Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

When Xie Xun returned to the Tingzhuyuan, Jiang Shuyao was looking for him everywhere. Seeing him coming back refreshed, his brows frowned: "Where have you been?"

Xie Xun stopped his steps and said unclearly: "I went to the yard for a while."

"Such a coincidence?"

Xie Xun looked away, dropped his thick eyelashes, and nodded stiffly.

Although Jiang Shuyao often complained that he was a coffin face, but after spending some time with him, he could gradually see emotions on his face.

For example, now, his face is still cold and calm, but in fact it is full of guilty conscience.

What is his guilty conscience facing himself? Jiang Shuyao couldn't figure it out.

"I have prepared lunch for tomorrow, and you come with me."

Xie Xun was stared at by her and almost confessed where she was going. When she heard her suddenly change, he was secretly relieved, and quickly followed her obediently.

It was not easy to find a craftsman in ancient times. Fortunately, Jiang Shuyao was rich and found someone to make a new type of lunch box within a day.

The lunch box is made by nesting two layers of wooden boxes of different sizes, with a space in the middle layer and a layer of leather inlaid with iron sheets to prevent water leakage. The lid of the box has several vent holes for heat dissipation. The entire lunch box is made of modern self-heating lunch boxes. The heating pack is made of coke powder, quicklime, and salt. The cost is not high, just a clever idea.

She opened the lunch box, took out the upper layer, pointed to the heat pack and said to Xie Xun: "I put this heat pack here, don't move it casually, don't touch it with your hands, you know?" There is always a kind of fear that bears children see Worry about everything.

Xie Xun nodded and asked, "What is this?"

Jiang Shuyao couldn't explain the chemical principle to him, but he just said: "This thing will get hot when exposed to water. Remember, you must add cold water. Have you seen this line? Add cold water to this point. Don't exceed it. Add cold water. Then put the smaller box back, and then close the lid without touching the holes."

After Jiang Shuyao finished speaking, he was particularly worried and asked Xie Xun to repeat it.

Xie Xun's memory was suspected for the first time in his life, but he repeated it all the time.

Jiang Shuyao was satisfied, and finally told: "I will put your lunch in this small box. After you close the lid, wait for about six or seven minutes... Uh, half a moment, you can open it and eat it."

Xie Xun saw such a magical lunch box for the first time, and he became nervous even thinking about lunch tomorrow, and couldn't wait to give it a try.

After turning his gaze on the lunch box a few more times, he suddenly thought of something and hurriedly asked: "Did you make money from the public for doing this?"

Jiang Shuyao didn't care much about money: "No."

Xie Xie was stunned. He didn't expect that all the money she paid for eating rice with her these days!

He thought that opening a small kitchen was equivalent to crossing the road to a big house, and all the purchases and purchases were paid by the public. However, he didn't know that when Jiang Shuyao, a rich woman, was discussing with the Xu family to open the small kitchen, she directly said that all the money was paid by herself.

Jiang Shuyao is very wealthy. No one in Beijing doesn't know. A few days ago, she almost bought an empty cloth with a big wave. Xie Xun was still worried, for fear that she would owe her money. Later, all the men's cloths bought were sent to Bo Xiangyang. After that, Xie Xun was relieved.

He said to Jiang Shuyao: "Wait for me." Then he ran away hurriedly, and after a while he ran over with a small wooden box.

He put the wooden box on the table, opened the lock, and took out a thick stack of silver tickets: "This is my savings for many years, this is the title deed--"

Jiang Shuyao hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, wait, what are you doing with this?"

Xie Xun also noticed that it was over, and he coughed, "I just want to say that I have enough savings to pay back the bill."

He took out the silver slip and placed it in front of Jiang Shuyao, and said, "Although my salary is not high, the monthly silver tael can also cover the daily purchase of ingredients." As he said, he untied his wallet and placed it on the table. This extra bank note is taken as my collateral in advance. Besides, you spend energy on cooking and cannot be measured by price alone."

