bullyxtreme Chapter 82 The System's New Reward: Fermentation Technique!
Chapter 82 The System's New Reward: Fermentation Technique!
Chapter 82 The System's New Reward: Fermentation Technique!
Su Mu was squatting on the ground, digging a hole, clutching a rusty little iron shovel in his hand.
Sweat dripped down his chin and into the soil, only to be dried by the sun before it could seep in.
The system's voice suddenly rang in Su Mu's mind.
[Ding! The host has been detected to have successfully contained the locust plague in Henan Province and saved countless people from suffering by using a large army of ducks and a smoke-making strategy.]
[Trigger hidden achievement: Locust God of Food]
[Reward: God-level Fermentation Technique (including the complete set of techniques for making stinky mandarin fish, fermented tofu, and fermented soybean juice, a blend of darkness and deliciousness)]
[Bonus: One bag of drought-resistant, high-yield chili seeds]
Su Mu planted the shovel in the ground, straightened up, and found a coarse cloth bag in his palm.
chili!
This is good stuff.
The spiciness of the Tang Dynasty today is mostly achieved by using ingredients like dogwood and ginger.
The flavor was strong, but it lacked that soul-stirring, exhilarating quality.
The delicious food I made before always required system rewards or exchanges to earn even a small amount.
With this thing, life will finally be interesting.
As for that fermentation technique—
In this sweltering heat, fish and meat are most prone to spoilage.
But if you're bad in a skillful way, then it's a whole different story.
"Stinky mandarin fish—"
A playful smile appeared on Su Mu's lips.
This dish smells really bad; it has that strange, fermented, slightly rotten smell.
But if you pan-fry it until golden brown on both sides, and then braise it in a rich, dark sauce until it's flavorful, you can pick up a piece of garlic clove and put it in your mouth. The fresh, fragrant, soft, and tender texture is so delicious that you'll want to swallow your tongue.
Just do it!
Su Mu stopped planting chili peppers; dealing with the fish was the priority.
Fortunately, the system was somewhat humane and gave me a few fish.
Scald, remove gills, gut.
The wooden bucket was washed clean, and a thick layer of coarse salt was laid at the bottom.
Salt is rubbed onto the fish, and it's then massaged all over to allow the salt to penetrate every crease. The fish's belly is stuffed with scallions, ginger, and garlic to remove any fishy smell and enhance the flavor.
One stacked on top of the other, neatly arranged.
Finally, they brought over a large blue stone that they usually use to weigh down sauerkraut and placed it heavily on top.
"Alright!"
Su Mu patted the salt off his hands.
The temperature is just right now. After six or seven days of constant fermentation, when the fish gills turn dark red and the fish meat emits a smell that is neither quite foul nor pleasant, the process will be complete.
Seal the lid and move the wooden bucket to a shady corner.
Just as Su Mu was about to turn around to deal with the bag of chili seeds, he heard a commotion coming from the direction of the palace ahead.
It didn't sound like the usual bells and drums; it sounded more like someone was smashing something.
Inside the Taiji Hall, the atmosphere was even more scorching than the sun outside.
Li Shimin's crown was askew, his face was red and his neck was thick, his chest was heaving violently, and his bright yellow dragon robe was soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his back.
The ground was covered with broken porcelain shards.
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"
Li Shimin paced back and forth in the main hall, his boots clanging against the gold bricks.
"I have annihilated the Turks! And now I have also quelled the locust plague that has plagued us for a thousand years! The people of Henan are all praising my virtue. I want to go to Mount Tai to perform the Fengshan ceremony and tell Heaven what's going on. Ah? What's going on!"
He abruptly stopped, his finger trembling as he pointed towards the entrance of the main hall, the direction from which Wei Zheng had just been kicked out.
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"That old peasant! That scoundrel!"
Li Shimin was so angry that his teeth itched.
Just now at the court meeting, he mentioned that he was going to Mount Tai to perform the Fengshan ceremony.
This was originally a great thing that would bring honor to one's ancestors.
