Chapter 9 Braised Pork Rice Fry the shallots in hot oil.
Commander Cai, who survived the disaster, ordered his men to clean up the battlefield from the ruins and rescue the wounded one by one.
A group of soldiers came running from afar, galloping along the way. They all looked anxious, and even the horses under them were panting.
"Sir, the Linghe County Magistrate doesn't believe the Danu can cross Meishan Mountain and is still arguing with the garrison. He has only allowed one squad of soldiers to come back with us to investigate the situation."
The chess and card soldier almost cried out loud and spoke incoherently. He thought that when he came back, all he would see was the city that had been burned, killed and looted.
Thank goodness!
After the fire was extinguished, only the charred and collapsed city walls remained, and a soldier's arm was chopped off by a scimitar and he was lying on the ground twitching.
Guizhier looked at the mess in front of her and decisively chose to go back to the city to pack her luggage.
"Thirty-Six Stratagems, Positioning."
Neither the wailing nor the blood could soften her heart again.
The early morning air was chilly, and she wrapped herself tightly in her fur coat.
The streets that are gradually awakening are empty today. The vendors who usually carry their loads on their shoulders are probably still hiding in the cellars of their homes, shivering and not daring to show their heads.
"I originally thought that in the extremely cold northern region, where mountain delicacies are rare, I could complete the mission by making some delicious food using local ingredients," Gui Zhi'er pondered, "but the progress is stuck."
98%, just one step away from home.
Guizhier was really unwilling to accept this.
"After traveling through so many worlds, I still think that for ordinary people to survive, they still have to live in a peaceful era and a society ruled by law." Gui Zhier sighed with pity, as if she were an outsider.
The most important thing now is to save your life.
If the Qiyanwushi tribe gathers troops and launches a counterattack again, the remaining troops in the central capital will not be able to withstand it.
Guizhier returned to the braised food shop, and the kitchen was filled with the faint aroma of ingredients.
The most eye-catching one is the spice rack that she specially asked a carpenter to make.
The granulated peppercorns are spicy and fragrant, the dried bay leaves are gray-green, and the ground cumin is a great topping for grilled meats.
Everything is in perfect order, showing that the owner maintains excellent control over this area.
Guizhier half-closed her eyes and yawned sleepily.
After running around for a whole day and night, even though I was full of energy, I felt a little exhausted.
"Just take a nap, and then clean up."
Guizhier dragged her tired body after washing up, fell on the couch, and fell into a deep sleep.
In the dream, Tuoba Zhen of the Danu people was fighting against three people alone, with his bloody mouth wide open with a ferocious expression.
"I really shouldn't have meddled in other people's business." It was too late for Guizhi'er to regret, and she fell into a black hole of chaos and illusion.
It is said that those who fail their mission and do not have enough points to jump to the next world will stay here forever.
"No host alive detected, executing self-destruct sequence."
The system coldly broadcast the final outcome.
Gui Zhier woke up with a start, a layer of cold sweat on her back. Even if she tried her best to hypnotize herself and not care about it, she still felt the psychological trauma of having experienced the battlefield firsthand.
As the sun sets, it is probably dusk.
"Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!" The sound is moderate in intensity.
I don't know who is knocking on the door.
Guizhier calmed herself down, put on her outer robe, and casually tied her hair into a bun.
She took out a kitchen knife, forced herself to stay awake, and walked towards the door.
"Squeak."
The bolt was pulled out and the door panel was pushed outward, revealing the person coming out.
The boy changed into a clean cotton coat with a slightly shorter hem. Although the size was a little ill-fitting, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, he was still quite handsome.
It was the young general who had just finished his rest.
"Miss Gui, you are at home!" Luan Shuangbai greeted her with surprise and enthusiasm, and then his eyes moved down, he was suddenly startled and took a half step back.
"What's wrong?"
"Hiss..." Luan Shuangbai was still frightened. "No, it's okay. I just felt pain when I saw the knife."
