Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Official documents sent to the capital were lost in the sea.

There was no news from Yang Ge on the left, and there was no movement on the right. The new issues of the Di newspaper that arrived in a row still showed the atmosphere of peace and tranquility in the world.

The longer he waited, the more anxious and irritable he became.

As soon as the business peak of lunch at Riri Inn was over, he threw down his apron and ran to Shangyouyamen.

Returning disappointed every day.

Shopkeeper, I'm out...

On the 19th day of the first lunar month, all the guests in the inn were walking around. Yang Ge took off his apron, said hello to the old shopkeeper who was sunbathing in the door with a teapot, and was about to go to the right room. yamen.

But the old shopkeeper, who had never asked about his personal affairs in the past, stopped him today: Little brother.

Yang Ge stopped and said, Shopkeeper, what can I do?

The old shopkeeper smiled kindly: It's nothing serious. I just feel like I have a tasteless taste in my mouth these days, and I always remember that hot waistband you made during the Chinese New Year the year before last. Can you give it to us again today? Do it once?

Hearing this, Yang Ge's heart skipped a beat, and he stepped forward in three steps at a time, clasping the old shopkeeper's wrist and feeling his pulse carefully: Are you feeling unwell somewhere?

There is no distinction between medicine and martial arts. After practicing martial arts to his level, his understanding of the meridians of the human body is no more superficial than some old Chinese doctors.

The old shopkeeper let him do what he did, and said with a chuckle: I don't feel good about anything, I just feel greedy.

Yang Ge checked the pulse of his left wrist, then to the pulse of his right wrist, and also observed his complexion. After a while, he took back his hand and coaxed the old man: Your spleen and stomach are a little weak, so you should eat less greasy and spicy food these days. , eat more light food that is flat in nature and sweet in taste, and it will take some time to heal.

The old man didn't care and said willfully: I don't care, we don't want to eat any bland food, we just want to eat hot kidneys!

Yes, your in-laws just sent a few pairs of pork kidneys over this morning, but they haven't been used yet.

Yang Ge smiled, walked back to the big case and picked up the apron he had just taken off: I'll do it for you right now, but I have to agree first... After eating this time, you have to stop being greasy and spicy for a while.

Things in Jiangsu and Zhejiang are very important.

It is also very important for the old shopkeeper to want to eat hot money.

Sure, listen to you!

The old shopkeeper held his little teapot and followed him step by step to the backyard.

Master Lu, who was in charge of the kitchen, went to the front hall to rest. Only Zhang Erniu was washing dishes in the backyard, and the kitchen was empty.

Yang Ge called Zhang Erniu in to help him light the fire, while he dug out the pig kidneys sent by butcher Deng in the early morning and processed them quickly.

He cut a pair of pork kidneys in half, first tore off the oily film on the outside, then sliced ​​off the fat from the kidneys, cut them into pieces, washed them twice and then marinated them with taro starch, salt and rice wine.

Season with peppercorns, green onions, ginger and garlic.

Accessories include fungus and winter bamboo shoots.

It is said to be hot, but it lacks the soul of pickled peppers, and the method is closer to green onions...

Yang Ge was thinking about the news in the court, and his men unconsciously used all the knife skills. When he changed the knife to cut vegetables, the blade of the kitchen knife had an afterimage, and Zhang Er, who was behind the stove, stretched his neck to steal the skill. The cow's eyes were straight.

Shopkeeper Liu poked his little teapot at the door of the kitchen and watched him working with a smile without making a sound.

Stab it!

The kidneys were put into the oil pan. Yang Ge raised the iron pan with one hand and raised the flames about half a person's height. The blood-red kidneys rolled in the flames and quickly lost their blood color, turning into the attractive color of cooked meat.

After only stirring for about a minute, he poured the side dishes that had been cooked in hot oil into the pot to taste...

In the end, the battle ended with a beautiful scoop.

Yang Ge pushed a plate of hot and spicy kidneys to the center of the chopping board, took off his apron and said with a smile: Shopkeeper, please give it a try... I haven't made it for a while, and I don't know if my craftsmanship has deteriorated.

Gudong.

Zhang Erniu, who was sitting behind the stove and stretched his neck to look at the hot dish, swallowed hard.

Shopkeeper Liu, however, just glanced at it, shook his head and said slowly: Your dish of hot money is not quite right. It is far worse than the dish you made the year before last.

ah?

Yang Ge looked down at the steaming hot kidneys on the chopping board for a few seconds without knowing why. He found that the kidneys were overcooked, the side dishes were not cut evenly, and the color difference between the juice at the bottom of the plate and the kidneys was too big. It's not tasty enough to look at.

In another time and space, this would be at the level of a roadside stall at best...

Without thinking much, he grabbed the apron he had just put down and tied it up again: Then I will redo it for you.

Just do it, don't rush it.

Shopkeeper Liu replied, and finally said to Zhang Erniu, who was looking through the autumn water behind the stove: This plate belongs to you. After you have tasted this little brother's heirloom craftsmanship, you have to be strict with your mouth and don't talk nonsense when you go out.

That can't be done!

