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Chapter 100
The three of them didn't care about the rules and sat down around the oven. Qin Zhixian couldn't wait to pick up the silver clip and fiddled with the food on the shelf.
There are slices of meat that are as thin as cicada wings, chicken wings with brown color, and various mushrooms, tofu and potato pieces, which have been carefully marinated. They are bright and shiny with the color of the sauce.
A chicken wing followed Qin Zhi's strength, rolled down, and evenly leaned into the plain white plate.
"The color of this chicken wing is strange? Is it fumigated before? What kind of sauce is so red, like rouge."
Qin Nuo smiled: "I ordered the imperial dining room to be specially made. You will know by tasting it. But don't be too mouthful, be careful of too spicy."
"I'm never afraid of spicy food." Qin Zhi snorted, rolled the chicken wings on a white porcelain plate, lowered the temperature, and took it directly without chopsticks.
She has always liked spicy food, but the spicy dishes of this era are all seasoned with pepper, which is far less exciting than real peppers.
Qin Zhi opened her mouth, her white teeth bite hard on the chicken wings, chewed twice, and her face was flushed and her mouth opened wide.
"Oh, it's so spicy, it's so spicy!" She exclaimed loudly, fanning her mouth hard, trying to lower the temperature, but she was reluctant to spit out what was in her mouth.
Qin Nuo thoughtfully picked up a glass of iced plum juice and brought it to her.
Qin Zhi took two sips with his hand, and then eased over, with a lingering fear in his heart: "It's so weird, I feel my tongue hurts, but I can't help but want to eat."
"Who told you to take the hottest one?" Qin Nuo laughed loudly. Just now Qin Zhi targeted the reddest and most colorful ones, and those were the hottest ones.
Qin Nuo took a slightly spicy one from the grill and sent it to her plate. took the non-spicy and slightly spicy ones and gave it to Huo Youjuan.
Two of them ate, full of praise.
"This kind of grilled chicken wings tastes really special, more delicious than ordinary sauces." Huo Youjuan commented.
Qin Nuo smiled and didn't say anything. These were prepared after he had ordered the Imperial Dining Room to imitate the taste of Orleans grilled chicken wings in the previous life. With pepper and cumin, the flavor was even better.
The aristocratic families of this era always eat the essence of the meat, and eat all the delicacies from the hills. However, the cooking of ingredients mostly pursues to maintain the original freshness and tenderness. Although there are many seasonings, they are not as changeable as later generations.
Orleans grilled chicken wings, spicy chicken wing roots, and cumin skewers are relatively heavy flavors and attract young people. I've never tasted it and will definitely feel a new taste.
Qin Zhi ate a few pieces of slightly spicy, and started to move around again, wanting to challenge the heavy mouth. While he couldn't close his mouth, he refused to give up.
Huo Youjuan was not used to the spicy taste at first, and soon became addicted. Follow Qin Zhi and feast on it.
It's just that she didn't let go so much, she insisted on eating with ivory chopsticks. Unlike Qin Zhi, he just started using it directly, and the two small hands he ate were very oily.
Qin Nuo also ate a few pieces, the familiar taste evoked memories of the past. In addition to meat, various fish balls, mushrooms, vegetables, tofu, etc. are also prepared in the imperial dining room. In addition to barbecue, we also have a pot.
After eating for a while, Qin Nuo called Lee Maru and ordered: "Prepare four pieces of things and give them to the two prime ministers, as well as one from each of Huo Qing and Minister Pei."
In the future, this kind of hot sauce can also be used as one of the businesses of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
Lee Maru immediately led the order.
The three of them were eating well, and Qin Zhi couldn't help but said, "Brother Emperor, tell a story. Just the ones you have told before are good."
"Telling a story?" Huo Youjuan didn't know that Qin Nuo had this skill, and his eyes widened curiously.
Qin Nuo coughed. It was not long after he had just crossed over. Sometimes Qin Zhi came to visit his elder brother and the siblings talked. Qin Nuo would occasionally tell Qin Zhi two stories in order to avoid being cold. But after telling it a few times, found that the modern story is seriously incompatible with the ancient three views, and it is easy to step on thunder, so rarely mention it again.
