The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Uncle Zhao, look at what you said, there are a dozen bamboo rats, what can I do with them, can I still put them back into this bamboo forest?"

Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes unwillingly. I want to eat bamboo slips, but although this stuff is fat, it doesn't have much meat.

However, looking at Zhao Kun's posture that he would not give up without killing these guys, Cheng Chubi could only drag Zhao Kun aside.

"Uncle Zhao, these bamboo rats, my nephew will go back in a while, cook well, and bring them to drink."

Zhao Kun looked at Cheng Saburo who was standing in front of him with a dazed expression. He didn't say a word for a long time, but in his heart he wanted to find a place to lie down.

Why do you kid want to stuff all kinds of things in your mouth, can you be normal?

"Cheng Saburo, that thing looks like a mouse, can it be eaten?"

"Uncle Zhao, believe in my nephew, turn around..." Cheng Chubi looked around sneakily, pulling Zhao Kun a little further away.

Then the old and the young babbled and crooked for a long time, and Zhao Kun was finally dubious and authentic.

"Okay, take that thing away and deal with it. I'll come and have a look later when I have time."

"But you have to remember, don't make any noise, your majesty is very uneasy along the way."

Cheng Chubi felt relieved, patted his chest and uttered aloud.

"Don't worry, Uncle Zhao, I'm not that kind of person, my nephew."

Zhao Kun ignored him, and was least willing to talk to such a guy who didn't know the least bit of self-knowledge.

When Cheng Chubi saw that Zhao Kun hadn't spoken any more, he assumed that he had acquiesced, and yelled a ticket to accompany him, and moved the three big jars toward Qingyou Pavilion.

After thinking about it, it is impossible to eat so many bamboo rats in one day, but without food, what if a handful of bamboo rats become hungry and thin?

Cheng Chubi squinted his eyes and looked at the dense square bamboo forest.

Then he looked at Zhao Kun, rubbed his hands, and approached him with a smile.

Zhao Kun looked at this serious nonsense guy with a black line on his face.

But it seems that there is some truth in what he said. There are indeed a few bamboos crooked and slanted, and I don't know if the roots of the bamboo have been bitten off by bamboo rats.

Seeing that Zhao Kun was hesitating, Cheng Chubi continued to play with his flexible tongue to make sense.

In Cheng Chubi's words, to avoid your majesty seeing his Fang Zhu dying under his nose and furious incompetently.

Besides, the square bamboo forest with more than a mu of land, there are few bamboos, don't you say, I don't say, who can know?

Although Zhao Kun had some doubts whether this guy was going to take his majesty's Fang Zhu to make bamboo tube rice.

However, considering that this servant has solved the bamboo rat problem for your majesty at any rate, compared to the whole bamboo forest.

Three or five square bamboos, which can't live for too long, are nothing to pay for.

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Cheng Chubi commanded the pros and cons to put the three big jars outside his house. They brought a slatted lid and put it on.

As for the square bamboo taken back, it was directly chopped into bamboo segments and thrown into the jar before closing the lid.

Then he began to sharpen his sword and prepare to deal with those hapless bamboo rats.

Still the old method, Li Ke and Fang Jun also squatted aside happily admiring Cheng Saburo's skillful rat killing skills.

But today everyone did it collectively. Naturally, Cheng Chubi couldn't be too stingy. He killed the four fattest bamboo rats in one go.

It's enough for everyone to eat a round belly, and let people hurry up to get a few catties of soybeans to cook this stuff, especially to make a dry pot.

Soybeans will be more fragrant, and the soybeans will become very crispy after being refined with oil.

After bleeding and shaving the skin, chop it into a few large pieces and throw in the **** and spices.

He threw the bamboo rat into it and started to cook it. This thing has to pay attention to heat.

It can ensure that the skin is chewy and chewy during frying.

Brother Cheng Chubi began to play bamboo cards next to the bubbling cauldron, which was mainly for the convenience of watching the fire.

The smoke is curling up, the cards are popping...

It's no longer a table of bamboo cards, but a table of three, Cheng Sangen, Li Ke and Fang Jun.

The three guys also formed two tables. As for the rest of the staff, something needs to be done.

Some are washing vegetables and cucumbers, and some are processing other ingredients.

Although there are signature hard dishes like bamboo rats, you still have to eat some fruits and vegetables to be able to have a balanced diet.

What's more, everyone can't squat with a plaything to lose their ambitions, and they are easily criticized.

After all, everyone is a person with identities, even if you go to Jiucheng Palace for a vacation as a vagrant~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you have to put on a state where everyone is busy.

After playing a lot of cards in a row, Cheng Chubi opened the pot and poked his chopsticks. With a little effort, he could penetrate the skin and meat of the bamboo rat. The heat was just right.

Next, he set aside the card, and Chef Cheng started his first bamboo rat cooking after he arrived in the Tang Dynasty.

Every good ingredient cannot be produced without a good chef carefully and seriously.

Be diligent, must be diligent, put your concentration and seriousness on the ingredients.

Accurately control every heat, even every spatula, it's best to be just right.

The time when each seasoning is mixed into the pot is also striving for perfection. This is the essence of cooking.

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Just when Cheng Chubi wanted to sway his sweat and cook in the hot summer,

Li Mingda, the little cutie, decided to leave the Great Hall and embark on her food journey on the grounds that he was going to treat him to the emperor's grandfather.

And Li Shimin and Empress Changsun are playing against each other at this moment, and the eyebrows you come and go are killing me completely.

Hearing the cute words, I couldn't help but hesitate.

It is worthy of the little padded jacket of his father, Li Mingda obediently said to his mother's eldest grandson.

"Mother, are you accompany Daddy here? Only when Daddy plays chess with you will he be happy."

Hearing what the girl said, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel warm. He really deserves to love this girl so much.

Empress Changsun was a bit embarrassed. After all, she was not relieved to let Li Mingda go to the Xianheng Palace where the Supreme Emperor lived alone.

"Mother, let Hu Shang Palace take me over. If Hu Shang Palace leads the way, mother, don't worry."

Hearing this, Li Shimin also nodded. "Then let Hu Shanggong lead Xiao Sizi to his father's place."