The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

Listening to the drama until now, it is really hungry in the middle of the night.

The county magistrate Zhu Wenjing heard that His Majesty wanted something to eat and hurriedly said: "The minister ordered people to cook some food.

Emperor Hongzhi shook his head: "Did I say that, I want to eat this dried fish."

"You don't have to bother the cook anymore. You've fallen asleep in the middle of the night. It's better to ..." Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhu Wenjing: "Can the Qing family cook?"

Zhu Wenjing shook his head hurriedly: "The gentleman is far away from the kitchen, how can he ... how can this be?"

Emperor Hongzhi said indifferently: "Wen Yansheng, the former governor of Ningbo, is proficient in this way. I think he is also a gentleman."

Zhu Wenjing: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Where is the kitchen, following the clan ..." He cheered up and seemed to have a keen interest in the family's trivial matters.

Zhu Wenjing was surprised, dumbfounded for a moment, but at this time he had to lead the emperor Hongzhi to the kitchen.

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Wen Qing's family can cook, I also want to try, come, and give me a fire."

Fang Jifan only carried the dried fish to the side and said nothing.

But Zhu Wenjing was horrified and said: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty ... Your Majesty's body of gold, how can ... such a thing can be done."

Such things as cooking, in the eyes of the scholar-bureaucrats of this era, belong to the non-influential work, Zhu Wenjing is obviously anxious, he thinks that this is your self-practice, is it your intention to show his dissatisfaction?

He is nothing more than a small county magistrate, located in a remote place, and that is what people are. The emperor who stood above him, for many people, has been sacred, as if he did not eat fireworks on earth, always sitting on the plaque of the ancestral ancestor. The clay sculptures underneath are like fireworks, and there is no humanity.

Just like Ye Gong is a good dragon, when the dragon really appeared in front of him, Zhu Wenjing gave birth to a horrified heart. Oops, the emperor still had supper in the middle of the night.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned, and looked at Zhu Wenjing strangely: "I am a body of gold, can't my stomach be hungry, and don't eat something when I'm hungry? Eat, don't cook, what's the reason?"

Zhu Wenjing was stunned.

Seeing the Emperor Hongzhi directing Xiao Jing to make a fire, he also pulled up his sleeves and looked like he was eager to try.

Suddenly Zhu Wenjing's neck stretched out, as if he had made a lot of determination, and said awe-inspiringly: "Your Majesty, the prince ... The prince can do it for you."

Emperor Hongzhi said: "Don't Qingqing not cook?"

Zhu Wenjing stretched his face and said, "Yes."

Emperor Hongzhi smiled and said, "So, is Qing Qing bullying?"

"This ..." Zhu Wenjing smiled bitterly: "The matter of cooking, even if it is, can't show people, otherwise it will inevitably be laughed by people. Chen Wan died."

Fang Jifan also considered this person.

In order to show that he can do the work for him, Zhu Wenjing suddenly began to get busy and said: "Your Majesty, there is a lot of inconvenience at night, and it is not suitable to eat too much. Why don't you cook a porridge, then use dried fish to send porridge This porridge needs to be boiled over low heat, but ... I ’m afraid I ca n’t wait now, so I have to cook it with a violent fire. This dried fish ... "

He took the dried fish from Fang Jifan's hands, lifted his sleeves, took a kitchen knife, chopped onion and garlic, chopped, and washed the dried fish, Fang Jifan told him to put more chili .

He cooked the peppers again, chopped the peppers with excellent knife skill, first soaked the peppers in oil, and burned the oil pan on the other side, and then took the main dish and accessories and picked up the pot Come and stir fry back and forth, saying: "These dishes need to be sautéed with fierce fire. If the heat is not enough, the taste is not enough.

So, the wind blew straight under the stove, and the fire jumped. The red oil mixed with chili in the pot boiled and spattered. Zhu Wenjing raised the pot with his hand, and there was a flame in the pot. He borrowed the fire and his hands were flying. , Xu Kungfu, and then cover the oil pan, the crackling in the pan is hot oil boiling, he exhaled: "Okay, you can put out the fire."

Let's just open the pot, put onion and garlic, blended with Shaoxu's vinegar, and said: "Fry this dried fish, don't put too much salt, be careful." He squeezed his hands, only slammed Some salt was thrown in.

Then the golden fried fish was put on the pot.

At this moment ... the aroma of the dried fish began to overflow.

Emperor Hongzhi has been standing and watching silently for a while, but it is a bit ignorant.

Obviously, this Zhu Wenjing said in his mouth that he would not cook, but he only looked at his means, I was afraid that he was still a ‘wizard’.

At this time, Zhu Wenjing said: "Your Majesty, this spicy dried fish is not suitable for eating now. One is that the porridge is not yet cooked. Second, the other dishes are best eaten while the dried fish is not necessary. When it's cold, it's served with porridge, but it tastes a little bit more. I urge your majesty to move and take a rest in the hall. There is a lot of smoke here, and you can use the meal after a small hour. "

Both Emperor Hongzhi and Fang Jifan were dumbfounded.

