"Gudu..."
The whole place was filled with the sound of swallowing saliva.
There were two to three thousand stoves around the site, and the chefs were stir-frying hard and sweating profusely.
The fried vegetables were poured into the big wooden basin in front, pot after pot.
The exquisite roasted sea cucumbers with green onions that the restaurant is famous for are served in pots here.
It's steaming hot and the aroma of vegetables is fragrant.
A famous chef is flipping strips of roasted whole lamb, fish, suckling pig, duck, etc. that are golden and dripping with fat.
These are in harmony with the barrels of fine wine on the side. The aroma of meat and wine are mixed together, making people involuntarily think of the wine pond and meat forest.
Smelling the rich aroma, the sergeants swallowed unconsciously and sucked in the air hard, their faces full of intoxication and desire.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The sound of war drums sounded, and all the sergeants stood up straight instantly. This was a conditioned reflex after experiencing several battles.
Chongzhen appeared on the top of the wall, holding a simple loudspeaker, and said loudly: "My fellow soldiers, I won't say much more. As I said before, as long as you don't waste it, you can eat and drink as you like.
In addition, there are too many of us, so the cooks may not be able to cook quickly and they all have to wait.
Good wine and good food will only come later, definitely not less, so let’s get started! "
"Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace!"
Tremendous cheers rang out, and when the sergeants were about to take a look around, the next scene made them confused again.
I saw the cooks in front of each stove hanging out flags that read Shuntian Prefecture, Yingtian Prefecture, Yongping Prefecture, Baoding Prefecture, Hejian Prefecture, Zhending Prefecture... and each flag had a number.
These flags represent that the dishes cooked under the flags are local specialties.
Shuntianfu: Stir-fried mutton with green onions, stir-fried fish fillets, Peking duck...
Hejian Mansion: Donkey meat roasted, fried enema, sheep intestine soup, Hejian roasted chicken, Hejian stewed goose...
Jinan Prefecture: Nine-turn large intestine, sweet and sour carp, double crispy soup, jar meat, Mengjia braised hoof, clear-roasted fish...
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After the guys finished hanging the flag, they put the white rag on their shoulders and shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Come here, have a taste of the donkey meat roasted in our Hejian Prefecture. Donkey meat replenishes blood, qi, and deficiency. The injured soldiers in Beidou this time must eat more!"
"Don't miss it when you're passing by. Try our Jinan Prefecture's nine-turn large intestine. It's boiled, fried and then grilled. It tastes sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty. It's red and translucent, fat but not greasy."
"Soldiers, there is a saying that good food should be paired with good wine. There are countless famous wines in the world, but I still think that our Shao Daozi in Beijing is the best.
It promotes blood circulation in the body, dissipates blood stasis and activates blood circulation, dispels wind and cold, strengthens the spleen and warms the stomach. It can also increase appetite, promote digestion, and relieve fatigue. Drink a bowl to ensure that you will not catch a cold at night. "
"Don't listen to Lao Zhang's nonsense. It's too strong for you to drink. You'll get drunk after just one bowl, and you'll miss the delicious food prepared by His Majesty."
"Try the Peking duck. This roast duck is one of the best in our capital.
It is said that when Chengzu moved the capital to Beijing, he loved roast duck very much, so he brought the roast duck from Nanjing to Beijing, and integrated it with the northern eating habits. The taste was excellent.
Our roast duck is roasted with jujube wood...it's complicated to make. There are only 500 at most today. If you miss it, you won't have the chance in the future! "
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The entire celebration banquet was like a super large vegetable market, with shouts and shouts in front of various stoves.
The soldiers were stunned for a moment, as if they had entered a market.
After being stunned, the sergeants began to move and began to look for the taste of their hometown or the food they wanted to eat according to some instructions placed in the middle of the field.
Seeing the lively scene in the middle of the field, the officials on the Deshengmen gate tower chuckled.
Every time the emperor rewarded the three armies, he would come up with new tricks. In the battle of Longjing Pass, the emperor collected all the fruits, cakes, etc. from Beijing to Zunhua and sent them to Longjing Pass for the soldiers to taste.
According to the emperor, the soldiers probably had never eaten these things. Even if they were given money, they would be reluctant to buy them. It would be better to give them to them directly, since it wouldn’t cost much money anyway.
This time, based on the statistics from the Yellow Book of Sergeants of the Northern Army, some chefs and country chefs from local restaurants were recruited to cook the best local dishes.
In each prefecture, there are at least five or as many as ten dishes of the most distinctive local dishes, which not only allow the soldiers to taste the taste, but also relieve the soldiers' homesickness.
As for why the cooks were shouting and recruiting sergeants, it was because Sun Chengzong agreed that if the top ten dishes were cooked by the restaurant chef, then he would personally inscribe a sign for the restaurant.
If the chef made it, he would grant the chef permission to move anywhere within three hundred miles and give him an honorary title.
As soon as this condition came out, almost all the chefs who saw the news wanted to come. Some confident restaurants not only refused to pay, but also offered to pay, just to compete for the ten possible places.
The officers and soldiers of the three armies all said it was delicious, and the reputation was instantly spread, which would bring a lot of money in the future.
This is not the most exaggerated thing. What is exaggerated is that the emperor also invited more than ten opera troupes to set up a stage in the middle of the place to sing operas.
"Hahaha, good wine, indeed strong enough!"
"This nine-turn large intestine is made authentically. Let me tell you, this nine-turn large intestine is made through cooking techniques such as boiling and roasting. It has a spiciness after being cooked and has four flavors of sour, sweet, fragrant and salty.
The most important thing is not to wash it too clean when cleaning, so that you can have a different taste. I don't tell most people. "
"Brothers, we Xiaoqi fought side by side, but only five of us survived. I wanted to offer you a glass of wine, but His Majesty said not to waste it, so brothers drank it for you!"
"Sir Qianhu, brothers, here's a toast to you! The eastward expedition to Fuso is about to start. You have to ask the commander to fight for it. We have to kill a few Fuso people!"
"Hello brothers, three peach gardens, four seasons of wealth, five leaders..."
"Your Majesty is indeed generous. Since your Majesty came to the throne, we have eaten everything that we had never eaten before or could not afford.
Kill enemies, get silver rewards, and all kinds of delicious food. You will have no regrets in this life! "
"Hahaha, since ancient times, women have looked good for those who please them, and men have died for those who know their best. Your Majesty treats me so sincerely. If I don't fight to the death, my father will break my legs!"
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The sergeants started cheering, and they were quite reserved at first. They drank wine with their companions and shared their recipes for delicious food.
As they drank, the atmosphere gradually became lively. The drunkenness began to rise, and they began to punch each other. Various strange drinking orders appeared, which made everyone feel refreshed.
When they were half drunk, the soldiers were no longer limited to punching, but began to compete in martial arts. With the help of the wine, they were really punching hard.
After Chongzhen learned the news, he didn't care. He just asked the sergeants to watch and don't do anything serious. The battlefield stress reaction was to be vented.
"It's a clear morning..."
While drinking, someone took the lead in singing a military song.
This is incredible, like a spark falling into a firewood pile sprinkled with kerosene, igniting a huge fire.
