Chapter 63 The Son of Heaven's Imperial Meal

At first, he only heard about the dish "Fu Shou Bao" as Shang Shang Yu Shi in the imperial kitchen, which was loved by the emperor.So when his uncle taught him how to cook this dish, he couldn't help but tremble with trembling.His uncle told him that this dish is not special, it is just fried pigeon pine wrapped with cabbage, but the imperial dining room thought the name was indecent, so an elegant man named it "Tong Lin Niao", but he was afraid of his father-in-law. Unhappy—my father-in-law is most afraid of hearing the word "bird", let alone such an ambiguous word as "bird in the same forest".The uncle said that the name "Fushou Bao" was finally named, dignified and stable, without merit or demerit.Doing things in the court is asking for no merit or fault.

When he learned this dish, his uncle, the imperial chef, had already left the palace to run a restaurant by himself.The restaurant has several old princes and old palace supervisors as shareholders, and hosts family banquets for several adults on weekdays, with a great reputation.There is money in the restaurant, there are jade plates and delicacies, and when playing mahjong for the princesses in the middle of the night, they are all very neat utensils, and they are passed around to save face.Uncle told him not to save money, the nobles eat at a price, in a style.Uncle said: "It's not that we look down on the poor, we are also poor, but we have to be supported by the rich, you know?"

Later, my uncle got old, and the key step of frying pigeon pine in the "Fu Shou Bao" dish was difficult to sustain, so he was the one to do it.Gradually, dishes such as Tianti Duck's Feet, Stewed Three Dings, and Five Snake Soup were also taken care of by him.At the age of thirty-five, my uncle went to live in the southern hot springs for a long time, and visited the branch by the way, and he became the main chef of the restaurant.The next generation of young princes have also grown up, and they often come and go with him, and continue to order "Fu Shou Bao". Later, the world changed.The rebel army started from the western frontier, marched to the capital like a black dragon.The emperor is rushing east, and the imperial cook is too late to bring him, let alone the little folk cooks?The princes fled before they could withdraw their shares.He leaned on the railing in the restaurant and looked down: cloth shirts were all over the street, chasing and tying up brocade-clothed sons and daughters and parading them through the streets, "This guy used to bully our good people!!"

Regardless of brocade clothes or cloth shirts, the people have to eat.The people flocked into the restaurant and wanted to eat fried rice cakes with shredded pork, braised noodles with yellow fungus and fried rice with eggs, and he provided them one by one.The price of vegetables is low, and the income of the restaurant is a little less, but it can still be maintained.It's just abalone wings and ginseng, which are useless.The warehouse master came over and sighed a few times, and said, "We have become common people's restaurants." He comforted him and said, "We who run restaurants, can we not be common people?"

One day, the leader of the rebel army came to his restaurant.Although the leader is not called the emperor, he is more popular than the emperor.The leader is tall and burly, with a voice like a bell, and he talks and laughs in a turbulent manner.He said: "I was born in a reckless family. I am an ordinary citizen just like you. Don't be nervous." He also said, "Cooking is also a folk art and needs to be protected!" The leader finally sat down, "If you have anything delicious, bring it up. Right...I heard that you have a 'Fu Shou Bao' here?" The leader didn't feel anything about Bao Chi Yan Shen, but he was full of praise for "Fu Shou Bao".After eating, he thought: "This pigeon pine is well-fried, and this cabbage bun is also good. It can relieve greasy and clear the air, and turn decay into magic. You all say that the emperor loves to eat 'Fushou Bao', but this is obviously the work of the working people. As for the food, it can be seen that there is no difference between the emperor and the common people."

