Chapter 1125 Cheng Saburo, that thing looks like a mouse,
Chapter 1125 Cheng Sanlang, that thing looks like a mouse, can it be eaten? (Please subscribe and vote)
"Uncle Zhao, look what you said, there are only a dozen bamboo rats, what can I do with them? Can I stuff them back into this bamboo forest?"
Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes unhappily and said, "I want to eat bamboo slips, but although they are fat, they don't have much meat."
However, seeing Zhao Kun's attitude of not giving up until these guys were killed, Cheng Chubi could only drag Zhao Kun aside.
"Uncle Zhao, my nephew will cook these bamboo rats carefully when he goes back later and serve them with wine."
Zhao Kun looked at Cheng Sanlang who was standing in front of him in confusion. He was silent for a long time, but in his heart he really wanted to find a place to lie down.
Why do you kid want to stuff all the damn things into your mouth? Can you be normal?
"Cheng Sanlang, that thing looks like a mouse, can it be eaten?"
"Uncle Zhao, I believe my nephew, look back..." Cheng Chubi looked around furtively and pulled Zhao Kun a little further away.
Then the old man and the young man chattered for a long time, and Zhao Kun finally said half convinced.
"Okay, you take that thing away and deal with it. I'll come over and take a look later when I have time."
"But you have to remember, don't cause any trouble. Your Majesty will be very uneasy this way."
Cheng Chubi felt relieved, patted his chest and spoke without shame.
"Don't worry, Uncle Zhao, nephew, I'm not that kind of person."
Zhao Kun ignored him. He was least willing to deal with a guy like this who didn't have the slightest bit of self-awareness.
When Cheng Chubi saw that Zhao Kun didn't speak again, he took it as his acquiescence, shouted and followed him, and moved the three big jars towards Qingyou Pavilion.
After thinking about it, it is impossible for me to eat so many bamboo rats in one day, but without food, what if the bamboo rats starve and lose weight?
Cheng Chubi squinted his eyes and looked at the dense square bamboo forest.
Then he looked towards Zhao Kun, rubbed his hands, and came closer with a smile.
Zhao Kun looked at this serious guy talking nonsense with a dark look on his face.
But it seems that what he said makes sense. There are indeed a few bamboos there that are crooked. I don't know if the bamboo roots have been chewed off by bamboo rats.
Seeing Zhao Kun's hesitation, Cheng Chubi continued to use his flexible tongue to explain the facts and reason.
In Cheng Chubi's words, it was to prevent His Majesty from being incompetently furious when he saw his Fangzhu withering before his eyes.
Besides, if you don’t tell me or I don’t tell you, how many bamboos are missing in a square bamboo forest covering an area of more than an acre, who will know?
Although Zhao Kun had some doubts about whether this guy was going to use his majesty's square bamboos to make rice in bamboo tubes.
But considering that this guy has finally solved the problem of bamboo rats for Your Majesty, compared to the entire bamboo forest.
There are only three or five square bamboos that can no longer live for long, even if they are rewarded.
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Cheng Chubi ordered his followers to place the three large jars outside his house, and asked someone to bring leaky lids to cover them.
As for the square bamboo that I brought back, I chopped it into pieces and threw it into the jar before closing the lid.
Then he started sharpening his knife, preparing to deal with those unlucky bamboo rats.
Still using the old technique, brothers Li Ke and Fang Jun also squatted aside and admired Cheng Sanlang's skillful rat-killing skills with great interest.
But today everyone worked together, so Cheng Chubi couldn't be too stingy and killed four of the fattest bamboo rats in one go.
It was enough for everyone to have a full stomach. In addition, people were rushed to get a few kilograms of soybeans to cook these things, especially the dry pot.
The soybeans will make it more fragrant, and the soybeans will become very crispy after being refined with oil.
After draining the blood, shaving and burning the skin, chop it into several large pieces and throw in the ginger and spices.
I threw the bamboo rat in and started cooking it. You have to pay attention to the heat for this thing.
This can ensure that the skin is chewy and chewable when frying.
The three brothers Cheng Chubi started playing bamboo cards next to the bubbling cauldron, mainly to make it easier to watch the heat.
Smoke curls from cooking pots, the sound of signboards crackles...
There is no longer one table of bamboo cards, but three tables, Cheng Sanhe, Li Ke and Fang Jun.
The three guys' personal entourage also formed two tables, and as for the remaining manpower, they needed to do something.
Some are washing vegetables and cucumbers, while others are processing other ingredients.
Although there are signature hard vegetables like bamboo rats, you still need to eat some fruits and vegetables to have a balanced diet.
What's more, we can't all sit down and play with each other, as we will easily be criticized by others.
After all, everyone is a person of status. Even if they go to Jiucheng Palace for vacation as unemployed vagrants, they still have to act like everyone is busy.
After playing many cards in a row, Cheng Chubi opened the pot and poked it with chopsticks. With a little force, he was able to penetrate the skin and flesh of the bamboo rat. The heat was just right.
After putting his cards aside, Chef Cheng started cooking bamboo rats for the first time since arriving in the Tang Dynasty.
Every excellent ingredient cannot be made into delicious dishes without an excellent chef treating it carefully and seriously.
Be careful, you must be careful, and put your focus and seriousness on the ingredients.
Precisely control every heat, even every spatula, so it's best to get it just right.
The time when each condiment is mixed into the pot is strived to be perfect. This is the essence of cooking.
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Just when Cheng Chubi was wasting away his sweat and cooking skills in the hot summer,
Li Mingda, this little cutie, decided to leave the Dabao Palace and embark on her gourmet journey on the grounds that she was going to pay homage to Grandpa Huang.
Li Shimin and Empress Changsun were playing chess at the moment, and they were going back and forth with each other, looking at each other, completely forgetting about themselves.
After hearing what the little cutie said, I couldn't help but hesitate.
As expected of his biological father’s little cotton-padded jacket, Li Mingda obediently said to his mother’s eldest grandson, the Empress.
"Mom, how about you stay here with daddy? Daddy will be happy when he plays chess with you."
Hearing his daughter's words, Li Shimin couldn't help but feel warm in his heart. He really deserves to love this daughter so much.
Empress Changsun was a little embarrassed. After all, she was not at ease letting this girl Li Mingda go to the Xianheng Palace where the Supreme Emperor lived alone.
"Mother, let Hu Shanggong take me there. Hu Shanggong will lead the way. Mother, you don't have to worry."
After hearing this, Li Shimin also nodded. "Then let Hu Shanggong lead little Sizi to his father's place."
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After leaving the Dabao Hall, Li Mingda kept urging Hu Shanggong, and even took Hu Shanggong's hand and headed towards the Xianheng Hall.
Seeing the anxious look on the face of Princess Jinyang, Hu Shanggong was confused and had no idea what the princess wanted to do.
Anyway, she always felt that Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang definitely did not want to see Grandpa Huang as soon as possible.
But with this kind of intuition, Hu Shanggong would definitely not complain to his face, so he could only let Li Mingda walk quickly towards Xianheng Palace.