Good Life in Qin Dynasty

Because Li Jiyang insisted on calling it so suddenly, King Zhuang Xiang didn't insist. Ying Zheng was afraid that his father would be angry, but it turned out that his father tolerated Xiaoyang quite high. King Zhuang Xiang said no to his decision, and his father was not angry either.

In fact, Ying Zheng thought too much. Li Jiyang just didn't want to make himself feel awkward, so he wanted to use his familiar name.

King Zhuang Xiang was not very persistent: "Then listen to Xiao Yang!"

After Mrs. Zhao Ji heard about it, she went to see Nanny Lan and Chunya. At that time, the two of them were teaching the maids to make things with trepidation.

Originally, the court ladies were still very repulsive to these two outsiders, and they were just business-like and not enthusiastic at all. When Mrs. Zhao Ji came, they were all enthusiastic.

However, Mrs. Zhao Ji ignored the court ladies' enthusiasm for her. Instead, she got very close to Nannie Lan and Chunya, chatted endlessly, and even made needlework together, which made the court ladies regret being so indifferent to them just now.

With Mrs. Zhao Ji, the two of them relaxed a lot and stopped pricking their hands with needles.

In the evening, the two of them were kept for dinner, and Mrs. Zhao Ji left her personal maid to accompany the two of them for dinner, and went to the front to see the father and son.

Three father and son are waiting for her!

"Mother, I want to eat roasted beef!" After the autumn harvest, the roasted veal is served with blanched vegetables, which is very delicious!

"Auntie, I want to eat meat sandwiches!" Ying Zheng wanted to eat sandwiches with meat and pancakes.

"Ai Ji, how about some lamb?" King Zhuang Xiang wanted to eat lamb, because his whole body would be warm after eating.

Zhao Ji was amused: "Okay, wait, I'll ask someone to prepare it!"

Roasted beef, stewed lamb, and Roujiamo, by the way, each person has a plate of blanched dried vegetables, and stewed tofu in sauce.

"Godmother, when it's the twelfth lunar month, I'll kill some pigs and send them over!" Li Jiyang ate the roasted and tender beef, which was delicious [By the way, I ate stewed tofu with sauce.

Nowadays, tofu is popular all over the world. I heard that even the emperor of Zhou eats it!

Then the whole world knows that there is a place in Qin State where people make tofu, and that place is called Lijiazhuang.

No mention of Li Jiyang, Li Jiyang doesn't want to make himself famous, now is not the time.

The snowflakes are falling, the sky and the earth are completely covered, and winter is the time for rest, and the country and country are also quiet, and the people of the foreign race are even more quiet. The prairie on their side is much colder than the Central Plains in winter.

As soon as the twelfth lunar month entered, it was even colder and colder. The days were almost over, so Li Jiyang went back to Lijiazhuang to see that everyone was doing well, everyone's faces were flushed, and Li Jiyang told them to start killing pigs!

After finishing talking here, I went back to Xianyang City, and Qin Anjun's mansion was about to start slaughtering pigs.

The pigs in the Warring States Period were all local breeds, mostly black and thin, and the people who fed the pigs didn't have so much food to fatten them up, let alone feed. The most common way was to graze in the wild like sheep.

You can also eat some swill when you go home, without even touching any grain foam. After eating this way and then exercising, the pigs are very slim. After killing, they are still thinner and fatter, so that the price of fat remains high.

When Qin Anjun's mansion was slaughtering pigs, Li Jiyang finally saw the scene.

I also saw it at the fellow's house back then, but it was not so lively, killing fifty big fat pigs in one go!

But when Li Jiyang saw the pig's blood neck, he was unhappy.

The food law of later generations stipulates that because the blood neck meat of pigs has a lot of lymph, it will cause great harm to humans after eating, so this part of the meat cannot be traded or eaten.

But in ancient times, this piece of meat can only be enjoyed by the emperor, and it is called "forbidden", that is to say, no one can eat it except the emperor!

The emperor is unlucky enough!

After the people slaughtered the pig, this piece could not be sent to the emperor, so generally it could only be worshiped or buried.