"It's all the stories of exotic geography, and the stories of demons and ghosts that I have seen in strange books before." Qin Zhi hurriedly introduced his brother's new features.
To the two pairs of expectant eyes, Qin Nuo couldn't say the phrase "Should we call singing and dancing or storytelling". After a long hesitation, he nodded and agreed.
After thinking about it, Qin Nuo said, "On the far sea, the sea is as blue as cornflower petals..."
Before finishing the first sentence, Qin Zhi interrupted: "What is a cornflower? Is it a kind of chrysanthemum?"
"The blue chrysanthemum like sea water, I have never seen it before..." Huo Youjuan looked thoughtful.
Qin Nuo: ...that's why he doesn't want to tell stories anymore!
Would he please explain that cornflower is a wild chrysanthemum that grows in Europe. In the end, he lowered his voice, "This is a magical story of gods and spirits. The animals and plants in it are naturally different from the human world. Do you still want to listen?"
"That's it."
"Listen, listen! Hurry up and continue talking."
"In the depths of the sea, the Aquaman family lives..."
While eating, finally finished telling the story. Looking at the two girls opposite, their eyes were startled and they showed incredible expressions. Qin Nuo sighed. It is still a good story about gods, demons and immortals. There is no need to explain so much. "Daughter" seems a bit too sad, next time you can choose "Journey to the West" to try.
"The story of this shark... is really uncomfortable." Huo Youjuan flushed her eyes.
"Are people illiterate?" Qin Zhi tore his small handkerchief, "Why can't you explain it."
"Uh..." Qin Nuo really couldn't answer these questions.
Seeing the two of them sadly unable to eat anymore, Qin Nuo regretted it, remembering that when he read this story before, he was not so sad?
However, after being moved, Huo Youjuan thought further, "Why are there all infatuated women in this world, even this magical kingdom of gods is no exception."
When she was reminded like this, Qin Zhi also angrily said: "It should be that if you are ruthless, I will rest. Maybe the words in this world are written by men. They are all virtues. Women must die and live for them. , Even the Princess of Gods and Demons is no exception."
Qin Nuo's mind was slightly moved, and he couldn't think that the two of them could still view the story from such a partial perspective.
If you want to say that women struggle independently, there are really a lot of things that have been read in previous lives... Qin Nuo racked his brains and immediately remembered that he had seen some novels in Jinjiang Literature City in his previous life.
He picked up two of them immediately and told them.
With crystal clear snow, quiet fields, crackling bonfires, and delicious food, this environment is especially suitable for storytelling and listening to stories.
Jinjiang's stories are relatively long and tortuous, and Qin Nuo's two stories have been told in just half an hour. The two listened quietly. Until the end, Huo Youjuan showed a cheerful outward expression: "Although the lady did not marry a rich family in the end, she has achieved such an achievement and can work with someone who understands her for life. happy."
Qin Zhi leisurely fascinated: "The lady in the second story is also not easy. The family has difficulties, the stepmother is bullying, the father is ruthless, and the concubine is tricky. In such a home, she can escape the entanglement of the disciple and struggle for herself A way to survive."
No matter how many years have passed, the hobbies and aesthetics of girls all over the world are similar.
Qin Zhi bit the chicken leg, and couldn't help asking again: "Brother Emperor, where do you see these stories? Are there so many beautiful books in the burned down place? I hate you for not telling me before. , So I don’t even watch it now."
Qin Nuo coughed awkwardly, "How about I write it down and show it to you?" Anyway, the new year is relatively free, and it is worth working hard for his girlfriend and sister.
"Okay, okay." Qin Zhi nodded his head repeatedly in a pecking style.
Huo Youjuan tactfully suggested: "The emperor is busy with government affairs. It is better to tell me and let me write."
Qin Nuo immediately thought that Huo Youjuan would do it for Huo Youjuan, if he couldn't get his handwriting with a dog-climbing character. He readily agreed, "Okay, I will work hard for you."
