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On the afternoon of August 13th, Yao Shuang, a doctor in the Ministry of Revenue, had just returned home when he heard his servants tell him that the place reserved for Ma's guesthouse on the Mid-Autumn Festival was no longer available and asked him if he wanted it.
Find another place.
"It's fine, but it's gone."
Yao Shuang raised his arms and asked the maid to help him undress.
He was not very angry that the reserved seat was suddenly gone, but he was a little bit unhappy in his heart.
This kind of thing is nothing unusual.
There are many nobles in Chang'an City, and it is inevitable that some will be domineering and unreasonable.
These merchants dare not confront them head-on, so they have to turn around and choose someone who is easy to talk to offend.
Yao Langzhong's official position is not high, and his family background is not prominent enough.
It's not surprising to encounter such a thing, but my impression of Ma's guest house is much different.
"It is said that Nali Shiluo Sanlang is going to hold a banquet at Ma's guest house.
The Ma family has sent two bamboo sticks to apologize to Mr.
Lang."
The servant said, holding two bamboo sticks in his hands and walked closer.
Dr.
Yao put on a comfortable and spacious household robe, sat down on the wooden couch, and took the two bamboo sticks from the servant's hands to look at them.
A small bamboo stick, a little longer than his finger, was engraved with relatively exquisite patterns and varnished, with the four words "Mid-Autumn Festival Small Banquet" engraved in the middle.
This is an unexpected surprise.
The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet probably means small but exquisite.
Naluo Coffin Board will probably get something good this time.
It turns out that he was not stepped on this time, but was lucky and caught up with something good.
"Where's Madam?"
These two bamboo sticks were two admission tickets.
The first thing Yao Langzhong thought of was his rotten wife.
"The lady is at the old lady's place," the servant replied.
"How have you been these past two days, madam?"
When he mentioned his wife, Yao Langzhong felt a little heavy.
Since the beginning of spring this year, his mother's health has been getting worse day by day.
She has eaten very little since summer.
Now that the weather has cooled down, she has not seen any improvement.
"The old lady only had a bowl of rice porridge today, and she is still not in good spirits."
The servant whispered.
"I'll take a look."
Yao Langzhong sighed, got up and went to find his mother.
When he arrived in front of his mother, he saw that his wife was actually talking to the old man in the room with her youngest daughter.
Dr.
Yao said hello and sat down in the room.
After chatting for a few words, he said that Li Shiluo Sanlang was going to hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet at Ma's guest house.
He had two bamboo sticks in his hand and asked him: Mother is going or not.
"If you don't want to go, don't go."
The old man waved his hand and said, "You can take your wife there.
The food there is too sweet and greasy, and I don't like it either."
"This Mid-Autumn Festival banquet should be different from the items sold in their shop.
People say that Lishi Luo Sanlang is the best at organizing fresh items.
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Madam, please go and relax and take a look at the fresh items."
Yao Dalang advised. .
When it came to seeing what was new, the old lady became more or less interested.
Besides, this was just a dinner party, and there was no need for her to go out to bask in the sun on a hot day.
In addition, her daughter-in-law and granddaughter kept urging her, so the old lady finally agreed. .
On the evening of August 15th, Dr.
Yao took his wife out.
Before going out, the old lady joked with the younger people in the family: "You guys eat slowly, wait for me to go over there and have a look.
If you don't have much to eat, I will come back and eat with you."
As a result, once she went there, a door to a new world was opened directly, and she could swim in the five thousand years of Chinese food culture, and she was not willing to go home early.
"Da Lang, you and I will bring you a bowl of steamed eggs with clams."
"Here."
"The one called Jin Yong Tofu, come with me and get a piece of it."
"Here."
"Dalang, look what they are eating" "I heard it's called Furong Chicken Slices."
"Let's get some over and try it too."
"Um."
"You go and pick up some boiled fish fillets with me."
"That one is too spicy.
Mom, please eat less."
"It's just a little spicy, appetizing."
"All right."
"Da Lang, the sweet and sour pork ribs that were just served smell so delicious.
Go and get them quickly." "" This night's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, Luo Yong indeed prepared it carefully and brought out a lot of dry goods.
Almost every dish was a new dish that had never appeared before.
These dishes are all spicy, some are mildly spicy, just lightly seasoned with a small amount of chili, and some are not spicy at all.
Although the reason why he held such a buffet dinner this time was mainly to promote pepper seeds, he did not necessarily have to make every dish so spicy, as doing so might be counterproductive.
Luo Yong's idea is to create a dinner party with fresh and delicious dishes, so that those who have eaten it will remember every dish at the dinner party every time they think about it.
It is not easy to do this, but judging from the reactions of the people at the scene, the effect is still in place.
To be honest, even Luo Yong himself thought these dishes today were extremely delicious.
Once upon a time in the 21st century, although cooking technology and commerce were developed, it was not that easy to eat real food because real good ingredients were also rare.
Today's banquet truly combines high-quality ingredients from the seventh century with advanced cooking technology from the 21st century.
"Sister, please rest.
Originally, I wanted to ask you to eat something ready-made for the Mid-Autumn Festival this year, but it turned out to be a lot of work."
