In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve was called "The Year's Eve" in the Tang Dynasty. Like later generations, the explosive poles were set off on this night. At this time, there were no fireworks and firecrackers in the Tang Dynasty. They could only buy some bamboo and bring them back to light them to burn them, making crackling sounds. They had to stay up all night this night. In the first two years, Wang and Xuan Shijing were two people. In the second half of the night, Xuan Shijing couldn't stand it and fell asleep. As a result, staying up to the New Year became Wang's business.

Xuan Shijing, who was in his previous life, felt that since he grew up, the New Year was getting worse every year. It was not about life, but about lacking the "New Year atmosphere" of his childhood. Xuan Shijing, who came to the Tang Dynasty, decided to regain the long-lost feeling. After all, it is still his childhood now.

In the study, Xuan Shijing gathered Zhong Zishuo, Long'er, Gao Jun, and several people in charge of the Hou Mansion, intending to let everyone have a different year.

Xuan Shijing handed a written purchase order to Zhong Zishuo.

"Uncle Zhong, go to the market to buy all the things I listed. This evening, I will be together for the New Year and gather the people in the house. We will be very lively."

Zhong Zishuo took it and said hesitantly: "Little Marquis, let's stay together at night. After all, there are different identities, so it's not good..."

Xuan Shijing waved his hand: "Uncle Zhong, I understand what you mean. Look at these past years, my mother and me were all two. I fell asleep in the middle of the night. It was so boring that they were alone. During the New Year, we just want to celebrate the festive and happy. Uncle Zhong, you are also from the martial arts world and you like these clichés at any time. The people in the Hou Mansion are all their own family members, and it is nothing to gather together during the New Year."

Seeing Xuan Shijing say this, Zhong Zishuo could only do so.

"Long'er, let's go to the kitchen later. We will take care of the night banquet tonight. Gao Jun, you can arrange it. The maids in the mansion put down their work before the dinner. For the New Year, it's time for a holiday. If there are relatives who want to visit relatives, they will pay more money. If they don't leave the mansion, they will come together to clean up the conference room. We will hold this banquet there tonight." Xuan Shijing said.

The meeting room was originally where all the ministers of the King of Qin Tiance’s residence were gathered for political affairs. Since the King of Qin was changed to the Hou Mansion, it has been idle. The meeting room was a large room, three points larger than the lobby of the Hou Mansion. It is perfect for holding the annual meeting of the Hou Mansion.

"Marty, there is nothing in the conference room, it has been vacant for several years." Gao Jun said.

"Then clean it up, put a few more charcoal stoves, make the house warmer and put blankets on the ground." Xuan Shijing ordered.

"Yes." Gao Jun nodded.

"By the way, have you bought all the explosive poles?" Xuan Shijing looked at Zhong Zishuo.

"Don't worry, Marquis, all these were done before the New Year." Zhong Zishuo said.

"Well, okay, go and prepare, Long'er, come with me." Xuan Shijing stood up.

At sunset, the sound of crackling burning poles sounded intermittently in Chang'an City. The Xuanwei Marquis' Mansion was also lively, and the servants were busy preparing tonight's grand dinner.

In the kitchen, Xuan Shijing directed Long'er and a chef to make dinner and eat for the New Year.

"Little Marquis, there is not much meat on these chicken sternums, what are you doing with it?" Long'er asked, holding a basin of chicken sternum that had been packed and chopped open with a knife.

"This requires some flour, add seasoning and water to stir the flour into a paste, wrap it on the chicken sternum, fry it in oil, sprinkle sprinkle with spices, and then you can eat it." Xuan Shijing stepped on the small stool, skewed the mutton with bamboo sticks in his hand.

"Oh, OK." Long'er began to mix flour according to Xuan Shijing's words.

Xuan Shijing had already skewers a large pot of lamb skewers and asked the chef to take them to the rack to grill them. The so-called barbecue grill was also thought of by Xuan Shijing. He had previously asked the people in the mansion to find a craftsman to melt a large rectangular bronze ware, burn charcoal inside, and make a simple barbecue grill.

In the afternoon, Zhong Zishuo went to the pharmacy shop and bought a large bag of some spices listed by Xuan Shijing. At the beginning, Zhong Zishuo didn't know what cumin was. Xuan Shijing felt that without cumin, there was no barbecue, so he took Long'er to the pharmacy again and asked the shopkeeper to take out all the spices and identify them one by one.

It turns out that cumin is called Anxi fennel here, and it is all roughly processed, far less detailed than later cumin powder. Xuan Shijing could only buy a pack and process it himself.

After grinding all these spices into powder, Xuan Shijing really invested a lot this time. The most expensive thing in the meal was spices, followed by some fruits and vegetables. The cultivation technology of the Tang Dynasty has not yet developed, and there are only a handful of vegetables that can be eaten in winter.

Xuan Shijing looked at the busy Longer and the chef and realized that the dishes were not enough at all. He looked at the flour left over from the chicken sternum, and then looked at the mushrooms in the basket. Another dish, fried mushrooms.

