"Chen Lang, I want to see your carvings." Fang Yiai made a suggestion with a smile.

This kid has always liked such a beautiful thing since he saw the lifelike rose carving that day. I don’t know what technique Chen An used to create such a beautiful thing.

Now that I have seized the opportunity, I naturally strike while the iron is hot.

The choice of dishes is very easy. Although the types of vegetables in the Tang Dynasty are limited, there are only twenty or thirty types that can be bought in Chang'an City, which is enough to be eaten at home.

However, the choice of staple food is a bit laborious.

During the Tang Dynasty, the planting range of rice was limited and the yield could not keep up. Even a small official like Chen An would not be so easy to eat it every day.

The Tang people, especially the people in Chang'an and Luoyang, liked pasta the most.

But eating noodles every day also makes me feel annoyed.

Chen An untied the cloth bags containing the grain one by one, and suddenly saw a pack of long purple seeds.

His eyes lit up.

Rice!

Yes, yes, this is a grain crop, zhe rice that the Tang people often consume.

Rice has long been extinct in modern times, but in the Tang Dynasty, it was quite popular.

The rice is smooth and refreshing, with extremely high yields and easy to pick. It grows in the fields and on the water shores. It can be regarded as a delicious delicacy in the Tang Dynasty.

In fact, 白白 is the seed of the aquatic plant 白. This plant has not become extinct in modern times, but it has changed its shape.

Chen An suddenly had new inspiration.

At this time, Furong also came to help, glanced at the cloth bag, and said, "We can make carved rice!"

This... is a bit difficult.

The Dichu Rice is of course very delicious, but Chen'an, who comes from modern times, has never seen such things before, and he can't cook them.

What should I do?

In full view of everyone, they were waiting for him to show his skills.

"Furong, you are the one who is good at this eagle, so you should do it." At the critical moment, he finally remembered her.

"Me," Furong grinned and said modestly: "I am here today. I really can't show my skills."

Hey!

You little lady, you are getting lazy.

Is you the master or I the master? I really can't live this life.

Just as he was about to refute, he saw Fang Yiai and said, "Chen Lang, I came here to try your skills. What's the matter if you let Furong do it?"

"Didn't you want to coax me?"

He clenched his fists in his chest, and Chen An had no choice but to do it himself.

The reason why the thing is not seen in modern times is that after the Northern Song Dynasty, wild rice was invaded by black powder bacteria on a large area and could not bear fruit. The stems were enlarged and turned into a very delicious vegetable, which is today's water chestnut.

Because the water chestnuts are plump and refreshing, the rice is gradually eliminated. Since the Song Dynasty, people dug out the water chestnuts and cultivated them on a large scale. By the Southern Song Dynasty, no one could recognize the rice chestnuts, which is really a pity.

Therefore, for Chen An, the rice is definitely a strange food, but the cooking method of plant seeds is similar.

The rice crust is thick, so soak it in appropriate water and wait for an hour before it can be used for cooking.

There were also mutton and fresh mushrooms picked from Furong Wild. Chen An checked it out and they were all plain mushrooms without skirts and were edible.

Chen An was busy with operations, and Fang Yiai was standing beside him, watching his series of operations, and was eager to try it, intending to learn two moves.

"Chen Lang, I think mutton is not as delicious as pork, so I should change it."

Chen An raised his eyes and smiled, "Do you like to eat pork?"

In fact, Chen An didn't like eating mutton very much. It was nothing more than that mutton was the most commonly eaten meat in the Tang Dynasty. He just followed the customs.

Since Fang Yiai asked, of course he had to change it.

Unlike modern times, pork did not become the overlord meat food in the Central Plains during the Tang and Song dynasties.

All of this is because the cooking technology is limited at this time, and if the pig is not slaughtered properly, it will have a fishy smell, which is not easy to remove with the current cooking techniques.

But Chen An had some solutions. He asked Furong to bring the jar of bean paste he bought that day. Fang Yiai helped to uncover the lid and found that the jar was not bean paste, but beanqing.

"What's the point of buying this thing?"

Douqing, as the name suggests, is today's soy sauce. It is already a common soy product in the Tang Dynasty. However, at this time, people still did not recognize its use method and only regarded it as a by-product of bean paste.

"This thing can also be cooked. Look at its dark color, it can color the dishes, and the effect is very good."

"Not only that, the most important thing is that it can also remove the fishy smell of pork."

"real?"

"I've never heard of it before, it's so amazing!" Fang Yiai blinked.

"Chen Lang, you are such a treasure chest, you know everything!" Fang Yiai sighed from the bottom of his heart. He was really looking forward to what Dou Qing could do.

"Just-like tricks."

"Oh, by the way," Chen An added two spoons of sugar to the douqing: "This thing can be called soy sauce in the future to distinguish it from the bean sauce."

"Soy sauce, a good name," Fang Yiai looked at the clear bean soup, thinking that it was taken from the sauce, and it was also a crimson color, and it was indeed collectively known.

The rice has been steamed. Chen An pinched the time and stir-fryed the diced pork, cooked the mushrooms, added several ingredients together, stir-fried with the rice, and the aroma immediately overflowed.

"It smells so good!"

The fragrance of rice was floating everywhere in the small courtyard. Chen An didn't know if it was the same as the Diaohu rice they said, but it was delicious, and he believed that no one would care about such a small matter.

After making the staple food, you can’t relax the side dishes. Fang Yiai is a distinguished guest, so you should not be careless. He made minced meat, eggplant, eggs and spinach, and steamed the fresh sea bass bought by A Qian.

Adding cold dishes such as tofu, it’s enough for two people to have a meal.

In order to satisfy Fang Yiai's desire to watch carvings, he also performed something specially.

This time, he did not choose the hard-hearted white radish, but chose the cucumbers introduced from India only in the Tang Dynasty.

This kind of melon and vegetable was also called Hu Gua in the Tang Dynasty.

Fang Yiai saw that he washed the courgette and removed the head and tail, and asked, "What's the use of this?"

The vegetable, a courgette, has been widely grown in the Tang Dynasty, but it is mainly eaten raw, and many people regard it as a fruit.

Chen An held a knife to cut the cucumber into thin slices, then pinched it into the shape of a flower, and placed it on the edge of the plate. This kind of placing the plate is much easier than carving radish flowers.

Several people sat together, Fang Yiai was a cheerful person and didn't mind Furong A Qian being at the same table with him. The atmosphere at the dinner table soon became warm.

A Qian told a few jokes in the city, which made several people laugh. After drinking for three rounds, Fang Yiai remembered something.

"Chen Lang, I'm really sorry to eat at your house every day. When the old house is off in two days, come to my house as a guest. I'll treat you with great wine and food."

Chen An put down the wine cup and his expression was silenced: "This is not suitable."
Chapter completed!