"It's no hard work. When the courtier goes back, she will sort out these two stories first." As she said, she stood up, as if she didn't even eat any food, and then went back to work.
Qin Nuo was surprised: "Don't worry about it, right?"
Huo Youjuan's eyes were shining like two small stars.
"I think these stories are very good. When they are finished, I will show them to my sisters, so that they can also know that they don't have to rely on men to live a good life." He laughed, "These stories about the emperor. It will definitely become popular in the boudoir in the future."
Qin Nuo was taken aback for a moment. He suddenly thought that when he came to this world, even though he was lucky enough to be a man, he had thought about the reality of male superiority and inferiority to women. How could he improve the status of women?
But the real promotion of women's status is not achieved by relying on some policies. The promotion of women's status in ancient China is inseparable from the development of the textile industry. Women can go out to work and earn money, and even become the pillars of the family. Naturally, the right to speak increases, and then there is a change in folk customs and mentality.
He has set up a project before, letting the Gewu Division look for clues to improve the weaving machinery and promote the improvement of textile technology. And the changes in folk customs and customs, can't these stories be used to guide them subtly?
I have seen many stories about women's independence and self-improvement on websites such as Jinjiang in my previous life. The plots are vivid and useful. Now write it out and publish it all over the world. Or spread in the boudoir, it is an inspiration.
Even in the far future, these stories can be adapted into dramas and operas to further expand the scope of influence.
Well, the most suitable job for this job is Huo Youjuan. Ready-made talents are available.
Hearing Qin Nuo's thoughts, Huo Youjuan was overjoyed and looked at his beloved with admiration. "The emperor thinks more far-reaching than me. If there is such a day, all women under heaven will be grateful for the emperor's kindness."
"You don't need to be grateful to me." Qin Nuo thought of another important thing when she was reminded, "Yes, these stories are spread, don't say that I wrote them."
Qin Zhi curled his lips, "Of course you didn't write it, but the emperor brother, you think it's okay from the inside."
"The emperor still remember which gentlemen wrote these stories?"
"Uh, I don't remember this anymore, most of them are anonymous." Qin Nuo said with a headache.
In this era, writing storybooks is considered an unimportant behavior among scholars, so many storybooks are not signed. Huo Youjuan didn't have any doubts, "It's better to use a pen name, what should you choose?"
"It's better... just use the pen name of Lord Jinjiang." Qin Nuo clapped.
"Why is this name?" Qin Zhi was curious.
"Because the one that was burned, the bookshelf storing these books in it is exactly the name." Qin Nuo smiled.
The two had no objections.
Finalized the pen name plan, and finished the barbecue. The sky gradually dimmed, seeing another blizzard brewing on the horizon. Qin Nuo urged Qin Zhi to go back quickly.
Both of them are girls who don't know martial arts, staying in the snow for too long if they catch a cold will be broken. This is an era without antibiotics. In Qin Jian's rebellion year, Qin Zhi almost died because of the wind, cold and high fever.
The two went back to their rooms, and Huo Youjuan worked hard to write and began to create a great career, not to mention.
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During the new year, relatives move frequently, and every house is very lively, and Pei’s house, which has always been closed to thank guests, is no exception.
When Lee Maru arrived, he met a group of young military officers from the Perak camp to pay a New Year's greeting at Pei’s Mansion.
Hearing that the palace gave food, Pei Ling smiled and greeted her.
I watched Lee Maru leading the four little eunuchs, carrying a half-height copper stove, and full food boxes, and sent them into the room.
The grill above is sizzling, chicken wings and all kinds of meat are exuding a charming aroma. At the same time, there were also several bottles of freshly brewed high-quality wine and plum wine from the winery.
"Today, the emperor used a barbecue in the imperial garden and tried the newly-made sauce in the palace. It was very delicious. He remembered a few adults. He ordered the minion and others to send it, saying that it was accompanied by a snow scene and was just right to taste."
Lee Maru told the little eunuch to fix things, and said respectfully.
