Chapter 35 Rice Balls (1)
Thinking about Master Wen's morning meal every day seems to be a very fast time, but when you lie on the bed and close your eyes, you can eat tomorrow's morning meal.
There are many people who think this way, including but not limited to A Bing, Tangyuan, prisoners in the prison, guards, Zhao You, Ji Caimai, etc.
Wen Mingtang, who was missed by others, fell asleep early as usual, and got up when it was just dawn and the dawn drum had not yet sounded.
After washing up and rushing to the public kitchen, I saw A Bingtong Tangyuan who had been waiting there early.
After hearing from Master Wen yesterday that he was going to make rice **** called rice balls, the two of them started thinking about rice **** called rice balls.
The method of rice **** is actually similar to that of rice balls, mainly because of the side dishes.
Most of the rice **** that Wen Mingtang ate in the imperial dining room in the palace were leftovers made into a ball. To solve the leftovers, whether they taste good or not depends entirely on luck.
But since it is used to make rice **** for the morning meal, the ingredients cannot be sloppy.
Ah Bing made the fritters I taught two days ago.
Wen Mingtang demonstrated again, handed the chopsticks to A Bing, and began to prepare other ingredients.
The eggs were broken up and spread into thin omelets and cut into shreds. The jar of sour cowpea was also taken out and put into a bowl, together with the meat floss made yesterday and the deep-fried dough sticks fried by A Bing, it was rice **** Most of the side dishes were gone.
On the other side, the black sesame seeds that Tangyuan pounded with a stone mortar had already been crushed. Wen Mingtang poured the crushed sesame seeds into the sugar, stirred them, and put them aside.
When Ah Bing’s fried dough sticks are finished, the glutinous rice is also steamed.
Everything is ready, start making rice balls.
Pointing to the side dishes on the table, Wen Mingtang asked A Bingtong Tangyuan: "Is there anything I don't want? What are the taboos?"
The two looked at the side dishes on the counter and shook their heads: "There are no taboos, you can eat anything!"
Wen Mingtang shook his head with a smile, spread out a piece of wet cloth on the table, scooped out a spoonful of glutinous rice with a spoon, spread it evenly and compacted it, and then began to spread the material. Put meat floss, egg shreds, and sour cowpea on the fried dough sticks, and then use a damp cloth to roll up the whole rice ball and twist it, and a rice ball is ready.
Wen Mingtang spread out the wet cloth, revealing the rolled up rice balls. From the outside, the rice **** were nothing special, except that they were bigger than ordinary rice balls.
She took a knife and cut it in the middle with the knife. When the sliced surface of the rice ball was exposed, Ah Bing and the glutinous rice **** let out an exclamation.
The outermost circle is milky white glutinous rice, which covers the inner layer of indentation, from glutinous rice to meat floss, egg shreds, sour cowpea to the deep-fried dough sticks in the middle. Under the layers of indentation and wrapping, it is extremely rich.
Wen Mingtang put the rice **** cut in half on the plates of the two of them respectively, and made another one, but unlike the layer-by-layer wrapping just now, this rice ball only had a spoonful of sugar mixed with sesame seeds inside. , and then it is still rolled and twisted, and cut from the middle.
Although the sweet cut noodles are not richer than the filling just now, but the black sesame seeds are mixed with milky white glutinous rice, and mixed with finely crushed sugar granules. Just one glance will remind people of the taste of Dragon Boat Festival glutinous rice dumpling, but it is more It seems that the taste of the white rice dumpling dipped in sugar is less of the rice dumpling fragrance, but more of the black sesame fragrance.
Seeing the half sweet and half salty glutinous rice balls, Ah Bingtong was very happy.
I saw this rice ball and was still worried that the rice ball made of glutinous rice would be easy to fill. How could I eat anything else after eating one? But if you only taste the sweet taste or only the salty taste, it is always a pity not to taste the other taste.
The two of them were so addicted to eating, they just felt as if they were once again caught in the predicament of sweet or salty soy milk, which is better, what is the argument? Of course, both flavors are required.
I also find it difficult to choose which is better and the jailer in the prison. Telling them to think about the eclipse all night really did not disappoint them.
This time, this thing called rice **** is also eye-opening. It looks like rice balls, but it is not the same as ordinary rice balls.
The jailer ate with a full face. Seeing Wen Mingtang and the others took out the rice **** and were about to deliver morning food to the prisoners in the prison, the jailer who was busy eating rice **** quickly called out "wait".
Wen Mingtang and others were puzzled.
The jailer said while eating: "Lin Shaoqing said, from now on, we will do the errand of delivering food to the court, so that Master Wen won't get hurt when he encounters a prisoner who refuses to obey his discipline."
There was only one person who disobeyed discipline, and it was self-evident who Lin Fei was referring to.
With less trouble and no need to deal with the young master with the servant, Wen Mingtang naturally had no objection, greeted the jailer and left.
After Wen Mingtang and his party left, the jailers who had finished eating rice **** began to deliver court food from cell to cell.
Although I am a little curious about how the jailer himself sent the morning food today. But most of the prisoners were just curious and didn't ask more questions.
It wasn’t until the last room that the jailer put down the rice balls, and the boy’s voice came from inside: “Why are you here to deliver the food today? Where’s the cook?”
The jailer looked at each other when he heard the words, and replied: "Lin Shaoqing ordered, and I will deliver the morning food from now on..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound of throwing plates from inside: "What does this person surnamed Lin mean? Protect the cook? Could it be that the cook is really his lover? Tell Lin Fei, let the cook Come and bring me the court food, or I won’t eat it, my lord!”
The temper of this little county king is really... The jailer felt a headache, but said in his mouth: "I dare not neglect Lin Shaoqing's order. If the little county king has this idea, why not wait to see Lin Shaoqing next time and talk to him. !"
Compared with offending Lin Shaoqing, offending the Xiaojun King, it is better to offend the Xiaojun King!
There was a young man cursing and scolding in the cell: "Go and call Lin Fei now, I want to ask him what this means? Go! Otherwise, I will go on a hunger strike!"
here we go again! The jailer had no choice but to say: "I'll wait and see if Lin Shaoqing is here."
The officials from Dali Temple didn’t come to the yamen to be on duty so early, and they originally just wanted to take a trip to explain to the Pingxi Xiaojun King who was in the prison, but Lin Fei came early today.
Hearing the jailer's words, Lin Fei only replied three words "Got it", then called Zhao You, pointed to the food box on the side, and said, "Go to the public kitchen to get the court food."
Zhao Youli, who had been waiting for a long time, said excitedly: "Success! Just wait! I don't know what Master Wen's Chaoshi is doing today?"
The jailer said: "It's a morning food called rice balls, one salty and one sweet, very delicious."
After saying something, Zhao You turned around and ran away.
When he arrived at the entrance of the public kitchen, he bumped into Liu Yuantong, who seemed to have not slept well, with drooping eyelids, and Ji Caimai, who was leading the food, met an acquaintance! Zhao Youli went over and patted the two of them on the shoulders, and said, "Come and eat Master Wen's morning food!"
Liu Yuan was shocked when he heard this voice, his sleepiness disappeared, he turned his head and gave him a look, and said, "Master Wen's Chaoshi is delicious, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
It caused him to waste several days of food money.
(end of this chapter)