Ancient Foodie Survival Guide

Jiang Shuyao brushed a layer of pastry on the long tongue-shaped dough on the chopping board, evenly smeared the flavored minced meat, used the tip of a knife to make a few strokes on the dough, rolled it up, and pressed it into a pie.

Xie Xun walked over with his hands behind his back: "What kind of cake is this?"

"Guogui." Jiang Shuyao's subordinates kept running, neat and tidy, "I'll make them for you."

Juntun Guokui, a traditional Sichuan snack. The origin can be traced back to the Three Kingdoms period. At that time, the army used dry food to fill up their hunger when they went out for drills or marches. The pot helmets were easy to carry and tasted much better than ordinary dried buns, so they gradually became popular.

Juntun Guokui can be eaten alone as a staple food, or served as a side dish with hot and sour noodles, rice noodles or fat intestines. The taste is crispy and full of meat.

Jiang Shuyao made several in a row, planning to eat slowly tomorrow.

Set up a frying pan to burn oil, put on the pancakes, the hot oil blisters around the noodles, fry them slowly on low heat, and then pick out the pancakes when the pancakes turn light golden.

At this time, the inside of the pangui is not yet fully cooked, only the outer skin becomes golden and crisp, with a long scent of shortbread.

"Tomorrow morning I will ask the maid to put the pot helmet in the kiln for baking. Remember to bring it when you leave."

This is the essence of the pangui. After being put into the hearth and slowly baked, the outer skin still retains the crispy fried, but the inner is very soft.

Layers of soft noodles are sandwiched with chopped minced meat. The fragrant does not see the meat. The tender noodles and the fragrant minced meat are integrated, fresh but not greasy.

Xie Xun was full in his belly. Although he was a bit greedy, but not hungry, he nodded and said, "Okay, thank you very much."

He didn't leave until Jiang Shuyao fryed the last cake before leaving with satisfaction.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Xie Xun got up, took the rabbit skin bag prepared last night, swayed through the door of the moon cave, and came to the small kitchen. The maid waiting by him immediately opened the earthen kiln and took out the pot helmet for him.

The freshly baked pangui butter fragrant, the heat wave of the earth kiln caught the tempting smell of meat, Xie Xun thought, and asked: "How many have you baked?"

The maid replied: "If you return to the Lord, the madam let you bake six."

Xie Xun joined his palms together: "That's good, I'll take one on the way to eat, and then take the two."

The maid smiled when she heard the words: "The madam planned it this way. She let the grandfather eat one, put on two, and then bring one for the elder and the second."

Listening to the first half, Xie Xun raised the corners of his mouth, and heard the second half before he even smiled.

"What do you bring for them?" Xie Xun was unhappy. Although he is his own brother, his brothers also have to count...cakes.

The maid was taken aback by his cold face, and quickly lowered her head respectfully: "The lady said that if the elder and the second elder refuse, it will be fine to bring it back. Anyway, the pot helmet will be more delicious."

Xie Xun "hmph" sneered, sternly: "They won't refuse, it's not bad if you don't just rub two more cheeky."

The maid did not dare to answer, and Xie Xun didn't want to embarrass her. After the maid wrapped the five pot helmets in oil paper, Xie Xie installed his own, and reluctantly took three pot helmets and went out.

The maid stopped him: "Master, Madam also prepared a water bag for you to bring."

Xie Xun said strangely: "I have a water bag."

Another maid came from the small kitchen and handed the water sac to Xie Xun and said, "Master, the water sac is filled with soy milk that the lady asked the servants to grind."

Xie Xun felt the temperature outside the water sac, and his heart felt warm. It was a good day to marry a wife.

He packed the water sac and packed three oil paper bags to the front yard to meet his two brothers.

Xie Lang Xie Li saw the oil paper bag Xie Xun was holding and knew that he had found it cheaper, so he quickly took it and asked Xie Xun to convey their gratitude to the third sister-in-law.

As for the reluctance on Xie Xun's cold face, they just pretended not to see it.

They had also planned to go to the market to buy biscuits, but the leather bags they brought just came in handy.

Through the oil paper bag, you could smell the scent of butter and the salty smell of pepper. The two couldn't help but sigh from marrying a wife to having a daughter. They didn't know how the two were connected.

Xie Xun controlled the horse to be wide from the three of them, silently gnawing the pot he was holding on his hand, and weighed the bag with the pot he was in the sleeve, finally feeling comfortable.

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When the morning meeting began, the morning light began to dawn, and after some rituals, the sun gradually came up.

The official uniforms are generous and thick, with embroidered birds, elegant and magnificent. It looks good, but dressing is not the same thing.

Lin Cheng was standing next to Xie Xun, languished by the sun, and his legs began to numb. He twisted his body slightly, and saw that a dear man on the side took out the water bag, and then sneaked out the water bag.

How to drink water carefully without being noticed is a difficult task, but Lin Cheng has experience.

He lowered his head, and quickly pulled out the plug by lifting his sleeves to wipe the sweat, squeezing the body hard, taking a sip of clean water, and taking a sip, which immediately felt a lot more comfortable.

He put down his sleeves, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xie Xun also moving.

Xie Xun's posture was much more calm than his, and even the movement of raising his sleeves was handsome and elegant. When Lin Cheng thought he was really wiping sweat, he saw him take out the water bag from his sleeve.

The cap of this water bag is a bit strange, Xie Xun unscrewed it, and after unscrewing it revealed a reed tube inside.

Lin was extremely surprised when he saw this, yes! Why didn't he think of this method, his face was sour after a sip of water just now.

Xie Xun held the reed tube in a graceful manner and took a few sips of soy milk leisurely.

