Chapter 294: True Artifact

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What Zhu Houzhao is most interested in is French fries.

Take out the potato sticks that have been stewed to half-cooked, put them in clear water, put oil in the pot, and throw the potato sticks in. After a while, a strong fragrance spreads.

When the cook took out the golden-fried French fries, Zhu Houzhao didn't think it was too hot, took one, grinned and blew on the French fries, and then... bit off a piece.

Fragrant and crisp!

Taste!

"It's delicious! Come and taste it, come and taste it, it's delicious." Zhu Houzhao said while eating, regardless of the oil in his hand, with a look of excitement.

Fang Jifan took a sip, and the taste was much different from that of later generations. Later generations would soak potato sticks in milk, and the taste would be stronger. The taste is gone.

Then, there is the legend, the staple food of Westerners, mashed potatoes.

A large lump of puree was brought up, with two green onions added on top.

The reason why two scallions are added is that Fang Jifan wants to add a little Chinese to this authentic western-style staple food, er, to be more precise, it should be the characteristic of Shandong.

Zhu Houzhao looked at the mashed potatoes suspiciously, and said, "This is..."

"This is potato rice." Fang Jifan decided to call it 'rice', because this thing can really satisfy hunger, and basically, it can guarantee a person's nutritional intake.

After smelling it, Zhu Houzhao found it tasted good, so he tasted it carefully with chopsticks...then he fell silent.

Zhang Xin stood aside, carefully observing Zhu Houzhao's expression.

Zhu Houzhao frowned and said, "It's not tasty, it tastes a bit weird."

Fang Jifan smiled and said: "I know you will think the taste is a bit weird, but the taste can be improved, and then add some other things into it, the taste will be delicious, at least... it can fill your stomach."

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help saying: "But, it's really not delicious."

This guy is a hornet.

Fang Jifan took a deep breath, it seemed that he would not be able to do it without amplifying his moves.

So Fang Jifan gave a low voice to Yang Rang, the general banner at the side, and Yang Rang understood, and left in a hurry.

After a long time, Yang Rang came back panting, holding a food box in his hand. His fat body ran in a strange posture, which looked extraordinarily ridiculous.

Panting for breath, he said, "I begged for this from a nearby village. It's really not easy..."

Fang Jifan glanced at him, took the food box, ordered someone to fetch the bowl, and poured all the contents of the food box into the bowl.

this is……

Zhu Houzhao stared fixedly at the contents in the bowl.

Porridge?

This is indeed porridge, and it is also porridge of yellow rice.

Just looking at the fineness of this rice, it couldn't be worse.

Fang Jifan said to Zhu Houzhao with a deep smile, "Your Highness, try this first."

Zhu Houzhao looked at the contents of the bowl suspiciously, and said, "Is this edible?"

Fang Jifan almost rolled his eyes, and said: "Of course it can be eaten. Eighty percent of the people in Ming Dynasty use this to fill their stomachs. Your Highness must be thinking, shouldn't the porridge that the people drink be white and tender? This is just a porridge. His Highness has been in Xishan for a long time. It’s just an illusion. In Xishan, you can see that the people here are suffering, but in Daming, this is already Jiangnan in the Gyeonggi area. The rice here is white, and the porridge is also white. The cake is also somewhat delicious and greasy, but does Your Highness really think that the porridge eaten by the people all over the world is the same as that eaten by people in Xishan? Do you think that the rice eaten by people in the world is the same as that eaten by people in Xishan? "

"Your Highness, do you know why people in Xishan have to be respectful and grateful when they see you and me? This is because, only in Xishan, those ordinary people have white things to eat. And this... ...The porridge was obtained from a village a few miles away, His Highness tasted it first, and then he would know the difference between Xishan and them."

Zhu Houzhao looked down at the porridge again, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the matter, I haven't suffered so much."

He was very angry. He sat down and took the chopsticks directly. The porridge did not have the usual aroma of porridge water. It looked strange, yellowed and yellowed, and there seemed to be a little bit of unremoved grain husk inside. It was very fine, and it did not have the usual big white rice at all. It is full and finely crushed like grains of sand, but in fact, there is really sand in it!

Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but said: "These people are so lazy, they don't even wash the rice. You see, there is sand on it, so they are not afraid of teething."

Fang Jifan looked at him, and couldn't help a sneer on his lips!

Although Fang Jifan would pretend to be crazy and foolish in normal times, seeing how Zhu Houzhao didn't eat minced meat, he couldn't help saying with contempt: "Your Highness, they don't wash the rice, it's not because they are lazy, but when they wash the rice, many of them follow the water Wouldn't it be a pity to leave? The sand can be slowly picked out with the tongue, but once the rice is washed with water, half a catty of rice will be gone. What do you think is more important?"

Zhu Houzhao fell silent now, so he lowered his head slowly: "Okay, I will try it."

Use chopsticks to hold some boiled rice grains in the mouth, there is no trace of taste, and it does not have the unique sweetness of porridge water at all. Instead, it is more like... old rice with a rotten smell!