"My lord, do you want to pay these tributes to the lord or???" Steward Li Fu asked Li Jiyang.

"How do you usually deal with it?" Li Jiyang asked him.

"They are all boiled and eaten after worshiping the gods, or pickled." Steward Li Fu replied to Li Jiyang: "It must be done after worshiping the gods, otherwise they will be buried. There are also people who buried them and dug them up and secretly ate them while others were not paying attention. After all, this thing...hehe!"

The first is because this is what the emperor eats, and the emperor of Zhou basically has no status in people's minds; the second is that there is too little fat in this era, and that area is the fattest place on the neck. People who are used to poverty, Naturally, he was reluctant to let it rot like that. The king also ate this thing, but never rewarded it to others.

But the king did not forbid others to eat it. This was an act of contempt for the emperor Zhou. Although it was obscure, it completely tore down the emperor Zhou who was originally aloof in the hearts of the people.

Whether it is for people to eat or for gods, Li Jiyang doesn't like it.

When he saw the bloody neck, the blood was flushed red, not to mention the visual impact, so Li Jiyang didn't like this kind of thing even more: "Quickly cut it out and bury it! No one is allowed to dig it up and eat it."

Of course, if possible, he would like to say take it out and feed it to the dogs!

It's a pity that he can't do that, and he will probably be arrested and beheaded the next day after doing it.

Qin Anjun's mansion killed pigs, and Li Jiyang asked people to send pork to several families in Xianyang City who had contacts.

In fact, there were not many people in total, only Lu Buwei's Mansion of Marquis Wenxin, and Cai Ze's Mansion of Emperor Gangcheng. The palace wanted to send twenty pigs, and he personally delivered them.

Now everyone eats pork, and they like it very much. They couldn't stand the taste before, but now they welcome the delicious pork.

And the fat of pigs is more than that of cattle and sheep.

At home, pig fat is extracted to make board.

"In addition to cooking, we also need to extract more and use it for stewing." Everyone felt that eating green vegetables was tasteless, so Li Jiyang told the aunts in the kitchen that stewing with meat oil would taste better.

"No." The aunt in the kitchen hurried back, got a lot of fat out, and used it to stew dried vegetables. It tasted really good.

Li Jiyang sent pork everywhere, but this pork was considered cheap in the eyes of others, so Lu Buwei didn't understand, what's the use of sending this thing to him?

It was Yang Feiying who went to Wenxinhou's mansion: "This thing grew up after castration, and it is said that it doesn't have that smell."

Lu Buwei was born in a family of merchants. Although his status was a bit low, he had never experienced any serious hardships since he was a child. Although he also suffered some hardships when he grew up, he either ate the best food or the worst food. pork!

"Then let someone stew some!" Lu Buwei was thoughtful.

Li Jiyang personally brought the processed pork into the palace, went to the kitchen first, let them handle it, and went to see King Zhuang Xiang, "I said you want to send good things." King Zhuang Xiang had heard about Li Jiyang a long time ago. I came, and I also knew that he sent pork.

"Although beef and mutton are good, pig meat is also good." Li Jiyang said, "But pigs that have been castrated, I call them pigs."

It's better than "彘".

"Pig?" King Zhuang Xiang thought for a while and smiled: "This name is also good, it is different from pig and pig. It is a pig that tastes fat after castration."

So, Li Jiyang can finally call "pig" and be a pig openly and aboveboard.

After going to court the next day, when Lu Buwei was about to say something, King Zhuang Xiang announced the order, no matter what other countries, from then on, the pigs that were castrated by the Qin State were called pigs and meat, not pigs, but pork. .

Li Jiyang used fermented bean curd to stew braised pork with fermented bean curd. It tasted very special. Mrs. Zhao Ji didn't like it: "It tastes good after eating."

Unexpectedly, King Zhuang Xiang liked it very much: "This widow likes it!"

Ying Zheng also thought it was good: "It tastes good, and the color looks good too."

Li Jiyang smiled proudly: "I will present this to my adoptive father, and it is also a delicacy in winter."

