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After the winter solstice, the weather gets colder and colder. Shen Jingli is too lazy to go out. He takes out the turmeric that he found before and ponders how to make curry.

SHEN grinds turmeric, cinnamon, pepper, white pepper, fennel, star anise and so on into powder, and then mixes them together in a certain proportion. At the beginning, the mixture is not good and the taste is good It's strange. It's not as fragrant as curry powder made in modern times. After several experiments, I finally made a satisfactory finished product. Although the taste is not the same as what I've eaten before, it already has the taste of curry.

smelling the pungent smell, Mammy Jin, who was taking the insole, looked back and asked curiously, "what's this smell? It smells strange. "

"This is curry." Shen Jingli packed the curry powder and wondered when to make curry rice or chicken curry.

There are a lot of potatoes in the warehouse, and a lot of carrots are planted in the greenhouse garden of Zizhu guild hall, as for onions He has been to Dayan Dynasty for a long time. It seems that he has not seen onion yet. Is there no onion in this dynasty?

"Mother gold, have you ever heard of onions?"

"Onion? What is an onion Mammy Jin has just accepted a pair of insoles and is thinking about whether to add another layer. It is strange to hear Shen Jingli ask.

"I've lived most of my life and I've never heard of onions." She laughed, not embarrassed by her ignorance, but felt that Shen Jingli was very powerful. She seemed to know everything, even some things they had never heard of or seen before.

The idea flashed through her mind, and mammy Jin didn't think deeply about it Shen Jingli held his chin and murmured, but he remembered that he had sold peanut seeds to him before. He didn't know whether he had gone to Wuhu town recently. If so, Liu xingzu could ask Liu xingzu to ask if there were any onions in their country and bring some seeds back to plant.

"And onions are another kind of food?" Mother Jin picked up the half embroidered handkerchief and held it high in front of her eyes to let the light shine on her. She looked up to see it.

Her eyes are a little fuzzy. She reaches out and rubs them. Recently, she always embroiders a veil. I'm afraid her eyes are damaged.

She looked at the unfinished handkerchief again. She was not willing to give up, but her eyes were really uncomfortable, so she stopped thinking and planned to wait for her eyes to grow better and continue to embroider.

"Yes." Shen Jingli nodded.

"Perhaps we can ask the tenants outside the city, who have been working in the fields all year round, and certainly know more than we do." Mother Jin worked as a servant in a large family for more than 20 years. Although she had seen a lot of things, she had never worked in the fields. She could not guarantee that onions did not exist.

Shen Jingli felt that it was feasible to do so, so he went to the next place.

But even if there were no onions, Shen Jingli still tried to make a plate of chicken curry. Without onion seasoning, the taste was not enough, but it was still delicious.

Xu Yanlin came to eat at noon. Seeing the new dishes on the table, he knew that it must be Shen Jingli's greedy new food.

"What kind of dish is this? Why does it look strange? " He picked up a piece of chicken. The chicken was crisp and tender, and the strong smell of curry permeated it. It tasted delicious.

Xu Yanlin ate one piece and another piece, but he couldn't stop. He turned to the boy and said, "go and get me a pot of wine."

Shen Jingli watched him accept the curry chicken nuggets, and several black lines appeared on his forehead. This guy's ability to accept new things is really high. Unlike Mu Chen, even if it is confirmed that this dish can be eaten, we should first observe the color and taste of the dish.

Mu Chen didn't seem to like curry. He only ate a piece of chicken and didn't stretch his chopsticks to move the dish.

Some people like all kinds of dishes, while others don't like them. Shen Jingli doesn't like chrysanthemum and coriander, so he doesn't have to. Instead, he puts a few pieces of fish in the Mu Chen bowl.

Mu Chen turned his head and looked at him, and he smiled, revealing the dimples on one side only.

Xu Yanlin looked at their husband and husband showing their love. Suddenly, he tasted nothing and put a few mouthfuls on his chopsticks.

Just as the boy warmed up a stream of wine and brought it up, he poured a glass of wine and drank and pecked at himself.

"what about Wenrui? Why didn't you come with me? " Shen Jingli took a piece of fish and picked out the bones inside and fed it to xun'er.

"He went to the racecourse." Xu Yanlin depressed way.

Zhao Wenrui takes good care of the racecourse. The horses in it are well bred, with strong physique and bright hair. Many horse merchants want to cooperate with him. He has a sense of achievement and is dedicated to the management of the racecourse.

In the past, I still wanted to have a baby. Now, I haven't mentioned anything about my child. Thinking about it makes him feel depressed.

Xu Yanlin poured another mouthful of wine, sighed and said, "it's so cold that I still run to the racecourse every day. I'm afraid his body can't bear it."

You are too lonely yourself. Shen Jingli laughed and did not expose him.

After dinner, Xu Yanlin asked Mu Chen to go to the Jingwang mansion. Shen Jingli played with xun'er for a while, and coaxed him to sleep.

Because of the recent snow, Shen yue'er no longer runs outside the city every day. Mammy Jin pulls her to embroider with her.Shen Yueer used to be a half laborer in Shen family. She washed clothes and cooked food, fed chickens and pigs, cut grass in the mountains, and worked in the fields I have to do everything. I can do some needlework, but I'm only limited to sewing and mending, but I haven't learned how to embroider.

