After broadcasting the ancient times live, I handed the system over to the state.

As Liu Che watched, he also got hungry, so he called for food and wondered if everyone in later generations could afford to eat meat.

These people only ate a few picky bites before packing the food up; he had never heard of or seen these dishes before.

He was not usually one to care much about food, but now even the sky had tempted him.

Even the emperor might not be able to eat the food from the sky, let alone other people. Perhaps some people could eat it, for example, some officials and wealthy families whose main dish at a meal was duck tongue, and who used hundreds of ducks for a single meal.

However, there are very few people like that.

In ancient times, having enough to eat was considered a sign of being human. Eating better food was possible occasionally, but having it every meal was extremely difficult.

After finally managing to cultivate a few acres of barren land, and waiting for the harvest every day, natural disasters and man-made calamities strike, and then everything is lost in a year.

But looking at the sky, they finally understood what it meant to eat well every day. With so much meat, everyone in later generations seemed to have no worries, with full cheeks and tall statures, clearly having eaten their fill.

Many people kowtowed to the sky and made wishes, hoping to become a person in the next generation.

Ying Zheng was curious about how later generations had managed to do this. These cow bones should be bones from a cow. Had later generations become so wealthy that they could eat beef at will?

Seeing that not only the main table was having the feast, but also the other tables were serving the same dishes, it meant that this dish was served at all of them.

How many bones does a cow have? Yet there are more than a dozen tables set up in this yard, all of them made from this particular cut of meat. It's terrifying to even imagine, let alone the other meats.

"Oh dear, stew it!" Su Shi suddenly had a flash of inspiration when he saw the braised dishes on the sky. The sauces in later generations were so red and shiny, and the pork had a strong, unpleasant smell. Did they add other ingredients when stewing it?

The next day, Su Shi tried making a stewed meat dish. The stew was crystal clear and incredibly tender. He added a touch of wine, and the meat melted on his lips and tongue with just one bite. The aroma lingered on his tongue, and the sweet and tender texture only lingered on the tip of his tongue for a moment before eagerly sliding down his throat.

The fleeting taste compelled him to eat a second piece, then a third, and with rice, he quickly finished the small pot of stewed meat.

This pot of meat should perhaps be called "Sky Curtain Stewed Meat," as that would be somewhat impolite.

Su Shi struggled with the name.

……

Zhu Qinggu found the food delicious while he was eating.

The food at the banquet was all meat, which was a bit greasy, but the food at school didn't smell as good as at the big banquet.

Swallowing hard, Zhu Qinggu decided that if she had a holiday this year and went home to attend a wedding with her parents in the village, she would no longer shirk her responsibilities and would go back and devour a roasted duck leg!

The more she thought about food, the more her mouth watered, and the food in her hand suddenly tasted bland. She quickly swiped away from the video and went to the next one.

A man appears in the center of the video, and the person in front of him says, "Why do important people always have such beautiful names?"

In fact, some people are also very curious as to why Chinese medicine names are chosen this way. Doctors or those who know a little about medicine immediately perked up their ears.

Zhang Zhongjing listens online.

Listen to Hua Tuo online.

Li Shizhen listens online.

……

The man smiled mysteriously again, "That's because I'm afraid you won't dare eat it if you know its real name."

Perhaps having a vague idea of ​​what he was going to say, Sun Simiao chuckled, "That's not bad."

Ge Hong thought of some strange medicines and nodded, a subtle smile on his face.

Qian Yi raised an eyebrow, as if he could roughly guess what the man was going to say.

"Moon-gazing sand, doesn't that sound nice? Actually, it's rabbit poop."

The white residue in urinary tract is actually just sediment from human urine.

【Narcissus, doesn't that sound like a flower name? Or perhaps some kind of plant? Actually, it's just dried maggots.】

[Ren Zhong Huang... is actually licorice that has been soaked in a cesspool.]

[Placeus (Zi He Che) is frequently mentioned in TV dramas, especially those about palace intrigue. It is actually the placenta of an infant.]

[Five-spice powder, rat poop; ambergris, sperm whale poop; white lingxiang, cow poop; night-shining sand, bat poop; white horse dung, horse poop; white clove, sparrow poop; black borneol, wild boar poop; dog poop...]

[Left side: Coiled dragon, pigeon droppings; silkworm excrement, easily moved, silkworm droppings.]

[Carbonized human hair; human fingernails; dandruff; golden juice, the stool of a twelve-year-old boy around the winter solstice.]

[So you just have to eat shit, right?]

[Is this why the dog doesn't get sick often? It's always taking medicine!]

[I'm cured of this illness now, no need for further treatment. The medicine has worked wonders, to the point where I'm practically quenching my thirst with the promise of a cure.]

[Why did our ancestors eat nothing but shit?!]

[I should talk about the human spirit, the incontinence of a hanged person...]

[My life of eating shit...]

[So all that talk about male protagonists smelling of ambergris in novels is actually just the smell of shit, ugh!]

Zhao Kuangyin, who had been taking medicine for the past few days, felt nauseous for some reason. Zhao Guangyi was interested in medicine and had vaguely read some medical books. Moreover, martial arts practitioners also needed to understand some medical principles. However, hearing it so bluntly gave him a chilling feeling, as if a cold wind was rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

Add to that the feeling in your throat, and it's just neither here nor there.

At this moment, Zhu Zhanji looked at the medicine placed in front of him and suddenly hesitated.

Good medicine tastes bitter, but for my own life and for the Ming Dynasty, I'll endure eating shit!

Zhu Zhanji drank it all in one gulp.

Li Zhi also suffered from the same headache as Empress Zhangsun. He looked at the sky and shook his head with a smile. Then he pulled Wu Meiniang over and kissed her, saying to her, "Meiniang, I also took medicine just now. One of the ingredients in the medicine is the one from the sky. Meiniang, can you guess what it is?"

Wu Meiniang: "...Your Majesty is getting more and more mischievous."

The couple's relationship was already becoming increasingly tense, but after the Heavenly Curtain was installed, Wu Meiniang noticed that Li Zhi seemed to be in a much better mood, and their relationship had changed somewhat, becoming less stiff and tense than before.

The appearance of the sky screen might actually be a good thing, as Wu Zetian sensed that many women were becoming more confident and radiant because of it.

This is a good thing.

"So these are medicines too. I wonder if they'll sell for any money?" This was the thought of some people under the sky.

They don't understand medicine; they're just watching the spectacle. If they have a headache or fever, they wouldn't dare to see a doctor.

I usually just pick some herbs for my own use. Now I know these are medicines too. I'll ask the barefoot doctors how to use them. I can also save some for myself so I can use them when needed.