The medicinal soup made by Zhang Zhongjing is not a magic medicine. It can cure frostbite by drinking it once, so this kind of act lasted for a full ten days.

Many mutton soup pot owners in the city saw that the people like to eat the newly launched "Jiao Er", so they went to the greenhouse area to learn how to make the products, and then launched them in their own shops according to the painting. For a time, a sign was hung outside the doors of many mutton soup pots, which read "Jiao Er is for sale inside."

People from wealthy families in the city will definitely not let go of their figures like those poor people, and run to the greenhouse to collect free Jiaoer. Now, seeing the mutton soup pot near their residence, which has also launched this novel pasta, I can't help but come over to taste it.

When Han Zhan learned that all the mutton soup restaurants in Yedu City now have Jiaoer, which means that the dumplings familiar to later generations appeared, he felt that his purpose had basically been achieved, so he sent someone to notify Zhang Zhongjing and stopped distributing medicinal soup and Jiaoer.

Luo Bu, who was ordered to act, came back from Zhang Zhongjing and saw several ox carts parked outside the mansion, and the carts were filled with jars and jars. Several people who looked like people were negotiating with the soldiers at the door.

"What's going on?" Rob drove forward and asked loudly at the responsible leader Shi, "Why are there so many vehicles parked in front of the mansion?"

"Return to the words of Guard Luo," Chief Shi hurriedly reported: "These people said they were bringing the burned jar to the provincial governor's office, and the young man is questioning."

"This military master." A middle-aged man wearing a dog-skin hat found that Rob seemed to be a person with great weight. He hurriedly stepped forward to salute him and said with a smile: "The villain is the boss of Shaopinxuan. A few days ago, the Marquis of Anyang once took a drawing to the man's friend and said that he would burn a hundred special jars according to the picture. Fortunately, the jars have been burned, so the villain personally brought someone to the Marquis to bring the things to the Marquis."

"My lord's custom made jar?" When Han Zhan called the clerk into the greenhouse, Robu was not around, so he knew nothing about it. However, seeing that the boss of Shao Pinxuan did not look like a lie, and in Yedu City, if anyone dared to deceive Han Zhan, it would be like he was seeking death. No matter how brave the boss was, he would not dare to sit in such a thing. In order to figure out what was going on, Robu asked, "Where is the drawing?"

The boss quickly pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve, held it with both hands and handed it to Luo Bu, and said respectfully: "This military master, this is the drawing that the marquis gave to the little guy."

Rob took the drawing and looked at it, and found that there was a very strange jar on it, which was very different from the usual jars. He was not sure whether this was an order placed by Han Zhan, so he could only say to the boss: "You wait here, I will report to the lord in the mansion."

When he arrived at the inner courtyard, Rob met Han Zhan and handed the drawings in his hand to the other party: "Lord, there is a boss from Shaopinxuan outside. He said that all the custom-made jars have been burned out, and now they are piled at the door, waiting for your acceptance."

Seeing that the jars he customized some time ago had been burned, Han Zhan ordered Rob: "Robu, immediately order people to transport the jars to the inner courtyard, settle the payment for the boss, and reward him with twenty gold."

After about a stick of incense, Rob and a group of soldiers moved the jars into the yard. Seeing this, Han Zhan pointed to the wall and told him, "Place these jars neatly by the wall."

Just as Rob led a group of soldiers to place the jars, Guo Jia walked in from outside. Seeing the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but ask Han Zhan curiously: "Lord, what are these jars used for?"

"Kimchi," Han Zhan picked up a jar in front of him and looked at it carefully: "There are few dishes in winter. Apart from cabbage and radish, the people rarely eat other dishes. My husband thought of a way, which is to soak some dishes in the jar, which not only allows the people to eat more ways, but also save the dishes much longer."

Guo Jia stared at the jar in Han Zhan's hand and found that it was one foot high. There was a circle of jars near the mouth of the jar, which was very different from the jars I had seen in the past. He asked curiously: "Is it a jar for pickled vegetables?"

"No, no, no," Han Zhan waved to a servant who was standing not far away, signaling him to come over, and said to Guo Jia: "Pickled vegetables are pickled vegetables, and kimchi is pickled vegetables. The two cannot be confused."

After the servant came, Han Zhan handed him the jar in his hand and said, "Take it to clean it immediately, and then ask the kitchen to boil a pot of water. When the water cools down, pour it into the jar."

After the servants took the order and left, Han Zhan pointed to a jar at his feet and started to popularize Guo Jia: "I plan to put some vegetables and vegetables in this jar and soak them in salt water, referred to as kimchi. Soak the vegetables into the jar, cover the lid, and add water to the edge of the jar to seal it so that the vegetables inside can be preserved for a long time."

This is the first time Guo Jia has seen a kimchi jar in history. How could he know the magical use of this jar? He still asked in a daze: "I wonder how long it takes to eat vegetables after putting them in? Also, how long can the vegetables be stored in them?"

"If you soak cabbage and radish, it only takes four or five hours."

"You can eat it in four or five hours?" Guo Jia asked in surprise: "I wonder how it tastes?"

"You will know when you try it."

Half an hour later, the servant came to report to Han Zhan: "King, the jar has been washed, and the cold boiled water has been poured into the jar. I wonder what to do next?"

Han Zhan is very familiar with the steps of making kimchi water, such as adding salt, pepper, dried chili, rock sugar, cooking wine, etc. In this era, there are no dried chili and rock sugar, so you can only use dogwood instead of peppers, so you instruct the servants: "Add salt, pepper, dogwood and wine to the jar,..."

Halfway through the words, Han Zhan immediately realized that people of this era didn’t even know what kimchi was. He explained to them how to make kimchi water, and might be backfired. It would be better to do it yourself. So he changed his words and said, “Forget it,” I will do it myself.

Han Zhan came to the kitchen and began to make kimchi water by himself. While he put salt, pepper and white wine into the jar according to the familiar proportions, he also ordered the chef who was watching the fun: "Prepare some cabbage and white radish skins for me."

Although the chef did not understand why Han Zhan gave such instructions, he truthfully followed his orders and prepared these things for him. Han Zhan made kimchi water, broke the cabbage gang prepared by the chef one by one, and put them into the jar one by one. Then he put the radish skin peeled by the chef into the jar.

After doing all this, he covered the lid of the jar and added water to the edge of the jar. Then he said to the chef: "At dinner, you take out the cabbage gang and radish skin, cut it into small pieces and serve it up. Do you understand?"

Although the chef thought Han Zhan’s approach was strange, he agreed without hesitation when he heard his order: “Little one obeys the order.”

When Guo Jia went to the provincial governor's office, he was just discussing matters with Han Zhan, but when he saw such a strange thing, he couldn't help but want to taste the taste. After explaining the matter, he found a reason to stay. Han Zhan understood his thoughts, but considering that he wanted to promote this kind of kimchi throughout Jizhou, Qingzhou and other places, he really had to let his confidants taste the taste first so that they could promote it hard.

Seeing the radish peel and cabbage gang on the plate on the table, Guo Jia picked up a chopstick, put it in his mouth and took a bite. He found that it was crispy and had some sour taste, which was much better than the boiled cabbage I ate on weekdays. He nodded vigorously and said to Han Zhan: "Master, the taste of this kimchi is really good. You can try it quickly."
Chapter completed!