He smiled and echoed, "The leader is already the emperor..." The leader laughed and said, "I am not the Son of Heaven. Besides, how can I become the Son of Heaven after eating the dishes cooked by the Son of Heaven?..." Later, the leader and his old comrades loved to come to his house to eat.The entire capital city is implementing the leader's common people's diet, selling steamed buns, oily buns, white steamed buns, pickles, and fried noodles. Only his restaurant can make chicken wrapped wings, honey steamed fire recipes, and sea cucumbers. Braised three diced.The leader would also pat him on the shoulder and say:

"You have to thank me. If it weren't for me, all these dishes, especially 'Fu Shou Bao', would have been lost. What will happen to your family, do you understand?" He nodded quickly. Later, the leader persuaded him to be his own personal cook. "I'm doing it for your own good. The wind is not right now." He said he was reluctant to part with his uncle's inheritance.The leader shook his head, not forcing him.At the end, the leader said something inscrutable and profound: "In the end, who owns the matter of foundation, who knows..." The wind really wasn't right.The leader's reform, the abolition of the currency system, and no need to spend money on food.The restaurants found something wrong and closed their doors one after another. The young people were so hungry that their eyes turned red from anger, they broke down the door and broke down the house, and found out the boss: "You want to hoard the goods!" Then everyone was like a locust Sweeping the restaurant warehouse.It's a pity that they are not very good at cooking, so they had to cook soup in a big pot. The boss shook his head in distress when he saw the abalone fins thrown all over the street.After smashing and eating a family like this, it will finally be his family's turn.He was in the restaurant, and he was nervous when he saw the crowd rushing towards the city like a black cloud. Suddenly, he flew over on a horse and sent an order: "Decree! Don't touch this house!"

He escaped. The situation changed, the imperial court counterattacked, the rebel army was beaten out of the capital, and the leader left in a hurry, too late to take him with him.The court returned to its original position, and the princes came to the store, clasped their hands, sat down, talked about the daily routine, and asked for "Fushoubao" to eat, and tears filled their eyes: "In the south, I miss it day and night!" The leader of the rebel army was brought back to Beijing in a cage car, and the people threw eggs and rotten vegetables at him, calling him a traitor, a traitor, and a traitor who stole the country.When passing by the downstairs of his house, the leader looked up and saw him leaning on the railing.The leader smiled.

He heard that the leader was sentenced to a thousand knives.So he bought the joint and went to deliver a meal.For the sake of the lords, the prison officer has to listen.The leader ate the Fushou Bao handed over by him, full of emotion. "It's delicious." The leader said, "The pigeon pine is fried properly, and the cabbage bun is also good. It can relieve the oil and clear the air, and turn the rotten into a miracle. This sauce is especially good, fresh and sweet..." He said: "Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, this dish would be gone." The leader smiled: "So, sometimes the noble class is indispensable. Once they are really gone, some things will be gone."

He added: "Others say you are a tyrant, a traitor, and a traitor. But as far as I am concerned, you are a lifesaver. The whole world hates you, but I have to repay you." The leader looked at him and said, "You have learned to look at the problem from two sides. It is. People, you can only be loved by people in a small circle forever, and ignored or hated by people in a larger circle. Only standpoint , how can there be good or bad?" He nodded and said, "I remember. Go to sleep." The leader really fell asleep. The imperial court was deeply dissatisfied because the leader died of poisoning and escaped the pain of Ling Chi on the spot.The court believed that he was suspected of covering up a huge traitor and tried him.He talked eloquently:

"When this thief was in the capital, he ransacked my store wantonly. I hate him to the bone. How can I pretend to be someone else? I have to kill him myself to relieve my hatred!" The princes came forward to mediate, and the court had no choice but to turn a blind eye. It's just that he never made "Fushou Bao" again.When other shops imitated it and called it "Yushan Yibao, Shangfang Yushi", he just looked at the signboard and then walked away. This article is of course purely fictitious. About lettuce pigeon pine: At first, the Manchus used Zhujiu to make minced meat, mixed it with oil fried rice, wrapped it in vegetable leaves, and ate it with garlic paste.Later, when the Boxer Rebellion happened, the emperor went west to Chang'an, and this dish began to spread.Some people in Guangdong use lettuce leaves instead of Chinese cabbage leaves.And because lettuce leaves are not as bulky as Chinese cabbage, so the fried rice with eggs was canceled, and only lettuce leaves were used to wrap fried pigeon floss.