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Chapter 1085 Han Chinese Flavor
On that day, the Han army entered the city.

The winter nights in Nisa were colder than in Mulu, but the palace was warm and cozy.

The former Parthian palace has recently been renovated by artisans under the supervision of Bahram, Zhao Yun, and others.

Hundreds of bronze oil lamps illuminated the hall, and Persian wool carpets covered every inch of the floor. The unique incense of the Parthian court filled the air, mingling with the aroma of roasted meat, making people's mouths water.

"Is this...is this Han Chinese barbecue?!"

At the celebratory banquet, a Parthian nobleman carefully picked up a piece of roasted mutton with a silver fork, his eyes filled with astonishment.

"It smells so good! I've never had such delicious barbecue before!"

He took a bite and was so shocked by the crispy outside and tender inside, and the aroma that his voice trembled.

"It's just barbecue, how can you be so ignorant?"

A general who had just taken his seat saw the nobleman's affected manner and let out a disdainful snort. He thought to himself, "These incompetent nobles! They even have to fawn over the Han people at a banquet. It's truly despicable!"

As the general spoke, he picked up the knife on his table, viciously cut a large piece of meat from the roasted whole lamb, and stuffed it into his mouth to chew. But after only a couple of chews, his movements suddenly stopped, his previously disdainful eyes widened instantly, and he made a "mmm" sound in his throat, as if he had choked on something.

"H-how could this be..." he mumbled incoherently, chewing a few more times. The disdain on his face had vanished, replaced by shock and disbelief. "This...this taste...how is this possible?!"

The general thought he had just hallucinated, then took out a large piece of meat with his knife, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The mutton is first bursting with a crispy, fragrant aroma. As you bite through the crispy outer skin, the juices inside burst in your mouth, carrying a perfect balance of saltiness and a subtle hint of sweetness. What's even more wonderful is the texture of the meat. It looks thick, but it's not dry at all. Instead, it's so tender that it seems to melt on your tongue with just a touch, and even the bones are infused with the flavor of spices.

That one bite was so delicious it almost made him feel like he was in heaven. He could guarantee he'd never tasted anything so good in his life!

Seeing his expression, the Parthian nobleman beside him couldn't help but tease, "Didn't the general just say I was ignorant? What, doesn't this roast meat taste a hundred times better than our Parthian roasted lamb leg?"

The general's face flushed red, but he didn't bother to argue. He quickly cut off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, mumbling:
"Indeed... truly extraordinary! How was this baked? Why is it so delicious?"

"You don't know this."

Anmoti, who had just taken his seat, smiled slightly at everyone's expressions and cupped his hands toward the temporarily empty seat in the main seat: "This is all thanks to our great Holy Lord."

"The Holy Lord is not only a brilliant military strategist, invincible on the battlefield, but also has astonishing insights into the art of food."

"how do I say this?"

The former court secretary, Shapur, asked quite cooperatively, "Could it be that this method of roasting meat is actually the Holy Bishop's?"

"That's right!"

Seeing that everyone around was looking at him, Anmoti slowly picked up the silver fork on the table, gently lifted a piece of roasted meat, and deliberately raised his voice, saying:
"Take this roasted lamb for example. According to the method the Holy Bishop gave to our cooks, there is a lot of knowledge involved in the marinating process alone. It requires cumin from our Parthia region, as well as Sichuan peppercorns from the Qin Dynasty, along with honey, cooking wine, and other ingredients. The lamb is cut into even slices, and the sauce is spread on each slice. It is then placed in a ceramic jar and sealed overnight to allow the flavors to penetrate thoroughly into the meat."

"At the same time, the baking process is even more important. You can't use an open flame to bake it. You have to use fruitwood charcoal to slowly smoke it. You have to turn it over every 15 minutes and brush it with sauce. When the outer skin is slightly charred, you have to sprinkle sesame seeds and chopped green onions on it. This way, it will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and so fragrant that it can steal your soul."

The Parthians were dumbfounded. They always roasted lamb by placing it directly over a fire, sprinkling some salt and coarsely ground spices, and that was it. They never imagined that there was such a complicated process.

