Chapter 181: The Silly Music of Songs
The atmosphere here is very solemn, and everyone doesn't know how to do it, and they don't know how to help Confucius solve the problems they are facing?
And over there! But it was a joyous scene.
Lege peeled the pheasant out and took the chicken to the kitchen to cook it on the fire. What about himself! then proceed to process the guts of the pheasant.
Yan Lu taught the students for a while, and after arranging for the students to study on their own, he took the time to come in to visit the situation on Lege's side.
Before! Lege asked him to peel pheasants. Isn't it? Mr. Min Shigong asked him to come out and teach students? As a result, there is no time.
Le Ge took advantage of Yan Lu's inattention and wiped a handful of chicken blood on Yan Lu's face. And then! Looking at Yan Lu's embarrassed appearance, he laughed happily.
Yan Lu wanted to resist, but he was nothing in front of Lege!
If you dare to do it against Lege! He could have stuffed in your mouth! When you meet such a madman, you can only consider yourself unlucky!
In the same living room, the atmosphere on both sides is diametrically opposed!
Min Shigong saw that Le Ge was stupidly happy over there, and his brows furrowed a few times! Say in your heart: Really! Fools are also foolish!
Of course! He knows! Lege is not a fool! But! As Confucius said: People are walls of dung!
The wall of dung is not to be destroyed! That's it! Don't love face! It is useless for you to scold him or slander him. People are like that: they don't love face! No matter how much you try to whitewash him, praise him, support him, and protect him, it's useless!
Seeing that Yan Lu had come over, Confucius glared at Yan Lu.
Yan Lu didn't dare to do anything about Lege, so he had to go to the kitchen to wash his face.
Seeing that Yan Lu's face was covered with blood, Da Niu was startled at first. But I thought that it was Lege who wiped it on him, and I laughed happily.
"I'm already a gentleman! Shame on me! This music! I'm not going to be with him! Is! I'm! Yan Lu complained while washing his face.
After washing his face, he hurried outside and continued to be a gentleman. Afterwards! Don't dare to come back again.
Lege cleaned out the entrails of the pheasant and let the cow wash it. What about himself! Go into the kitchen and take charge of the cooking. If Yan Lu is there, it is generally in charge of Yan Lu. Yan Lu's cooking skills are also distinctive, not worse than him. Even! Better than his cooking.
Remove the pheasant meat that has been boiled and cool it down with cold water. And then! Use a knife to cut the chicken into the required pieces and prepare some other food.
Just these two and roast rabbit meat are not enough for the babies to eat!
The babies in the school are all babies from poor families, and they can eat them all. If you don't give them food, they will eat until they die. And! He also said that he was not full.
The matter on Confucius's side seems to have nothing to do with music.
In fact! It really has nothing to do with him.
So! Lege doesn't care about that side at all. There is that kind of realm of reading: two ears do not hear what is going on outside the window, and one heart is better than reading the books of sages. He just did his own thing, peeling the pheasant, handling the gutting of the pheasant, cutting the chicken, cooking it......
When everything was ready, the entrails that the cow had cleaned also came out.
Le Ge put the internal organs that needed to be boiled into a pot of boiling water and scalded them, and then scooped them up and chopped them. Then bring the cereal flour and stir it in.
With only such a little prey, it is simply not enough to feed the children! So! The music song is a repetition of the old trick, and it is carried out!
Bang! Only a small amount of physical objects are needed, while most of them are water.
"Go, go, go! Wash a few leaves! I'll give you the meat to eat! Lege commanded.
There is no way! The cow had to wash the leaves.
Since Confucius started the school, because there is no specific tuition fee, so! His family's food and other things were all sent by the students' parents. Now their family, basically don't go to the market to buy food or anything.
As long as you are willing to accept it, someone will give it to you.
The situation is often that Qi Guan's family sees that other people's families are poor, and she is embarrassed to accept what they send. Even if you accept it, you will give it back to someone with the same value.
If you take what someone else gives? Confucius is going to open a commissary at home. If you don't sell what you have collected, you won't be able to use it up at all.
When everything is ready, it begins.
Boil a pot of boiling water, then increase the heat and spread the prepared pork into the pot. It should be loosely entered, piecemeal, and not lumpy. Pay attention to the temperature of the boiling water in the pot, if you put too much at a time and too quickly, it is easy to lower the water temperature.
What is boiled meat? In fact, it is to scald the meat in boiling water at a high temperature quickly, just like eating mutton in shabu-shabu.
Boiling meat is to cut the meat into thin slices or long strips, thin round strips, knead it with grain flour and a small amount of salt, add green cabbage leaves after blanching, and add seasoning, and it is successful. The method is simple, but! The taste is particularly delicious.
The meat must be well controlled, and when the time is long, the meat will be skinned, and it is not delicious. The time is short, and the meat may not be cooked yet. Only just right! The meat is very tender, very warm, and very refreshing.
According to the size of the pot and the size of the portion to grasp the heat, generally the meat is blanched and boiled for two or three boils. For inexperienced chefs, you can take a slice out and taste it first. Then decide on the heat and the length of time.
After the success of the meat, it was just in time for the end of school.
A few parents have been waiting outside for a long time to pick up their babies from school. Smelling the fragrance wafting from Confucius's house, everyone was envious! Confucius's house! Often wafting out the fragrance, they are used to it.
Under the auspices of Lege, the pork was served in a large food bowl. Bring it under the eaves and bring the dishes and chopsticks or something. The cafeteria is located in the school, and the children line up to receive their food and then sit in their seats to eat.
Confucius and others are still talking over there. Lege ignored them, and the rest of the food was theirs. Inadequate! Do it separately.
When it comes to sharing food, Lege naturally won't do it, let Yan Lu do it! He stood aside to maintain order and watch the excitement. Da Niu helped on the side, handed the bowl to Yan Lu, and maintained order by the way.
The gate of the courtyard did not open, and more and more people gathered at the door. There are not only parents of students, but also many villagers passing by. Heard! Lege came back, and was feeding the children again, and they all came around, lying on the crack in the door and looking inside.
The more so! The more Lege does not open the door.
He was secretly happy in his heart, thinking that this was the effect he wanted!
Children of all sizes, one bowl per person. It's not a big bowl, it's a medium bowl. Whether it's a big baby or a small baby, they can eat it. Older children will definitely not be able to eat enough after eating, and they will have to eat when they go home. Younger children, after eating a bowl of boiled meat, basically don't eat dinner when they come home.
As for whether it is evenly served, that is Yan Lu's business. If the amount of physical portions for the children is less, the children will complain in their hearts. So! Lege let Yan Lu do it!
Ancient people are different from modern people, ancient people lack food and clothing, so they are careful. The portion is less than others, and you have to be scolded behind your back and in your heart for being biased.
(End of chapter)