"No, I can't embroider..." A flower has not finished embroidering, Shen yue'er gives up.

Mammy Jin took her embroidery and looked at it. She frowned and said, "be patient. Don't make it into a ball all the time."

"Mammy gold, I really can't embroider it." Shen yue'er toots her mouth and picks up embroidery again under mammy Jin's stern eyes.

"You are a girl, how can you not embroider?"

"Fourth brother or Shuanger, why don't you let him learn?" Shen Yueer complained.

As soon as Shen Jingli was mentioned, Mammy Jin's face turned black. She gnashed her teeth and said, "he can't learn." Shen Jingli refused to learn at all.

"The fourth brother has changed a lot." Shen yue'er sighed, "in the past, when I was at home, my fourth brother always cowered and didn't dare to speak loudly. He always made his mother angry and was scolded and beaten every day."

She really didn't expect that the fourth brother would change so much, as if he had changed his appearance.

"the fourth brother now knows a lot. His embroidery is novel and beautiful. He also knows tea seed oil and peanut oil, curry and hot pot I've never heard of this. Besides, the fourth brother was at home before and never mentioned it. Otherwise, my mother would not sell him. "

Hearing Shen yue'er say so, Mammy Jin stopped and frowned, but she didn't doubt anything.

"The master has good conditions in his family, and he has read books. Naturally, he knows more than ordinary people." Mammy Jin learned all this in Mu's family.

Shen Yueer nodded and continued to embroider the curry. After the curry trial was successful, Shen Jingli gave some to the Yang family and the Mu family and told them how to do it.

Not everyone likes the curry rice and chicken, but Mrs. Yang likes it very much, especially the soft glutinous and soft glutinous stewed with potatoes. With the taste of curry, I don't know how delicious it is. The old man happily praises Shen Jingli as a good filial child, and also gives him a lot of gifts.

Yang Ningxin also likes it very much. While she likes it, she also thinks about selling it. She pesters Shen Jingli about various ways to make curry. She also threatens to put chili sauce and curry in the shop.

Yang ningxiu couldn't help making fun of her and got into the eyes of money. Shen Jingli couldn't resist Yang Ningxin's enthusiasm, so he had to tell her everything he knew and let her toss about it by herself.

It's getting colder and colder. In a flash, it's Laba.

Laba porridge is to be eaten in Laba. Mammy Jin has prepared yellow rice, white rice, jiangmi, Xiaomi, Lingjiao rice, chestnut, red cowpea, peeled jujube mud and so on in the kitchen early in the morning. After cooked in water, they were dyed with red peach kernel, almond, melon seed, peanut, hazelnut, pine nut, sugar and brown sugar for spot dyeing.

It's said by the chef in the kitchen. It's said that the rich and noble families in Beijing do this. It's exquisite and delicious.

Boiled out of the Laba porridge floating with a strong fragrance, hook of Shen yue'er and Li Qi several fingers.

"It's too delicate. Is there such a way to cook Laba porridge? The city people will think about it. In the past, our family put some yellow rice, white rice, millet, red beans, job's tears, and some brown sugar to boil, it was already good. If we were in the village, it would be more simple. If it was such a way, I would have been poor.

The Shen family is a small merchant. At least they have a business. They earn more than ten Liang silver a month. They are better than ordinary farmers, but they can't afford such a delicate life.

"My former master used to cook porridge with rice, yellow rice, red beans, mung beans, kidney beans, chestnuts and brown sugar together on the Laba Festival, and then sprinkle some dried raisins and melon seeds for spot dyeing. I thought it was the most abundant, but I didn't expect that..."

Shen Yueer and Li Qi hold each other and feel that the life of city people is beyond their imagination.

"Why do you two talk about this? It's better to have two bowls of porridge later Mother Jin raised her hand and knocked on their forehead.

Two people respond to the same, immediately reached out to cover their own forehead, but also showed poor small appearance.

"Come on, don't pretend. How painful it can be." Mother Jin shook her head and told them to send Laba porridge to Shen Jingli's room.

Shen Jingli is also the first time to eat such a rich Laba porridge. In his previous life, his family didn't pay attention to Laba. Once in a while, he cooked eight treasure porridge casually.

The festival of the ancient people was indeed very prosperous, Shen Jingli thought while drinking porridge.

The kitchen made a large pot of Laba porridge, and his family couldn't finish it. Shen Jingli asked people to invite Xu Yanlin to come over.

"Every time I come to your house to eat and drink, I feel embarrassed." Zhao Wenrui is a little embarrassed. He is not as thick skinned as Xu Yanlin. He goes in and out of other people's homes, just like his own.

"What's the matter? Add a pair of dishes." Shen Jingli said with indifference that the kitchen was so busy every day that he would cook more dishes, but it would not take too much effort to add more fire.In fact, Shen Jingli is willing to deal with Zhao Wenrui. First, Zhao Wenrui has a face he likes. Second, he likes Zhao Wenrui's personality.

You say that, my family, I'm afraid I want to eat in your house every day. "Xu Yanlin's virtue is clear to both families. It's really shameless than the city wall.

"I don't say, he comes every day.

This is true. They both laughed at the same time.