Jiang Shuo admired the decisiveness of the old man Mo Jing. He was still struggling with the traces of the mysterious man, and the old man was already focusing on tomorrow's conference.
The old man Mojing said to Zhuge Jingxu: "Tomorrow is the conference. You must be especially careful about your diet. The Demon Sect has used all kinds of dirty tricks..." He suddenly caught a glimpse of Ruixi and Huaijin, and Huaijin's face was already a little red. , seemed quite unhappy.
The old man grinding the mirror said hurriedly: "You two, I'm not talking about you..."
Ruixi chuckled and said: "The name is just a code name. It's not wrong to say that Yihai Apo practices magic and is a demon sect. We are good at it, so it doesn't matter if we are called a demon sect."
Old Mojing nodded and praised: "Elder Ruixi said it well! He is ambitious and courageous."
Zhuge Jingxu crossed his hands and said: "Senior Mojian, everyone, I have already made arrangements for the food. We will do it in this courtyard, eat in the courtyard, everything is within sight, demon... this Manichaeism There’s no way to start poisoning.”
After saying that, he ordered his disciples to fetch water for everyone to wash up. At Chen time, actually a disciple came in carrying two big iron woks. Shenquan Sect is known as Confucianism among the three religions in Kongtong. In fact, there are a few real Confucian students who come to learn martial arts. As long as they are lay disciples who are neither Buddhist nor Taoist, they all worship under Zhuge Jingxu's sect. Therefore, there are all kinds of talents in the Shenquan sect, but there are also a few good chefs.
The disciples of the Shenquan Sect placed two iron woks on the firewood. One wok was filled with water, and the other was an empty pot roasting on the fire.
Then, they brought the noodle bowl, put it on the table, and actually started eating from flour in the courtyard.
I saw a fat disciple kneading dough. He rolled up his sleeves and made dough. He was as fat as a meat ball. His hands were flying. After a while, he kneaded the dough into dough. He moved his hands from the dough like a thumb. Use your fingers to cut off a two-inch section of thick long noodles to make a paste, and immerse it in a basin of cold water.
Another short and sturdy disciple took out the potion from the basin and kneaded it into a thin piece.
Some disciples threw a bunch of persimmons into the water, and a disciple who specialized in fire work kept adding firewood and fans to the fire. The water in the big iron wok soon began to boil. The short and sturdy disciple threw the thin noodles into the water and boiled them over a rapid fire. After a while, the dough pieces began to float on the water surface one after another, and the persimmons also broke into petals.
He scooped up the soup with a large ladle, put it into a pottery bowl, and sprinkled sesame seeds on it. One of his disciples offered it to the heroes on a plate for free. Jiang Shuo took the bowl and saw that the noodles in the soup were all shiny. It's white and cute, and the persimmon petals are also orange-red. Take a bite and it will be extremely fragrant and smooth.
Old Man Mojing also praised: "Jingxu, the buns made by your disciples are really outstanding."
Ye Guizhen snored and wolfed down one bowl, then reached out to grab the second bowl.
A tall disciple on the other side smiled and said: "Senior, don't worry, I still have good food here."
I saw that the man was rolling out pieces of dough, and shouted to the short and sturdy disciple on the other side who was making buns: "Here comes the meat!"
After hearing this, the man used a short steel fork to poke into the soup pot and actually inserted a piece of fat lamb. No wonder the soup was so delicious. It turned out that there was mutton in the soup.
The dwarf threw the fork with the meat on it to the taller one, and the taller disciple took it with his hands, sliced the mutton on the fork into thin slices with a knife, spread it on the dough, and then added the crushed black pepper and tempeh. Coat it with butter to moisten it, then cover it with a layer of skin, and stack several layers repeatedly to form a large cake.
He put the cake into the dry-fired iron wok, closed the lid and burned it with a quick fire. After a while, he opened the lid and turned it over. This man was really good at it. At this moment, the iron wok was red-hot. He But he turned the cake with his bare hands and was not afraid of being burned.
This was done until everyone had eaten a bowl of delicious cakes, and the Hu cakes were made. The tall disciple also took them out with his bare hands. There were already disciples waiting with plates, filled the cakes, and handed them over to the heroes.
