In the Yangdi City Commander's Mansion, Han Tao, Abazi and Yu'er were placed here in a small courtyard about two miles northwest.

Wen Su and Huang Zhong led the rebels to find a relatively cool place outside the city to set up camp, while Zhou Cang brought fifty rebels to live around the courtyard to guard them.

Since Zhu Jun, Huangfu Song, Cao Cao and others were all going to lead the troops to pack up the siege equipment, baggage, clean up the battlefield, and all other post-war handling matters, Han Tao was much more idle.

At this time, a tempting fragrance was emitting from the kitchen in the yard, which attracted Labazi and Yu'er to come and look at who was making what delicious food.

In the kitchen, Han Tao stood in front of the stove, stir-frying in the pot with a big shovel, and the fragrance continued to spread from the pot.

Yu'er looked at Han Tao worriedly: "Master, why did you go into the kitchen by yourself? Tell me what you want to eat, I'll make it."

Han Tao looked back at her, with a little angrily on his face: "I have been talking about you for so many days, and I asked you to call me Zizhen, why can't I change it?"

Yu'er looked at Han Tao with some embarrassment: "I've called the young master for several years, but I can't change it. I'm really unable to call you by name..."

"What is a name that cannot be expressed? Sometimes you Han people have many rules. On our grassland, even if you call the clan leader, you will call them by your name directly. What's more, you will marry him in the future. What's wrong with calling him a name?" Rabazi obviously didn't understand Yu'er's "rules".

"Oh, I'm just embarrassed..." Yu'er's face turned redder when Rabazi said this. She quickly interrupted and pointed to the items in the pot and asked, "What is this? How come it smells so good when it's fried?"

"Isn't this stout? What do you do for frying it?" Rabazi recognized the things in the pot and looked at Han Tao in confusion and asked.

The matadilla mentioned in Labazi is actually the sesame seeds now. After Zhang Qian went to the Western Regions, he was brought back to the Central Plains and began to slowly plant and promote them in the northwest region, so it is called matadilla.

Rabazi once saw this thing when he was trading with the Han people, so he knew the name.

"Today I want to make a unique delicacy for you, and I guarantee you have never eaten it before." Han Tao responded to the two of them with a smile while stir-frying flax.

"What exactly are you going to do? I'll help you." Yu'er took the initiative to come forward and ask for help.

"Yes, let's help you do it." Rabazi also said.

"Let's do this, Yu'er, I just asked Zhou Cang to kill a sheep and come back. He should be cleaning in the backyard. You go and see if he has finished cleaning. If it is done, you take some sheep bones and mutton oil and come back. I will teach you how to make soup and set aside later. Labazi, you will be responsible for cutting the mutton and cut them into thin slices for later use." Han Tao explained to the two women.

The two agreed to walk out of the kitchen and prepare their own. After a while, with the help of Zhou Cang, they retrieved the mutton, mutton bones and mutton oil.

Labazi started cutting the lamb and sliced ​​it as required.

Han Tao saw that the fritters in the pot were almost done, so he put them in a small jar and put them aside to cool.

"Yu'er, clean the sheep bones, put cold water into the pot to cook, then remove the blood foam, add onion and ginger to boil together for two quarters of an hour, then add the lamb oil and boil together, and cook until milky white." Han Tao explained how to boil the soup base, and he held the small jar to the small stone mill in the yard, put the fried flax in and started grinding.

As the stone mill rotated, a brown liquid was grinded and slowly flowed into another small jar, which was sesame paste.

Zhou Cang watched Han Tao grinding flax, and hurried forward to help and let him rest.

However, Han Tao assigned him a new task and asked him to prepare some charcoal and red-burn spare.

When Han Tao grind the sesame paste and returned to the kitchen, Rabazi had already cut all the meat and Yu'er's soup base was almost boiled.

Han Tao nodded with satisfaction at the soup base, then put the soup base in a casserole, then walked out of the kitchen with the casserole and came to the middle of the yard.

Zhou Cang's charcoal was already burned at this time. Han Tao placed the charcoal in a prepared pot rack and placed it on the stone table in the yard, and placed the casserole on it and stewed and heated.

Zhou Cang made everything ready and sued Han Tao.

Han Tao signaled Rabazi and Yu'er to sit down, then put the freshly ground sesame paste in a small bowl, and added a little salt and a little chopped green onion.

At this time, the soup base in the casserole was also boiled. Han Tao took the lead in picking up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and putting it in the pot, but did not let go of the chopsticks. Instead, he picked up the chopsticks and dipped it in the soup base. When he saw the mutton change color, he picked it up, then dipped it in the prepared dipping sauce and delivered it to Labazi's mouth: "Come, try it!"

Labazi opened his mouth and put the mutton handed over by Han Tao in his mouth, chewed it gently, and then exclaimed: "This meat is fat but not greasy, soft and delicious. Dipped in your sauce, it has no fishy or muttony smell. It's so delicious!"

Han Tao greeted Yu'er: "Come on, try it!"

Yu'er picked up the mutton, followed Han Tao's appearance, cooked the mutton, then dipped it in the sauce and put it in her mouth to eat it, and she was full of praise.

"This method is really delicious. In the past, we used to eat mutton, but we came to eat more of it. I didn't expect that there would be such food. Zizhen, you are so amazing that you can even come up with a different way than others in your food." Rabazi praised Han Tao in his mouth, but he didn't stop holding meat in his hands, and kept eating it.

Han Tao just smiled but said nothing. In fact, what he called invention today is the hot pot that was widely loved by the people in later generations.

In fact, the ingredients in the Han Dynasty were much scarce compared to the present. Many common vegetables in later generations had not been introduced to China, and the cooking methods were relatively single.

Before, he had been marching and fighting, so he just settled it at will. Now that he has free time, Han Tao has tried to make some different ways to change his taste.

Eating homemade sesame paste and hot pot is indeed a pleasure.

The only thing that made Han Tao feel that the only thing that was that chili peppers had not been introduced to China at this time, so he could only eat the pot of this bone soup and could not make a pot of spicy oil pot.

Otherwise, it would be even more comfortable to eat hot pot and feel the pleasure of a spicy mouth in this warm summer breeze.

Although Han Tao had these regrets in his heart, for Rabazi and Yuer, this hot pot was a delicious food that he had never experienced before, so he let go and feasted.

Han Tao and others were eating, and a rebel guarding outside hurriedly ran in and came to Han Tao to report: "Report to the lord, there are guests outside to visit."

When Han Tao heard a guest coming, he was slightly stunned. In Yangdi, except Huangfu Song, Zhu Yan, Cao Cao, Sun Jian and others, he did not know anyone else. Who would come to find him?

"Did the visitor tell me his identity?" Han Tao asked.
Chapter completed!