Xuan Shijing brought fried food to Datang in advance. Since it was fried, there were more things to make. Fry the carbohydrate meatballs first. This thing will be stored for a long time in winter and will not be damaged even if it is left for five or six days. Eggplant, now it should be called Kunlun purple cucumber, fry it with some eggplant.

Once you have figured out a way to make it, as long as there are ingredients, you can make everything you can do.

Xuan Shijing must be unable to do anything, so he could only peel a few heads of garlic aside, mash some garlic paste, and dip the fried mushrooms in garlic paste, which was simply delicious in the world.

There are mutton skewers, beef skewers, and garlic cloves. Beefs cannot be easily slaughtered in the Tang Dynasty, but it does not mean that they cannot eat beef. Since the Turks were crippled by the Tang Dynasty, a large number of the cows on the grassland have entered the Tang Dynasty. These cows cannot be domesticated and cannot cultivate the land, and they have become food for border soldiers and wealthy families. After Xuan Shijing finished making the garlic sauce, he started skewers again. Then he remembered that he could move this simple barbecue grill to the conference room.

"Wang Er, stop grilling lamb skewers. Hurry up and stop the charcoal fire in the oven first, and then let someone move the oven directly over. The meat skewers are now roasted and eaten." Xuan Shijing quickly stopped the chef from grilling skewers: "Go and wash the mushrooms, tear them into strips, wrap the remaining noodles in the basin, and fry them."

"Okay." Wang Er responded, removed all the lamb skewers that had not been completely roasted on the oven, and began to fry mushrooms.

Long'er had already fried the chicken shank and poured it into a wooden tray. According to Xuan Shijing's instructions, sprinkled with pepper and cumin powder. In an instant, the fragrance spread throughout the kitchen.

"Little Marquis, it's so delicious." Long'er couldn't help swallowing.

Xuan Shijing smiled. If beer could be brewed now, it would be perfect.

Meat skewers...How can you eat barbecue without peanuts and edamame?

"Long'er, are there peanuts and edamames in the house?" Xuan Shijing asked.

"Little Marquis, what are peanuts and edamames?" Long'er was puzzled.

Didn’t there be peanuts in the Tang Dynasty? By the way, peanuts were native to North America, and Columbus had not yet discovered a new continent.

"There are no peanuts, but edamames, they should be there, they are immature soybeans, with skins." Xuan Shijing knew that the Tang Dynasty planted soybeans, otherwise the soybean sprouts would not be soaked in the pots in the kitchen.

"Mr. Marquis, the soybeans are not ripe. What should I do if I pick them? They are still growing in the fields. The shop owners will plant a crop of soybeans after they harvest the shop owner in the autumn. The adults in the farming supervision said that growing soybeans can raise the land."

"Look for someone right away, go out and pick some, and buy some at the nearest shop house. It doesn't matter if it's a little expensive." Xuan Shijing said.

"Oh..." Long'er nodded foolishly, walked out of the kitchen, pulled a sergeant, and ordered the matter.

The kitchen was busy, and Gao Jun also directed the servants to organize the meeting room in an orderly manner. According to what Xuan Shijing said, the whole room was moved out and cleaned it thoroughly. The floor was covered with thick blankets. In the afternoon, the long and short wooden table was quickly customized in the middle of the room. The wooden table was very large, and there were not many people in the Hou Mansion, with more than 20 people in total, which was enough to sit.

At the four corners of the room, the charcoal fire in the huge charcoal basin was strong, and the whole room was warm and felt extremely comfortable as soon as I came in. In order to avoid carbon gas in the room, Xuan Shijing also specifically instructed Gao Jun to find a few thick bamboos, open up the bamboo joints, put them on the charcoal basin, and lead out of the room from the window.

Xuan Shijing and the servants of the Marquis' Mansion were busy, while Wang was in the house, with her close maid, preparing for red envelopes to be sent to the people in the mansion tonight. The word red envelope was taught by Xuan Shijing to Wang. As early as the middle of the twelfth lunar month, when the mansion was buying New Year's goods, he bought some red silk. Wang used red silk to make some secret bags. At this time, these secret bags were placed on the table, and some copper coins were piled up next to them.

"I didn't expect that Jing'er's Shanpinfang really brought considerable benefits to the Hou Mansion. Now, the nobles in Chang'an have sent people to Shanpinfang to buy some pineapple eggs to eat." Wang said with emotion.

"Yes, madam, I want me to say that this is called good people rewarding. Our Marquis' Mansion treats the village well on weekdays. Look, when the Marquis goes out, he will have this recipe for making pineapple eggs." Wang's maid Xiaoji said while packing the bags: "The red envelopes sent by our Marquis' Mansion this year are much thicker than in previous years."

Wang smiled brightly: "Yes, by the end of this year, the Marquis' Mansion will be more prosperous, and the people in the mansion will also benefit from it." As he said that, Wang began to stuff copper coins into these red secret bags and put them in a tray covered with red cloth.
Chapter completed!