Zhang Erniu replied with a playful smile. He stood up and picked up the chopsticks with one hand and took the plate of hot kidneys with the other. Soon, there was a lot of slurping in the kitchen.

Yang Ge was not affected by him, took out another pair of pork kidneys, and repeated the process again.

This time, he no longer thought about the news from the upper right department and carefully handled every step of the dish.

Pork kidneys are transformed into cross cuts.

Zanthoxylum bungeanum is ground into Zanthoxylum bungeanum.

Smash the ginger and garlic and chop into minced ginger and garlic...

But the knife was still fast, and the sound of the kitchen knife chopping on the cutting board was so loud that it was impossible to hear the sound of a separate kitchen knife chopping on the cutting board.

Visually, it felt like the kitchen knife in his hand quickly moved a few inches away on the cutting board, and the chopped ginger and garlic turned into a pile of foam...

Stab it.

The pickled kidneys were put into the frying pan again. Yang Ge picked up the iron pan and the flames about half a man high started to flame again. His hand waving the spatula almost turned into an afterimage.

Not long after, a plate of hot kidneys with thick oil and red sauce, full of color, flavor and flavor came out of the pan again. The unique aroma made Zhang Erniu, who had just finished a whole plate of hot kidneys, swallow hard again.

Yang Ge pushed this plate of popular waist flower onto the chopping board, took out a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Shopkeeper Liu with both hands: Old shopkeeper, please try it.

Shopkeeper Liu stepped forward and took a piece of kidney flower with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. After chewing it slowly for a while, he sighed and said, The taste is still not right!

Yang Ge glanced at the old man doubtfully, then took out a pair of chopsticks in disbelief, picked up a piece of kidney flower, put it into his mouth and tasted it...

The taste is okay.

At least he didn't taste anything strange. Even if there were flaws, it was due to the limitations of the ingredients. After all, the soul of this dish is pickled peppers. There is also a difference between taro starch and sweet potato starch, and there is also a lack of flavor enhancement. MSG and flavored sugar...

He thought it was very rare to be able to do this.

But why does the old shopkeeper think it tastes wrong?

The old shopkeeper put down his chopsticks and said calmly: Let's try it again.

Yang Ge looked at the old man's face.

The old man smiled and patted his shoulder gently: Think carefully about how you made this dish in the first place.

At first?

Yang Ge thought of the New Year's Eve the year before last, when the inn closed early. Master Lu and Wang Dali went home to celebrate the New Year, leaving only the two of them guarding the empty inn.

At that time, he was sitting bored at the door of the lobby, staring at the snowflakes outside the door in a daze. Later, he felt so empty that he couldn't bear it anymore, so he got into the kitchen and dug out a leftover pig kidney.

It was at the end of the New Year, the inn was about to close, and there were few usable ingredients left in the kitchen. He could only rack his brains to pick out a few accessories from a few nondescript ingredients to make that dish.

There was no taro starch, so he used egg white instead.

There were no winter bamboo shoots and fungus, so he used half a piece of white radish and a few yellow garlic sprouts as supplementary ingredients.

There was no Sichuan peppercorns, so he dug at the bottom of the bottle and dug out a little bit of five-spice powder...

With such scattered ingredients and seasonings, today, he might give up the idea of ​​starting the fire after just one glance.

But he vaguely remembered that the plate of hot kidneys was indeed delicious, and he ate a big bowl of cold rice from the bottom of the plate.

Yang Ge seemed to have thought of something. Without saying a word, he took out the last pair of pork kidneys and repeated the process that he had done twice.

Compared with the two previous times where the knife skills and heat were very impressive, his knife skills and heat this time were not that interesting.

I'm not very fast with the knife, so I cut it normally.

The pot was not bumped violently, and the flames flickered on the pot a few times and then disappeared.

The mediocre Zhang Erniu thought that he could do well on his own.

Even the finished product of the popular kidney flower that was finally plated did not look as thick and oily as the previous plate. There was even a little bit of blood on the kidney flower that seemed to have continued to grow...

But after shopkeeper Liu picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, he nodded with a smile and said: This tastes just right!

Yang Ge also smiled and said: It's hard for you to come up with such a tactful way to enlighten me.

Shopkeeper Liu smiled and waved his hand: It's best if you don't think my old man is troublesome and nagging me.

Yang Ge sighed and shook his head slowly: How can it be possible? It's like having an elder in the family is like having a treasure!

Shopkeeper Liu: Then you have to be able to listen. Look at your wealthy brother. As the saying goes, you don't need a heavy hammer to play a drum. I smashed his drum and didn't even see him play a single sound.

Yang Ge: Looking at what you said, Brother Fuyu is much more practical than before.

Zhang Erniu looked at the smiling men and listened for a long time without understanding what riddle they were playing.

okay.

Shopkeeper Liu ate the popular kidney flower leisurely and waved his head without looking back: Go and do your own thing.

Yang Ge thought for a while and smiled: It seems there is nothing to be busy with. No matter how anxious I am, I can't wake up a person who is pretending to sleep.

Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand: Then don't hang around here, go out and walk around...

Yang Ge turned around and walked out to the front hall: Nothing is getting better. I'll clean the front hall again.

