Great Tang Idyll

Book 1: Chapter 20

Family Sharing A Meal Full Of Bliss

Idlers Note: Okay, I will probably not be able to do a translation binge like this for a while unless I am somehow funded so I can do translations full-time. But fear not! Even though I will need to devote some of my time and energy to my freelance jobs so I can make a living (and you know, live), I will still be translating enough that I will keep to the regular release schedule. If I do manage to get extra chapters done, I will release them as a surprise bonus. ?

After translating this chapter, I am so hungry now XD

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The flowing water of the river gurgled with cotton like clouds overhead as the green of a few leaves outlined the flower color and the breeze lightly brushed against the face. Today was an overcast day.

Seeing such weather, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan were both also happy as they finally no longer needed to endure the sun while exercising. The two of them went to the courtyard to throw around a sandbaga real sandbag, the outside being a layer of fine hemp cloth and the insides filled with sand, which was slightly larger than a quail egg, just right for the grasp of a small hand.

Xiaohong observed from the side, her eyes tightly staring at that sandbag flying to and fro in the air, terrified that the two little ancestors when throwing it to each other would throw it at the others face.

When they were playing happily, a servant carrying a basket walked over and gently placed the basket on the ground as they said to Wang Juan: Little Miss, according to your [honorific] orders, the item has been purchased. The surrounding area has been gone over in a circle to buy these.

Unh, good. Go busy yourself. Oh, go to that storehouse of Xiaobaos and get two large bones. Pick the ones with more meat to bring back to boil soup for your familys kids to drink.

Wang Juan caught the sandbag in her hand and stopped as she spoke to this servant. The reward used was naturally the stuff from that storehouse of Zhang Xiaobaos.

After the servant gave thanks and departed, Zhang Xiaobao ran over next to the basket, going on tip-toes as his eyes peered inside.

What is this stuff? It looks familiar. Zhang Xiaobao asked.

Of course, its familiar. Its saltpetersaltpeter^[1] thats not that pure. I specifically had people buy it. Wang Juan explained.

Saltpeter? Zhang Xiaobao, upon hearing this name, started looking around.

Looking for what, ~ne? Its saltpeter.

Looking for charcoal and sulfur,^[2] ~ne. Zhang Xiaobao said.

Wang Juan gave Zhang Xiaobao an eye roll and also walked over to look at the saltpeter: Imagining what? I didnt say to make gunpowder.^[3]

Well, cant buy so much just to treat illnesses, right? Zhang Xiaobao was still searching for the two other items.

Stupid, Ernius finished making that hot pot and already sent it into the courtyard house. I want to drink some soup, eat two tender pieces of meat. Use the saltpeter to make ice to freeze the lamb meat, and then use a scraper^[4] to scrape it off into slices. When slice after slice has all curled up, itll be thinner than being carved and eating it will be convenient.

Wang Juan spoke as she reached her arms inside the basket to dig out a small piece of saltpeter, weighing it in her hands before nodding her head, feeling that it was not bad.

Oh, can eat hot pot now. An overcast day is just right. Eating till full, then sleepingthats what comfort is, ~ne. Large meat slices, I wont count on it but scooping up some froth is fine, ~ah.

Zhang Xiaobao upon hearing that there was hot pot, then naturally wanted frozen lamb meat. Ordering Xiaohong to go get two basins, one large and one small, both respectively filled with water and to place the saltpeter inside the large basin, he then continued throwing a sandbag with Wang Juan.

When the water inside the small basin had also frozen into ice, only then did he order people to send over the fresh lamb meat to be frozen. Naturally, there were also people preparing the other food, finding a new scraper, and getting the charcoal. They also had people go to Ernius house to get a jar of that water used to soak the mountain chili sprouts in. All that remained was waiting for the lamb meat to freeze and be scraped so that they could start eating.

Wang Juan wasnt idle either as she called for people to go clarify a broth^[5] of pork bones and chicken, even scrounging up some dried seafoodthis stuff was cheap. They first used warm water to soak it to be used as the soup base^[6] in a while.

This wait wasnt a short time. It was almost nearly noon when the lamb meat was finally done. As for the beef, that stuff wasnt good to butcherit easily attracted trouble^[7] so they couldnt eat it for the time being.

Having played till they were sweaty all over, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan took a bath before accompanying Zhang Xiaobaos family members, sitting at the table. It was described as sitting but it really was being carried in peoples arms.