This person, listening to these words, knows ... very good.

Is a personal talent.

Emperor Hongzhi nodded and returned to the hall with Fang Jifan. After waiting for half an hour, a dish of dried fish and hot porridge was delivered.

Fang Jifan said first: "Your Majesty, be careful, and try the poison first."

So he picked up the chopsticks, took the dried fish first, and ate it on the hot porridge. First, he felt that the tongue had a spicy taste, and then the chewy dried fish neutralized the porridge water, and the taste between the mouth and teeth was more intense.

At this point the stomach was a bit hungry, and suddenly felt appetite.

When Emperor Hongzhi saw the incense eaten by Fang Jifan, he also took chopsticks.

The meal in the palace is the same as the moderation emphasized by the scholars. It is always salty, not light, not spicy or sweet. The reason is that if it is too sweet and spicy, it will make your people dislike it. Sin.

But if the taste is just right, or if it is not bad or not, although it has no power, it has nothing.

This is the survival instinct of the chefs.

So the sudden spiciness caused Emperor Hongzhi to eat it suddenly, and his tongue was greatly stimulated. After a while, he was sweating and flushed.

There was a sense of discomfort throughout the taste buds, and Emperor Hongzhi quickly mixed the porridge to eat dried fish.

But after the taste passed, I felt somehow unable to stop.

"It tastes good." Emperor Hongzhi exclaimed, and then continued to sweat, continued to eat porridge, and actually had the feeling of eating a side stove.

Especially the dried fish, full of chewy, coupled with this spicy taste, it is very enjoyable.

After a bowl of porridge was exhausted, Xiao Jing handed over the veil, and Emperor Hongzhi wiped his sweat, feeling a little more contented, and couldn't help laughing: "Qing's family said he didn't understand the kitchen, who would still be an expert."

Zhu Wenjing looked ashamed, very ashamed and angry, and said quickly: "Chen ... Chen ... Chen is also helpless."

"Helpless?" Emperor Hongzhi gave Zhu Wenjing a strange look.

Zhu Wenjing hesitated, and finally said: "The court's salaries are really meager. With such a small amount of money, they still need to bear the expenses of the bearers, cooks, and chores. Although there are occasional filial pieties, there are some silver, officials I dare not take it. On the one hand, I ca n’t bear to exploit people. On the other hand, I also have some money. It is inevitable that I will be controlled by people. But how can I support the ministers with these salaries? Some of the money and food from home was barely enough, but it was just the unnecessary expenses of the cook, but he dared not use it, so ... the minister has always been ... making his own fire. "

Emperor Hongzhi was very surprised.

Dignified parents and officials have to rely on sending money from home to barely support themselves? Not only that, but this ... can't afford a cook?

Emperor Hongzhi could not help looking at Fang Jifan: "Does Ji Fan hear about this?"

Fang Jifan was not surprised at all, saying: "This salary is set by Emperor Taizu Gao. At that time ... In fact, it was already somewhat meager, but the depreciation of the silver price over the past hundred years plus the cause of inflation In fact ... Although occasionally there are some measures to improve the salary, it is all a matter of salary, and even the current salary and salary, compared with the emperor Taizu Gao, the inflation is eliminated, and in fact, it is actually higher than the emperor Gaozu. It ’s going to be tough. "

Emperor Hongzhi was dumbfounded: "Since it's impossible to open the pot, why is there no one playing?"

Fang Jifan embarrassedly said: "Here ... the subtle people's hearts are involved. If they are bad officials, they have no other source of money, and they can't even look at this little salary, even if it is a show, and the court has increased the salary, it is limited For them, it does n’t make much sense, so it ’s left to their own hands. But if it ’s a good official ... Everyone has determined to be a good official. Of course, they disdain to raise money and other unethical things. They do n’t talk about money. , Just eat bran pharyngeal. "

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

Emperor Hongzhi seemed to spend a lot of brain cells to digest what Fang Jifan said.

He sighed for a long time: "I didn't think of it ... Zhu Wenjing, how much money will you send to your family to support you as an official."

"Not much." Since they all said it, Zhu Wenjing didn't hesitate any more, and said truthfully: "It's probably about twelve silver money, but ... If you are an official, you always need a car to go out, and you need to hire some people. So ... "

Emperor Hongzhi was clear ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then he said to Fang Jifan: "Before, why didn't you tell me?"

Fang Jifan couldn't help vomiting, his majesty didn't talk to me every day about frugality and bragging about how to save money, I dare to mention this?

Of course, Fang Jifan couldn't say what he said in his heart, so he smiled and said: "Chen Wan died."

"It seems that this matter also needs to be discussed with Liu Qing and others, first discuss and discuss, and then come up with a feasible method." Emperor Hongzhi picked up the tea pot, sipped the tea, and then said: "This fish Dried is very tasty. The inner court does not have such a delicious food. The clear soup and water in the imperial dining room are not as good as dried fish. The person named Zhao Er is quite conscience. I ate his dried fish. He should not be allowed to lose money and wait for me to drive back to the palace and order people to give away 100,000 gold. "

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