RPAGF Chapter 320: Journey to Chang'an (5)
Chapter 320: Journey to Chang'an (5)
The No. 1 private room is next to a large half-floor-to-ceiling window.
The place where glass should have been was replaced by a layer of white paper. It looked white, but you could see the scenery outside through the white layer. The wind blew the leaves outside, and a small pond lay there quietly.
There are several kinds of lotus flowers blooming in the pond. Even though it is out of season, they are still competing with each other in beauty.
I don't know what kind of window paper this is that replaces the glass. Looking from the inside out, it looks like a paper gauze, with a layer of barrier, but it does not affect the field of vision. Instead, it covers the scenery with a picturesque curtain. However, it is said that looking from the outside in, it is just a layer of white paper and you can't see anything through it.
Tang Anning admired the scenery for a while, then pointed the camera out the window.
【Ahhh, so beautiful! 】
[Is this the kind of paper window that often appears in ancient TV dramas? It feels so atmospheric! I wonder if there is a master who can make a similar photo filter, it must be very beautiful in photos! ]
[Ahhh, Miss Tang's camera movements are really amazing. I can just take a screenshot and use it as my desktop! ]
[The screenshot of the scene just now is really awesome. When Miss Tang left the princess's mansion, the door of the princess's mansion opened and the sunlight from outside poured in, just shining half of the guards in the sun and half in the shadows. It was very impressive! ]
[This scenery is so beautiful. What kind of paper is the paper window made of? I will buy a frame and paste one manually as a photo filter someday! ]
[The ancients used paper to paste windows in the Tang and Song dynasties. At that time, paper could be manufactured and used in large quantities. Someone discovered that using paper to paste windows could both let in light and prevent mosquitoes, so it gradually became popular. ]
[At that time, Hu Chuangzi's paper was called bast paper. Of course, rich people would use better paper, and poor people would use worse paper, but they were all basically the same because it was thick and dense.]
[Before using this kind of paper, soak it in tung oil, and the window paper will become light-transmissive and waterproof. But paper is still paper after all, and its lifespan is limited, so the ancients replaced it once every 25th day of the twelfth lunar month. This is the meaning of the old custom of pasting windows on the 25th day of the lunar month.]
【Oh oh oh, I understand! 】
【I just said that you can learn knowledge by surfing the Internet! 】
[I have learned something new. I will search how to make bast paper. ]
[No need to search. First of all, the friend above is right. This is what the window paper in ancient times was. Secondly, the window paper in front of Miss Tang is definitely not bast paper. I even suspect that it is not paper at all, or it is a special kind of paper mixed with a special liquid. In short, it is definitely not bast paper.]
【？ ？ How do you know so much? 】
[I worked in a certain crew before. In order to restore the historical props, the props team studied bast paper for a long time. We are sure that no matter how transparent the bast paper is, it cannot achieve the effect of this semi-transparent screen window. It must be other materials that we don’t know. ]
【Oh, I learned something new. 】
[By the way, do you know who the lady who just recited the crosstalk is? She speaks so fluently! It feels like the crosstalk collection I listened to before! ]
[To be honest, I was so hungry after hearing this that I bought two buckets of instant noodles! ]
[The above is very generous! I just bought one bucket! ]
Tang An Ning was admiring the scenery. After a while, the dishes Tang An Ning ordered were served.
The last person to come up with the traditional Chinese soup was a tall woman with short hair.
The short-haired woman, Master Hu, placed the traditional Chinese soup in the middle of several dishes and personally served a bowl to Tang An Ning.
"My dear, please try our signature Cantonese cuisine."
The short-haired woman said in a gentle tone.
Tang An Ning nodded and drank two sips of the soup first to save face.
Then his eyes lit up.
This soup is very fresh and tastes extremely good.
Traditional soup is not a specific soup, but a type of soup. The ingredients change with the seasons, and the cooking methods of each household are different.
The soup in front of you can be called a traditional Chinese soup, or a lotus root and pork bone soup. It tastes light, sweet and fresh, and the fragrance goes straight to the top of your head.
After drinking a small bowl of soup, I had a bite of three cup chicken.
Even someone like Tang An Ning, who was used to eating delicacies from land and sea, couldn't help but squint his eyes and enjoy it.
Tang An Ning used to prefer the four cuisines of Lu, Chuan, Su and Xiang, and had no interest in Cantonese cuisine. She did eat it once with her parents in her original world, but unfortunately the chef’s cooking skills might be poor or there might be something wrong with the ingredients, so the dish was too sweet, which lost the original freshness of the food. It didn’t feel like Cantonese cuisine, but more like the sweet stir-fried dishes of a small Southeast Asian country.
However, Tang Aimin also has no good impression of Cantonese cuisine because of this.
This time I was just suddenly interested, so I ordered Cantonese food.
Because according to Tang An Ning's understanding, the Princess Mansion and the Five Streets were created by the system. The Cantonese chefs selected by the system are either androids produced by the system or chefs that the system thinks have excellent skills. In any case, they are worth a try.
Now it seems that it is true, this chef's cooking skills can be said to be top-notch.
Tang Anning smiled and asked, "Would it be convenient for me to meet this Cantonese chef?"
The short-haired woman immediately smiled: "My dear, I am the Cantonese chef here. The dishes on your table are all made by me."
Tang Anning's eyes lit up: "Really? Are you interested in coming to cook for me? I'll double your salary."
Tang An Ning wanted to take the short-haired woman to the Jinhua Palace villa and cook for her every day.
There's nothing you can do about it, the woman's craftsmanship is really good.
The woman smiled and said, "I'll let you do whatever you want."
Tang An Ning was satisfied: "Okay, thank you. I will tell your manager."
The woman lowered her head: "No, I should thank you."
It's just that the voice was too soft and Tang An Ning didn't hear it.
Hu Yuping poured another bowl of soup and placed it next to Tang An Ning, then bent down slightly and stepped back.
She was born into a wealthy family and her ancestors were royal chefs.
He was not the kind of chef who casually cooked one or two dishes for the emperor, but the kind of imperial chef chosen by the emperor, whose name was recorded in the emperor's daily records and history books.
Her family has many secret recipes, which made the restaurant opened by her family famous in the local area. Even the Prime Minister has come to eat there.
The family is even richer.
However, in this generation, the heir of their family, that is, her father, married three wives and had five daughters.
There was no son to inherit the family secret recipe.
Her father was very anxious, but Hu Yuping didn't understand.
It's just a secret recipe for cooking. She has been helping her father in the kitchen since she was a child. She can also use the spatula and lift the big pot. Why can't it be passed on to her or her sisters?
Which of the daughters of the Hu family doesn't have a circle of muscular lines on their forearms from carrying pots and spatulas since childhood? Which of them doesn't study hard and seriously?
Why must it be passed on to your son?