Records of the Cattle and Horses of Chang'an

Jiang Shangxian actually accepted the truth of what Cui Bianxu had just said. Moreover, martial arts was not her forte, so the best thing to do was to listen to experts in areas she was not good at.

She didn't want to suffer the pain of love in vain without making any progress in her studies: "Shao Qing is right, I will persist a little longer."

I have to say that this idea is quite similar to what Jiang's mother does every time she buys something bad, but because the money has already been spent, she has no choice but to use it.

Cui Bianxu was very impressed by her ambition: "Practice for an hour today, then have something to eat and rest for a while. In the afternoon, we will learn the moves first."

For the next hour, Cui Bianxu stood beside her and practiced horse stance with her, focusing on accompanying her.

Jiang Shangxian fell into a vicious cycle of straightening her posture - shaking legs - shaking all over. Then she looked at Cui Bianxu, who was as steady as an old dog, not moving at all. It should be said that she had no competitive spirit at all and just wanted this hour to pass quickly.

When it was over, let alone any romantic thoughts, the only thing left in her mind was tiredness. She even lost interest in her favorite part of eating.

However, this should be directly related to the fact that the food in Zhuangzi is not tasty. Zhuangzi is only a stick of incense away from Chang'an by horse, but the conditions in Zhuangzi are definitely not comparable to those in Chang'an City.

Lunch was prepared by the tenants on the farm. The farm also put in a lot of effort for the master Cui Bianxu. The staple food was Gulouzi and sesame cake. Gulouzi was a kind of mutton pancake made with mutton, pepper and fermented black beans, while sesame cake was similar to sesame pancake.

Jiang Shangxian didn't like these two things very much, so he just took a sesame cake to fill his stomach with food.

However, the pheasant stewed with various mushrooms was very delicious. She didn't eat a single bite of the chicken and drank two bowls of mushroom and chicken soup. If she wasn't afraid of drinking too much and having to go to the toilet all the time because of her stomach gurgling, she felt that she could have drunk two more bowls.

As for the roasted goose, it was so disgusting that the stench of goose meat was not removed at all. Even Cui Bianxu, who loved eating, only took one bite of the goose meat before leaving.

In Jiang Shangxian's opinion, it is better to raise a goose to guard the house than to eat it. It is very ferocious and its mouth is very painful from nagging.

Fortunately, the lamb with chives and mugwort was cooked well. She liked to eat lamb with a stronger taste, so she asked for some fine salt and took out the chili powder she brought with her for self-defense, stirred it a few times, and ate a lot of it with the chili salt. She didn't like the fish soup either, so she only took a few mouthfuls and it all went into Cui Bianxu's stomach.

"Why do you carry this thing with you?" Cui Bianxu didn't expect that she would bring seasonings with her when she went out. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Miss Jiang really loves cooking skills.

Jiang Shangxian thought he wanted one too, so he grabbed a portion for him. "This stuff is really spicy if it gets into your eyes. I feel like things aren't going well since Wu Sanniang and the others haven't caught them. So I thought I'd take this with me. If anything does happen, it can help delay things a bit."

A dish of fine salt and chili powder was split in half. Cui Bianxu placed the small dish in front of him very naturally, and followed her example, taking a piece of mutton and dipping it in the soup. He took a bite and said, "I'll find some poison. You carry it with you. If you encounter it, don't be lenient. Just kill it directly. This thing won't be of much use against someone who knows how to fight."

After saying that, he thought that what he said might be a little too bloody: "Eating it this way, you can't even taste the mutton."

The mutton was originally roasted with leeks and mugwort, both of which are very strong-flavored dishes. Add in the chili peppers, and the mutton flavor is indeed not very noticeable.

"You don't like mutton?" Cui Bianxu thought of this possibility immediately. Although Jiang Shangxian always ate mutton every time they ate together, it seemed that she was the one who cooked it every time, so there was very little mutton smell.

Jiang Shangxian chuckled and said, "Yes, mutton has a strong smell, and pork is smelly. I still prefer chicken."

In fact, her favorite food was still beef, but what could she do? At that time, cows were all used for farming. In an agricultural society, agriculture was the foundation, and no cow could not work. She was too embarrassed to say that she wanted to eat beef, although she was confident that if she asked, Cui Bianxu would definitely get it for her.

Cui Bianxu nodded and kept this in mind. He did think of beef, but he mostly preferred wild game from the mountains. What's more, since he didn't like mutton and pork, there was also camel meat.

Grilled camel hump is also a good dish.

"You don't like this pancake either?" Cui Bianxu immediately became angry when he realized that he knew too little about Jiang Shangxian, while the other party knew his taste very well, and he was determined to find out clearly.

There is nothing that Cui Yi cannot understand!

"It's not that I don't like to eat, I just prefer staple foods like rice."

Eating is the most important thing in life. Since the other party asked sincerely, I certainly would not hide the fact that she is generally not picky about staple foods, but if possible, she still prefers to eat various types of rice and porridge.

Cui Bianxu understood immediately: "Me too. People in Qinghe eat more rice, but people in Chang'an prefer to eat cakes. Next time I come over, I'll have someone make some Diaohu rice for you to try."

Jiang Shangxian certainly couldn't refuse such an offer, and he discussed it with great interest: "But is it made with wild rice? I heard that it makes rice fragrant, soft and smooth, but I haven't tried it yet."

Zizania latifolia is actually the whole of Zizania latifolia. The tender stem part swells up after being infected by fungi, and its seeds are Zizania latifolia. The Tang people believed that Zizania latifolia was one of the six grains. Du Fu also wrote a poem for it: The waves float the Zizania latifolia, and the clouds sink black; the dew is cold, and the lotus buds drop pink.

From this we can see that the people of the Tang Dynasty really loved writing poetry. No matter what it was, even if it was a pile of shit, they would write a few words to express their feelings.

"That's true, but I prefer green wheat and purple rice." Cui Bian naturally has a lot to say when talking about the various kinds of rice. He was born into a wealthy family, and there is no food in the world that he cannot eat, as long as he doesn't want to eat it.

Jiang Shangxian's eyes narrowed, and he swallowed as he spoke of the rumors he had heard in Lexian Tower: "I heard that green wheat rice is green inside and out, more fragrant than polished rice, and that eating it makes one lighter. If you eat it for a long time, you can resist the wind, keep your face young, and your hair and beard from turning white..."

“Hehehe…”

Cui Bianxu chuckled softly, shaking his head and tucking his handkerchief across his lips. "You're exaggerating! If that were true, wouldn't eating this rice every day make you immortal? I'll have someone send two bags to your house so you can try them."

"kindness!"

Jiang Shangxian agreed happily. At her age now, she is not at the stage where she is afraid of aging or death. Her main concern is to eat well and stay light.

If there is a staple food that can help you lose weight without gaining weight, it would be great news for people who are trying to lose weight!

After dinner, Cui Bianxu took her to a pavilion with a hip roof overlooking the lake to drink some intestinal cleansing and fat-removing juice. The lake was not big, and the remaining lotus leaves on the surface had not been cleared. Because it was winter, windproof curtains were hung on three sides of the pavilion, and only the side facing the lake was open.

There were two heaters in the pavilion, burning plum blossoms. According to Cui Bianxu's usual preference, some sandalwood was added. There was also a small clay stove next to it, with some winter fruits on it for heating.

Jiang Shangxian privately thought that this was the most bourgeois he had ever been since traveling through time to this era.

If she were Cui Bianxu, she guaranteed that she would lie down immediately. What's the point of being an official? What's the point of working? What could be happier than having money and free time?