Blanch the duck blood, sauté the onion and ginger until fragrant, cook the bean paste and vermicelli together, and sprinkle with chopped green onion, coriander and chili oil when cooked.
The soup base is made from whole duck and is fragrant and delicious. It is combined with the tenderness of duck blood, the chewiness of duck gizzards, the softness of duck liver, the crispness of duck intestines, and the chewy vermicelli soaked in the soup.
Full of praise.
"This vermicelli is delicious."
Mrs. Zhang was at a loss for words and didn't know what language to express it in. She could only say it was delicious over and over again.
"It's so well cooked that my teeth feel comfortable eating it."
It didn't expect that humble mung beans and duck blood that no one wanted could be used to make such delicious things. If not for Miao Ya's ability, anything in her hands would become a delicacy in the world.
The duck blood vermicelli soup received unanimous praise from the Shen family. Even Father Shen ate an extra bowl. His broken leg was still not healed and he lay in bed all day with no appetite. This soup is fragrant, smooth and appetizing. Father Shen likes it.
Incredible.
"The ones made by Lao San will definitely sell well!"
Father Shen is right, vermicelli is a must-have food on modern people's dining tables, and everyone doesn't like it.
At first, this group of students couldn't accept duck products. When they heard that duck blood and duck intestines were put into the soup, they all flinched. After all, they all looked dirty, and no matter how poor they were, they wouldn't want to eat them, let alone this group of students.
A delicate student.
It was just because of everyone's inexplicable trust in Jiang Miao that someone ordered one first, picked up a piece of duck blood with his eyes closed and swallowed it fiercely.
His eyes lit up in the next second, "It's so fresh and smooth!"
He couldn't stop eating. Someone was performing a live mukbang show, but others couldn't stand it anymore.
"Lady Jiang, give me one!"
"I also want!"
"Put more chili oil in mine."
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Boss Shen and Mrs. Wang were very busy, but they had smiles on their faces. This duck product is cheap, and they made more money today than ever before. Just selling this duck blood and vermicelli soup can make five taels of silver every month.
Well, the couple settled their accounts and felt a little moved in their hearts.
"Little lady, give me a bowl too."
Mr. Wei waited for the students in the stall to disperse, and he walked over to Shiran with his hands on his back.
He usually doesn't have any hobbies, he just loves to eat. He originally thought that he would not be used to being a cook after leaving the capital, but he didn't expect that he had only been here in Furong Town for half a month. Not only did he not lose weight, he was obviously a little fatter.
"Here, you know if you can get used to eating duck food. If you like it, I will give you more."
Jiang Miaoduo cooked some vermicelli. Although this old man is thin, he has a huge appetite.
Mr. Wei is delicious and not picky about food. The duck is delicious and the vermicelli is soft and chewy. He thinks it tastes better than the banquets in the palace.
Mr. Wei drank all the soup.
“What are these fans made of?”
He has eaten so many noodles, but this is the first time he has eaten noodles.
"Made from mung beans."
"Oh? You can make such delicious food with just mung beans and duck products. The little lady is very skillful."
Although he knew very little about common things, he also knew that mung beans were cheap and duck products were considered dirty and no one would buy them.
"In fact, many things that are usually not eye-catching can be delicious as long as you master the cooking skills. Moreover, these things are cheap and everyone can afford them."
"Um."
Mr. Wei thought thoughtfully, if these dishes were promoted, it would not only add delicious food to the Yan Dynasty, but most importantly, make more people full.
The previous emperor was dissolute and immoral, content with pleasure, the previous dynasty's treasury was empty, and the people were in dire straits.
Less than five years after the new emperor ascended the throne, although the court was temporarily stable, the people's lives were still poor. If the people's lives could be improved, it would be a blessing for the Yan Dynasty.
After eating delicious food and in a good mood, Mr. Wei returned to the academy and continued to watch the students' homework.
Yuelin Academy is one of the four major academies in the Yan Dynasty. Since its establishment, it has attracted countless outstanding students.
There were many excellent articles in the homework that had been handed in before. Mr. Wei stroked his beard and nodded slightly. The students in this class are quick-thinking and full of wit. They also have insights into current political issues, but their arguments are still a little immature.
After reading most of it, Mr. Wei felt a little disappointed.
Although these students were excellent, they were not extremely talented, and they did not make him want to take on a disciple.
However, this Sun Hao is good.
Mr. Wei looked at his article with admiration. This article was about how to view the development of the imperial army.
The late emperor favored treacherous and sycophantic men and harmed loyal and good people, causing villains to commit evil acts. The court was deserted and the treasury was empty and unable to raise troops. The soldiers were sent back to their hometowns and returned to their fields with their armor removed. However, they were invaded by the Huns and the borders were lost. The late emperor was ignorant and incompetent and lost the hearts of the people.
After the new emperor came to power, the border was temporarily pacified, but the Yan Dynasty was in ruins, and the new emperor was hesitant to reduce his military strength.
Sun Hao's article directly named the army as the guarantee of strong national strength. Only when the country is stable can it achieve better development. Not only should it not be reduced, but it also needs vigorous support. Training between farmers and fighting in the army during wartime can not only reduce the pressure on the court, but
It can also develop military strength.
"Good, great!"
Mr. Wei clapped his hands and applauded. Now the court advocates emphasizing civility over military affairs. The Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War are fighting fiercely. The pressure on the emperor has doubled. If he is allowed to read this article...
"Call Sun Hao!"
Mr. Wei was very excited. He had not met a junior who was so agreeable to him for a long time.
After Qiu Wei, he would personally take him to the capital.
"Mr. Wei really wants to see me?"
Hearing Fuquan's reply, Sun Hao couldn't help but be happy.
"Master, this is still fake. Mr. Wei's servant is waiting outside."
"Okay! I'll change my clothes and come right away!"
He knew... Mr. Wei would definitely fall in love with him.
But thinking that it was Shen Yanqing's article, he looked disgusted and said, "It's bad luck."
But no matter what, he is the only disciple of Mr. Wei!
Sun Hao wore his most cherished silk and satin gown. This silk satin cost a thousand taels of silver per piece, and the Linglongge family only got half of it. Mrs. Sun doted on her son and gave it all to the best embroiderer to make him a gown.
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Mr. Wei waited for a moment and felt a little calmer. When Sun Hao followed the boy in, he looked at the "flowery" student in front of him with frivolous eyebrows and a cunning look on his face and frowned.
Although he didn't like to judge people by their appearance, this person's appearance was far different from his article, and Wei Lao lost his heart in accepting disciples.
"Are you Sun Hao? Did you write the treatise on military affairs?"
Sun Hao was nervous and tried his best to calm his breathing, his sleeves were wrinkled by his grip.
"It was written by a student."
"Well, how did you come up with it? Do you have any other countermeasures against the imperial court's garrison? Tell us in detail!"
Sun Hao couldn't answer. He looked at Mr. Wei's sullen face, disappointment flashed in his eyes, and his whole body was worried.
Sun Hao's lips trembled, "Mr. Wei, I have no idea at the moment. Can I go back and think about it carefully, clarify my thoughts, and then show you the article tomorrow?"
Mr. Wei stared at him for a moment and nodded slowly.
