"Old Zhao, do you have any connections with Dorgon? I want to meet him."
Old Zhao was shocked and hurriedly advised: "This can't be done. Now the three brothers can't protect themselves. The reason why Huang Taiji didn't touch their brothers is just because of Daishan's restraint. The hatred between them is as deep as the sea, and sooner or later they will have to fight.
You live and die."
Zhu Zhu said: "It is because he is in danger now that he is easy to contact and approach. Daishan is as stable as a mountain, but the icing on the cake is like providing help in times of need."
Lao Zhao admired him in his heart. This young man was only fifteen or sixteen years old, two years younger than Dorgon, but he had such insight and courage. His future prospects were really limitless.
"The three Dorgon brothers, because the concubine was forced to be buried, everyone is avoiding them like the plague. No businessmen are willing to rely on them. It is a good opportunity for you to invest in them now. If they want to strengthen their power
, if you want to take revenge, you cannot do without the support of businessmen."
The hatred between the three of them and the four great Baelors is as deep as the sea. The hatred for killing their mother is irreconcilable, and the hatred for seizing the throne is painful to the bones. They are now hiding in the shadows and licking their wounds, just because their brothers are not strong enough.
Zhu Zhu calculated that the master had no time to take care of Jiannu's affairs now. All his energy was focused on solving the Mongolian issue, but he could work on something within Jiannu.
Since this is a wolf's den that encapsulates the law of the jungle, the investment must have a huge return. As long as there is internal chaos within the slaves, the threat to the Ming Dynasty can be greatly reduced.
Old Zhao pondered and said: "There is a young man in our store. His father works as a cook in Dorgon's mansion. But the cook can't speak and is usually busy in the kitchen."
The servants of this era, except for the master's entourage and close bodyguards, had no chance to see their master.
Zhuzi rolled his eyes and said, "I do have a good idea..."
Three days later, Dorgon invited Azig and Duoduo to his house to eat hot pot. Among the nobles in Jianzhou, hot pot is a common type of banquet. Manchu hot pot originated in Jianzhou in the Ming Dynasty. The characteristics of their hot pot eating are:
Use three kinds of meat, including pork, beef and mutton, to serve the noodles at the same time. Add other vegetables. Use chicken stock as the soup base.
The three of them were sitting on the South Kang, eating happily and talking about the topic of the DPRK.
At this time, Manchu houses were equipped with Kangs on three sides. The Western Kang was for worshiping gods. You could not sit or lie on it. When you were a guest in someone else's home, you should especially be careful not to touch the Western Kang. The North Kang was for sleeping, and the South Kang was for entertaining guests and eating.
To the east is the stove, commonly known as Luoquan Kang.
Today, the Kunning Palace in the Forbidden City is also set up in this way.
"Fourteenth brother has done a good job. This time he sent troops to Chahar and made great achievements. It's even harder for Bage to touch us. As long as we don't give Bage excuses and accumulate strength, sooner or later we will make a comeback." Azig said. He
He is the twelfth son of Nurhachi.
Dorgon was the fourteenth eldest, and Duduo was the fifteenth.
Duduo took a bite of the meat and said, "Brother Twelve is right, Brother Eight and Brother Two are already quite old. Even though we brothers are young, even if we have twenty years, we will survive them to death."
Dai Shan was forty-six years old at this time, and Huang Taiji was thirty-seven years old. In this era, life expectancy was generally short, not to mention the bitter cold land of Liaodong. Nobles like them did not lack meat, but most of them had a heart if they ate too much meat.
Vascular disease. Cold weather is most likely to cause sudden death.
Duduo is only fifteen years old, so naturally he is not afraid of spending time.
"Yes, we just need to be stable and not get involved in anything. Do more and you will make more mistakes, do less and you will make fewer mistakes, and if you don't do less, it will be good. We have made a contribution this time, so we will stay dormant for a while. Let the four Baylors fight on their own first. Let's
Just watch with cold eyes." Dorgon said in a low voice with a sinister look on his face.