"Thank you, Grandpa Li, for your hard work." Pei Ling thanked him with a smile, followed two steps, and asked Qin Nuo about the recent situation.
After that, Guan Guan served a red envelope and sent Lee Maru out the door respectfully.
Back in the room, before Pei Ling entered the door, she saw a bright red object flying past her eyes, drawing a beautiful arc, and falling into the hands of Dai Deyao, the leader of the camp opposite.
It was a bottle of wine, filled with a red agate-like spar bottle, and the liquid in it exuded a charming luster.
After ascending to the throne, Qin Nuo's business is booming. In addition to soaps and other things that have become essential daily necessities for the wealthy, the most profitable is all kinds of drinks. Drinks of various flavors and concentrations are not only popular in Dazhouquan, they are even sold in Beishuo and Nanban. Especially high-quality drinks are extremely popular in Beishuo.
In the winemaking methods of this era, when the alcohol concentration is high, impurities are inevitably incorporated and the taste is greatly affected. The methods used by Qin Nuo Winery are purified and added with various auxiliary materials to make the taste mellow and make people nostalgic.
In order to maintain the high price of drinks, the top wines, Qin Nuo are only sold in limited quantities, and they are not even sold at all. Even if you are holding thousands of silver, you still can't buy a bottle.
Qin Nuo had heard before that one of his top wines, Chihong Jinyan, offered a high price of 10,000 taels of silver in Beishuo. Although there are factors that profiteers are pushing up and flattering, it is true that such fine wines have a price but no market in Beishuo.
Chi Hong Jin Yan is the bottle in Dai Deyao's hand.
As soon as Lee Maru walked away, a few people focused on a few bottles of wine, but Pei Ling left and didn't see him back for a long time.
Ren Jinglei acted first. This cheeky guy turned out to have two bottles, which immediately caused a riot. Four or five bottles of wine were not enough for this group of hungry wolves. For a while, the figure flew across the hall and the wine bottles scurryed.
The steward next to him looked cold and sweaty, and Cao Qi yelled: "You monkeys, do you have any etiquette? What should I do if the imperial gift is broken?"
His worries are purely superfluous. Although these people fight fiercely, they have not touched any tables, chairs, benches, and utensils, showing their brilliant skills. As for the focus of contention, a few bottles of wine are even more treasured and reluctant to hurt.
When Pei Ling came in, the battle was fierce.
I saw that even Dai Deyao, who had always been calm, was also involved. Pei Ling sighed helplessly: "You guys should converge a little too."
Several young people suddenly laughed. Lieutenant Yan Chang, who had just been transferred back to the capital from the northern border, smiled and said, "I beg the general for a reward. Since I saw it once at the banquet of the third general of the northern border, I have been thinking about it day and night, coveting it. Alas, General Ji is really stingy. He clearly has a big bottle. Last time he was only willing to give us a small and a half cup. Before we had time to taste it, it was gone!"
He was born with a baby face, he was obviously 20 years old, but he looked like a fourteen or five-year-old boy. At this time, he pleaded with his face, making him even more adorable.
However, everyone in the camp has been tired of his practice.
"Go ahead, let General Ji hear you arrange him like this behind your back, and be careful with whips." Another colleague laughed.
Yan Chang laughed: "I'm not foolish. I heard that the remaining half of the bottle is still hidden at home by General Ji, and I don't know where it is. Otherwise, I would have taken it out with Little Jiang to drink."
He stared at the drink again: "The man Li said just now that this is a new product from the winery, which is better than the previous one. If you can taste it, you will be willing to die."
Ren Jinglei laughed and scolded: "You are a worthless virtue, don't let the general laugh. What is Chi Hong Jin Yan, there are two bottles of breeze nectar here, this is the real wine."
They were the two bottles he picked up first, but they have now fallen into the hands of Pei Tuo and another officer.
A group of people laughed.
Pei Ling was helpless by the quarrel of these guys, and ordered the steward: "Go and prepare some wine and dishes, just barbecue and pot, and taste the taste of these bottles of wine here tonight."
Everyone cheered suddenly.