C216 young man

Within the kitchen, water vapor permeated the air. It was especially evident under the winter's temperature.

Seeing that more and more foam was coming out from the soup, Xiao Wen grabbed the spoon and scooped out most of it.

However, he knew that he could not disappoint the delicacies. As one of the most important dishes in the Chinese cuisine, it had to be meticulously prepared.

Therefore, he had already cooked the soup for two and a half hours. He picked up the ham, hens, ducks, and legs and put them aside – although these were all in the hotel, they would be thrown into the garbage can by the kitchen. However, Xiao Wen was a carnivore after all.

Ham can be air-dried, chicken duck can be cooked, pig's feet can be cooked until erosion, casually soaked in brine overnight, can also be savored, making the famous later generation Longjiang pig's feet.

Although Xiao Wen wasn't a fanatical carnivore, he still wasn't used to wasting other things just to eat a little cabbage. He had bought a salmon before, and used it to make thorns at home, while cooking soup at the side. Then, he would make cat food for his master — the taurine in the salmon meat was very beneficial to his master.

After the meat was scooped out, there was only soup left in the wok that had been simmering for more than two hours.

In these soups, there were also some fine, dusty foam and grease.

If it was an ordinary person, they might have been able to eat it this way.

However, this was also the reason why they were unable to cook a top grade dish like the boiled water cabbage.

And now, in order to successfully cook this dish, Xiao Wen had disregarded the cost.

Under Zhou Xian's gaze, Xiao Wen poured the chicken breast meat and pork tenderloin into the soup, shaking it slightly.

As Xiao Wen swayed, the originally red and white flesh became more familiar. At the same time, the fine foam and grease from the soup were absorbed into the meat.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Wen fished out the meat that was smeared with floating foam and grease.

"If I add some spices, I might be able to make a lion's head." It was impossible to make meatballs by hand, so Xiao Wen planned to make these meatballs into Chinese meatballs at the other extreme, the Lion's Head.

However, this was not the end. It was impossible for him to finish absorbing the meat and grease in one go.

Therefore, Xiao Wen had to repeat this action two or three times until the soup became clear and free of impurities.

Seeing that Xiao Wen was cooking seriously, Zhou Xian suddenly said, "Uncle, you came back today to catch up with the Winter Solstice, right?"

"Of course." Xiao Wen nodded as a matter of course. "After all, this is a festival that we have had since we were young. It's equivalent to half a year of Spring Festival. How could he not come back in time for the Winter Solstice? "

However, Zhou Xian sighed, "In the past, we didn't completely integrate into the big man. But now, his uncle had already entered the circle of nobility. If she stuck to these foreign things, it would bring about gossip. "For the sake of Uncle's future career, today is our last winter solstice."

"Why do you say that?" Hearing Zhou Xian's sudden words, Xiao Wen was a bit confused.

Although in terms of national feeling, the Zhuanxu calendar New Year, but the Lunar New Year, is not a foreign.

But to tell the truth, for a person like Xiao Wen in the twenty-first century, having a sense of recognition towards Zhanxu was a huge lie.

To Xiao Wen, even if it was New Year's Day and Christmas, it was still much more intimate than the new year of Zhuanxu Calendar, which he hadn't been in contact with in the twenty-first century.

After all, New Year's Day was at least a holiday.

And Christmas... Xiao Wen had a deep impression of that Christmas he spent with his junior in high school.

"I have made up my mind. If Little Uncle wants to spend the Lunar New Year in the future, you can do it yourself! In the future, I will not go through the Lunar New Year holiday. " Zhou Xian said.

Xiao Wen felt awkward...

It seemed that Zhou Xian had hardened her heart to fully integrate Xiao Wen into the big man's society!

"F * ck!" It's fine if he fused with it! There was no point in spending the New Year alone. In any case, the new year for the Zhuanxu calendar is also the new year for the ancestors. Xiao Wen thought.

While Xiao Wen and Zhou Xian were busy cooking the top-grade Chinese cuisine, Guan Yu, Zhuge Liang, and Shangguan Wan'er were braving the snow as they walked home … Of course, Zhuge Liang didn't go home, but sent Shangguan Wan'er home.

In fact, Guan Yu, Zhuge Liang, and Shangguan Wan'er's home were pretty close.

And because of this, they became good friends.

Therefore, even though Guan Yu and Shangguan Wan'er were going home, they were walking together on the road for a long time.

The snow on the road seemed to have melted a little. As a result, the road became slippery after the solidification.

However, Xiao Wen had already expected this.

So when it began to snow on the way back, he asked the boys to put nails in the soles of their shoes.

The runners knew more or less about these needlework. Otherwise, when they were on the road, wouldn't they be unable to sew up even if their pants were torn?

In fact, they were all forced out. In the 21st century, on university campuses, there were many male students who had trained in needlework in just four years.

This was the same principle.

"Speaking of which, Brother Yu, you're not bad too!" There was beef every day. Many of the top aristocrats do not have a better life than your family. " Perhaps out of boredom, Zhuge Liang began to talk to Guan Yu on the way.

However, Guan Yu pouted and said, "Our family has been killing cattle ever since my grandfather's grandfather. In the past, all he could do was drink beef bone soup and eat some water. "Do you think the noblemen would be generous enough to share the beef they occasionally get?"

Hearing this, Zhuge Liang froze for a moment.

Indeed, although generous nobles might give some relief to the poor when they were in need.

Wanting them to share beef, which was also very precious to them, was a fantasy.

Only when some noble families needed the help of their hanger-ons, or when the army was at war, would the generals need the soldiers to cheer up and use the beef to boost their morale.

Under normal circumstances, how would they distribute meat to the Bai Family?

It's good enough that you don't steal your domesticated fowls and dogs.

In the twenty-first century, the upper classes exploited the lower classes and might even pay attention to the appearance of food.

But this was in the middle ages of feudalism, when the people lived in the depths of the Middle Ages, and this era was not a beautiful one.

"Then why are those noble lords so generous?" Zhuge Liang did not understand.

"Isn't that all because my father joined the army before and became General Fan's personal guard?" An ordinary noble would at least give General Fan some face. " Guan Yu pouted and said.

"So that's how it is." Zhuge Liang nodded his head. He knew that the General Fan that Guan Yu had mentioned should be the brother-in-law of His Majesty. Back then, His Majesty was still playing chess with his lifelong rival, Xiang Yu Hong Men, saving Liu Bang's life.

At the same time, he had a new understanding of Guan Yu.

"It seems that the matter of my uncle serving as an official in the imperial court is not worth boasting about!" he thought.

On the way, Shangguan Wan'er watched Zhuge Liang and Guan Yu talking nonchalantly, walking on in silence.

Her little brain was still thinking about how she should greet her father when she returned.

Was it 'father is happy from the winter solstice', or was it 'father has not seen you for a long time'?

However, at this time, a young man, who looked to be a dozen or so years old, appeared in front of them.

He looked down at the boy and the girl and asked, "Do you know where the county officer's mansion is?"