Zhang Erniu watched Yang Ge go out and weakly raised a hand: Old shopkeeper, I want to go out for a walk.

Shopkeeper Liu slapped his head crookedly with his backhand: Young man hasn't gone out yet, where are you going?

Zhang Erniu covered his head in grievance: ‘Old shopkeeper, you are partial! ’

…

Master Fang, congratulations!

A Qianhu man wearing prison ox embroidered clothes approached Fang Ke with a smile on his face and bowed his hands.

Fang Ke held the petition that Qianhu had just handed over to him, as if he was living in a dream: Master Gu, I am a low-ranking official with no merit, how dare you hold the position of Deputy Qianhu...

Hearing this, the Qianhu who came from Beizhen Prefecture turned his head and glanced at the 100 households and general banners of the First Right Office in the hall. After pondering for a few breaths, he said: They are all brothers of my own. There is no need to hide the words, Mr. Fang, you are able to be the deputy of Qianhu because you have benefited from Mr. Yang!

ha?

Fang Ke was startled, and immediately realized that the Master Yang mentioned by Master Gu was his own boss.

Gu Qianhu, with his hands behind his back, looked around at the hundreds of households with twinkling eyes in the hall, and said solemnly: What the commander means is that regardless of whether Mr. Yang is reinstated, all affairs of the Shangyou Office will still be handled by Mr. Yang is presiding, and I hope that all of you will correct your positions and do not cause trouble to Mr. Yang or Mr. Shen.

Qin Feng has learned a lesson from the past, and I hope all of you will take it as a warning!

Our Lord Shen, like Lord Yang, can't even get rid of the sand in his eyes.

Those who deserve to die in Shangyou will still not be able to survive even if they return to the capital!

A group of hundreds of households and general bannermen looked at each other in disbelief. They all clasped their hands and said, I will obey my orders!

Gu Qianhu waved his hand: Okay, you go down first!

Resign as a lower official (lower position).

A group of hundreds of households and general bannermen filed out of the Deputy Thousand Households Gongzao originally used by Qin Feng, and the people walking behind closed the door knowingly.

Gu Qianhu called Fang Ke to sit down: Does Mr. Fang understand his responsibilities in our superior office?

Fang Ke quickly replied: Xiaguan understands that Xiaguan's duty in the Shangyou Institute is to fully assist Mr. Yang in handling affairs in the institute...

No, you don't understand yet!

Gu Qianhu interrupted what he had not finished saying: Your first duty in the upper right office is to stop your Mr. Yang from entering the capital again!

Fang Ke: Ah this...

Gu Qianhu knocked on the desk and warned: Mr. Shen is telling the truth. If your Mr. Yang comes to Beijing again, you will pack your bags and go back to Beizhen Prefecture to feed the horses!

Fang Ke: Ah this...

Gu Qianhu: Do you have any questions about the affairs at the Upper Right Office?

Fang Ke thought for a while, then hesitantly asked in a low voice: Where is the left deputy Qianhu...

Gu Qianhu waved his hand without thinking and said bluntly: You don't have to worry about the left deputy Qianhu. He will return to Beijing with me later to report on his duties. His position will remain vacant until Mr. Yang is reinstated. Xuan, go up to the right and you will have the highest position and grade!

He had already talked about this, what else could Fang Ke say?

Fang Ke could only clasp his fists and say: Don't worry, Mr. Shen. From now on, if Mr. Yang says to go east, I will never go to the west. If Mr. Yang says to go to the west, I will never go to the east. No matter whether Mr. Yang is reinstated or not, we There is only one Qianhu in the upper and right offices, and that is Yang Erlang Yang Qianhu!

Gu Qianhu: There is also the matter of preventing your Mr. Yang from entering Beijing again... I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. The last time your Mr. Yang came to Beijing, our Beizhen Prefecture was punished from top to bottom. If If your Mr. Yang comes to Beijing again, even if Mr. Shen doesn't kill you, your brothers will line up to kill you!

Fang Ke:......

Okay, okay, if you guys can't handle Mr. Yang, then you can handle me, right?

Can I stop that guy?

If I had that ability, what else would I do to serve as a thousand households?

His head was as big as a bucket and he cried out: Master Gu, you speak quickly, and I don't hide it... It's not that I don't want to stop you, it's really that I can't stop you. Just go back and I'll get it half a day in advance. I found out that Master Yang was going to Beijing, but it was too late to report to Master Shen, so I had to cut the firepower and temporarily transfer all the horses in the station.

Guess what?

Mr. Yang was stunned and ran to the capital on his legs!

Who can stop this?

After he said this, Gu Qianhu also immediately remembered the manic figure that day, swinging his two long legs like wheels, laughing and walking away, and suddenly felt speechless.

But the next moment, he straightened his face and said unreasonably: We can't control this. Anyway, Mr. Shen cultivated you to be the deputy of Qianhu. It's just such a 'small' request. If you can't even make such a simple request, If you can't handle all your requests, then you can't blame Lord Shen and the brothers for being ruthless, but you can blame yourself for being hopeless!

Fang Ke:......

So is it too late for me to resign now?

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