Positioned in the middle of the table was that hot pot. Inside the tube, red-hot charcoal was placed. Within the cover was a hole in the pot lid. The length added on top was a smoke funnel. When a gu-lu sound came out of the inside there, the water had boiled. By removing the smoke funnel and lifting the lid, they could then swish^[8] stuff in it to eat.

Fermented tofu,^[9] stinky tofu,^[10] chive flowers, soy sauce,^[11] mature vinegar,^[12] and other seasonings were all set up using saucers and placed there. Whoever wanted to eat could get it themselves.

Zhang Xiaobaos parents, grandfather, and grandmother sat there in a circle according to etiquette. The both of them, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, were being carried by Xiaohong in her arms, one with each hand.

The adults knew that this was the hot pot that Xiaobao specifically had people make for them. Smelling the scent of the seafood and the soup inside that pot, they felt that it wasnt bad but werent clear on how to eat it.

Mom, eat, ~ya. Ill swish a slice of lamb meat for you [honorific]. Zhang Xiaobao, seeing that everyone was all sitting there watching, could only exert himself as he held the chopsticks to tremulously pick up a slice of lamb meat and reaching into the pot, gently swayed there.

Xiaohong was afraid of that boiling soup splattering on Little Misters body and wanted to reach out a hand to block it but since she couldnt spare a hand, she could only strive to pull him back.

Dont pull. Its easy to get burned. Its done. Zhang Xiaobao gave a warning. Then, after moving it twice, he took out that piece of meat that had changed in color, and put it into his mothers dish.

Mrs. Zhang-Wangs eyes suddenly reddened. She opened her mouth to eat that meat. It was gone with just a ba-da sound. Not even tasting what flavor it had been, she energetically gave praise: Tasty, the stuff my Baolang made is just good. Dad [in-law], Mom [in-law], and Husband should all eat.

At once, everyone moved according to their own eating habits, getting two servings of seasonings with the mountain chili sprout water placed in one.

Meanwhile, Zhang Xiaobao, Wang Juan, and Xiaohong watched from the side as they all swallowed their saliva. Xiaohong couldnt eat together with them. Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan couldnt eat such large pieces of meat and could only wait until everyone had almost finished swishing and had left behind some bits and pieces in the pot before they could drink it as soup.

Xiaohong, no need to carry us. Well stand while watching. You eat, too.

As it was a low table, the group was all sitting on small stools, also called Turkic stools.^[13] Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan standing to the side was fine but seeing Xiaohong staring over there, they felt uncomfortable. If they hadnt let people enter, they could forget about it but since they were sitting together, then just staring wouldnt do.

Zhang Xiaobao struggled free of Xiaohongs embrace as he commanded her.

How could Xiaohong dare to use the chopsticks so she vigorously shook her head.

Wang Juan also broke free to get down as she said: Telling you to eat so you eat. More people would be funner.

Xiaohong, lets eat together. These few days, youve conscientiously taken care of Xiaobao and Juan-Juan. Just treat it as us rewarding you. Mrs. Zhang-Wang finally spoke up. Only then did Xiaohong give thanks and carefully began to eat.

Five people were eating besides the two children. Zhang Xiaobao watched as he rejected Xiaohong who wanted to get him soup to drink and used a spoon to scoop up a bit of tofu himself to put into the pot to scald it before placing it in Wang Juans dish.

Eat. In a while, eat duck blood, too. These things can still be eaten.

Wang Juan wasnt polite, either, as she mixed her own ingredients. Inserting the chopsticks into the tofu, she dipped it before she began to nibble on it. When she finished eating, she stuck out her tongue: Real spicy.

Zhang Xiaobao scalded some tofu for himself, too; the back of that little hand already had a few red dots. Xiaohong seeing this now was scared silly. Before, she hadnt even noticed.

She hurriedly grabbing onto Zhang Xiaobaos hand to look at it. The other people also saw this situation and tensed up. Only Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan didnt have any expression.

Xiaohong, you eat yours. No need to mind Xiaobao. This little burn is nothing. Wang Juan spoke up. She knew she and Zhang Xiaobao belonged to the same type of people. They were indifferent to this little bit of pain that didnt even count as an injury. She trusted that even if a layer of skin from that hand of Zhang Xiaobaos was burned off and Zhang Xiaobao wanted to kill someone, then his hand wouldnt tremble for even a little bit.

