When the wheat cakes were cooked, Mrs. Gong San ordered them, dipped some soup on them, and then called everyone, "Eat it, their sheep scorpion chooses the best sheep spine from a sheep, the meat is of the best quality"
The best thing is that there is still spinal cord inside, and it comes out with a little push. It absorbs enough soup, and it is most delicious."
Manbao and the others also took action.
Yin You looked at this, then that, and finally picked a smaller piece and tasted it. There was no mutton smell at all. Just as Mrs. Gong San said, the meat was very delicious.
He had a weak spleen and stomach, so he chewed his food slowly. By the time he picked out the spinal cord, they had already eaten the second piece of meat. Mrs. Gong San said: "In addition to meat, wheat cakes are also delicious. They are dipped in soup and contain both meat and meat."
It’s fragrant and has the freshness of wheat aroma, and it’s not greasy at all.”
So everyone ate pancakes, and Yin You also took a piece of pancake. Then Mrs. Gong San asked those who still wanted to eat meat to take out the meat. The shopkeeper poured soup in, and then took a basket of vegetables and two plates of chopped vegetables.
Give them thin slices of meat.
Mrs. Gong San said: "This is their family's soup made from sheep bones. After eating the sheep and scorpions, we can still eat the pot. In fact, this is the best time to eat in the cold winter months, but it's a pity..."
Mrs. Gong San shook her head, shook her thoughts away, and said with a smile: "But there are few vegetables now, there are only radishes and some cabbage, so everyone can make do with it."
But even so, everyone was very satisfied, especially the soup was very good. After Man Bao drank a bowl, a wave of warmth spread from the inside to the outside.
Man Bao put down his bowl with satisfaction, but was reluctant to put down his chopsticks. He picked up the slices of meat and cooked them in the pot with them...
In the end, everyone, including Yin You, ate to their heart's content. Except for Yin You, everyone else was full.
After Manbao finished eating, he muttered: "Don't do this next time, overeating is not good."
Bai Erlang muttered: "You say this nine times out of ten, but next time you still overeat. Who else can do it every time except Yin You?"
Yin You ignored them and solemnly thanked Mrs. Gong San for her hospitality.
Mrs. Gong San was also full and waved her hand: "Mr. Zhou saved my life, isn't it just a few meals? If you come to Xiazhou next time, I will treat you to a meal. Well, in fact, roasted yellow sheep is also good.
Eat, but they are wild and difficult to catch. If you stay long enough, I will ask my son's father to take you deeper into the grassland, maybe you can find it. In fact, the yellow sheep that have just entered autumn are the most delicious.
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She swallowed hard as she spoke, and said: "The yellow sheep at that time were fat, and the meat was very tender. Brushing it with a layer of honey and roasting it, the taste..."
She thought about it for a moment and said, "It's no worse than the sheep and scorpions we ate today."
Manbao couldn't help but be fascinated, how delicious it was.
Bai Shan also felt that Mrs. Gong San was a fellow traveler, so he started planning, "Actually, if we go to the Western Regions, we will most likely have to pass through Xiazhou."
Man Bao and Bai Erlang laughed and said, "We can supply supplies in Xiazhou then."
Not only did Mrs. Gong San treat them to sheep and scorpions, she knew that it would be difficult for them to travel at this time, so she prepared some ingredients for them, including dried meat and marinated lamb legs that had been left outside to freeze and were particularly strong.
She said: "I have never traveled far, but my child's father often goes out. When he goes out, he likes to bring marinated lamb legs. If he gets hungry on the way, he can just cut off a piece of meat and grill it. It is very convenient.
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Man Bao was stunned, "Then you have to bring a baking pan."
"No need," Mrs. Gong San waved her hand and said, "Just ask your guard to bring a broad knife, and then bake it on the knife."
Bai Shan and the others thought about it for a moment and realized that it was true, "So it can still be like this."
So after returning, they stared at Yang Heshu.
Yang Heshu asked helplessly, "Just tell me if you have anything to do. I'll go find you in the morning. I heard someone said you went out to keep an appointment."
Man Bao quickly said: "Mrs. Gong San invited us to dinner again. Senior Brother Yang, how many people will you bring with you to Beijing this time?"
"Just take Wanda."
"Ah, does Manda use a sword?"
Yang Heshu: "...Wan Tian is the one who takes care of my daily life. What does he use the knife for?"
Seeing disappointment on the four people's faces, he said: "But this time you people from the Imperial Hospital and the Imperial Medical Office will also go back. The Yamen will dispatch some personnel to escort them, as well as the officers and soldiers from the Dali Temple. Those with swords will not
It will be less."
Man Bao became happy upon hearing this and accepted the leg of lamb sent by Mrs. Gong San with confidence.
Yang Heshu didn't know that there was a leg of lamb wrapped in leaves in the box containing the ingredients. He said goodbye to Mr. Cui early in the morning, touched Brother Qi's head, and led the people from Taiyuan Hospital out of the city.
He didn't need to worry about returning to Beijing. All these matters were arranged by Dali Temple.
This time, Dali Temple sent an imperial edict to investigate the affairs of Xiazhou, and then sent Yang Heshu and Niu Cishi and his son to the capital.
Yes, Niu Kang, who was still alive, was also asked to enter the capital. Compared with his father, his treatment was not better. Although he was not shackled, he was still under the supervision of officials from Dali Temple, and he was accompanied by the free Zhou Man and others.
People are completely different.
Near noon, the motorcade stopped. Mr. Zhao from Dali Temple asked everyone to stop for half an hour, have a meal and drink some water.
Man Bao jumped off the carriage and started to let out the wind with his hands and feet. At this time, there was still a lot of unmelted snow in the forest, which made a crunching sound when people stepped on it.
She couldn't help but stamp her feet, leaving dirty footprints on the white snow. She looked around and ran away feeling guilty.
Doctor Lu felt cold, so he had someone go pick up firewood, and then pulled out a few sticks of charcoal they brought with them to light the fire. He hunched his neck and shouted to her, "Mr. Zhou, didn't you bring a leg of lamb? Why don't you take it out and roast it for everyone to warm up?"
warm up."
Man Bao refused, "It's only been half an hour and the skin isn't even cooked yet. It's boring. Let's bake it at night."
Sure enough, she kept her word. When they stopped at the inn in the evening, she took out a leg of lamb and grilled it. Because there were too many people, she didn't need a big knife, and one leg of lamb was not enough to share with everyone.
Niu Kang sat aside and watched blankly. He would have disliked it before, but these days he was treated differently. Even if his father wanted to take care of him, his food and drink were worse than those of his peers. Now don't
It was said that it was a roasted leg of lamb, and he might be a little greedy for roasted wool.
Man Bao glanced at him and saw that there were more than a dozen pockmarks left on his face, which was really not good-looking. In fact, even if those dozen pockmarks were removed, he would not be considered good-looking.
She shook her head, ate a piece of roast mutton and asked vaguely: "Dali Temple brought him to the capital like this, does your majesty want to hold him accountable?"
Bai Shan thought for a while and then shook his head and said: "It is impossible to ask him about his crime. After all, he is not a court official. He said he raped Hu Ji, but in fact there is no evidence of this. As for the matter of contracting smallpox, he was not
Intentional, the most you can do is hate him, but he can't hold him accountable, his fault may fall on his father, and Niu Cishi is even more at fault."
He said vaguely: "It depends on how well Feng Zongping and others spread their gossip."