The cold soy milk is still sweet and mellow, with a fresh aroma of beans. After a few mouthfuls, the irritability and heat gradually disappear.

Lin Cheng leaned a little to Xie Xun's side: "Bo Yuan, what are you drinking?" He always felt that he could not drink water!

Xie Xun replied in a low voice: "Soy milk."

Lin Cheng said, "Leave me a bite later."

Xie Xun didn't expect that he was also greedy for soy milk, and suddenly worried about the pot helmets on his sleeves.

However, Jiang Shuyao's soy milk was cooked really well, it was sweet and thirst quenching, and the aftertaste was long. Thinking of eating it with pot helmets later, his mood was a lot more happy, and it was not so boring to stand dry.

As the sun rose, the prince of the Kingdom of Fanbang stepped out of the hundreds of civil and military officials to pay tribute to the emperor.

At this time, the majesty of the court was dissipated a little, and it was replaced by excitement.

The old deep-fried dough sticks of the officialdom and the small deep-fried dough sticks are heart-stirring-the meal is here.

It was almost noon at this time, and everyone had been hungry long ago, their clothes rubbed and rustled, and they each took out their food.

Some have pastries, some have biscuits, and some have sugar buns...

Xie Li was at the top, dressed in a diadem, embroidered with emblems on the official uniform, and wearing a gold sword, majestic and majestic.

The official standing behind him was suppressed a bit by his solemn aura, and looked at him sneakily, for fear that he would see his own little movements.

Fortunately, Xie Li was just looking ahead. They felt relieved. Just as they were preparing to move, Xie Li moved his arms slightly.

Everyone paused, squinting at him.

Xie Li looked up at the emperor's ceremonial guard on the high platform, frowned slightly, and the shallow wrinkles on his brows deepened, and his expression became more serious.

Everyone could not help but feel ashamed. Yes, the foreigners came to congratulate me and Fanbang offered gifts. This was to show my power and prestige. How could they even be hungry?

As expected of Master Xie, he really restrained himself and returned to courtesy, and he was a role model for my generation.

With this kind of sun, Master Xie still doesn't move... Well, Master Xie moved.

The majestic and Surong Master Xie lowered his head, leaned into his sleeve, and then took out an oil paper bag from the sleeve.

He calmly retracted his hand and covered it with his sleeve, his posture still upright, as if he had never made any small movements.

Everyone:......?

Xie Li opened the oil paper, and the ghee fragrance instantly overflowed.

He posed calmly, raised his sleeves and wiped his sweat, and gnawed at the pot helmet with a "chacha".

The remaining temperature is still there, the outer skin of the pangui is crispy, and the mouth is crumbly, and the shortbread is full of fragrance when chewed.

The inside of the cake is rich in layers, layered on top of each other, the inner flesh is thin and soft, the minced meat is finely chopped, the taste is not much different from the soft dough, and the meat is full of flavor but can not chew the meat.

The noodle aroma of the cake is melted into the minced meat, and the oily aroma in the minced meat is also melted into the dough after baking. The pepper noodles are put on enough to remove the greasy and fishy, ​​and the tongue is crisp and numb.

After the first bite, I can't stop it anymore. One bite after bite, the peppery aroma of pepper and the smell of meat are combined, and the mouth is full of fragrance. After eating, there is a faint numbness in the mouth and endless aftertaste.

Across the distance, everyone could hear Xie Li’s "Chacha Kacha" gnawing, sniffing, and smell the faint scent of pastry and meat in the air.

The official next to him looked down at the duck pancake in his hand. The crust was sticky with thick oil, not only not fragrant but greasy, but after the duck meat inside was warm, there was only a fishy smell and no fresh meat.

Hey, the pancake in my hand suddenly doesn't taste good.

Xie Xun in this room also finished the first pie, and the taste was so gluttonous that it was drooling.

He pressed his breath and called Xie Xun: "Give me a bite." To please, "I brought mung bean cake, sesame cake and peanut cake."

Xie Xun said: "You keep your voice down."

"You can give me something, Bo Yuan, I won't call you if I eat it."

Xie Xun said helplessly: "Why do you keep rubbing my food?"

"Xie Boyuan, you are not such a stingy person."

Xie Xun groaned in his heart, without comment, hesitating to take out another pot helmet, and whispered: "How can I give it to you?"

"When the emperor starts driving, you can give it to me."

Xie Xun responded, and when the emperor gave him a ride, when Baiguan left, he stuffed Lin Cheng with the pot helmet.

Lin Cheng couldn't wait to hold him on the spot, crying, crying, "Really my good brother", because of the seriousness of the occasion, he endured it.

After taking a bite of the crispy and fragrant pot helmet, he finally couldn't hold back, lowered his head and moved and said: "Bo Yuan, if you are in trouble in the future, I will help you even if I give up."

"...You can expect me to be better."

Lin Cheng shut up and continued to chew on the pangui.

He was used to the mutton biscuits at the end of the alley, and eating Jiang Shuyao at this time, he couldn't help but sigh that the biscuits can still make this kind of taste.

The oil on the outer skin is baked dry, leaving only the smell of oil, no greasiness, the meat inside is fresh and numb, the lean meat is tender, the fat has been roasted, and the oily fat is immersed in the soft and mellow dough. Delicious, delicious and delicious.

After he finished eating, when the surrounding officials were about to be annoyed by his Ruoyouruowu voice, he said, "Bo Yuan, do you have a cousin in your wife's house?" The voice sounded a little shy, "If yes, if yes Like your wife, I would like—"

"Heh." Xie Xun chuckled, interrupting his daydreaming, "Lin Wenrao, you never want to eat from me again.",,