"Steamed buns, fermented flour, kneaded with water, and then steamed in a pot."
After breakfast, Liszt took a piece of thick bast paper and began to sort out his impression of pasta cooking methods.
Most pasta dishes were very simple. Even if he didn't eat much, he knew the basic method: "The most important thing in dough is fermentation. Fortunately, bread also needs to be fermented, so the rest is a matter of creativity."
But think about it carefully.
It was not just a matter of creativity.
Although there was magic and qi here, food preservation was a serious constraint. Bread had a long shelf life, especially the black bread eaten by civilians, which could be eaten for half a year. But steamed buns and steamed buns, if not eaten for two days, would probably grow hair. Even if civilians came up with this delicacy, they were reluctant to make it.
Not finishing it was a serious waste.
"When a Knight goes out to fight, bread should be the main food. It is easy to carry and not easy to spoil … At least bring some biscuits and baked pies. You can't go to the battlefield with dumplings and youtiao." He concluded and felt that it was a bit presumptuous. "Pancakes, noodles, cornbread, they have a long shelf life, just a little water, they can be eaten anywhere."
So.
In the final analysis, it was poverty that limited the imagination of the locals.
He continued to study the recipes and wrote down the pasta cooking methods in his limited memory.
"Steamed buns, fermented flour, wrapped in vegetables, and then steamed in a pot."
"Dumplings, fermented flour, kneaded dough into strips, cut into small pieces, rolled into dumpling wrappers with a rolling pin, wrapped in vegetables, and then steamed in a pot."
"Noodles, fermented flour, dough constantly pulled, pulled into long strips." Before he finished writing this entry, he suddenly felt that this method seemed to be the same as ramen. "There should be a difference between ramen and noodles … Alas, I can't think of the difference. Forget it, I'll combine it into one entry."
After writing these recipes, Liszt thought about it. It was a bit high-profile to launch too many at once.
He picked out the simplest steamed buns and prepared to give advice to Mrs. Abby and the baker Rainer and let them "invent" it. With steamed buns, the subsequent buns were easy to make.
Of course.
After all, pasta was not Liszt's favorite food. He was just going to make it and improve the taste. Therefore, he wasn't really passionate about it. His favorite dishes were still the authentic Sichuan Cuisine and Huaiyang Cuisine. Unfortunately, these dishes had high requirements for knife skills, ingredients, and condiments. Liszt could not do anything about it.
It was not easy to instruct Mrs. Abby to make scrambled eggs and egg soup.
Immediately, he ordered someone to call Raynor and Mrs. Abby and told them about a kind of pasta he got from other places. He also described the general appearance of the steamed buns.
"Mrs. Abby, Raynor, study the steamed buns when you have time."
"Master, just leave it to me. The method of making steamed buns sounds very simple. I'll be able to steam steamed buns very soon." Since "inventing" several new types of bread, scrambled eggs, and egg soup, Mrs. Abby already had the imposing manner of a star chef and was full of self-confidence.
Raynor also nodded. "I will do my best to assist Mrs. Abby."
He had heard others say that Mrs. Abby had invented egg soup and scrambled eggs. All the chefs in Coral City had learned cooking from Mrs. Abby. Therefore, he admired her very much and was willing to cooperate with Mrs. Abby in food research.
…
Mantou instructed.
Read a book and write something.
The short time of the morning was about to pass.
Just when Liszt thought that today would be another leisurely day, a Knight galloped from Coral City. "Lord Baron, the Tulip caravan has returned. Sir Frank asked you to send someone to Coral City to hand over the business."
He did not directly say that the serfs had arrived.
But Liszt naturally understood. "I will send someone immediately. You go and rest first."
"Thank you, Lord Baron."
A moment later, Gort arrived and was instructed by Liszt to immediately arrange how to hand over the serfs. This time was different from the last time. The temperature had just dropped and it was snowing. If one was not careful, the serfs would freeze to death. Fortunately, preparations were made. The carriages of the caravan were requisitioned, and a bunch of cold-resistant materials were ready to go to Coral City.
Liszt had planned to go in person, but he remembered the mineral deposits of Black Horse Island. Calculating the time, Markus would return with the ship this afternoon and was likely to bring news of the fire attribute condensed core mineral veins.
He handed the three hundred gold coins he had saved these days to Gort. "Consultant Gort, I bought this batch of serfs for two hundred and ten gold coins. There are a thousand of them. The number of losses does not exceed one hundred and fifty is acceptable, but more than that, you need to compensate me. "
"I will explain it to Frank in detail."
"These three hundred gold coins are the cost of buying a new batch of serfs. Try to keep the price of serfs as low as possible. The war will definitely bring countless serfs. I believe there is room for further compression of the price. How to talk is up to you. "
"Please rest assured, I am familiar with Frank. Even if I can't touch his bottom line, I won't let him take much advantage of me … By the way, can I … take advantage of him in some things?" Gort was a little hesitant and embarrassed to say it.
Liszt said, "Say what you want to say."
"Your charm is unmatched on Coral Island, and you are the ideal marriage partner for many aristocratic ladies. I can see that Frank's family is eager to get your attention. Maybe I can use this to reduce the price to the bottom line and buy more serfs. "
Aristocrats are graceful, but it is normal to use all the resources around them for their own benefit.
That's why Gort came up with such a "handsome man trick."
But Liszt couldn't get past his own psychological barrier and directly denied it. "Frank is a sensible aristocrat. I believe he has his own code of conduct, so don't involve little Sally. Try to fight for the difference of a few gold coins or a dozen gold coins. "
He did lack liquidity, but he had a lot of fixed assets, so there was no need to be unscrupulous.
Especially when it came to feelings, he wanted to retain a sense of innocence.
"Alas, I was still alone at the age of thirty in my previous life, and I was troubled. In this life, when I turned sixteen, there was a line of girls chasing me, which also annoyed me. "
… …
Sure enough, as Liszt guessed.
In the afternoon, when the snow stopped, the Flowers returned from the sea.
In addition to bringing half a ship of fire dragon bone fragments, Markus also brought information about the fire-attributed core mineral vein: "My Lord, this is a stone I dug out from a crack in a rock pillar when I was excavating the bone fragments. It is very strange, and I can vaguely feel the existence of magic power on it."
He handed over an irregular reddish-brown stone.
The surface of the stone was smooth, and the regular lines of concentric circles could be seen on the fracture surface, just like the shell surface of a clamshell. The overall texture was like glass, and the edges were even transparent, but it was far less transparent than gems and crystals. It felt lighter than ordinary stones, and upon closer inspection, one could see that there were a lot of bubbles inside.
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