jelly stuffed with pig skin inside. It was boiled last night. There are two types, one is clear frozen. After boiling, take out the pig skin and make soup dumplings.

Boil the removed pork skin for a while without removing it. Cut it into slices and eat it with soy sauce and minced garlic this morning.

Li Zhixian and other officials: "..."

They secretly complain, we also want to be greedy and lazy, and then our wishes will come true? Someone gave me money? snort!

"Lazy, greedy, hey hey hey!" Zhu Wentian ate two buns and felt that he should make a sound.

"We Hanhan are not lazy." The manager looked at Hanhan distressedly. Hanhan was busy all day long.

"Yeah! Hanhan, I, hehehe!" Zhu Wentian cooperated again and lowered his head to eat.

Li Zhixian shook his head, thinking how great it would be if the hermit master could be seen like a fool all day long. You can ask for advice.

The people in the village are also strange! They happen to be able to hide a person well and remain tight-lipped.

His men were staring here and there, but couldn't find any clues.

Don't you bring food to the master? Aren't you worried about the master leaving? How do you do it so calmly and naturally?



It was equally natural when Zhu Biao came to his parents' house with breakfast. He first took out three letters, one of which was the question book.

"Father, mother, the breakfasts for my brothers and sisters have been sent to me. Xiaqiu Village has made more preparations and there is still some leftover."

Zhu Biao said, looking at his mother, there is something left.

"You give it to someone in the harem, and you eat a lot of food from that village. If you change the village, you have to live in poverty?"

Queen Ma understood what her son meant. She always wanted to give him some benefits when managing the harem.

The boss is observant of etiquette. The prince will not give the food given to the prince's palace to the concubines in the harem in the name of the prince's palace.

You can only send younger siblings as elder brothers, no more than the limit.

Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the title book and read it, and a trace of sadness appeared on his face. Due to the humidity in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, many livestock were sick.

Part of it was sent to Dangtu County for sale, and part of it was shipped to Nanjing.

Those from Dangtu County were bought by those from Xiaqiu Village. The village took action and provided treatment and prevention measures, accounting for 10% of the dead livestock.

He put down the question book and read the letter again. One letter introduced how to eat steamed buns. Do not bite directly or burn your mouth. He memorized it.

The other letter is a prescription, which goes a step further than the treatment method mentioned in the title.

Ten kinds of medicinal materials are required. If the quantity of Astragalus is insufficient and difficult to obtain, bamboo leaves can be used instead.

"I'll show it to the ministers later." Zhu Yuanzhang put the letter aside.

Empress Ma picked it up and scanned it: "Prescribing prescriptions for livestock is a great skill! There is an urgent need for such medicinal materials in the future."

"Mom, look at the bun eater." Zhu Biao handed over another letter. Now eat, don't burn your mouth.

"Hey! Before you eat a steamed bun, you have to take a small bite and blow it? This is the first time I heard about it."

Queen Ma smiled after reading this, put a bun on a plate, and followed the instructions in the letter.

"Be careful, girl, I just took one puff and it's still hot. Please blow it a couple more times." Zhu Yuanzhang reminded.

As expected, Queen Ma blew more and took a sip of the soup: "Oh! It's fresh and fragrant. How did you get the soup in?"

Zhu Biao ate a steamed bun: "I didn't write it down. There are many dipping sauces, so I'll try one."

He didn't care about wasting the dipping sauce. After tasting it, he found out which one he liked, and he would use one exclusively from now on.

"There are more than ten kinds of dishes. Can you take the rest to them? Tell them not to burn it."

Queen Ma was happy. Eating steamed buns was different from eating it anywhere else, and the side dishes were equally delicious.

"As for returning to the queen, we will send it as soon as you agree. Everything has been explained."

The serving eunuch responded. He looked at it with greed and wanted to try the steamed stuffed buns with soup in it.

"If what we are doing now must be better than what we are doing now, then this is a bit of a loss."

It took a long time for Zhu Yuanzhang to discover the problem.

"If you want a prescription, send them some silk."

Queen Ma wanted the prescription again, but knew she shouldn't get it for nothing.

If you change this place, you can sell it and make a lot of money. Others can't make it.