It is said that people at this time in the early Tang Dynasty were actually more adventurous.
The plate of stir-fried pork that Luo used was so choking when it was stir-fried.
When it was finished and brought out, these people even dared to pick up chopsticks to eat it.
"It's so spicy" "It's even better than Wu Xin Cai."
"I think it's not as good as five-spice vegetables."
"The fried meat is quite delicious."
"I just don't know if it will cause any harm to the body after eating it."
"Sanlang, what is this?"
someone asked Luo Yongdao.
"I don't know."
Luo Yong hasn't eaten chili for a long time.
At this moment, he was eating chili fried pork with a big bowl of corn porridge.
He took a bite of chili fried pork, chewed it a few times, and then drank a big mouthful of corn porridge, huffing and puffing.
Yes, it was quite exciting to eat.
"Since you don't know what it is, then eat less."
Someone on the side advised him.
"The person who gave me the seed said that it is edible."
Luo Yong was eating vigorously at this time, and he could not stop.
"Who gave the seeds?"
the other party asked again. "" Luo Yong stopped his chopsticks, raised his head and thought for a while, and said, "It's been too long, I don't remember."
""Everyone is speechless.
I don't remember how sure you are that this thing is edible.
Just those seeds of yours.
There are so many weeds planted in front of you.
Are those weeds also edible?
Panluo Yong seemed to be addicted to eating.
He had just eaten stir-fried pork the first day, and the next day he added chili fried bean paste and made fried noodles.
All the children in his family also ate it.
It can be seen that his disciples and the villagers of Xipo Village are very worried about this family.
Fortunately, there were only a few peppers that Luo Yong had planted before, and they hadn't grown well yet.
After picking for two days, there were not many peppers left to pick.
"This thing is really strange.
It was unheard of before."
Everyone in the Xu family guesthouse has also been discussing chili peppers recently.
They asked Luo Yong what the name of this thing was, and Luo Yong said he didn't know.
Then someone asked Luo Yong to pick one up, and Luo Yong said he called it chili pepper.
Everyone is still a little used to this name, and it still sounds like it.
This thing and this thing.
"The taste is so pungent that it burns on the tongue.
It's a bit more powerful than raw garlic."
Some people can't eat spicy food, so their acceptance of this chili pepper is very low.
"I think it has a different taste."
This is more spicy.
In addition to the spiciness, you can also taste other flavors of chili.
"Brother, do you want to plant all these?"
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Over at the Luo family, Luo Yong started planting peppers again.
He had a lot of pepper seeds wrapped in an oil paper bag.
At this time, he took out the clay pots used for raising seedlings in the spring and planned to put all the pepper seeds in these clay pots.
Grow pepper seedlings.
"Is this food delicious?"
Luo Yong asked them.
"Delicious" Qiniang's girl is the most receptive to chili peppers.
I don't know if she is born with a strong appetite for spicy food or something.
She ate a lot of the spicy fried noodles that Luo Yong made two days ago.
"When all these peppers are grown, I will cook them with you often."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
He couldn't help but start to look forward to all kinds of spicy dishes, such as Malatang, Mapo Tofu, etc.
Cook the meat slices "Brother, can't this thing be exchanged for money?"
Wulang, a money fanatic, was not very enthusiastic about peppers.
He wanted to know if this thing could be exchanged for money.
"As long as someone likes it, you can naturally get money in exchange for it."
When the time comes to sell a few hot dishes and build a reputation, there is no need to worry about not getting money back, especially in some places in the south where there is a lot of miasma.
This pepper can almost Rescue people and water and fire.
Luo Yongchuan has been here for so long, and he has some understanding of the climate of this era.
In terms of temperature, it seems that it is not much different from that of later generations, but it feels that it is generally more humid than later generations.
This kind of humidity is quite suitable here in Lishi County.
For many places in the south, the humidity may be a bit too high.
Moreover, in this era, the entire earth's forest coverage rate is very high, and many virgin forests have not yet been destroyed.
In many places in the south, miasma is generally more serious.
It is said that chili peppers can also resist miasma.
Most of the provinces that like to eat chili peppers in later generations, such as Sichuan, Hunan, and Jiangxi, are places where the air circulation is not particularly good and miasma is easy to form.
"Can you change a lot of money?"
Si Niang also joined in.
"Natural."
Luo said confidently.
Hearing that peppers can be exchanged for a lot of money, the children in the family became very excited.
One by one, they filled soil with soil, watered with water, and carefully buried all the pepper seeds in clay pots, hoping to get them soon.
Grow pepper seedlings.
Now that the weather is getting warmer, these clay pots no longer need to be placed on the kang head.
They only need to be placed against the wall under the eaves, watered every day, and then moved to the ground when they are old enough to be transplanted.
When the previous pepper plants began to mature, Luo Yong picked some red peppers and came back and made Mapo tofu at the Xu family guest house.
Although there is no Pixian Doubanjiang and their home-produced soybean paste is used instead, this dish still opened a door to a new world for those Tang Dynasty people who had never eaten Mapo Tofu.
The chili peppers are spicy enough, the Sichuan peppercorns are numb enough, the tofu is tender enough, and Xujia Keshe’s homemade fried noodles are thick and fragrant.
