Daqin: White porridge and pickled mustard tuber, I became the national teacher

Chapter 355: Sending pickles to the construction of the Great Wall border.

“Look at the color, the combination of meat and vegetables, the aroma…”

He took a deep breath and said, "It looks delicious!"

"Hahaha, it really is delicious!"

Wang Wan also said this.

Several other ministers also expressed their agreement and gave some praise.

Qi Pan said, "Okay, okay."

"Eat it quickly and taste it."

"okay!"

Feng Quji, Wang Wan and other ministers responded and picked up their chopsticks.

Only after they saw Ying Zheng and Qi Pan put down their chopsticks did they start to pick up food and eat.

These dishes made by Xiang Heliang are made with pickles.

It's really delicious.

It tastes great!

Qi Pan, Ying Zheng and others basically cleared out all the food on their tables.

After eating, Qi Pan touched his stomach and leaned back in his chair.

Holding a cup of tea in his hand, he drank it in small sips.

The three most important things in life are eating, sleeping and making money!

Only when you are full can you sleep well.

Only if you sleep well can you have the energy to make money.

He had previously given perfumes, soaps, and soaps to several imperial merchants such as Jiang Xiang, and made a lot of money in Xianyang.

Qi Pan gave all the money he got to Ying Zheng.

Let him use it to build the Great Wall, highways, and water conservancy projects.

The weather is hot and there is drought in many places.

There is no water in the fields and the crops are dying.

Developing water conservancy projects is a huge project.

The financial, material and human resources required are enormous.

The little money that Qi Pan and Ying Zheng earned can only be said to be a drop in the bucket.

Fortunately, scented soaps, soaps, and perfumes have been sold to counties near Xianyang and spread to the entire Qin Dynasty.

By then, you will earn more and more money.

"National Preceptor? National Preceptor?"

Qi Pan was lost in thought when she heard someone calling her.

She looked up in confusion.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

She looked at Ying Zheng, then at Feng Quji, Wang Wan and others.

I blinked, "What's wrong? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"I was distracted just now and didn't pay attention. What did you say?"

Ying Zheng said, "They want to ask you how you pickle these pickles."

.......

I was just asking her about pickling vegetables.

Qi Pan said, “This is easy.”

"First, wash the vegetables you want to pickle and dry them."

"Sun-dry until the stems are half dry, then sprinkle with fine salt."

"Rub the leaves and stems vigorously."

"Rub until water comes out, then put them layer by layer into a clean large tub."

"Pay attention, the large vat must be dried after being cleaned in advance."

“There can’t be any water stains.”

"After putting the vegetables into the big vat, put a few big stones and bluestone bricks on top."

"Put it in a cool place and let it rest."

"The next day, the pickled vegetables will ooze out juice, so just leave them alone."

"Wait for half a month, and the pickles will be ready."

“When it’s time to eat, just move the stones away, and after taking the pickles, push the stones back down to compact them.”

"It can be stored for a long time and won't spoil easily."

After hearing this, Feng Quji, Wang Wan and others quickly took note of it.

After returning home, he prepared to have someone pickle some vegetables according to this recipe.

Occasionally stir-fry it to improve the taste.

Before the ministers left, Qi Pan gave each of them a portion of pickles.

After everyone left, Qi Pan looked at Ying Zheng and said.

"Brother, when the next batch of money and food is sent to build the Great Wall, please let me know in advance."

"I'll have someone go to the kitchen and take out those big jars of pickled vegetables."

"Send them together."

"it is good."

Ying Zheng had no objection to this.

After nodding, he continued to tell Qi Pan about the method of pickling pickles.

Write it down.

Prepare to hand it over to the soldiers who are transporting money and food, and let them send it together to the other side of the Great Wall.

Ask the chef over there to pickle some vegetables as well.

To replenish the physical strength of the laborers who were building the Great Wall.

It is better to add salt directly to pickled vegetables than to add salt to multi-grain porridge.

.........

Build the Great Wall border.

Many laborers are still carrying stones under the scorching sun in the hot summer.

Hammering gravel.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

There was noise everywhere.

Everyone was sweating profusely.

Wearing a woven straw hat on his head.

This is still hoping to imitate the modern straw hat and weave it into a shape.

Then he summoned a large number of palace maids and taught them how to weave straw hats.

Then they were all transported here.

Even though everyone was wearing a straw hat, blocking some of the sunlight.

But everyone's face was still tanned.

"Dinner is ready! Dinner is ready!"

"Put down what you are doing! Come and line up!!"

A soldier struck the gong in his hand and shouted loudly.

When the laborers heard this, they quickly put down their work.

Run over to queue up and get your food.

Then squat on the ground and eat.

In everyone's bowl was porridge made of millet, beans, and sorghum mixed with a few vegetable leaves.

The porridge is already thick.

Even if you stick chopsticks in it, it won't fall over.

"what?"

"Why is this porridge a little different today?"

Someone took a sip of porridge and said doubtfully.

He looked at the few vegetable leaves floating in the bowl and picked some up with his chopsticks.

Put it in your mouth.

Salty.

What kind of dish is this?

How come I haven’t seen it before?

The other person next to him also glanced into the bowl.

He took a sip of porridge and smacked his lips.

"Today's porridge tastes better than yesterday's."

"Is this an improvement in food? Or a change of cook?"

Lao Li got the porridge first. He ate it with a puzzled look and muttered to the people around him.

At this time, the soldier who was beating the gong struck it again.

He yelled at the top of his voice!

"Did you notice anything different about the porridge you had today?"

Someone shouted back, "Yes!!!"

"The leaves in today's porridge are a little wilted! They are different from the fresh leaves in the past!"

Some people burst into laughter.

"Clang clang clang!"

"Be serious! Be serious, everyone!"

The general said with a fierce face, "The vegetable leaves in our porridge today are pickled vegetables made by the imperial master!"

“Of course it’s different from fresh leaves!”

what?

Pickles made by the imperial master???

Upon hearing this, everyone present was excited!

"what? What?"

"You said the pickles in this porridge were pickled by the Imperial Master?!"

"The Imperial Master is in Xianyang, how come the pickles she made are here?"

"You are stupid!"

"That must have been pickled by the Imperial Master in Xianyang, and sent to us."

"Oh, that's right. A lot of the food we eat is sent from Xianyang."

"It's normal to bring some pickles from Xianyang."

"Eh? No! What pickles?"

“Is this dish pickled with salt?”

"Correct answer!"

The general shouted, "This is the latest method developed by the Imperial Master, a method for pickling vegetables."

"These pickled vegetables are called pickles."

"It can increase the salt content and give you some energy!"

"Besides, this pickle is better than adding salt directly to your porridge, right?"

"Our pickled vegetable porridge will be served every day from now on!"