Chapter 89 Slipped Away
"What are yellow throat and beef tripe?" Foodie Fan Yanjia will not miss any delicious food.
It's easy to say that beef radish is the stomach of a cow, but what about yellow throat? It's said to be the trachea of a pig or cow? But it's clearly the large blood vessels of pigs, cows and other livestock, so it's hard to say. Su Ruojin felt uncomfortable thinking about it. It turned out that he could only eat it and couldn't study it in detail.
Su Ruojin and Fan Yanjia had to explain it to him for a long time. He was half-believing and half-doubting, "Can this thing be eaten?" Why did he feel that...
“Not only is it edible, it’s also the most delicious food on earth.”
Wow, so amazing? Fan Yanjia suppressed his confusion and doubts, "My mother's dowry farm will kill a yellow cow every New Year. I will take you to find the two things you want then."
“Can cows be killed?”
"My cows are registered in the government office, just for the purpose of feeding them."
Although cattle could not be killed at will in ancient times, royal nobles could still eat beef. Since there was beef to eat, there must have been cattle slaughtered, but these were not the oxen raised by ordinary people for working.
The Dayin Dynasty was located in the north, so Mrs. Fan raised cattle, of course. Yellow beef is more nutritious and tastes better than buffalo meat from the south.
When Su Ruojin heard this, her eyes lit up immediately, "Brother Fan Liu, I will remember your words very well. My family's New Year's hot pot depends entirely on you!"
Being looked up at by the tender young lady, Fan Yanjia immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll leave it to you, Sixth Brother."
Look, this is the power of hotpot. After a meal of hotpot, the two little foodies become brothers and sisters. They are so affectionate, just like real siblings.
Zhao Lan, who was standing by and watching the scenery: …
He can have scalpers too! Is he missing something?
Since they had made an appointment, Fan Yanjia didn't want to have to eat hotpot at Su's house in the evening. The two sat for a while and Su Ruojin made them some wild pear paste.
"It's dry in autumn, and I had hotpot at noon, so drinking this is just right."
We all sat in the corridor and drank wild pear paste, which was sweet and refreshing, and slid smoothly into the stomach. It really helped to relieve dryness and heat, and made the whole body feel refreshed.
At around three o'clock, the two young masters returned with their hands full of dipping sauce and wild pear paste.
Su Ruojin's shoulders relaxed, "Finally, we sent the great god and the foodie away."
When his daughter was acting strange, Su Yanli reached out and rubbed her head, "Nonsense."
"No!"
The lunch was too big, so in the evening, the Su family drank some simple millet porridge, washed up and went to bed.
Fan Yanjia was twelve years old and full of energy. When he got home, he immediately asked his mother to prepare hot pot for him. "Dad has a poor appetite these past few days. I brought back some dipping sauce from the Su family. I guarantee that Dad will eat it until his mouth is full of oil."
The third-rank official was eating with his mouth full of oil, and only her unruly little son dared to say anything. Madam Fan reached out and slapped her son, "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you."
As expected, they are recognized as siblings and they are really good people in front of their parents.
Fan Yanjia shook her mother's arm, "Just tell the servants to do it."
Mrs. Fan was so pestered by her son that she had no choice but to let the servants do it.
It was not until dark that Mr. Fan ate the hot pot that his son had prepared. He dipped it in the Su family's seasoning sauce and said with emotion, "If you dip it in a shoe sole, it will probably make your eyebrows fall off."
"Dad, you feel the same way, don't you?" Fan Yanjia shook his head as if he had found an ally, "I don't know what the Su family put in the seasoning, it's really delicious."
Mrs. Fan also found the food delicious and subconsciously bent down to smell it. Unfortunately, she was not a chef and apart from liking it, she couldn't tell what the food was made of. After thinking about it, she asked the steward to take the little bit left at the bottom of the jar to the restaurant to show the chef what the ingredients were.
Lord Fan and his son did not notice Mrs. Fan's actions. They were just enjoying the food, which was spicy, fresh and tasty. They were sweating all over and felt completely refreshed after eating it.
"Comfortable... so comfortable." Lord Fan was very satisfied with his meal and leaned back in his chair to digest his food.
Seeing that he was enjoying the meal as much as he was, Fan Yanjia smiled and said, "Ajin said that if there were yellow throat and beef radish, the taste of this pot would be even better."
"Really?" Lord Fan was very interested and asked the same question he had asked before.
Fan Yanjia quickly turned around and asked, "Mom, when are we going to slaughter the cow?"
During festivals, the Fan family would slaughter cattle as gifts to give to the wealthy and powerful families who had dealings with the Fan family.
"Why are you asking this?" When did the youngest son care about these mundane affairs? Isn't he going to take the imperial examination? Mrs. Fan looked at her husband and thought, aren't you going to train your son to be a pillar of the country?
In her opinion, Dongliang had never seen such a person before, but he saw a little foodie, who was exactly the same as Lord Fan.
Lord Fan: ...How can it be his fault?
Let's not talk about the Fan family for now. When Zhao Lan returned home, the Princess of Jin was in the hall with the Crown Prince's wife scolding the servants. The atmosphere in the hall was gloomy and everyone was terrified and insecure.
When Zhao Lan heard what the servant reported, his relaxed expression suddenly hardened and became as cold as a piece of ice.
Shuang Rui asked cautiously, "Then... young master, do you still want to eat hot pot?"
Zhao Lan paused.
Shuangrui and the others waited without daring to breathe.
Suddenly, the little master turned around and went out.
Not knowing where the young master wanted to go, Shuangrui and the others did not dare to ask and could only follow closely.
Mr. Shen was having a barbecue with Hua Ping and others.
There was also a small stove in front of him, with a casserole on it. Steam was bubbling out of it, and the aroma was fragrant.
When Zhao Lan arrived, he saw that the ingredients were the same as what he had eaten at Su's house at noon. He raised his eyes and looked towards Hua Ping.
Hua Ping shrugged, "Su Erniang specially asked Shu Tong to give it to me in order to please me."
Shuang Rui: ...
Isn't the young master more worthy of pleasing than Hua Ping? At noon, he still thought that Su Erniang was the best young lady, but now... why... is he a little confused?
Zhao Lan felt like eating.
Mr. Shen quickly gave up the main seat, "Young Prince, please——"
Zhao Lan didn't move.
Santai observed the master's words and expressions and spoke for him, "Why would Su Erniang try to please you?"
"Of course..." Ask him to be your master!
Hua Ping suddenly realized that the young master asked him to be a master, but he turned it down and instead became the master of Su Erniang. This is... courting death!
"Well... that..." Hua Ping ran away, "Lao Jiang said he found clues about spies from the Liaoxia Kingdom, I... will go over to take a look..." As soon as he finished speaking, he disappeared.
Mr. Shen had a headache. This guy threw such a stall to him, so he had to say a few good words for him, "Hua..."
"Are you hungry, sir?" Zhao Lan sat down, reached for the hot pot with his chopsticks, and ate heartily.
Mr. Shen: …
When will the young master put aside his aloofness and become more down-to-earth?
He looked at Shuangrui and others in confusion.
Shuangrui didn't dare to say anything. He pointed at him and told him to quickly accompany his master to eat.
Mr. Shen thought to himself, could he then start teaching the young master about investigating things?
Hua Ping didn't stop until there was no one around. Oh, his delicious food! While lamenting that he missed the delicious food tonight, he was also wondering when Su Erniang would send him hot pot again.
Once the hotpot is served, everyone is attracted to it.
(End of this chapter)
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