"Sigh…! Forget it, there wasn't even an iron pot. What could he do?”
"I'll make do with this first. Tomorrow, I'll find someone to forge an iron pot!”
Ying Pingan sat dejectedly by the low table.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind!
Although there were no iron pots in this era, there should be bronze cauldrons or earthen pots.
Putting it on top of the charcoal fire and making a hot pot was not bad either!
Thinking of this, Ying Pingan's eyes lit up, and he stood up immediately," Father, how about…we have a hot pot dinner tonight?”
As a loser foodie in the future, he was quite good at cooking the home version of hotpot.
However, the conditions were limited now, so he could only cook a low-quality one!
"Hotpot? What was hotpot? Is it delicious?"
For Ying Zheng, this was definitely a new term.
But looking at Ying Pingan's excited expression, he knew that this thing wasn't simple!
"Is it delicious? Remove that word!"
"Hotpot is so delicious!”
Ying Pingan said while dancing with joy. "More delicious than grilled fish and instant noodles?”
"Small in comparison!"
"Then what are we waiting for? Go ahead!"
Looking at Ying Pingan's excitement, Ying Zheng's interest was piqued.
"Alright!"
"Err…! There's something that might not be easy to deal with!"
Ying Pingan jumped up happily after receiving the approval.
Just as he was about to roll up his sleeves, he suddenly thought of something. His interest was instantly reduced by half, and he muttered softly. "What is it?"
At this moment, Ying Zheng was the ruler of the Great Qin Empire.
In his own territory.
He did not believe that there was anything that was difficult to do.
"Beef!"
Ying Pingan blinked his eyes and looked at Ying Zheng.
In the future, beef was not a rare item. Some butchers and supermarkets sold it.
However, this was not the case in Great Qin. Cows were the main source of labor, and losing one meant losing a large amount of harvest.
Therefore, here, cows became protected animals. No one was allowed to slaughter them, let alone sell them!
Ever since he came here, he had never eaten beef, let alone hotpot. He was so greedy that his saliva dripped out of his mouth!
"You said that the hotpot needs beef?"
As expected, Ying Zheng immediately frowned when he heard those two words.
It had been written into the law that no cattle could be slaughtered without permission. Ying Zheng was the ruler of Great Qin, the leader of Great Qin, so he had to strictly abide by it and set an example!
"Yes, beef is best served in hot pot. If you really don't have it, butter is also fine!”
After seeing Ying Zheng's expression, Ying Pingan had no choice but to settle for the second best option.
The beef could be replaced with mutton, but the bottom of the pot could not.
Without butter, that thing really couldn't produce any fragrance!
"No need, let's eat beef hotpot today…!”
Ying Zheng waved his hand, and Qian Hao immediately stepped forward to receive the order." Tell the imperial kitchen to prepare beef!”
"What? Would it really work? According to the Qin laws, wasn't it forbidden to kill cows?”
"That's right! I didn't say I wanted to kill the cow!"
"Then why did you…?"
Ying Pingan pointed at Qian Hao, who had already run out of the door.
"The Qin law says that no one is allowed to slaughter cattle privately, but there is also the second half of the sentence. If they are old, disabled, or accidentally killed, they are also allowed to be slaughtered after reporting to the government!”
Stroking his beard, Ying Zheng gave him a glance with a smile.
Good family fire, Ying Zheng was taking the lead to exploit the loophole. Later generations heard that the cows of Cheng Yaojin's family always committed suicide, but they did not expect it to start from Ying Zheng!
It seemed that the rules and regulations of the law were set up for the common people. The royal family and nobles could do whatever they wanted!
"Then if anyone wants to eat beef one day, all you have to do is create an accident!”
"Haha, there's nothing we can do about it. We can't just cut it off and raise it when it's old. After it dies, we have to dig a grave, right?”
"That's true!"
Ying Pingan nodded.
Food was scarce in this era, and there was almost no surplus food in the homes of the common people. The food was only corn and simple boiled vegetables, and they wished that there was no meat or fish.
Mutton was expensive, and ordinary people could not afford it.
The pork had not been castrated, so it had a strong smell.
If the cattle were not allowed to eat even if they were injured or dead, the commoners would not have the chance to eat meat!
Moreover, a cow could not be used for a lifetime. There would always be a time when it was old and could not cultivate the land. Moreover, the reproductive ability of cattle was not strong, resulting in high prices. Ordinary people still had to rely on the money from selling the meat of the old cow to supplement it a little to buy new cattle!
Thinking about it this way, this rule was quite humane. If it was really one-size-fits-all, the people who would complain would still be the commoners!
Just as the two of them were chatting, Qian Hao had already returned. He was holding a tray filled with two large plates of beef!
"Sigh…! The poor cow was actually forced to die in an accident!”
Ying Pingan shook his head, pretending to be regretful.
He said no, but his body was very honest as he reached out to take the beef.
Staring at the beef on the plate, Ying Pingan almost drooled!
"Qianhao, help me find some red-hot charcoal and a copper cauldron. Don't make it too thick!”
"Yes, sir!"
"Father, mother, wait here. I'll go back and get my secret weapon!”
After Qian Hao left, Ying Pingan also ran out.
In order to make a perfect hotpot base, besides butter, chili was definitely the soul.
A hotpot without chili was not a hotpot!
The backpack that the system gave him was like a Universe Bag. All the rewards were stored in it, and he could bring them wherever he went!
After a short while, the original imperial food was carried away, and the charcoal fire and bronze cauldron were placed on the table. Ying Pingan also ran back with his short legs and started his performance. First, boil the butter, then add the chili, and put in all kinds of spices. After boiling for a while, you can start cooking!
Ying Zheng and Qi Chu had been watching Little Seventeen's every move. After a moment, Ying Pingan finally showed a satisfied smile! "Yes! Fragrant! This is the taste!"
As the steam rose, Ying Pingan took two deep breaths. That familiar smell almost made him tear up.
He picked up the beef slice and poured it into the copper cauldron.
"Isn't this an antique? Why is it called hotpot when beef is added?”
Ying Zheng pointed at the bronze cauldron and asked.
Antiques had existed since a long time ago.
Because the ingredients were poured into the water with a splash!
To put it bluntly, it was just cooking with water. Only poor people would eat like this!
"Father, come and taste it. Is this taste different from an antique?”
Ying Pingan was too lazy to argue with them. He would know once he tasted it.
Although the cooking skills of the chefs in the imperial kitchen were not good, their knife skills were not bad!
The beef slices were cut very thinly, and they could be eaten after being boiled for a few seconds in the boiling soup!
The only regret was that there was no sesame sauce. Ying Pingan had asked for a few seasonings from the imperial kitchen, and added them to his own, so they could barely make do!
"Good! Qichu, let's try it too!"
Seeing Ying Pingan enjoying his meal, Ying Zheng also came to the table, picked up his chopsticks, and copied Ying Pingan's actions. He picked up a piece of beef and dipped it into the copper cauldron.
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