Gui Zhi'er was helpless: "Why didn't you feel any pain when you were a hero?"
When Luan Shuangbai retreated, he revealed the guest behind him.
The man was wearing a narrow-sleeved plain cotton gown in a light-colored, simple pattern. His demeanor was reserved and measured, with an inexplicable sense of distance.
"Ms. Gui, thank you for bothering me. Young Master Luan and I are very sorry to have come here so hastily. I wonder if your shop is still open?" Liu Shanyuan said in a gentle and unhurried voice.
He is completely different from his cold and tough style on the battlefield.
Even if we are closed, can we refuse entry to you, the prefect?
Guizhier suspected that she was in a bad mood when she woke up.
I want to tear off Liu Shanyuan's hypocrisy and see what his true face looks like behind the mask.
She suppressed her dissatisfaction and bowed lightly: "My lords, my humble abode is simple. What would you like to eat?"
"How about braised pork rice?" Luan Shuangbai's eyes lit up.
There were still a lot of red bloodshot in his eyes, like a little rabbit.
It is said that it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Thanks to the life-saving medicine that Gui Zhier kindly provided, General Luan is now alive and well.
The only thing is snow blindness, which still needs time to recover.
Braised pork rice is a bit greasy, if it were a bit refreshing...
Liu Shanyuan was still thinking about what dishes he wanted, but Gui Zhier had already nodded and strode into the door without any sign of asking for his opinion.
Liu Shanyuan hid his slightly surprised expression.
The stove fire was rekindled and smoke rose.
The days are very short in the north in winter. The small shop under the sunset may seem inconspicuous, but it is enough to soothe anxious hearts.
Guizhier was busy in front of the stove with skillful techniques.
She washed the rice twice, which had plump grains and a clear, white color, and put it into a bamboo steamer.
Take out the carefully selected three-layer pork belly, the proportion is just right. If there is one or two more fat, it will appear greasy and plump, and if there is one or two more lean meat, it will be dry and loose.
Guizhier cut the meat into cubes with ease.
“Sizzle!”
Put the shallots into the pan and fry them in hot oil. In addition to removing the fishy smell and enhancing the flavor, the rich flavor with a slightly spicy taste is also spread.
When braising meat, onions are the key.
"I can smell it." Luan Shuangbai felt his stomach was very empty and was making a gurgling sound. "I really want to go see how Miss Gui makes it. It smells so good!"
"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." Liu Shanyuan was calm.
The two sat at the wooden dining table near the fire wall and waited, guessing how far the dinner was prepared by smell alone.
Luan Shuangbai asked bluntly, "Then why is it that you, sir, are willing to help shell the edamame?"
Liu Shanyuan gently pinched one end with his slender fingers and slowly peeled off the skin along the length.
A few intact edamame popped into the white porcelain bowl.
"Edamame and loofah soup has a light taste. I think it's very good." His expression remained unchanged.
Then, Liu Shanyuan raised his voice slightly and asked, "Young lady, is one bowl enough?"
No one responded.
In the kitchen, the diced meat has been fried until it changes color, and pepper and five-spice powder are sprinkled in with cinnamon twigs and fried until fragrant.
Then use a few pieces of rock sugar to neutralize the saltiness of the soy sauce and add a refreshing sweetness.
As she stir-fried the meat, it gradually became soft, elastic and shiny, and the marinade became thicker and smoother.
"It's so far away, and Miss Gui can't hear it." Luan Shuangbai simply stood up and said, "I'll go ask for you."
"Is that so?" Liu Shanyuan smiled slightly. "I thought you martial artists all had very sharp hearing."
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Guizhi'er thought of the conversation between the new and old prefects in the shop, and chopped green onions casually: Haha, you dog official, you still want to cheat me.
No matter how many ideas you have, after this farewell dinner, everyone will go their separate ways.
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