The cooking techniques of the people at that time were really simple, either steaming, boiling, or roasting.
If you wanted to eat something with a strong taste, add more salt, such as pickles, salt beans, onions, ginger, garlic and leeks.
But think about it, Luo Yong still lived in the Tang Dynasty, and he was still in Hedong Road, which has a profound historical background.
At least they still have onions, ginger, garlic and leeks here, vinegar and rice wine are still common, and the current price of salt is not very expensive. , the society is also very orderly.
If we traveled to that backward and barbaric land, there would really be no place to cry.
Because the people here eat relatively coarse food, the Dongpo Pork that Luo used became very popular at that time.
With its soft and glutinous texture and rich and fragrant meat aroma, the Dongpo Pork dish became popular in a very short time.
Within a short period of time, it became popular in Lishi County.
Those Chang'an nobles who thought they had eaten a lot of human delicacies had their eyes opened this time.
The cooking technology from the eleventh century was naturally advanced for people in the seventh century.
The reason why Luo Yong chose the Dongpo Pork dish was because it uses simple ingredients and is low-cost.
There is no need to buy expensive spices.
The pork, soy sauce, onions, ginger, and garlic are all produced at home, so he only needs to buy some more.
You can make salty wine.
It's like what Luo Sanlang always said to his brothers and sisters these days: only by controlling costs can we ensure profits.
"Sanlang, is this too little?"
Luo Erniang looked at the few cubes of meat in the jar, feeling uncertain.
Although meat is expensive, pork like this, no matter how much, can be exchanged for one pound with three to five liters of corn.
Such a small piece of square meat is probably not even half a pound, even if it is added with wine, sauce and firewood.
He, the cost was only two cents, but such a small thing could be sold for ten cents.
Erniang thought it would be better to add one or two more pieces of meat.
"It's quite a lot.
The meat is cut into large pieces today."
Luo Yong said, covering the jars with oil paper. "" Erniang was silent.
"Sister, we only have a few pigs left at home.
How much can we make with this money?
We still haven't received the money for the tens of thousands of saplings in the spring."
Luo Yong sighed that the people of the seventh century were really too rich. really.
"The bought pork can't be cooked."
When Er Niang mentioned this, she was also very worried.
His Sanlang was good at everything, but this gesture was a bit too big.
He waved 60,000 saplings from the south of Chang'an.
Ship it over.
This was an unimaginable event for her, and because of this pressure, Erniang had really worked hard to knit sweaters recently, and from time to time she would have to urge the little girls in the village to wear cashmere.
There wasn't much.
After being spun into thread, Luo Yong dyed it and put it at home.
At their current rate, it won't be long before the cashmere thread at home will bottom out.
"It can be done, but the smell of mutton is stronger, and there is not much oil and water."
The pork at this time was leaner and had not been castrated.
Most of them were fed raw food, so the meat taste was not as delicious as the ones raised by Luo Yong. .
"Wait until these few are killed, then go to Xiaohe Village to have a look."
Erniang thought for a while and said.
The first batch of piglets that the Luo family cooperated with others to raise were in Xiaohe Village.
The Luo brothers and sisters tied the jars with colorful thin linen threads, and then Luo Yong said to Peng Er: "From tomorrow on, you will be cooking the Dongpo meat."
"Okay."
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Peng Er didn't expect Luo Yong to leave such an important matter to her.
He was surprised and quickly agreed.
"Food is still provided by Siniang and the others, you can just raise pigs for meat."
Luo Yong clarified the division of labor again.
"If I have time, I can also help Siniang."
Peng Eryan said.
"It's a good thing to help each other.
If Si Niang and the others are free, ask them to help you peel onions."
This is not because Luo Yong deliberately wants to treat Peng Er preferentially.
It is mainly for the sake of his own children and does not want them to develop that habit.
The arrogant habit of being served by others and feeling superior to others.
"Brother, I will definitely cook well."
That girl Siniang assured her with a pat on her chest.
"In this case, we will have to worry about Si Niang's food from now on."
Luo Yong said jokingly.
"Okay."
Siniang suddenly felt that she had a heavy responsibility.
"Brother, there's me, what should I do?"
Wulang asked, pulling on Luo Yong's robe.
"You are responsible for mixing the chicken food."
Luo Yong also divided the work for him.
"Brother, I am, ah, ah, ah," Liulang Qiniang also started making noises.
"You two are responsible for picking up eggs, and you also have to help brothers and sisters."
Luo Sanlang began to coax the children.
"Woof woof" "You two are responsible for looking after the house."
"There are five pairs, brother, there are still five pairs left."
"Five pairs are responsible for pulling the cart and grinding." "" It is said that the Dongpo Pork is being cooked in the Luo family yard every day.
