The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 21: Hanja soup water shuttle flower and fenugreek

The monks of Daxiangguo Temple were successful and officially established, which made the monks very happy.

These monks, in addition to getting up early every day to chant sutras on weekdays, because the various industries in the temple include fields, such as vegetable gardens and orchards, a considerable part of them have to be cultivated by themselves, and the rest can not be completed before hiring people , so ordinary monks are not so leisurely.

If you become a lay preacher, then you have another job, just like those monks who are assigned to manage various industries. It is also a job. Of course, storytelling in Washeri is much easier than farming, and it has to be said that it is a good department.

Knowledge allocated money to set up a table for them to celebrate on their own.

The money was naturally given to Yun Yanhui. Now everyone gradually understands that although Yun Yanhui is young, he can be the master, so they come to encourage him to buy some wine and meat.

There are many monks who have relapsed their precepts, and it is clear that he has not brought Yunyan back to eat pork before - although he has not eaten it himself.

However, this can only be regarded as a secret that everyone knows, and it is still despised by decent people. It doesn't seem very good to blatantly eat meat and drink at a celebration banquet.

Yun Yan hesitated for a while. After all, everyone had been working hard for a while, so they still went to buy wine and meat, and didn't dare to ask the cook outside to cook, so Zheng Ping had to cook and pack a few dishes.

The chicken is a chicken in the bamboo forest raised by herself. Yun Yanhui has a unique craft. Now she pretends to be a monk who learned it and taught it to Zheng Ping.

Boil the clean chicken until it is half cooked, remove the water and cut into pieces, stir fry with oil, then add salt, vinegar, wine and other seasonings and simmer until it tastes good, so that the chicken is salty and slightly sour, and still It has a fragrant aroma of wine, and it is especially crispy.

If you don't open a restaurant, most people basically don't have such craftsmanship. First of all, there are not so many chickens to practice.

There is also a fish soup made of river fish. The fish is marinated with salt and ginger, steamed for a while, peeled into shreds, and cooked with mushrooms, bamboo shoots, and scallions in chicken soup. You can choose to add balsamic vinegar or not according to your preference. , sesame oil and other seasonings.

The pork will be sent to the pig slaughtering house for roasting, and there will be no leaks there.

A variety of other appetizers, fruits, soups are readily available, and the wine is rice wine from outside. Shuang Yi and Zheng Ping brought the dishes together, while Yun Yanhui warmed the wine and poured it for everyone.

"Everyone has been working hard these days, but fortunately, the hard work has paid off. The abbot has already disclosed that there will be some incentives." Yun Yanhui said slowly.

"Brother Yan is the hard work." Everyone was so embarrassed to take the credit, and hurriedly raised a drink to toast him, "Thank you for your kind words in front of the abbot, otherwise this is not just our share. Where did the reward come from."

Anyone who has the ability and will bring everyone to eat meat together is naturally liked and respected by everyone.

Not to mention what the reward this time is, even if it hasn't been announced yet, everyone knows it. Buddhist precepts stipulate that monks are not allowed to accumulate private wealth, which is collectively consumed by the monastery. That is to say, when the economy of this dynasty was so developed, only some monks were able to do business and save money for private houses, and they were more relaxed in this regard.

The abbot will definitely allow them to take part of the income from the washe, such as a reward. It is difficult to stipulate death, so it is better to treat it as a reward for them.

Yun Yan Hui took a bowl of mung bean soup, "The younger brother will replace the wine with soup."

Because Yun Yanhui was young, everyone didn't ask him to drink wine. After drinking a glass of it, they picked up vegetables to eat. They had never tasted Zheng Ping's craftsmanship, but the next time they ate it, they just found it very flavorful, and even said that the taste of the chicken simmered in wine had never been tasted before—instantly exposed the fact that monks usually eat meat. .

There is no soup in this dish, it is all locked into the meat along with the flavor of the ingredients, and when you bite into it, a rich umami burst out in your mouth.

Although the fish soup is not a particularly good fish, after all, fish is more expensive now, but the cooking is meticulous and it is extremely delicious.

The monks ate a mouthful of oil and couldn't stop using their chopsticks.

Hui Chong said: "Junior Brother Yan, even we have rewards. You must have it there. I think you might as well ask the abbot to take down the oil mill in the temple."

"That's right, the oil mill has a lot of money. If you don't have the capital right now, let's put it together for you. You can borrow the less from the Changsheng Treasury." The current reputation can still be borrowed a lot.