"Moreover, in addition to this roast meat, please also try this 'braised mutton'."

Anmoti then pointed to another dish, where the mutton in the earthenware pot was stewed until tender, the broth thick as amber, and exuding a rich, savory aroma:
"This is a method personally taught by the Holy Lord. First, stir-fry ginger slices and scallion segments until fragrant, then stir-fry the mutton until golden brown, add water to cover the meat, bring to a boil over high heat, then simmer over low heat for three hours until the meat is tender and the bones are soft, and the broth is thickened."

"But the most crucial element is that this dish uses soy sauce from Han China and a magical ingredient called MSG."

"Monopoly MSG?" "I've never heard of that name before."

"Haha."

Anmoti laughed loudly, "It's normal that you haven't heard of it. Soy sauce is a traditional seasoning of the Great Qin Dynasty, and it has existed since ancient times. But MSG is a secret treasure that the Holy Lord has not passed on."

"It is said that this item was recently commissioned by the Holy Lord to be crafted by the skilled artisans of the Great Qin Dynasty. It is shaped like ice crystals, and just a few drops can make ordinary clear soup incredibly delicious, making it a divine object that can turn stone into gold. Of course, its value is also comparable to an equivalent amount of gold!"

hiss--

A condiment more valuable than gold?
Everyone gasped. Bahram, who hadn't participated in their discussion until now, finally couldn't resist taking a spoonful of soup, pouring it over his flatbread, mixing it, and putting it in his mouth.

Instantly, the broth, with its rich meaty aroma, a blend of sweet and salty flavors, and a subtle savory sauce, spread across the tongue, making even the rough wheat pancakes incredibly delicious.

With just one bite, his mouth was brimming with oil, and he covered his mouth, exclaiming in a low voice, "This broth... it's so delicious, it's even more fragrant than the meat!"

Next, to prevent people from disbelieving, Amotti took out a small bottle of MSG, which was supposedly bestowed upon him by the Holy Lord, and demonstrated its magical effect to everyone.

"Oh my God!"

"This isn't just vegetable soup! It's even more delicious than the finest lamb bone soup!"

After tasting it, everyone was amazed and looked at Anmoti with envy.

This treatment, more precious than gold, is a reward that only those most loyal to the Holy Lord can receive!

"Why is the Holy Lord so proficient in even these trivial matters?"

An old Parthian minister smacked his lips, stroked his beard, and said with a face full of awe, "Such wisdom is something even the wise men of Persia would be ashamed of!"

Anmoti cleared his throat, his face full of respect:
"Our sage ruler once said, governing a large country is like cooking a small fish. If you can't even cook a piece of roast meat or a bowl of soup well, how can you govern a vast land? He improved these dishes not only to let everyone try something new, but also to let us understand that the wisdom of the Han people lies not only on the battlefield, but also in the everyday necessities of life. However..."

Anmoti paused, shook his head and sighed, "These materials are not easy to obtain. Today, to celebrate the victory of our soldiers on the front lines, the Holy Lord specially allocated these precious seasonings from the imperial treasury. You know, Sichuan peppercorns and soy sauce are not ordinary things, and MSG is even rarer than gold. Transporting them from Han lands here, I don't know how many snow-capped mountains and how many deserts they have to cross."

"what?"

Shapur complained in a high-pitched, slightly exaggerated voice, "So even if we know what to do now, does that mean we'll never be able to eat it again?!"

"how so?!"

"This is so delicious, are we really only allowed to have this one meal?"

A slight commotion broke out at the banquet, and then many people began to scramble for the food on the table.

Good grief, they're acting like they've completely forgotten that Su Yao hasn't even entered yet.
"Please don't be anxious, everyone!"

Anmoti smiled slightly: "In the past, these spices were indeed rare. But now that the Holy Lord has arrived, things are very different."

"Oh, Your Excellency, please stop keeping me in suspense."

Shapur pressed for an answer.

Anmoti smiled and immediately gave the answer: "Are you all familiar with the Western Regions Development Company?"

(End of this chapter)