Good Life in Qin Dynasty

After getting the things to the main courtyard and putting them under the eaves, Li Jiyang moved into the house without asking anyone to help him. After finishing his work, he sent Butler Li Zhong away.

"Chunya..." Li Jiyang greeted Chunya.

"Keep the gate and don't allow anyone to come in?" Chunya finally knew what the young master always told her to do. Seeing the young master's appearance, little Lolita knew what the young master was going to say.

"No, that, I'm hungry!" Li Jiyang pouted.

Chunya looked at the sky: "But, young master, it's not Chung day yet..."

Chongri is the unitary time in ancient times, and the time period from 17:00 to 18:59 in modern times, that is to say, I love you before it's time to eat.

Of course, in the Qin Dynasty there was no such thing as three meals a day, they only ate two meals.

Even if Li Jiyang was the owner of the whole Lijiazhuang, he didn't have a meal at noon, because the kitchen couldn't open fire. In this era, everything is precious, except people.

Because there are more than 100 people in such a Lijiazhuang, mainly farming, and the rest are serving the master.

In the past, there were many masters, and they might still enjoy it, so there were many people serving them. Now there are only two masters, and one is breastfeeding. Li Jiyang simply asked those people to work, so as not to feed them for nothing, and the cook was left at home. Those who wash clothes, clean up the room, and take care of personal servants, such as Chunya and Nan Lan, basically will not appear in front of Li Jiyang, for fear of being named by the young master and taken out of Zhuangzi to farm.

Li Jiyang didn't know this yet, all he knew was that there was no idler at home.

"Don't you have any snacks?" Li Jiyang hugged his stomach, thinking that such a eating habit is simply too unreasonable. It's reasonable to eat two meals in winter. It's spring, and it's almost summer, so he actually eats two meals!

"What heart?" Chunya looked blank.

"Dim sum? Don't know?" Li Jiyang confirmed it.

Chunya shook her head, still bewildered.

Li Jiyang thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that Qin Dai really didn't have any of these "snacks"!

The origin of dim sum was in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. According to legend, a general in the Eastern Jin Dynasty was very moved when he saw the soldiers fighting bloody battles day and night, fighting the enemy bravely and making many military exploits. Soldiers, to express "a little heart".

Since then, the name of "Dim Sum" has spread and has been used to this day.

What can they have now?

Roujiamo?

According to historical records, cured meat was called "cold meat" in the Warring States Period. At that time, South Korea, located in the triangle area of ​​Qin, Jin and Henan, was able to make cured meat. After Qin destroyed Korea, the production technology was introduced to Xianyang.

The restaurant inside Wenchangmen is named Qinyu Roujiamo, which implies that it is an authentic famous restaurant of cured meat.

However, it seems that South Korea has not been destroyed yet, and I don't know if there is such a thing as "cold meat" at this time!

"Forget it, you guard the door and don't allow anyone to come in. I'm sleepy and want to sleep." Li Jiyang casually instructed little Lolita.

"No!" Little Lolita was sitting there guarding the door.

Li Jiyang entered the house with peace of mind, moved all the jujube branches into the space, planted two first in the space, and bundled the rest into bundles and put them in the house, ready to move them to the system tomorrow and continue to sell them to Ai you.

I don't know how much this guy Al can ask for?

After finishing, he went to pick some fruits to fill his stomach. He had no choice but to be too hungry, so he ate a meal of apples and several fragrant pears before he felt full.

After leaving the space, he lay down on the bed, pulled the thin quilt, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

After tossing around for half the night and waking up so early in the morning, he was really sleepy.

Outside, Chunya is still pulling the hemp rope, splitting the hemp rope from thick to thin, making it very carefully, a long one, wrapped around a three-foot-long wooden stick, will not break.