Unh, right. It doesnt even burn a bit. Its just hot. I can eat by myself for Im a monster. Zhang Xiaobao said with a smile, two little dimples showing on that chubby face.

What monster? Its divine sage. Dont listen to your Dads blind blather. Xiaohong, since Xiaobao can do it himself, then let him eat by himself for my son isnt an ordinary person.

Mrs. Zhang-Wang was a bit pained but she still chose to support her own son.

Its all stuff in the past, why still mention it? Mom, Ill pluck a shrimp for you [honorific] to eat.

Father Zhang, seeing that his missus was about to revive an old topic and fearful that hed be lectured by his Dad and Mom again, scalded three shrimp and respectively gave his Dad and Mom as well as Mrs. Zhang-Wang the extracted red-colored meat.

Its noon. How come the people sent to Sanshui County still havent transmitted the news back here?

Zhang Xiaobao used the ladle to scoop up from the pot some lamb meat that his family members had deliberately mashed up, including the soup and the green colored chopped scallions, to pour it all into the little bowl that Wang Juan was holding up with both hands. The two of them drank it one sip, one person at a time before he suddenly thought of the matter in that side of Sanshui County so he casually asked about it.

There shouldnt be a problem. What Im most worried about isnt that side but which river will the boat actually moor inwhat if the boat hasnt arrived, what do we do? Wang Juan drank a mouthful of soup as she talked while she, out of habit, surveyed the table in a circle.

This isnt urgent. I trust that those two rivers will definitely have results. This Swindler Song, Im relatively acquainted with his mentality. What are you looking for? Zhang Xiaobao, seeing Wang Juans motion, asked.

Cellophane noodles.^[14] I forgottheres none here. This time, Wang Juan was using lip speech.

This, Ive never made. I do know the approximate stuff. When I was small, there was a starch plant by the orphanage; the water inside the river was all white. If Id known earlier, going inside to get a look at how people made them would have been good.

Going back, have people use wheat to make it. Isnt it just to first make starch? If 10 silver taels are slammed down, it definitely can be produced. It also works out to be able to make some small profit. Unfortunately, theres no spicy sauce to eat today.

Zhang Xiaobao pondered with some effort but in the end, he couldnt remember how cellophane noodles were produced. He didnt really like eating this stuff as trying it occasionally was fine but he had never taken it to heart.

No problem. Someday, have people make mianpi^[15] to eat. This, I know how to make. When I was little, in the compound, there was a household that made this. I would frequently go help knead the dough to play. Wang Juan, seeing Zhang Xiaobaos lip speech, said in consolation.

The two of them were currently there exchanging lip speech, ~ne. Xiaohong had already hurriedly finished eating, not daring to eat her fill and just getting two bits of each dish before putting down her chopsticks.

Zhang Xiaobao also knew that for Xiaohong to be able to eat several mouthfuls had already taken a large amount of resolution. Seeing that it also wasnt good for her to keep staying there at the side, he said to her: Xiaohong, you go look to see how Xiaoqi over there is doing. Its necessary to have Swindler Song stay here for a few days.

Xiaohong complied and departed while here, eating and drinking continued.

If not discussing the lack of business here, Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan could relax. They didnt use lip speech, either, as they drank soup and ate things in piecemeal while analyzing the plans for afterwards.

Meanwhile, the adults didnt really speak up as they ate while gazing at the two little guys and listening to them spout out those types of words that only adults should be able to speak as the smiles never left their faces. Finally, they neednt ever worry over whether the next generation would send this family business into ruin.

The most despondent was Father Zhang. He kept feeling like the two children werent normal but seeing that the three other people who he couldnt antagonize all had appearances of this being only natural, he couldnt say anything at all.

Then, thinking better on it that being like this was also good since after Xiaobao grew up, maybe he could return from the test as a valedictorian. Thus, he said to his son: Xiaobao, want to learn to read and write with Father?

Want to, am learning now. From now on, Dad will have to be troubled. Zhang Xiaobao gulped down the soup, nodding as he spoke to his father.

1. Xiao shi () refers to saltpeter or nitermore specifically, the mineral form of potassium nitrate (KNO3). It is a substance with many industrial applications, making it of significant value in modern times even with advances in technology. The two major uses of potassium nitrate are as agricultural fertilizers and in the production of gunpowder. 