Jiang Shuyao glanced at the face value of the silver bill, rather helpless: "This is too much, are you planning to make this for the rest of your life?"

Jiang Shuyao meant "to set the meal for the rest of my life", but Xie Xun understood it to mean something else. Suddenly he was stunned, and even said, "No, that's not the meaning."

Jiang Shuyao didn't catch his thoughts at all. He just took away his purse and weighed it a few times: "Just this, it's far enough. I don't use any delicacies for cooking on weekdays."

Xie Xie was still in a daze because of Jiang Shuyao's remark just now. He didn't say much. He just nodded when he heard the words: "After that, I will pay you money regularly."

"Good." Jiang Shuyao did not refuse.

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In the early morning of the next day, Xie Xun woke up early to eat, and he had already cleaned up before the sky was full.

After Jiang Shuyao got up to have a meal, pretended to have lunch for him, and sent someone to the study, he pretended that he had just finished cleaning and was just about to go.

Not far from the house, I ran into Lin Cheng who was riding a horse and eating bread.

When Lin Cheng saw him, he leaned the horse over and pointed to the lunch box he was hanging immediately: "Look, Bo Yuan, I also brought food today."

Xie Xun nodded.

"When I went back, I told the chef at the house about the kind of food you brought, and after a little thought, they made something similar." Lin Cheng triumphantly, "but the sour and spicy food you brought yesterday I’ve never heard of it, hey, the soup used to serve it is really delicious."

Xie Xun raised his eyelids to look at him indifferently, and said that he shared jelly with him yesterday, and he only picked one chopstick, but he went down half a bowl with one chopstick.

Lin Cheng was still chattering: "Yesterday they all said that the fried food you brought was delicious. This reminds me. I also brought a few fried crispy fish today. When I'm hungry, I have lunch snacks to relieve my gluttony." He finished and watched. Xiang Xiexun’s lunch box, "What about you, what did you bring?"

Xie Xun just said, "It's just ordinary meals."

Lin Cheng believed stupidly.

When it was time for dinner, everyone got up from the table one after another, and the three or two walked towards the dining hall while chatting about affairs.

Lin Cheng took the meat soup and side dishes and complained: "Why is it warm every day? When can I eat a bite of hot rice at noon!"

Xie Xun didn't talk to him, but said to him: "You don't need to get it for me."

"Isn't that possible, I have to eat something, or I would be hungry in the afternoon."

Xie Xun was a little embarrassed: "I brought a meal."

Lin Cheng is still persuading: "Warm is better than cold."

Although Xie Xun believed in the method Jiang Shuyao said to make food hot, he had never tried it. Xie Xun was still a little nervous: "It should be hot."

"Huh?" Lin Cheng still had the fried crispy fish in his mouth, staring at him with wide eyes, "The food I brought in the morning, no matter how hot it is, it will be cold."

Xie Xun took out the wooden box Jiang Shuyao made for him from the lunch box, followed her instructions, poured cold water, covered the lid and waited for the rice to heat up.

The action was dazzling, and he was surprised: "Bo Yuan, what are you doing? Are you doing tricks?"

He intended to tease Xie Xun, but he didn't want the peaceful wooden box to make a creaking noise. The small hole above it burst into continuous heat, and the whole room looked towards this side.

As the rice heats up, the aroma gradually overflows. When the colleagues who have been used to warm and hot rice for many days smelled the aroma of hot rice, they put down their chopsticks and surrounded them.

Xie Xun didn't show up on his face, and he "cocked" in his heart.

When it was almost time, Xie Xun opened the lid.

The thick steam mingled with the scent of rice steamed up, and when the mist cleared, everyone could see the food in his lunch box.

The lunch box is square. There is a wooden board on the right side to divide the box into two. The left side is filled with crystal clear rice, topped with a spoonful of thick fish-flavored shredded pork, brown-red color, shredded pork and carrot, The wood ears are mixed together, the color is rich, and the juice is thick.

