In the third year of Jinglong's reign, Wei Juyuan paid homage to Zuopushe, and Zhongzong stayed in Wei Mansion.
Wei Juyuan was a master who flattered the rich and powerful. When the emperor came, he had to prepare a delicious meal for him. So he went to great lengths to prepare a banquet, and very girlishly recorded the recipes in his diary, which passed down through generations.
The "Roasted Tail Food List" that has been passed down to this day.
Yu Jian turned over the ancient books obtained from Guan Shanyue with gusto. Later generations interestingly recorded Wei Juyuan's life in the book, and also listed some exquisite recipes for the tail-burning feast.
Emperor Wu kept a low profile and kept a low profile, ruling the legacy of Zhenguan in the prosperous age, making Luoyang the capital, and establishing Wu Zhou. However, his son Li Xian was a man who only wanted to eat, drink, and have fun without making progress, and spent all day playing around with his ministers.
But it was this era that pushed the food culture of Datang to an unprecedented climax.
Later, Xuanzong succeeded to the throne and ordered the abolition of the tail-burning feast, which brought an end to this extravagant lifestyle.
Closing the ancient book, Yu Jian closed his eyes and meditated. Each era has its own unique characteristics, so that it can derive food that suits the era. Zhongzong was extravagant and liked to eat all kinds of game, bear paws, and deer antlers. He was afraid that he would eat from heaven.
There are people who will try their best to get stars.
But nowadays, many ingredients are no longer easily available, and some are also listed as rare. It is probably even more difficult to reproduce the dishes in the Shaowei Banquet.
"Alas..." She sighed and opened her eyes. There was endless confusion in her eyes. Her wish was to bring the delicacies of the Tang Dynasty back to this world, but she was afraid that this long road would still be endless...
"Sister?" Yu Yuan knocked on the door and came in, interrupting her thoughts.
"What's wrong?" Although the little guy's legs have healed, he still missed the beginning of this year's elementary school and continued his life in the kindergarten class.
He has been depressed recently because his little friend Zhang Meimei has already packed up her schoolbag and entered the elementary school campus, while he is half a head taller than her and is still in kindergarten. This guy is at odds with Yu’s mother over this matter
, I went on hunger strike for several meals.
Yu Yuan climbed onto her bed in a familiar manner and touched her stomach resentfully: "I don't know what's going on, but my stomach kept growling just now. Maybe I can't bear it anymore."
Even saying he is hungry is so artistic.
Yu Jian looked at him funny and joked: "Aren't you on hunger strike?"
The little guy was so melancholy that he sniffed and said, "I have dealt with this matter from beginning to end. It's not my fault, so why should I abuse myself?"
"What's wrong with you? If you hadn't been naughty enough to climb a tree, would you have broken your leg? In the final analysis, it's still your problem!" Yu Jian nodded his little head and lectured him.
Yes, yes, yes! You are right! Yu Yuan shook his head along with her gestures, and his sister didn't stop for a while, so she could only move to the side and asked again: "When are you going to cook for me?"
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Yu Jian was almost laughed out of anger by him, which made her look first-rate. She glanced at Yu Yuan with her hands on her hips, a slightly cruel stepmother-like smile on her lips, and said conspiratorially: "Want to eat? Make it yourself...
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Yu Yuan stared blankly as his sister opened the door, walked out, and then the door was slammed shut.
What happened? Where was the promised brother-sister relationship? Why did it disappear??
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It’s almost Mid-Autumn Festival again.
This year, the family reunited. Although they left Raoxiang, everyone was very happy inside. Yu Jianguo took advantage of the time when the shop was closed to organize the whole family to make mooncakes.
Yu Jian gathered opinions from all parties and planned to make some old-fashioned northern meringue mooncakes in addition to the southern mooncakes that her family loved to eat.
The sweet stuffing was made from five kernels, bean paste and jujube paste, and the salty stuff was made from salt and pepper peanuts.
Huang Nuan and Chen Xinyi also came to join in the fun. They washed their hands and put on their hats, and solemnly helped Yu Jian knead the dough.
Making puff pastry is complicated, and Yu Jian was afraid that the two of them would cause trouble, so he just picked some simple tasks for them to do. He mixed milk and flour, then added powdered sugar and ghee, and beat until slightly white, then continued to add egg liquid and mix
After it is evenly mixed, slowly sift in the milk powder, stir to solidify, and knead into a ball.
There is no need to rest the puff pastry dough, just make it into small balls and then put the fillings directly into them. Yu Jian pressed the dough into a cake with one hand, and took the filling ball handed over by Huang Nuan with the other hand. With her fingers flying, she put it into the mold and pressed it.
The small and cute mooncakes are ready.
Yu Jianguo and Yu Jianping were responsible for baking moon cakes. They moved the big oven out of their home, connected it to the electricity and fired it one after another. At the end of the day, the sweet smell of dough filled the whole yard.
Yu Jian looked at the neatly stacked bamboo baskets on the shelf and couldn't laugh or cry. The Yu family was obviously very busy. It looked like there were at least one or two hundred of them, right? How could they finish the meal just by relying on their own family?
"Ajian, you can sell it in restaurants! This mooncake is so delicious, I'm sure it won't sell!" Huang Nuan took a bite of the thin and soft cake crust. The bean paste inside is sweet and delicious, which is better than
I don’t know how delicious the ones sold outside are!
Yu Jian pondered: "If you don't want to sell it, how about we give it to the diners?" Since the opening of Yu's restaurant, it has relied on the support of the diners. Some of them came diligently and became familiar faces. Occasionally, they can chat when they are free.
Two sentences.
We are friends from all over the world, and business depends on steady flow.
Yu Jianping raised his hands in agreement: "I agree." He is responsible for most of the things in the front office, and he has a clearer understanding of the world of people than Yu Jianguo.
As a result, these small pastries were sealed in the pockets and placed in gift boxes. They suddenly became the new star of Yu's restaurant before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Ah! It's actually a meringue mooncake, and it's an old-fashioned one!" Yang Jianxin took the box from Zhou Xiaoyan and opened it hastily. A seductive aroma wafted out, and he shouted out in surprise. For an authentic
For a northern kid, the mooncakes he ate most when he was a child were meringue ones. He poked the surface of the mooncakes through the transparent packaging bag and found that they were indeed soft and soft.
"What stuffing is it?" If it's five kernels, he won't eat it. He doesn't like sweet stuff.
Zhou Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him, and some of them were picky about their food: "The top box is a mixture of five kernels, bean paste, and jujube puree, and the bottom box is a mixture of salt and pepper peanuts." She then offered several more boxes, "The one you have is for Tang.
The chef’s, yours is here!”
Yang Jianxin immediately quit: "What? You Yujia Restaurant still have double standards??" Fortunately, he is still a loyal fan of Yujia Restaurant, isn't it worth giving him two boxes alone?
Zhou Xiaoyan piled all the boxes into his hand, waved her hand and turned to leave. A word came from a distance: "You and your father are the same family. Your father has already taken back your share..."
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Yang Jianxin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Dad! Have you finished all the mooncakes from Lao Yu's house?!"
Father Yang looked at the last small round ball left in the two boxes, which was engraved with auspicious cloud patterns and two small words "peanut" in the lower right corner. He swallowed half of the mooncake that he chewed in his mouth.
, a rhetorical question.
"What mooncakes? Yujia Restaurant has mooncakes??"