After the crowd had left, Li Daniu and Second Father Li were about to leave as well, but Peng Yu called them over to eat together.
Li Cuihua and Peng Xiaoshan had already gone into the kitchen to clean up the mutton.
After thinking for a while, Peng Yu walked into the kitchen and asked Li Cuihua to chop some mutton to send to the neighbors who had sent eggs and rice in the afternoon.
A friend in need is a true friend. After he became rich, he naturally could not forget the people who had helped him in the past.
Peng Yong, Li Daniu, Second Father Li, and Peng Yu were sitting in the courtyard and chatting. However, they were obviously not paying attention. Their eyes would occasionally glance at the kitchen.
Peng Xiaolin happily stayed by Peng Yu's side for a while and then rushed into the kitchen to see if the mutton was cooked.
Finally, the unique fragrance of mutton wafted from the kitchen. Peng Yu saw Peng Yong drooling and staring straight in the direction of the kitchen.
Big brother, can you be a little more mature? It's just a few pieces of mutton. Do you have to be like this?
Peng Yu cursed in his heart, but he understood. After all, his family had never eaten mutton before. Wang Dali said that there were very few people on this street who had eaten mutton before.
A large porcelain plate was served. It was filled with meat and was steaming.
Smelling the alluring fragrance, Peng Yu realized that Li Cuihua, Peng Xiaoshan, and Peng Xiaolin were just standing at the side and watching. They had no intention of going to the table, while the other men seemed to be very natural.
" Mom, come over and serve the table. The mutton is almost cold," Peng Yu urged.
" No, women can't eat at the same table as men," Peng Xiaoshan explained.
" Who cares about those stupid rules? If you don't come to the table, I won't eat." Peng Yu was angry when she heard that.
Li Cuihua and the other women looked at each other and could only sit with Peng Yu and the other men.
Peng Yu first picked up a piece of the fattest mutton and placed it in Li Cuihua's bowl.
"Mother, this is the first piece of mutton. You can eat it first."
" Yes, Mother, you eat first." Peng Yong, Peng Xiaolin, and Peng Xiaoshan nodded at Li Cuihua.
Li Cuihua's eyes were a little red, and a tear rolled in her eyes.
She took a bite of the meat, chewed it carefully, and swallowed it in one gulp.
" Alright, let's eat," Li Cuihua said to everyone.
Immediately, a few pairs of chopsticks reached into the basin.
The piece of mutton that Peng Yu had aimed at was snatched away by Li Daniu, which made him a little depressed.
Fortunately, there was enough meat. He picked up another piece and chewed it."Mother, the salt must be added at the end of the pot for this stewed mutton. Otherwise, the meat will easily age."
" How do you know? You've never eaten mutton before." Li Cuihua was surprised.
" Oh, that's what the book says." Peng Yu didn't expect there to be a flaw here. She quickly covered it up and then grabbed a steamed bun in front of her and bit it.
The Peng family was too poor. They had no rice to put into the pot, so they could only use noodles to steam a pot of steamed buns.
" Mother, why is this steamed bun so sour?" Peng Yu frowned.
Everyone who was gorging on a pot of mutton stopped chewing when they heard this. They looked at Peng Yu in surprise.
" Isn't steamed pancake sour?" After a long time, Li Cuihua asked hesitantly.
In the Tang Dynasty, steamed buns and other kinds of shaped wheaten food other than paste were called steamed cakes, and noodles were called soup cakes.
Due to the low productivity and lack of active yeast, people usually put a piece of old noodles the day before when they were making noodles. After the old noodles fermented, they would mix the old noodles into the new noodles. This way, the noodles would naturally have a sour taste.
Due to technical limitations, the people of the Tang Dynasty naturally thought that things like steamed buns should be sour. They did not expect that as long as they added some basic flour, which was Pengda, they could neutralize the excess sour taste and make the steamed buns more delicious.
" This mantou, oh, no, steamed pancake. Put some braised bread in it, and it won't be sour." Peng Yu didn't quite understand. He had made mantou before, so he knew how to make it.
"What is Peng Da?" Peng Xiaoshan couldn't help but ask.
" Peng Da is the sodium-based noodles. It can make the noodles less sour and make the noodles fluffy," Peng Yu replied nonchalantly.
The others looked at each other, not understanding what Peng Yu was talking about.
However, this was not their fault. Of course, there was soda ash in nature, but it was all in the salt lake. Moreover, it was a little difficult to separate it, so it was not available in the Tang Dynasty.
Could it be that Tang Chao didn't have any soda noodles? Seeing everyone's expressions, a thought suddenly flashed through Peng Yu's mind.
He had read some time-travel novels before, but most of them focused on historical events. No one would care about the details of ordinary people's lives.
" This is the basic noodles." Peng Yu took out a bag of basic noodles and handed it to Li Cuihua.
The few of them stared at the white powder in the plastic bag in Peng Yu's hand. More directly, they stared at the transparent plastic bag.
In that period of low productivity, almost everything related to being transparent was usually associated with the words noble and precious.
For example, glass. At that time, there was no real transparent glass, only colored glass. Because the production process was too complicated, it could only be used by the royal family and could not be seen by the common people. Just imagine how in Journey to the West, Monk Sha was punished for breaking a colored glass cup and was sent to the lower realm. One could imagine how precious this colored glass was.
Therefore, when the plastic bag was taken out, everyone only stared at the plastic bag. No one cared about the contents of the bag, which made Peng Yu speechless.
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