On the right, there were a few small pieces of meat with a bright burgundy color. Everyone could not tell what it was, but Xie Xun knew it. This should be the braised pig's knuckles that Jiang Shu has chopped for. The size is just right for a bite. Put it in the mouth and slowly spit out the bones. The appearance will not be too ugly.

The fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl tastes domineering after heating, it is salty and sour and sweet, just smelling it makes you feel appetizing.

Look at the gorgon juice soaking into the white rice, and the plump rice is dipped in the bright brown-red soup, which looks great.

Xie Xun picked up the chopsticks, and everyone's eyes fell on the tip of his chopsticks.

He mixed the rice dipped in gorgon sauce a little, and picked up the hot rice mixed with fish-flavored shredded pork and put it in his mouth. The scorching heat made him almost unable to hold back his mouth and breathed. The mixed rice was stained. The sweet and sour fish aroma, while the salty taste of fish-flavored shredded pork is also neutralized.

The sweet and sour reveals a slight spiciness, but the spiciness is only a supplement. It will not be as stimulating as ordinary spiciness, but will only stimulate the salty aroma of the sour and sweet. After chewing and swallowing, the mouth is full of rich sour and sweet umami.

Lin Cheng was so greedy, and embarrassed to plan other people's jobs, he could only look at him eagerly.

Xie Xun was very uncomfortable being stared at by them, entangled in all kinds of ways, or picked a chopstick for each of them into the bowl, and one of them gave a pig's hoof.

They couldn’t wait to eat the fish-flavored shredded pork rice bowl, and regretted it as soon as they had it. The salty taste only made the vegetarian soup they were holding even more dull, and they seemed to swallow it before chewing. With rice, only the sweet and sour aftertaste is left in my mouth.

Seeing for the children, everyone is already preparing to discuss with the eunuchs to discuss how to improve the lunch. It's okay to eat before. Now looking at Xie Xun's steaming, salty and delicious box lunch, who can bear it?

As they thought, they threw the braised pork feet into their mouths.

This is an ingredient that has never been eaten before. The place where the bones are connected is lean meat. The remaining thick layer is the essence. It is soft but not rotten, fat but not greasy. It is slightly springy, and it feels like chewing. The mellow and strong meaty aroma, the more fragrant, the more chewy and the more mellow.

The stewed pig's knuckles were marinated so delicious, and even the bones were soaked in stew. After eating the meat wrapped on the bones, everyone put the bones on the tip of their tongues and rolled them around before spitting them out with their sleeves.

Just now, the sweet and sour fish scent in the mouth has been replaced by the stew, which is spicy and fresh, with a slight sweetness and refreshing of Chinese medicinal materials, with rich layers and long lasting fragrance.

They turned their gazes to Xie Xun, and some of them had already begun to plan to find out where the top chefs in his house were going to dig, and they had such skills. As for what Xie Xun mentioned was something that his wife had prepared, no one in the room believed it, and Jiang Shu's reputation for being a messenger was very impressive.

Some were still reminiscing about the trotters and asked, "Bo Yuan, what ingredients are they made of?"

Xie Xun swallowed the rice in his mouth and uttered two words very flatly: "Truts."

They were ready to hear the name of some rare mountain treasure, and suddenly they heard the trotters, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Some of the complexion changed and they didn’t know what picture they were thinking of, and they were busy drinking and rinsing their mouths; some smashed their mouths, disappointed to think that such delicious food was made of such lowly ingredients; some thought about going home Let the chef at the house do it too, I don’t know if I will be scolded by my parents...

Xie Xun didn't care what they thought, eating the rice bowl, groaning in his heart, some people didn't deserve to enjoy Jiang's delicacies.

He finished the rice bowl with wind and wind, and even the juice was wiped clean.

This is considered to live up to the food and Jiang's wishes. ,,