This time Ye Guizhen was the first to reach out and grab the cake. He held the cake in his hand and suddenly screamed strangely. His hands kept beating and the cake jumped back and forth between his hands. Only then did everyone realize that these cakes were actually extremely hot.
Jiang Shuo took the flour cake sent by his disciple. He had the power to protect his body and was not afraid of the scorching heat. He only felt a warm wave of Qi coming from him. He gently tore off a piece. The cake was already crispy on the outside and crispy on the inside. , it melts in your mouth and is really delicious.
Jiang Shuo suddenly had a thought in his mind and thought, isn't this the "Yang Yang Palm" Kung Fu practiced by Xun Yuyu back then?
Indeed, these chefs are actually outstanding disciples of the Shenquan sect. The first fat man who kneads the dough practices Rou Jin, and his palm skills are very good. The second short man who makes the buns is a close-fitting little man. A master of grappling, the third tall man who made Hu Pancakes practiced pure yang internal energy, and the kung fu he practiced was Yanyang Palm.
The founder of the Shenquan Sect was an intelligent person from the Zhuge family. His intelligence was not inferior to that of Zhuge Kongming. The boxing techniques he taught were extremely complex, including soft and strong, open and closed and delicate, yin-cold and scorching-yang.
There are various methods of practicing boxing left by the founder of the sect. Sweeping and carrying, carrying water and firewood, and making a fire for cooking are all used as convenient methods for practicing. These three people have practiced kung fu through the art of cooking.
At the same time, the noodles made with soft palms, the noodles kneaded with grasping hands, and the biscuits made with Yanyang palms are naturally much better than those made by ordinary people in the market. Therefore, although buns and cakes are the most common court foods in the Tang Dynasty, they have a unique flavor when made by the three of them.
Everyone praised the cake after eating it. Ye Guizhen tossed the cake for a long time and finally did not let it fall to the ground. While chewing it, Wuliwutu said indistinctly: "Sage Zhuge, you are really blessed... "
Zhuge Jingxu smiled and said: "This is a training method that has been passed down for hundreds of years by our Shenquan Sect. The boys have mastered it, and it is naturally delicious. However, I eat these things every day, but I have long been tired of it."
Everyone is in a good mood, but no matter how delicious the food is, if they eat the same food every day for several years, it will be tasteless. Looking at Zhuge Jingxu, it turned out that Zhuge Jingxu didn't touch these two foods, but just drank tea by himself.
The tall disciple smiled and said: "You guys are showing off your shame. The morning meal is just a simple meal. The gentlemen will quench their hunger. During the afternoon meal, there will be even more delicious food."
This sentence was like planting a grass in everyone's heart. Soon it took root, sprouted, stretched its stems and leaves, and then swayed gently in the breeze, teasing everyone's internal organs.
Throughout the next day, although everyone was also discussing the countermeasures for tomorrow, first of all, they knew very little about the other six sects of the Nine Sects. Secondly, Old Man Mojing requested that all food be provided in the courtyard. Except for the fact that the disciples did not kill pigs or sheep, they did not know much about the other six sects. The preparation work is all carried out in the courtyard, and the aroma of food is constantly coming. Where can I calm down? Therefore, there was no discussion to come up with a reason.
At the turn of Shen and You, the tall disciple invited everyone to take their seats. The three of them stood in the corridor, each with a stone case in front of them. On the stone case, there was a hollow copper stove with a charcoal fire burning in the stove.
When Ye Guizhen took a look, he moved his index finger and said happily: "It turns out to be burnt!"
The tall disciple smiled and said: "It's exactly Burnt Zhi, so I will offer 'Pork Zhi' first."
He held a double-headed rice dumpling called Liangqichu, cut the meat into small cubes, grilled it on the charcoal fire, and explained: "This is the meat of wild deer in the mountains. Grind the green onions and add salt." Make a sauce with the soy sauce, pickle it, and then grill it with pebbles.”
As he spoke, he placed his left palm against the charcoal pot and quickly turned the charcoal with his right hand. The charcoal fire was stimulated by the force of his palm, turned red and burned violently. The tall disciple said: "Venison must be roasted close to the fire, and the charcoal fire is the strongest." , and flip it quickly at the same time, so that the roasted meat can be juicy and delicious. If it is not roasted over a high fire, the meat will be dry and woody, and you will not be able to eat it. "
As he spoke, the meat skewers turned slightly white, and he said, "Okay!" He handed the tray to the disciples and brought it to the table. Jiang Shuo saw that there was meat, one green onion, one sauce, and a piece of pancake on the tray. He didn't know how these things were put together. Just when he was about to ask, Ye Guizhen said: "Ah, this is Zizhou Burnt Zhi."