As a result, that old bastard Wei Zheng jumped out and pointed at his own nose to curse.
He said that although the national treasury has some surplus grain, it is for saving lives, not for him to squander.
It is said that the people of Henan had just eaten duck and had not yet recovered from the illness when the emperor ordered them to climb mountains, which was a waste of resources and manpower.
It's one thing to be verbally abused.
Wei Zheng actually dared to lay a hand on him!
Right in front of everyone, right under the noses of all the civil and military officials, Wei Zheng grabbed his sleeve tightly, spitting in his face, and stubbornly refused to let him issue the decree.
"He tore my sleeve off!"
Li Shimin raised his right arm, and sure enough, there was a large tear in the wide cuff, with the silk thread hanging down, making him look quite disheveled.
Changsun Wuji and Fang Xuanling stood in the corner, keeping their eyes down and not daring to breathe.
At a time like this, anyone who goes up to invite trouble is a fool.
"Prepare the carriage! Return to the Imperial Palace!"
Li Shimin flung the severed sleeve aside and stormed off to the inner palace.
All he wants now is to seek justice from Guanyinbi, or to find comfort from Xiao Zhouzi, his sweet and caring daughter.
Being an emperor is so frustrating; he can't even go where he wants to go!
We traveled at a brisk pace.
As soon as he stepped into the threshold of the Lizheng Hall, Li Shimin shouted at the top of his lungs, "Guanyinbi! Look at that Wei Zheng!"
I will kill this peasant sooner or later! I will kill him!
The voice echoed in the hall, carrying a strong sense of murderous intent and grievance.
Empress Zhangsun was sitting on the couch embroidering a bib for the little prince when she heard this noise and almost pricked her hand with the needle.
She looked up and saw her husband storming in with a fierce expression, looking as if he was about to devour someone.
"What's wrong with Erlang?"
Empress Zhangsun put down her needlework, stood up to greet her, and spoke in a gentle tone.
"What else could it be! It's that Wei Xuancheng!"
Li Shimin plopped down on the couch, grabbed a large gulp of the cool tea on the table, only to find that the tea was lukewarm. He was so angry that he slammed the cup down on the table.
"I merely wished to perform the Fengshan ceremony, yet he humiliated me in court! He accused me of being ambitious and ignorant of the people's suffering! These past few days, I've been suffering from the locust plague, unable to eat or sleep properly, even consuming fried locusts. How could I be ignorant of their hardships?"
The more she talked, the more aggrieved she felt.
Li Shimin's eyes were a little red.
"If Wei Zheng dares to do this again, I will not let him off lightly!"
in the corner.
Little Sizi was hugging the cloth bag containing spicy strips, huddled behind a vermilion pillar.
She only showed her big eyes, looking timidly at her father, who usually always smiled and lifted her high, but now had a ferocious expression and was shouting.
That's terrifying!
Aye looks even more terrifying than that big worm now.
"Murder—A-ye wants to kill someone—"
Little Sizi pouted, tears welling up in her eyes.
She didn't understand anything about the Fengshan ceremony or the rural hermitage.
All she knew was that her father was furious, and furiously furious at that!
The air here doesn't smell good anymore; it's stuffy and makes it hard to breathe.
Empress Zhangsun was soothing Li Shimin and gently comforting him, completely unaware of the small figure slowly moving backward in the corner.
Xiao Sizi, clinging to the wall, took advantage of the fact that the palace maids and eunuchs were all kneeling on the ground trembling and no one was paying attention to her, and quietly slipped to the door.
Outside the door, the sunlight was blinding.
But compared to the powder keg inside that could explode at any moment, the outside seems safer.
"I need to find my boyfriend—"
Xiao Sizi sniffed and held back her tears.
There are many good things and interesting stories at Guoguo's place.
Guo Guo never gets angry, nor does he ever shout for violence.
The pot smells delicious.
The little girl, with her short legs, clutched the cloth bag tightly in her arms as if it were her last lifeline, and stumbled as she ran towards the imperial kitchen.