Zhu Houzhao frowned deeply, and subconsciously spit out the porridge in his mouth: "Is this for people to eat? It's like pig food!"

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Hou with a smile at this moment.

Photo: "During a long year, with this kind of food, 80% of the people in the world have to rely on it for half a year to satisfy their hunger. His Highness just vomited it out like this. If it was placed in ordinary people's homes, his parents would have beaten His Highness to death gone."

"Now...Your Highness, let's try this potato rice again."

Zhu Houzhao moved the yellow rice porridge away in disgust, and he swore in his heart that he would never touch such things again in his life.

He took the chopsticks and wiped them repeatedly on his cuffs, as if he wanted to wipe off all the smell of the yellow rice porridge, then he lowered his head and took a bite of the potato rice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and said casually: "It smells so good."

"Delicious?" Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao shouted: "It's so delicious! It's sweet and delicious, and it's delicious in the world."

"Does your Highness like it?"

"like!"

"louder please!"

"It's delicious!"

That's it.

Fang Jifan smiled and said, "His Royal Highness, hurry up and eat."

Zhu Houzhao is indeed a little hungry, hungry, this mashed potato... now eating it, I feel that it has a different taste, at least it is much better than that yellow rice porridge, I don’t know how many times better, half a catty of mashed potatoes, Zhu Houzhao couldn’t help hiccuping : "Very supportive."

Fang Jifan breathed a sigh of relief.

Perhaps in the last life, people have completely bid farewell to hunger. No matter how many advantages potatoes have, it is difficult to replace white rice as a staple food. The essential difference is that in later generations, the current rice is completely at the level of feeding pigs.

But for ordinary people in this era, all they want is to eat three meals, and potatoes are enough.

What's more, as a foodie of the Han nationality, ah, no, in terms of food, they keep pace with the times and innovate various ways of eating. Fang Jifan believes that once potatoes are popularized, there will be at least 108 ways to eat potatoes in the world. .

At this time, Zhu Houzhao touched his belly and said, "I'm so full, and now I feel that the taste is still very good."

As he said that, he couldn't help but looked at the yellow rice porridge with disgust.

This effect is what I want! Fang Jifan was in a good mood, and said kindly to Zhu Houzhao, "It's good that Your Highness is full."

At this moment, the hot and sour potato shreds and potato stewed beef were ready, and Yang Rang personally delivered these two dishes as if asking for credit.

Hot and sour potato shreds, the main thing is cornel, with the help of cornel to achieve the effect of pepper; and the most rare and precious is potato stewed beef, because in this era, ordinary cows cannot be easily slaughtered, only old and sick cows It can be slaughtered, so the price of beef is often several times that of other meats, which is very high-grade.

When Fang Jifan saw these two dishes, tears welled up in his eyes. The taste of his hometown can finally be eaten today.

"Bring a bowl of white rice."

To eat these two dishes, you have to use polished rice. The kind of white rice that is used for these dishes can achieve the best taste.

Fang Jifan sat down, looking at the hot rice and delicious dishes, his index finger was already twitching.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Fang Jifan in bewilderment: "..."

Fang Jifan lowered his head and began to eat happily, not forgetting to greet Zhu Houzhao: "His Royal Highness, come and have a few bites, it tastes very good, it's so delicious."

"..." Zhu Houzhao rubbed his belly and was speechless for a while.

"Your Highness doesn't want to eat, that minister has no choice but to... eat, minister is so hungry, offended, offended."

The smooth hot and sour potato shreds entrance, the little sour and spicy taste stimulates Fang Jifan's taste buds, it is magnificent, my Greater China is rich in products, and the cooking tricks are innovative. I am lucky to be a member of it, even if I am a ghost, I am happy. .

Zhu Houzhao whistled: "Let's go."

"Your Highness, go slowly."

Not reconciled, Zhu Houzhao walked a few steps and came back again: "Put the potato sticks well, and I'll take them home to eat."

He said chips.

Fang Jifan did not forget to say: "Your Highness, you must remember that it must be cold when you take it home, and it must be deep-fried again to be delicious and fragrant."

Yang Rang and others hurriedly took the lotus leaves, wrapped a large portion of French fries, rolled them up and tied them to death, Zhu Houzhao carried them, and glanced at the hot and sour potato shreds and roast beef with potatoes on the table unwillingly, but was very unhappy. Confidently hiccupped again, this time, he really left.

Zhang Xin was embarrassed to eat with Fang Jifan at the table. He was ashamed of himself. After all, he was in the field all year round, and his body smelled of earth. It can be seen that Fang Jifan ate happily, and His Royal Highness was full after eating mashed potatoes. The taste and texture were better than ordinary people. Fortunately, a lot of yellow rice porridge was served, and in his heart...a big stone fell, and finally...it was not in vain.

He couldn't help but think in his heart, how much can the densely planted potatoes produce per mu?

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