After saying that, apply the sauce on the meat skewers first, then pick up the pancake, add the green onions and meat skewers, wrap it tightly and push it out, leaving only the meat and green onions in the pancake, and then put the whole pancake He stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it, and the juice immediately flowed from the corners of his mouth.
Jiang Shuo followed suit and rolled up a piece of cake to eat. It was indeed a delicacy he had never tasted before!
At this time, the second short disciple said: "A certain time I offered 'Wuxin Zhi'."
Jiang Shuo didn't know what Wu Xin Zhi was. The man in the middle was holding a big stick. It turned out to be a big stick wrapped in meat. The short man was also turning the "stick" on the stove, but he didn't know Yanyang Palm, and the charcoal fire was far inferior. He was tall, so even though he started grilling at the same time as the taller one, it was cooked much later than the taller one. The cock was already golden in color, and the fat was constantly seeping out and dripping down.
The dwarf took out a small knife and twisted it into a piece. In a moment, he unscrewed countless pieces of meat the size of copper coins and served them on a plate. Jiang Shuo didn't taste any sauce, but he felt that the taste was sweet and had a faint hint of bamboo. The fragrance of it made me couldn't help but ask: "What kind of meat is this?"
The dwarf said: "This is pork belly, grilled with bamboo charcoal."
Everyone was surprised. It should be noted that people in the Tang Dynasty could not easily eat beef, and venison was rare, so they liked to eat mutton the most, and this pig was a wild boar and aardvark, which had the most fishy smell. Many people did not like to eat it, but this "unintentional roast" There is no fishy smell at all.
Chaizi explained: "It is said that an old lady in the mountains cooked pork belly without any seasoning and no five flavors, but it was as delicious as Wuding. Because she didn't pay attention to it at first, she knew it unintentionally, so it was called 'unintentional roasting'. In fact, There are no less than a dozen kinds of seasonings used in this roast. They are only skillfully matched. The amount of each seasoning cannot be different by the slightest. Only by adding fresh and deodorizing bamboo charcoal can the fishy smell of the pork be offset without leaving any traces of seasoning. , it seems unintentional but actually it is intentional.”
Jiang Shuo suddenly realized that this person had practiced the skill of grasping hands, and naturally his hands were very thoughtful, so he could grasp the condiments with perfect precision.
The third fat man said with a smile: "It's your turn, and what I offer is 'Tiao Wan Zhi'."
He had been stirring the meatballs just now, and he finally rolled them into meatballs at this moment. Then he put the meatballs into another small pot filled with meatballs. After a while, he took out the cooked meatballs and picked out one. The ball was raised high in front of everyone and thrown on the stone table. The ball actually bounced high. The "jumping ball" was indeed true.
The fat man also skewered the Tiao Wan with rice dumplings and put it on the fire to roast. He said: "For this ball, take ten catties of mutton and ten pounds of pork each. Cut them into shreds, take three liters of ginger, five pieces of orange peel, and two liters of Tibetan melon, green onions." Five liters, mash together with the shredded meat, mix well, and make into pills. Take another five kilograms of mutton to make meat soup, add the meatballs and boil them to make Tiaowan."
The meatballs had been cooked before, so they turned golden brown after being roasted on the fire for a while. The fat man said, "You need to use mulberry charcoal to make them golden and crispy."
These three kinds of roasted dishes are all wrapped in pancakes and eaten. They have a variety of flavors, each different but extremely delicious.
Jiang Shuo sincerely praised: "The heat of Kongtong is the best in the world."
Zhuge Jingxu laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "I taught these three brothers the kung fu, but this roasting method was passed down from their family."
Jiang Shuo asked curiously: "Are the three of us brothers? But where do they come from?"
The tall man crossed his hands quite proudly and said in unison: "We, the three brothers, all have the surname Wang, and they are all from Qi. This is Zizhou Burnt Zhi unique to our hometown!"
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