The whole yard seems to be exuding a strong aroma of meat.
The children in the village are so greedy that they wander around it all day long.
Even the adults are passing by the village entrance.
Every time, I have to take two deep breaths of meat to satisfy my craving.
Ten cents, just a few square pieces of meat.
Even now that they have earned some money by selling tofu, the villagers are still reluctant to eat it.
Even Lin Chunqiu of the Lin family has been quarreling with his mother for a long time, and finally Couldn't come After a jar of meat to satisfy his craving, he finally had to go to Lin Wulang.
Lin Wulang had no nerve to talk to Luo Yong.
He didn't have the ten cents himself.
He was pestered by his brothers and had no choice but to talk to Aunt Luo. .
On this day, Aunt Luo said to the old couple of the Lin family: "Liu Lang wants to eat Dongpo meat, so I will cut some mutton from home and exchange it with San Lang for some Dongpo meat.
Okay."
Lin's mother was also made a big fuss by Lin Chunqiu recently.
After hearing what Auntie said, she agreed, but when Auntie Luo came out of the yard carrying the meat, she used her eyes to take a look and saw her.
The piece of mutton in his hand was probably not worth ten cents, and he felt relieved.
When Luo Yong heard what his aunt said, he accepted the piece of mutton, filled a large pottery bowl full of half-fat meat and asked her to take it over.
Those Chang'an people actually know how to eat it.
Although they didn't know that authentic Dongpo pork uses pork belly, after tasting it a few times, they all said that the pork belly is the most delicious.
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Luo used the whole pig he killed at home to find pork belly, so he often used the fat and lean meat to cook Dongpo pork.
Those who know how to eat, if they open the jar and find that they are half fat and thin again, they will sigh and say bad luck.
As time went by, these people gradually figured out the rules.
Usually if Luo Yong had just killed a pig, what he cooked would be pork belly.
In the next few days, it would be hard to tell whether it was pork belly or half fat or lean.
It's still Dongpo elbow.
The Luo family sells as many as they make every day, and there has never been a time when they couldn't sell out.
As for the Lin family, when Aunt Luo brought back such a big bowl of Dongpo meat, both Lin's father and Lin's mother were surprised.
Thinking about it again, they felt something was wrong in their hearts.
Could it be that Luo Sanlang was giving him something?
They can't see it That's right, Luo Yong is showing off to them.
If that family wanted to eat Dongpo meat, no matter whether it was called Wulang or someone from the family came over with money to buy it, if it was only once or twice, he wouldn't really be able to earn the Lin family's money.
They actually asked Aunt Luo to bring mutton in exchange.
It seemed that there wasn't much mutton.
If it were replaced by the fussy mother-in-law, it would be much harder for Aunt Luo to be caught in the middle.
Aren't you going to eat Dongpo Pork?
I'll give you a big bowl. , tell you to eat enough.
Among the brothers of the Lin family, Wulang was the more honest and dull, while Lin Dalang and Lin Erlang were both shrewd.
There was nothing they could not figure out about this matter.
Immediately, Lin Dalang came over with a basket of vegetables and dried tofu. , and said directly: "It's just that the boy from Chunqiu is greedy.
Just give him a little taste.
Why do you ask the aunt to bring that big bowl over?"
"It's just a bowl of meat.
It's not a rare thing.
Why is Dalang so unreasonable?"
No matter how dissatisfied he was, Luo Yong always smiled when he was face to face with the Lin family.
He accepted the basket of vegetables and tofu.
The Luo family did not have a cellar, and they did not make tofu at home anymore.
If they wanted to eat these things, they had to take things from home and exchange them with others.
For this fresh vegetables, the whole village only had The Lin family has such a big and good cellar, which is rare at this time of year.
After all, they are still in-laws, and it is such a trivial matter.
As long as the other party understands the attitude, it is fine, but there is no need to make the relationship too tense.
Although everything is calm here in Luo Yong, the storm on the Lin family's side has just begun to brew.
This time, Lin Dalang and Lin Erlang both felt that Lin Chunqiu had embarrassed them.
The old couple were usually not stupid, but how could they not have the slightest idea when it came to something like Liu Lang's?
At noon that day, the aunt and her sisters were still spinning linen and weaving, and the Lin brothers were still making tofu in the yard.
While he was doing this, Lin Dalang asked Lin Chunqiu, who was sitting on the porch and lazing around: "How come you are the only one sitting there when all the brothers are working?
Could it be that you are the husband of this house?
I'll wait for you."
It’s just that the slave is not good enough.”
This was indeed a very serious statement.
After hearing this, the old couple in the room immediately changed their expressions.
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