Sitting in the dining hall, Hong Chengchou brought two dishes and several pancakes.
"I'm lucky today. I made stewed meat. Come on, try it." Hong Chengchou pushed the plate of meat towards Sun Chuanting.
Sun Chuanting looked at the meat on the plate, saliva secreting from his mouth.
During this period of time, being held in a room as a prisoner, I could only ensure that I would not die of hunger, but it was impossible to eat well. Not to mention eating meat, it was difficult to even fill my stomach.
Picking up the kuaizi, he picked up a piece of fat meat and put it into his mouth, chewing it with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Here, get a cake." Hong Chengchou picked up a cake from the basket and handed it to Sun Chuanting.
Sun Chuanting kept picking up meat from the plate and stuffing it into his mouth with his right hand. He took the pancake with his left hand and took a bite. His mouth was full and his cheeks were bulging.
"Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you." Hong Chengchou comforted Sun Chuanting, but his movements with his hands were not slow either. He quickly picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.
The two of them had a piece of meat and I had a piece of meat. After a while, a plate of meat was eaten by two people. Even the oil stains on the bottom of the plate were wiped off by the two of them with pancakes.
When there was only a plate of shredded potatoes left, the movements of the two people's hands slowed down, and they finally looked like scholar-bureaucrats eating.
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"There are chili peppers in this shredded potato. It's refreshing and appetizing. It tastes good!" Hong Chengchou introduced the plate of shredded potatoes in front of him.
"Well, not bad, not bad." Sun Chuanting nodded in agreement, but his mouth missed the smell of meat just now.
Born in Shanxi, he could not match the exquisiteness of southern officials in eating and drinking. For him, large pieces of stewed meat suited his taste best, and it was satisfying to eat to satisfy his craving.
Hong Chengchou said: "Don't underestimate this potato. Not only can it be used as a vegetable, it can also be used as a meal to fill your stomach. The yield is also high."
"I know this thing. I've eaten it before, but it's not as versatile as yours. It's stir-fried and stewed with meat. When I ate it before, I cooked it in a pot and ate it directly." Sun Chuanting said.
Hong Chengchou said: "Eat. After you finish eating, come with me for a walk. Take a look and let you know about our farmers' association."
Neither of them wasted food, so the shredded potatoes and pancakes quickly went into their stomachs.
After eating, Sun Chuanting rubbed his belly. He had not felt so full for a long time.
Damn the stew tastes so good.
When the two people came out of the canteen, there were still people going to the canteen to eat, and some people using the rice bowl to finish the meal and going back to eat. Among these people were ordinary soldiers, and some were on duty in the yamen.
Although Huai County was occupied, because the occupation period was too short and the people's hearts had not yet fully surrendered, soldiers were usually stationed in the Yamen to ensure the safety of personnel.
"I thought you were a high-ranking official here at Tiger Character Banner, but I didn't expect that the place where you eat is no different from ordinary people." Sun Chuanting looked back at the dining hall behind him.
Hong Chengchou looked back at the canteen and asked, "Isn't the stew delicious?"
Reminiscing the taste of the stew, Sun Chuanting nodded honestly.
Hong Chengchou added: "In the future, when you come to work with us, you will get used to it. If you work in a yamen, unless there are special circumstances, all the people in the yamen will eat from the same pot and there will be no special stove. "
"No, you are the vassal. With your status, not to mention eating Xiaozao once, but eating Xiaozao every day, who can do anything to you? It won't be because you came from the imperial court, Tiger Character Flag People don’t regard you as one of their own!" Sun Chuanting said.
The chief envoy of a province was the official of a province when the governor was still an imperial envoy and was not stationed in the local area. There were only a few chief envoys in the entire Ming Dynasty, two capitals and thirteen provinces.
In the entire Ming Dynasty, there are countless powerful officials from the second level and above.
Hong Chengchou looked at Sun Chuanting and said, "You don't want to provoke me, do you? If you really have this idea, I advise you to give up this idea."
"You misunderstood. I just don't understand. Your noble clan doesn't have a separate small stove, and you have to come to the dining hall with others to prepare meals. You used to be an official in Shaanxi, and these are the two dishes we ate today. , let alone the two of us, I’m afraid you will have more than two dishes on the table." Sun Chuanting said.
As people in the officialdom, they knew very well what the Ming Dynasty officials had on their dining tables.
The conditions for officials in the capital may be a little worse. After all, their salaries are limited, and they often have to use money to smoothen their relationships, often borrowing Beijing debt.
But local officials are different. Even if they are just a county magistrate, their life is more comfortable than that of the Qiandu censor of the Capital Procuratorate in Beijing.
Of course, it would be different if the family of the imperial censor of Qiandu had a lot of money.
In short, local officials live a comfortable life. Even if they do nothing, they only recite poems and paint every day, and they live a life with clothes on their hands, food on their hands, and food on their hands.
Hong Chengchou said: "When I was in Shaanxi, I had a lot of social activities on weekdays. There was always a big table of wine and food. When I was at home, my servants would also prepare several seasonal dishes. In the past, like the stew I had today, I was very happy. If you don’t know how to eat it, it’s okay to switch to mutton, but forget about pork.”
"Let me tell you, how could a high-ranking official like you like to eat such fat meat today? If I, a Shanxi native, can eat it," Sun Chuanting said.
Hearing this, Hong Chengchou chuckled softly and said, "It used to be like this when I was an official in the Ming Dynasty, but everything is different in Tiger Character Banner. As an official in Tiger Character Banner, I never specialize in food and drink. You may not believe it, but our lord, like everyone else, eats food from the canteen on weekdays."
As his words fell, Sun Chuanting frowned, with the words disbelief written all over his face.
Although Liu Heng did not claim the title of king, it is already a fact that the Tiger Character Banner occupied several provinces of the Ming Dynasty. The entire northwest fell into the hands of the Tiger Character Banner. Even if he did not become the king, he still had the qualifications and capital to become the king.
With such strength, it is normal to eat delicacies from mountains and seas every day. Rough meals like stewed pork are delicacies to ordinary people, but they are not even looked at by the truly powerful. .
"Don't believe it!" Hong Chengchou looked at Sun Chuanting and knew that he didn't believe what he said.
Sun Chuanting said: "You are not deliberately flattering your lord, are you? How can a person not enjoy it when he suddenly has power? I don't believe it."
"I didn't believe it at first, but then I saw it more and had no choice but to believe it." Hong Chengchou said, "A person like our lord who has tremendous power but is strict in self-discipline and not to take possession or be greedy should become the master of the world."
Sun Chuanting hesitated for a moment and said, "You don't want to take me to see your farmers' association? Come on, I'm quite curious too."
"Then let's go and just treat it as after-dinner digestion."