Azig said: "I think Bage can't bear it anymore. The four Baylors sit together facing north and south, and they are in charge of the government. They are simply stepping on his face. Now Mang Gurtai, a reckless man, has been arrested by Yang Fan.
Zhenglan Banner's entire army has been wiped out. The balance of the four Baylors has been broken. Myna is a little ready to make a move."
Dorgon said: "The most uneasy person right now is Daishan. He is the strongest and poses the greatest threat to Bago. Amin, a villain who betrayed his own mother, now runs to Daishan every day. He is also panicked.
.”
Azig said: "Even if Bage takes care of it, he will not touch the second brother first. Daishan is too strong. He will definitely take care of Amin first. But, judging from his temper, he will also find out Amin's fault first, and then
I will take action. Otherwise I will not be able to convince the public."
At this time, the maid came to serve the food on a wooden tray. There were two porcelain plates on the wooden tray. On them were meat rolls as thin as cicada wings. The fat and thin textures alternated, and they looked like wood shavings. They were very beautiful.
As soon as this plate of meat came up, the three people were surprised. In this era, the shabu-shabu meat was cut by hand. There was no way to cut it so thin. It was also rolled into a tube. The only way was to freeze the meat and then cut it.
Will keep the shape.
But now, spring has begun, and there is no way to freeze meat. How this was done suddenly surprised the three of them.
Azige picked up a thin piece of mutton roll with chopsticks and put it into the hot pot. After it changed color, he took it out and put it into his mouth. The thin mutton melted in his mouth. He ate it with satisfaction immediately.
Duduo said: "Brother Fourteen, have you changed your cook? Last time we came here, we didn't have such good knife skills. The cut of this meat is almost transparent when viewed against the sun."
Dorgon picked up a piece of meat and looked at the sun, but his expression changed.
"Who cut this meat? Is there someone new in the kitchen?" Dorgon asked.
The maid knelt down in panic, lowered her head and said, "It's Old Wu from the kitchen. Old Wu is the old man from the kitchen. He has been working in the house for more than three years."
"Fourteenth brother, what's wrong with this meat? Is there something wrong with it?" Azig looked at Dorgon strangely and asked.
"What a sharp knife!" Dorgon said.
Only then did Dodo and Azig realize that such thin slices of meat could only be cut with a very sharp knife.
"Go and bring Lao Wu and his meat-cutting knife." Dorgon put down his chopsticks and said. His expression could not be seen from his gloomy face. The maid trembled and hurried down to call for someone.
After a while, Lao Wu came.
Dorgon is familiar with this person because he is good at roasting whole sheep.
"Master, I don't know what your orders are." Old Wu was a little scared and didn't know what to do with him.
"Well, Lao Wu, did you cut this piece of meat?" Dorgon asked slowly and logically.
"Master, this meat was cut by a slave."
"How do you cut it so thin and keep its shape?"
"Master, this is to freeze the mutton in the ice cellar, and then use a carpenter's plane to roll it out. In this way, the mutton rolls will be as thin as wings. And each one will be the same thickness. It will be easy to put on the plate.
Beautiful.”
Dorgon nodded. This explanation was very reasonable. It was impossible to cut the meat so thin without freezing it. And what he used was not a knife, but a carpenter's plane. Dorgon had seen a carpenter use a plane to process wood, and he immediately imagined it.
After a moment, he saw the scene of pushing frozen meat with a planer. Then he nodded.
"Old Wu, show me the plane." Dorgon said.
Lao Wu quickly handed the plane to Geshiha who was standing under the kang, and Geshiha handed it to Dorgon.
Dorgon turned the plane over and gently touched the edge of the knife with the pads of his fingers. He gasped. What kind of iron was this? The knife made out of it was so sharp. It was almost as sharp as his own saber.
