The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 95: Nanban BBQ

Yun Yanhui is learning the Miao language.

This is due to Zheng Ping's request. After she told Yun Yanhui about her life experience, she felt that the stone in her heart fell. Not only did she tell Yun Yan Hui a lot of Yunda's deeds, but she also wanted to teach Yun Yan Hui Miao language.

The work on the demolition office side, Yun Yanhui had written a rough plan and submitted it to Yulan after he had conceived it, indicating that this matter must be a long-term battle. After seeing it, Renzong agreed.

Therefore, Yun Yan was not in a hurry to return, and spent her spare time learning languages ​​with Zheng Ping.

Although Yun Yanhui is half of the Miao ethnicity, he grew up in a Han settlement since he was a child, and he didn't even know he had Miao ethnicity. However, he learned the Miao language faster than Zheng Ping expected, and repeatedly said that it must be because of blood, and she should have taught Yun Yanhui long ago.

Yunyan thought back to herself, is it because I have strong learning ability?

If he wasn't strong at learning, would he not be chased by Zhao Yuchu when he was a child? I think that Zhao Yunchu worshipped him only because he was very good at studying Buddhist scriptures...

Because she was learning the Miao language and Zheng Ping had asked Yun Yanhui to give Yun Pusi some ideas for changing careers, Yun Yanhui also made several trips to Yun Pusi.

When Yun Yan went back there to be a guest, Yun Pusi and the others invited him to a meal.

Originally, the Miao people were very enthusiastic, not to mention that they knew that Yun Yanhui was originally from the same clan and came to help them, so they were even more enthusiastic.

They really aren't particularly rich. After all, Zheng Ping borrowed the money for their turnover before. Now that the weather hasn't warmed up, they spend a lot on buying charcoal. The dishes on the table are relatively simple, and there are only four dishes in total, which are vegetable soup, fried bamboo shoots, mixed noodles and Hu spicy soup.

The mixed noodles are considered a staple food. Yunyan returned to a bowl. The noodles should be hand-made, slightly wider and rough in shape, but after mixing with oil and sauce, there is a golden luster. It also exudes the smell of lard and is adorned with a little sour radish, which makes people very appetizing.

"Is it mixed with lard? It's delicious." Yun Yan's eyes lit up, "It seems that there is no such thing in Beijing."

At this time, the conditions were ordinary, so they could afford animal oil, and with their conditions, it was probably because Yunyan came back that they put so much oil into a bowl.

"There are similar, but the taste is very different," Yun Pusi introduced, "our sauce is specially made, it's an old recipe."

"It's oily but not greasy, it's delicious." Yun Yanhui took another piece of bamboo shoots, took two bites, and asked in doubt, "This is... bitter bamboo shoots?"

The great gourmet Su Dongpo once praised the bitter bamboo shoots as "the sweetness of the bitter bamboo shoots, and the sweetness of the rock honey." I remember that the Guangdong and Fujian regions especially like to eat it.

Yunyan had eaten raw food, and it was so miserable that she had no friends. But as Su Shi said, the aftertaste after bitterness is also delicious. This bitter bamboo shoot can be regarded as a mountain treasure.

Only, Yun Yan was puzzled, "Is this bitter bamboo shoot born early enough?"

It stands to reason that it should be produced in late spring and early summer, but it is still early spring, and the weather is extremely cold this year.

"This is the bitter bamboo shoots produced last year," Yun Pusi introduced. "After pickling with a special method, it was sealed and preserved until now. In this weather, there are still no fresh bitter bamboo shoots."

Yunyan's eyes widened in surprise.

This is an era without all kinds of advanced antiseptic measures such as preservatives. With their methods, they can keep bitter bamboo shoots for up to a year? It tastes very refreshing, white and tender, not like ordinary pickles at all? This is simply amazing!

These days, everyone is racking their brains to eat vegetables in winter, all kinds of pickles, and greenhouse vegetables. It's a pity that greenhouse vegetables always look a little wilted.

Yun Pusi looked at him and stammered: "Why, what's wrong, I really didn't add anything strange, eat it, it'll be fine..."

Yunyan replied: "..."

"I didn't mean that!" Yun Yan looked back at him, "You have this skill, yet you are still so poor?"

Yun Pusi scratched his head, "What kind of craftsmanship is this, there are so many delicious food in Bianjing."

Yun Yan looked back at him, thinking in her heart, it was probably not only because they were not confident, but also because they didn't have a way to sell it. At this time, people's impression of Miao people was still too rigid.

Yun Yan returned to ponder for a moment, and said, "Let's not say anything else, our Kaifeng Mansion canteen actually needs vegetables in winter - but, I have to avoid suspicion, and you probably didn't store much last year."

Yun Pusi nodded vigorously, "Brother Yan, what can you do?"

Yunyan replied: "I think the lard mixed noodles is also very special. I think you might as well set up a stall in the night market and sell fried vegetables. At the same time, you can sell this mixed noodles. In the future, you can have enough bitter bamboo shoots. Come up, it's very hot."

The so-called sautéed dish is actually a barbecue.

That's right, I can make a skewer at this time...

It's just that the taste may not be as rich as later generations.