After finally waiting for the last hot dish to be served, Luo Yong and the others were finally able to stop and take a breath.
"Be polite to me."
Aunt Luo smiled.
She has been studying cooking skills in the past two years, and now her skills are pretty good.
She has been here to help Luo Yong these past two days.
From the early preparations to the official banquet tonight, she participated in the entire process.
"But everything is fine."
Qiao Junlin also tied a scarf on his head tonight, rolled up his sleeves and helped in the kitchen.
"It's all ready.
Let's go eat after I bring the canned lychees up."
Tonight's dishes have been prepared in sufficient quantities, and I guess the people above have all eaten by now.
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When Luo Yong and the others carried a can of lychees soaked in cool well water upstairs, they saw that everyone in the hall was eating staggeringly.
It was not that they were drunk, but It was because I had eaten too much that I could no longer maintain my upright posture.
"It's Luo Sanlang who is here."
"Thank you for your hard work, Sanlang" "Sanlang is really troublesome today." "" "You are quite satisfied with your meal," Luo Yong smiled and said to everyone.
"Satisfied, satisfied."
What else do these people have to be dissatisfied with?
To be able to have such a banquet in the seventh century AD is simply a miracle.
"Now the hot dishes have been served, please enjoy it slowly.
In addition, a friend of mine gave me some rare food a few days ago, so I will share it with you today."
Luo Yong said, and asked the two disciples behind him to carry the jar of canned lychees forward.
"What is this?"
"Could it be that fine wine?"
"I guess it's a can."
“Such a big can” "I think his jar is not a common firing technique in Chang'an."
"It must be something foreign." "" Amidst the speculations and discussions among these people, Luo Yong opened the mud seal on the can in front of everyone, and then gently pried the lid of the can with the tip of a knife, only to hear a soft "squeak" sound. ring.
These people here have all eaten canned food.
When they heard the sound, many people understood that the jar must be filled with canned fruit.
Before they could think about it, Luo Yong opened the lid of the can, and immediately, there was a burst of water.
The sweet fragrance unique to lychees spreads in the hall on the second floor.
"What kind of can is this?"
Someone was anxious and walked forward to take a closer look.
Others also craned their necks to get a closer look.
Luo Yong smiled, took a long-handled wooden spoon from one of his disciples, and then scooped up two lychee meats as white as jade from the jar in front of everyone, as well as half a spoonful of clear lychee soup.
"This is lychee" someone immediately exclaimed.
"Very Very Lychee" Some people have never heard of lychee at all.
"Lang Jun is really well-informed."
Luo Yong took a porcelain bowl, put the spoonful of canned lychees in the porcelain bowl, and handed it to a disciple next to him: "For this first bowl of canned lychees, please treat this Mr.
Lang tastes it first.”
"Sanlang Miuzan just heard someone say that this is the first time I taste the taste of lychees today.
I would like to thank Sanlang for the hospitality."
"This is really a lychee" "Luo Sanlang said it was a lychee, so that's right."
"It smells unusual."
"Sanlang, hurry up and share a bowl with us." "" The only old lady who came to the dinner party tonight also asked her son.
"Lychees are a specialty of Lingnan.
Ah Weng once mentioned them in his early travel notes."
In fact, Yao Shuang's Ah Weng himself had never eaten lychees.
When he was traveling in the Jiangnan area, he heard from people there that Mentioned it.
"It's such a rare thing."
Lingnan, how far away it must be.
Yaoshuang's Aweng was also a high-ranking official in the past, and he has been to many places.
He is a well-informed person, but even he is Have never eaten it.
"It's extremely rare."
Someone said next to him.
"Oh, old lady, I'm really lucky today."
The old lady said with a smile.
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There are so many ways to eat the dishes in this world, and there are such rare fruits in the south of Nanling.
How could she have known about it if it hadn't been for tonight's banquet.
A can of lychees weighs about thirty kilograms.
There are more than 100 people present today, and everyone can't get much, especially when the Luo family and Luo family disciples each get a bowl.
The can of lychees that was opened a few days ago was filled by Luo Yong into a fine porcelain can and given to the emperor.
With so many people in his family, plus the disciples, they would get a share each time.
No one ate more than a few bites, so since we were dividing the cans today, we couldn't leave out their portions.
In a small white porcelain bowl, just a little bigger than a wine glass, each person received two lychee meats and a little lychee soup.
They came closer and took a gentle sniff.
It was a lychee fragrance that they had never smelled in their lives.
Use a white porcelain spoon to scoop it up and take a bite.
How delicious and sweet it is?
After dividing the cans, Luo Yong went to eat with his family, leaving everyone in the hall sighing with emotion.
The canned food was finished and their stomachs were full, but these people were not in a hurry to leave.
They called the waiter at Ma's guest house and ordered some good wine.
Everyone drank, drank, composed poems, and chatted.
Chatting is so leisurely and uncomfortable.
"Auntie, are you tired?"
Yao Shuang looked at the sky and saw that it was already past his mother's usual bedtime, so he asked her.
"It's okay."
The old lady waved her hand and said, "Let me eat it, and I can have another round later.
Look, there are so many dishes over there."
Everyone in the hall: Old man, can you please stop being so upright?
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