2. Liu huang () is the Chinese name for sulfur. It was commonly used in experiments by Daoist alchemists as well as for practical applications in traditional Chinese medicine. 

3. Just in case people dont recall enough chemistry to be able to figure out what Xiaobao is alluding to, the basic recipe for gunpowder or black powder as invented by the Chinese requires sulfur, charcoal, and potassium nitrate (saltpeter/niter). 

4. A baozi/ actually translates to planer but since that word typically refers to various types of handicraft tools used in carpentry, woodworking, and metalworking in both Chinese and English, I am assuming that Juan-Juan is referring to the thin scraped slices a planer is capable of. For that reason, I ended up translating it as scraper even though thats not the standard name of any existent tool to convey the function and to try to avoid reader confusion if I used the literal translation. 

5. Diao tang () is a form of refined Chinese soup called a clarified broth. So to diao/ a soup is to clarify it. This meaning of clarification only holds true in the context of soup. Otherwise, diao/ simply translates to hang. 

6. Guo di () literally translates to pot bottom, which in this case refers to the soup base used for the hot pot. 

7. The bull was highly valued for its labor in Chinese agriculture, gaining them a protected status that was enforced by the government by making it mandatory to report bovine deaths to the local magistrate and paying a fine if it was deliberately butchered for the purposes of meat consumption. This explains why pork and chicken was typically the most consumed meat in the ancient Chinese diet since for the majority of the population, eating beef with any frequency was not feasible. 

8. The character used here is shuan/ which simply means to rinse or boil in liquid. However, I made use of the naming sense behind one of the Japanese versions of hot pot and chose to translate it as swish to try to convey the action used in order to boil or rinse the ingredients in the hot pot soup. 

9. The text uses fu ru () though it can also be referred to as dou fu ru () or lu fu (). Ive translated it as fermented tofu though it can be referred to as fermented bean curd, soy cheese, tofu cheese, or preserved tofu. As evident with some of the possible names, it is tofu that has been fermented until it is similar in texture to cheese. However, it is not a cheese, which is made through a different chemical process. 

10. Stinky tofu or chou dou fu () is a specific type of fermented tofu known for its decidedly strong smell. Sometimes, it is said to be tastier the stronger the smell is. Needless to say, it can be an acquired taste for some people. However, it is very popular in Asia with many different regional varieties and is often sold as a street food or snack. 

11. The Chinese term for soy sauce is jiang you (), which literally translates to sauce oil. 

12. Chen Cu () literally means aged vinegar but actually refers to a specific type of black vinegar called mature vinegar. Other than its flavor, it is also believed to have medicinal properties as well. For reference, an European counterpart of an aged vinegar would be balsamic vinegar. 

13. Hu deng () was so called because it was a portmanteau of hu ren (), a general appellation the Chinese applied to foreigners, and ban deng () for stool. Hu/ (meaning wild, foolish, and reckless) was said to be one of the names first applied to the Xiongnu and then was generalized to apply to other foreign people as well, primarily the nomadic tribes like the Mongols and the Tatars. The reason stools and chairs were sometimes referred to as belonging to these tribes is because these furniture styles were imported into China and then categorized underneath one general label. Prior to the advent of such furniture, the proper Chinese sitting position was to kneel down with home furnishings designed for elevated platforms or dais to accommodate this posture. The traditional Japanese seiza is likely influenced by this behavior. This foreign hu () style was not just attributed to furniture as there were also clothing, cuisine, accessories, etc. Riding clothes in Chinese are referred to as hu fu () or Turkic dress for this reason. Because the Chinese name for this type of stool is similar in thinking to the reason for name of the Turkish ottoman and Turkic as a people ethnically encompasses many of the tribes the Chinese placed under such a blanket label, I am translating hu deng () as Turkic stool. 

14. Cellophane noodles have various names in Chinese. Wang Juan used fen tiao () but they can also be called fen si (), dong fen (), xi fen (), or xian fen (), etc. They are noodles mainly made from starch and when cooked, have a translucent gray appearance that looks like cellophane. 

15. Though it is referred to in the Chinese original text as mian pi () for dough skin, it is also commonly known as liang pi () meaning cold skin, which was erroneously romanized as rangpi. Similarly to the situation with liangfen (), I will be using the pinyin for this dish.

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