Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 56 Antique Soup

The history of the multiplication table can be traced back to the Shang and Zhou dynasties in ancient China.In ancient mathematical works such as "Zhou Bi Suan Jing", there are already some contents related to multiplication tables.

However, the earliest documents providing a complete and systematic listing of the multiplication tables appeared during the Warring States Period in China.

According to records, Zhang Qiujian, a mathematician during the Warring States Period, recorded the ninety-nine multiplication tables in detail in his book "Suan Jing" and called it "Fangtian".

Therefore, it is not surprising that Wang Yuemin knew this, Jiujiu Ge, which was basically a compulsory course in arithmetic in ancient times.

Yang Xian and Wang Yuemin, one teaches and the other learns.

As if they were tireless, the whole morning passed quickly.

Yang Xian simply regarded this as a preview of arithmetic teaching in private schools in the coming spring. He wrote down the mistakes Wang Yuemin made in a small notebook so that he could use them as negative teaching materials.

Wang Yuemin was a student with a thirst for knowledge, like a sponge, wanting to absorb everything about Yang Xian.

grumbling-

People are iron rice is steel.

The teaching was eventually interrupted by the sound of Wang Yuemin's stomach rumbling.

Yang Xian glanced at Wang Yuemin and said with a smile: "You have almost mastered the basic four arithmetic operations, so let's go here first. Then, before you leave Yangzhou, I will give you a textbook I wrote, so you can learn by yourself. OK. If you don’t understand something at that time, just write to me and ask me at any time.”

Wang Yuemin's cheeks were slightly red and she nodded.

She glanced at Yang Xian and found that not only was there no sign of fatigue on Yang Xian's face, but he seemed to be getting more energetic.

Obviously he is the younger one, but why is his physical condition not as good as that of the other party?

What Wang Yuemin didn't know was that, nourished by the system's merit points, Yang Xian was getting younger and better.

Although he has never practiced in practice, it is no problem to fight against a few young men like Wang Yuemin.

"Let's go, what are you doing here? Let's go eat. We just prepared delicious food for noon today." Yang Xian said.

In the courtyard of the government office.

Wang Yuemin followed Yang Xian and walked in. She smelled a unique spicy fragrance as soon as she entered the door.

Wang Yuemin is very sensitive to smell and can confirm that this is a smell she has never smelled before.

Curious Wang Yuemin looked around for the source, and saw a stone table in the middle of the pavilion in the distance, filled with a variety of cut raw foods, and a round pot in the middle.

Hot steam is constantly rising from the round pot and drifting this way.

Wang Yuemin could confirm that the spicy aroma just now came from this round pot.

"Antique soup?" Wang Yuemin asked.

Hot pot, known as antique soup in ancient times, got its name from the "dong" sound made when food is put into boiling water.

The tripod of the Zhou Dynasty is the earliest prototype of hot pot.

According to research, the earliest hot pot appeared in the Warring States Period, when people used clay pots as pots.By the Song Dynasty, the way of eating hot pot was already very common among the people. In the recipe book "Shan Jia Qing Gong" written by Lin Hong in the Southern Song Dynasty, there was an introduction to eating hot pot with friends.

As a Mongolian, Wang Yuemin used to eat this stuff often, and the most common thing he ate with it was beef and mutton.

Wang Yuemin, who was originally curious about what Yang Xian just said was delicious, immediately lost interest.

This is the reaction when you eat too much of the same thing.

Yang Xian smiled and nodded, and said: "I call this hot pot. Although the way to eat the antique soup you mentioned is the same, the taste is completely different. It's like the same jade, some are priceless, and some are priceless. But it’s only worth a few taels of silver.”

Although she didn't speak, it could be seen from Wang Yuemin's eyes that she obviously didn't believe what Yang Xian said.

talking room.

The two of them have arrived at the pavilion.

Wang Yuemin looked up and saw a curved iron sheet in the middle of the round pot. The entire round pot looked like a Tai Chi diagram.

On the left is a milky white soup base, and on the right is a fiery red.

At this time, bubbles were popping out of the bottom of the pot. "This is the first time I've seen this soup base." Wang Yuemin thought to himself.

The soup base she usually uses for ancient soup is either water or broth.

On the bottom of the pot in front of her, she recognized the ingredients floating on the pure white bottom of the pot on the left. They were some mountain mushrooms.

On the other hand, Wang Yuemin had never seen the red ingredients floating on the fiery red soup base.

Let’s not talk about the taste.

Fragrant, really fragrant!

"The difference you are talking about is the seasoning in this pot?" Wang Yuemin asked.

Yang Xian nodded and smiled: "Not only that, but also this soup. This is beef bone soup that has been boiled all morning." [Note: Many people have the illusion that they cannot eat beef tomorrow morning.In fact, the Ming Dynasty did not prohibit eating beef, it only strictly prohibited slaughtering cattle privately. 】

Seeing that Wang Yuemin still didn't believe it, Yang Xian smiled and said, "Just try it and you will know the difference between the two."

Seeing Yang Xian's vow, Wang Yuemin picked up the chopsticks and gave it a try!

Wang Yuemin looked at the table full of cut raw food and didn't know what to choose for a while, but finally picked a piece of beef.

The beef was sliced ​​very thinly.

Wang Yuemin hesitated and put it directly into the bottom of the red soup pot.

But not long after I put it down, I heard Yang Xian next to me say: "It's cooked. If you boil it again, it will become too old and taste bad."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yuemin quickly used chopsticks to fish out the piece of beef from the bottom of the pot.

Go down in one bite.

The spicy and spicy feeling, as well as the taste of the beef itself, instantly exploded in Wang Yuemin's mouth.

good to eat!

Wang Yuemin's eyes lit up, and without a pause, he involuntarily picked up another piece of beef with his chopsticks and put it into the red soup pot.

After being reminded by Yang Xian just now, this time, after controlling the heat, she put the beef into her mouth again.

"Whoohoo-"

When it comes to hot pot, as long as you move your chopsticks, you can't stop eating it.

The hot and spicy feeling in her mouth made Wang Yuemin unable to help but open her mouth to breathe.

During this period, she also tried the mountain mushroom soup pot next to her, but in her opinion, the taste was far less delicious than the red soup pot bottom.

Yang Xian on the side had already begun to eat by himself.

He took a small bowl with the dipping sauce he had prepared himself. Even though there was an extra step, it tasted no slower than Wang Yuemin.

This hot pot was not specially prepared for Wang Yuemin. As he said, it just happened to happen to her.

After traveling through time, there are very few entertainment projects.

When it comes to the desire of words, you can’t wrong yourself even more.

In fact, from the earliest snowflake salt, to all kinds of sweets later, and most recently, greenhouse vegetables in winter.

A very important point is also for this.

In the middle of winter, have a hot pot meal.

Yang Xian and Wang Yuemin's bodies also began to heat up.

Enjoy the snow and eat hot pot.

It's really not a taste.

(End of this chapter)