"Hehe, this is called stir-fried vegetables with garlic."”
"There's also a way to stir-fry."
"Meat is stir-fried differently. I'll perform a few songs for you.”
Fang Yang's stir-fried vegetables with mashed garlic was quickly completed.
"Come and try."
Li Er picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece without hesitation.
"Mm, wu…hu!"
Li Er: " This texture and this fragrance. This method is called stir-frying? Why was it so fragrant? Compared to stewed vegetables, the fragrance was much higher.”
In the future, cooking was all about the heat.
Boiled, the temperature of 100 degrees was the upper limit, so of course it wouldn't be very fragrant.
Different cooking temperatures had different levels of fragrance.
However, due to the lack of ingredients, many of the delicacies in Fang Yang's memory could not be completed. Only some simple dishes could be made.
However, even if it was just a few plates of stir-fried food, it was still something that Li Er and Cheng Wu had never seen before.
Cheng Wu was happy as he ate.”
Fang Yang looked at it with disdain." How is this a good dish? It's just an ordinary stir-fry. As long as you master this method of stir-frying and add better ingredients, it will be delicious."”
Unfortunately, many materials could not be found.
For example, sweet potatoes. Without them, there would be no starch.
There was also corn and chili.
Of course, there were also substitutes. There were substitutes for all kinds of items.
For example, taro, arrowroot powder, horseradish, and Zhu Yu.
Some things had also changed Fang Yang's view of history.
For example, peanuts.
Peanut originated from South America and was to be introduced in the Ming Dynasty.
However, something similar to peanuts had once been unearthed, but it had been a long time ago, so it was impossible to determine what it was.
In Chang 'an of the Tang Empire, Fang Yang had discovered a fruit called the Falling Flower Fruit.
This thing was actually peanuts.
However, there were still some differences between them and South American peanuts.
At that time, Fang Yang had even lamented that after coming to the Great Tang, he had witnessed many archaeological mysteries.
A plate of fried peanuts sprinkled with a little salt was the best combination with wine.
Hu beans had already been imported from the Western Regions, and they were also good to go with wine.
There was also hotpot!
Fang Yang: " If it's winter now, it would be amazing to be able to freeze the mutton, remove the thin mutton rolls, and use them for hotpot.”
There was no need to think about the spicy hotpot. Without the chili, although Zhu Yu had a spicy taste, it could not replace the taste of the chili.
Peanuts could be used to make peanut butter, and the seasoning for mutton hotpot could be found in the Great Tang.
Li Er: " Why do you want to freeze the mutton in winter?”
Fang Yang said," After the mutton is frozen, it's very easy to shave off the meat. Only then can we remove the especially thin mutton. Only then can the taste be considered excellent.”
Li Er: " Cheng Wu, I remember that other than being good at using a horse, you're also good at using a knife. Can you shave the mutton thin?”
"I can." Cheng Wu: " If it's thinner than paper, I'm not confident. But if it's about the same washi, it's fine."”
"Alright, Little Pei!"
Pei Xingjian hurriedly entered the house.”
Li Er: " Go to the market and buy a sheep. Kill it and bring it back.”
"Yes, sir!"
"Do you really want to try?" Then I'll prepare the ingredients. We'll have mutton for dinner.”
Cheng Wu said," Hehe, I'll continue eating. It'll be easier to work after I'm full."”
"You've been fooled by a few stir-fried dishes?" Don't let your stomach be full when the good stuff comes.”
Cheng Wu: " Don't look at me as skinny. I was fat when I was young and had a huge appetite. I've been too tired these few years and that's why I've lost weight.”
Cheng Yaojin was a very strong man when he was young, but he became thinner and thinner.
Fang Yang patted Cheng Wu's shoulder." It's rare for you to grow thin in your old age. Cheng Wu, you're blessed."”
Cheng Wu's hand trembled, and a piece of vegetable fell to the ground. Cheng Wu's face was full of resentment.
Li Er: " Don't be in a hurry to eat. The profitable business you mentioned, is it because of the pot?”
Fang Yang nodded." There aren't many ironware in the common people's homes these days. They only have kitchen knives, iron pears, scissors, and so on."”
Li Er said," It's indeed difficult to forge an iron pot. It takes a lot of effort to hammer out such an arc-shaped iron pot, right?”
Of course, it would be difficult to make it, but what about pressing it?
"I have my own plan," Fang Yang chuckled.”
Pei Xingjian brought back a sheep.
Cheng Wu laughed. It was finally my turn to act tough!
Watching Fang Yang act tough every day, this lord's saber is already thirsty.
It was getting late.
"Cheng Dali, go and bring out the brazier in the kitchen."”
"Li Congming, bring me the small table in the guest room.”
"I remember, there's a bench."
"Li Er, what are you waiting for?”
"Wash your hands before you touch the food.”
The group of people started to get busy.
The table was set up, the brazier was placed properly, and the charcoal was placed on it. He lit it up and placed the pot on it.
The water boiled.
The spices that Fang Yang had prepared were added to the pot one by one.
"This is ground from falling flower fruits and sesame seeds. After mixing it with oil or warm water, it can be used to make dipping sauce. In the old saying, it's called dye.”
Dyeware in ancient times was a type of hotpot equipment, but it had been lost in the Pre-Qin era due to historical changes.
When Fang Yang was mixing the ingredients, Cheng Wu waved his saber and said,""How is the thickness?"
Fang Yang: " Oh, you said you were a martial artist before, but I didn't think much of it. Your saber skills are not bad."”
Cheng Wu was recognized and quickly cut off a pile of meat.
When everyone was done mixing the sesame sauce, they saw Fang Yang use his chopsticks to pick up some fine white powder and put it into the bowl.
"What's this?"
"Salt," Fang Yang did not mind.
"Salt?" Wasn't salt…as thick as green beans?”
"This is called refined salt."
"Refined salt!"
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