"Next year, if you make more bitter bamboo shoots, you can sell them to public chefs in other departments. Don't worry about sales." Yun Yanhui has dealt with other yamen because of several jobs, and she knows it well.

Yun Pusi is not very confident, "I'm not very good at cooking vegetables... I just need to mix noodles."

"It's not enough to mix the noodles. You can cook the sautéed vegetables, and I will come to help you order the dishes." Yun Yan took it back, thinking about what kinds of skewers she could have.

At this time, the barbecue is still relatively monotonous, just roast beef, sheep, chicken and fish, and there is nothing new. Like there are no vegetables, how delicious are eggplants and leeks when grilled! Including palm treasure, butter, yellow throat, hairy belly and other very hot barbecue ingredients in later generations, they have not been applied.

Yun Pusi and others are very grateful. Although Yun Yanhui is of the same family as them, no one is obliged to help others. Yun Pusi also said very firmly that the proceeds would be allocated to Yun Yanhui at that time.

Yunyan smiled back: "Are you sure you can make money?"

Yun Pusi said embarrassedly, "I've heard about it... Brother Yan, you are amazing."

"Haha, everyone's surname is Yun, you're welcome." Yun Yan pondered for a while, "You can give 20% to my mother, and she doesn't have to repay the working capital she lent you, it will be regarded as a shareholding."

The money actually accounts for 20% too much, mainly due to Yun Yan's ideas.

However, since Yun Yanhui got out of the poverty line and could basically eat whatever she wanted, she has no desire for money, and is more concerned about the fun and fulfillment in her work.

But the Miao people are very sincere. If they don't take a penny, it will be a kind of torture to their hearts. Forget it.

Yun Pusi really looked relieved, "Okay, okay, okay."

……

In the evening, Bao Zheng was working in his study when he suddenly smelled a strong fragrance that rushed into his mind.

Although he had already eaten dinner, he couldn't help swallowing...

What is this?

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and then Yun Yan returned: "Master Fu Zun, do you want special services?"

"..." Bao Zheng hesitated for a moment, then stood up and opened the door, only to see Yun Yanhui holding a plate in his hand, inside it was a large number of bamboo sticks, on which were strung all kinds of meat, vegetables, oil The light shines brightly, sprinkled with a lot of chopped green onion and spices.

"This, this is..." Bao Zheng found that he couldn't help swallowing again.

Although I haven't eaten it yet, what it looks like is really fascinating.

Yunyan smiled back thief, "Fu Zun, my old watch is setting up a stall at the night market, this is the dish they made, I brought some to the house to distribute to my colleagues, even if it is propaganda. , I hope everyone will take care of business more in the future."

What could be more effective than advertising in Kaifeng House?

Building word of mouth here is equivalent to radiating most of the city of Tokyo. Now who doesn't know that Kaifeng people are raising their food every day, and they are getting more and more picky.

"Your old watch?" Bao Zheng wondered, "People from the Zheng family set up a stall?"

Yunyan replied: "No, it belongs to the Yun family!"

Bao Zheng has always been told that Yun Yanhui is a single-parent family, but think about it, even if his father dies, there are still relatives, but maybe the relationship is not that close and he doesn't move around often. These days, relatives who live far away do not move around very often.

Moreover, Bao Zheng's mind was taken away by those sautéed vegetables. He stared directly at a bunch of grilled leeks, "Leeks... Are they also simmered..."

This leek is also oily and very green, looking cute and delicious.

Not only leeks, but also many other vegetables and meats, which Bao Zheng could not even think of, these can also be used for roasting.

"Fu Zun, take a break and make some skewers." Yun Yan pushed him back and invited him to make skewers very warmly, "Come on, try this butter. This is a little bit on the tip of the beef breast. Fatty meat, a cow is only a few taels of butter, does it taste a bit like beef tendon?"

The taste is really soft and chewy, salty but not bitter, Bao Zheng only felt that the saliva was secreted more.

"And pig lungs... This is the tip of the wing, the yellow throat..." Yun Yan returned to the introduction one by one. He was overjoyed. He was already full, and he was so happy to see Bao Zheng being tempted to temporarily put down his official duties. Skewer.

"The flavor is unique!" Bao Zheng couldn't stop eating, and he didn't forget to praise him.

Yunyan Hui sat next to him and looked at him with his face in his hands: "Fu Zun, the stall is located in the Zhouqiao Night Market, right at the end of the bridge. It is opened by Miao people, which is very conspicuous."

Bao Zheng: "Hmm." The old watch who forgot to care about how Yun Yan returned was from Miao.

Scenes like this appear everywhere in today's Kaifeng Mansion.

It has been around for so many years, but for the first time, everyone thinks they can go crazy for it!

——It turns out that simmering vegetables should do this! That's enough flavor!

Everyone feels that the door to a new world has been opened.

It was also from this night that for the people of Kaifeng Mansion who often needed to be on duty, there was another mantra: "Go, let's go!"

The name barbeque has gradually replaced sautéed vegetables, which are more used to describe barbeques on formal tables.

And Yunpusi and their Miao people have become a ready-made memory point. Even if they have a cottage, they don't worry about their authentic status. They don't need to establish any brand names anymore. Anyway, everyone will look for them. Nanban BBQ.