"Okay, I'll take care of you!" King Zhuang Xiang was very happy, no matter what Li Jiyang's background was, he respected him very much and thought of him in everything.

In the winter, they even set up greenhouses to grow vegetables and send them to him.

After the twelfth lunar month, it was New Year's Eve. This year's New Year's Eve banquet, Li Jiyang did not attend. He took his nephew back to Li Family Manor to worship the ancestors, and told the ancestors by the way that he became Qin Anjun.

Now that his identity is different, and the standard of sacrifice is much higher, Li Jiyang saw the bronze tripod!

King Zhuang Xiang bestowed it on Li Jiazhuang for offering sacrifices.

The carved patterns are exquisite and dignified. It is different from the usual food tripod. It is used for sacrifices, and sacrificial objects can be burned inside. The whole cow and sheep prepared at home are now added with whole pigs.

In the ancestral hall, Li Jiyang brought his little nephew to offer sacrifices. In fact, he offered incense, burned offerings, and kowtowed on his knees.

Li Jiyang didn't kneel and kowtow, he asked his little nephew to kowtow to the spirit seat, he had never seen that elder brother, nor did he remember it, and he didn't know if this body belonged to Li Jiyang or Li Jiyang's; his sister-in-law had never seen it either, only the old woman.

Give him the impression, do not mention worth mentioning!

After the silent sacrifice, Li Jiyang took his little nephew back to the main house.

Before New Year's Eve, they couldn't pass it, but now it's over, that is, if they eat something good and rest for two more days, it's considered over.

It's useless to be too particular.

My foundation is not strong.

Can't be bothered!

I heard that Lu Buwei has thousands of servants in Wenxinhou's mansion alone, one wife, countless concubines, many children, as well as various followers and the book boys and followers they brought.

Compared with him, Li Jiyang's family barely has enough staff!

It was not until the third year of junior high that Li Jiyang brought his little nephew back to Xianyang City. After a day's rest, he brought his little nephew into the palace.

The child is already three or four years old, and it's time for fun. Everything he sees is new, and he doesn't feel afraid when he sees King Zhuang Xiang, and dares to climb on his knee: "Are you the king?"

"That's right!" King Zhuang Xiang was very kind to such a small child, especially the little one was well taken care of by Li Jiyang.

"And uncle's adoptive father?" the little guy asked with a raised face.

"Yes!" King Zhuang Xiang nodded.

"That's Xin'er's adoptive grandfather!" The little guy yelled out, "Hello, grandpa!"

"Okay, okay, Yisun is also good!" King Zhuang Xiang got married late, and Ying Zheng's son was only 12 years old. According to Qin's rules, he was three years away from Cheng Ding.

If he wanted to marry a wife and have children, he would have to wait at least five years!

Now it's good to have a god-grandson, and if the adopted son has a god-grandson, he is also a grandfather.

"Come here!" King Zhuang Xiang wanted to reward him as soon as he was happy: "Prepare some soft food for the widow's righteous grandson, and the minced meat should be the tenderest!"

"Promise!" The servant was especially good at coming, so he couldn't help but go to order the kitchen, and also found some toys for the king to play with the young son Yisun.

Zhao Ji pulled Li Jiyang and Ying Zheng not to let go: "What are your plans for next year? Ah Zheng is studying, but Xiao Yang, you are already 16 years old, you should think about getting married."

"No, that, godmother, what are you talking about?" Li Jiyang thought he had hallucinations in his ears.

"Aniang, what are you talking about?" For some reason, when he heard that Li Jiyang was going to get married, Ying Zheng felt irritated for no reason, even if it was his Aunt who mentioned this matter, he felt like getting angry.

"What, what?" Mrs. Zhao Ji pushed Ying Zheng unhappily: "You are still young, you can wait two more years, how old is Xiaoyang? There is no elder in the family, and now three years are almost over, right? It's time for a happy event at home. Xiao Lixin is so young and needs to be taken care of by a woman. After all, the nanny is a servant, so it is better to have a good aunt to take care of her! You carry little Li Xin with you everywhere, so what's the deal with being with the servants all day long?"