"Hey, the oil mill is too eye-catching. Brother Yan and Mrs. Zheng's orphans and widow mothers will inevitably be envied by people."

Everyone gave Yunyan back their ideas, so that they could ask the abbot for some favors.

Yun Yan Hui waved her hand, "There are few people in the family, so let's forget it. Thanks to the concern of the brothers, it is clear that the Master and the abbot have been very concerned about our family over the years. I don't think about it, and the abbot doesn't either. Maybe treat me badly."

What this means is that everyone just cares about him, so they all nod and say yes.

Yun Yanhui also thought about making a workshop or something, but he still felt that he was too young, and there was no help at home. This type of method of making money was not feasible and the risk was too great. Forget that his mother's unknown family may still be eyeing in the dark.

What's more, Yun Yanhui is also more inclined to understand Bianliang better, understand market rules more thoroughly, and accumulate more human beings. In this way, everything in the future will be answered in one voice. Unsuccessful reasoning.

Otherwise, when it comes to making money, he has a lot of theory in his head. For example, bamboo paper has become popular among literati in the past two years, but it is basically imported from the south, and there is a transportation cost.

There are bamboo mountains in Bianliang, and Yunyan has the method of making bamboo paper in his mind. When he interviewed the inheritors of ancient papermaking skills, he even did it together. And metaphor.

However, this requires a lot of labor, and all have to be trained to master the skills. After that, it takes a lot of thought on how to keep the industry, so Yun Yanhui never considered it, which is really not his strong point. .

Naturally, Yun Yanhui has some considerations in mind. Now he wants to show the abbot his ability. If the abbot is sure, he would prefer to be a temple fair administrator who gets paid every month.

It is also said that Cao Cao, Cao Cao is coming, Yun Yanhui was thinking, Xiaobao ran over and said: "Brother Yan, the abbot is here."

Xiao Bao was playing outside, and when he saw the abbot appear from a distance, he came to report.

The monks stayed for a while, then all stood up, "Isn't the abbot coming to see us?"

“Would you like to take the food and drink?”

"Wait a minute, if you're looking for us, it's impossible not to tell us in advance, maybe you're just passing by." Yun Yan analyzed it and said calmly, "Let me go out and have a look."

The monks watched him go out expectantly.

Yunyan went back to the outside, just as the abbot was approaching, he greeted him with a smile, and sang hello: "Hello, abbot, where are you going?"

"The first seat has something to do with me, Brother Yan, I heard that you are hosting a feast today, where will you eat?" The abbot asked with a smile.

After hearing that, Yunyan didn't come to her own house, she said at ease: "Just eat at home."

"Alright, what kind of food do you eat?" The abbot asked again.

Yun Yan Hui is not good at lying, after thinking for a while, she replied: "There are dishes such as Prajna soup, fenugreek vegetables, water shuttle flowers and so on."

"Oh," the abbot responded absentmindedly and whispered to him, "Actually, I am also looking for you. Now, I have received some posts from several noble families in Beijing who want to ask the common people to speak. The monk came to the door, what do you think?"

"This is a good thing. It's not the same as the masters in the temple who come to practice as masters and teach Zen." Yunyan smiled secretly in her heart, but if she has the ability to teach Zen to the dignitaries, there are not many people in the temple, it's not like As the saying goes, monks can be cultivated in batches. Come to think of it, this is another business opportunity!

The abbot knew what to say. When he said this to Yun Yan, he didn't really want to ask him for advice. He smiled and said: "Then you will come with me to see the details, and call some prudent disciples to the door. Also, I think this vulgar monk can be expanded a bit, and you will bother to look at people."

"Yes, Abbot." Yun Yan replied seriously.

"Then you have a good meal, I'll go to work first." The abbot exhorted and took two steps, but he thought that something was wrong, and looked back at Yun Yanhui, "Panjian soup? "

Yunyan returned a zhang away and gave a grinning bow. Knowing that the abbot is awakened, what Prajna soup is actually wine, Chuanli vegetable is chicken, and the water shuttle flower is actually fish. It is the name that the monks used to deceive themselves when they broke the precepts. It is not widely spread nowadays, so the abbot failed to react.

The abbot didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pointed at him a few times, "You, it's just today, don't let anyone find out!"

"Don't worry, the abbot." Yun Yan looked back at the abbot, opened and closed one eye, and hurriedly responded with a smile.