Seeing the gentlemen wiping sweat and runny noses while stretching their chopsticks into the plates, Luo Yong couldn't help but think of the years when he was just exposed to Sichuan cuisine when he was a teenager.
The small town where Luo Yong lived with Grandma Luo didn't eat much chili pepper, and the lives of his grandparents and grandson were relatively frugal.
Luo Yong always ate at home when he was a child.
It wasn't until he went out to go to college that he suddenly came into contact with many things.
Foreign taste.
Like this Mapo Tofu, Luo Yong has always eaten it.
At first, he couldn't eat spicy food.
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He had to eat it with snot in his eyes and tears in his eyes.
After eating it, he couldn't eat spicy food.
In the past few years since he came here, it has been really difficult for him.
Looking at the people in front of him, Luo Yong felt that his chili peppers should have no worries about running out of market.
It seems that the tastes of Chinese people have been similar throughout the ages.
The dish of Mapo Tofu is destined to sweep across the country, whether in the 21st century or the 7th century AD.
At the end of May of the 11th year of Zhenguan, Luo Sanlang of Lishi began to buy beans from the surrounding people at a high price.
A bushel of beans cost five cents, which was almost the same price as corn.
It's a pity that not many people in the neighborhood grow beans.
People at that time said that this bean was a crop variety that Zhang Qian brought back to the Central Plains from the west when he was on his mission to the Western Regions.
Because it came from the Hu land, the people called it bean.
These peas are not a grain, and most people don't grow much of them.
They only plant a few dozen plants, and a little more land, just to add vegetables to the family.
In the past, no one was willing to pay a big price to buy them.
"Master, I collected two more buckets of beans from outside yesterday."
Early that morning, Liu Huo came to the Luo family yard carrying a bag of beans, also known as broad beans.
"But it's still five cents a dou."
The Luo family was eating at this time.
When Luo Yong heard the sound, he quickly put down his chopsticks and came out.
While talking, he took the money from his wallet.
"Exactly."
Liu Huo smiled and asked again: "I have collected a lot in recent days, but now it is enough."
"If you encounter it, you can collect some more for me."
Luo Yong plans to use these broad beans to make Pixian bean paste.
He has made soybean paste for several years before, and he is more confident about making the paste, so this time I just want to make more.
I will continue to make it now and let it dry in the sun for a few months in the summer.
When winter comes this year, although the fermentation time will be shorter, it will almost be ready for cooking.
"Have you had breakfast?"
After paying, he took a basket from the wall and poured the broad beans into the basket.
Luo Yong asked Liu Huodao again.
"I've eaten."
Liu Huo held a linen bag in one hand and put the ten cents in his arms with the other.
He said with a smile: "I'm going to Dinghu County in the next two days.
If there are peas there, I will help you."
You take some back.”
"Then if you really receive some by then, hire a few porters and don't worry about the money."
Luo Yong explained.
"I don't have to."
Liu Huo agreed, waved his hand, and left the Luo family yard.
On the barren slope in front of the Luo family's yard, a large field had been planted at this time, and the pepper seedlings planted on it were fluttering in the wind.
The children of the Luo family kept watering and fertilizing them all day long.
They wished they could offer these pepper seedlings as ancestors because Luo Yong said they could be exchanged for a lot of money in the future.
The Luo family's current income is not bad.
Luo Yong's disciples all give him a share.
Now even the Xu family guest house has to send him money every month.
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In addition, there is income from the cement workshop and the threshing machine workshop.
In a few months, this year's eucommia leaves will fall again.
"Brother, how much money do we still owe?"
After dinner that day, Si Niang was sitting on the edge of the kang, cutting her toenails.
As she was cutting, she thought of this incident again.
"See for yourself."
Luo Yong took a notebook from the kang cabinet and handed it to her.
"I want to see it too, I want to see it too."
Liulang and Qiniang, who were idle and rolling on their brother's bed, quickly came over.
"Um, five hundred, this is five hundred dollars, this is one hundred and fifty."
Qiniang's girl pretended to understand.
"Idiot, this is five hundred guan, this one is 150 guan."
Siniang stretched out her hand and flicked it in front of her forehead.
"Brother, sister hit me again."
If Luo Yong was not here, she would have been hit by him, but Luo Yong was here at this moment.
"Sister is right, it's the sex, not the money."
Luo Yong reached out and rubbed the girl's head.
Among the children in the house, she was the most coquettish.
"Oh, that's a lot of money."
Thinking of the huge amount written on the small notebook, the little girl Qiniang couldn't help but sigh.
There was always a lot of money, and it was so heavy to hold in her hands.
Their family He actually owed others hundreds of dollars.
"When will these debts be repaid?"
Siniang couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know."
Luo Yong said.
"Brother, when we make the bean paste, we should sell it quickly to pay off the debt."
Goro said worriedly.
"There's no rush."
Luo Yong said casually, holding a book and leaning on the bed, yawning. "" Luo Siniang. "" Luo Wulang. "" Luo Liulang. "" Luo Qiniang.
"Don't eat the white rice at home, use it to exchange for money."
Siniang agreed.
"Yeah."
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