Daily life of the imperial mausoleum

"Hey!" Seeing Xia Xiaoqiao squatting under the willow tree like a pervert to pick up those black bugs, the other criminals shook their heads and went back to rest. This person doesn't seem to be about to commit suicide, he's probably crazy.Since there is no need for them to collect the corpse, then everyone should leave.

Looking up at the large willow forest near the imperial mausoleum, Xia Xiaoqiao felt for the first time that the founding emperor of Beiyue had finally done something good.However, if you think about it carefully, it probably happened that a lot of soil was dug around here when the imperial mausoleum was built, so such a river had to be opened up, and so many willows had to be planted on both sides of the river to prevent the river from being washed away. ?

In any case, the late emperor's "legacy" was finally enjoyed by his "false people": there are ready-made cicadas to eat!

Before it was dark, Xia Xiaoqiao pulled some willow twigs and simply wove a very ugly basket. He threw in the cicadas he picked up, and picked up half of the basket without knowing it. There are ways, but these are almost enough.

Worried about the bad taste, Xia Xiaoqiao decided to burn some to taste for himself.

Without seasonings such as salt, pepper, and pepper, Xia Xiaoqiao could barely wait until midnight, and then took advantage of the interval when everyone was asleep and the patrol team was patrolling back and forth, and stole some sesame oil from the ever-burning lamp of the imperial mausoleum. It was provided for the late emperor to "enjoy", so it was all the best sesame oil that was paid as tribute from various places. Ordinary people can't afford such sesame oil for cooking. However, according to Xia Xiaoqiao's observation, the dishes eaten by the little bosses of the imperial mausoleum are all fried with this sesame oil. , Thinking with my toes, I know that the sesame oil for cooking must have been deducted from the sesame oil of the late emperor.

I found a leeward place, took out the slate that was hidden here during the day, brushed it with a layer of sesame oil, and when the slate was smoking, put the cicadas that had been washed and removed their wings for frying. Some coarse salt stolen from the kitchen, the simple cooking made Xia Xiaoqiao, who hadn't eaten a mouthful of meat dishes for several days, want to swallow his tongue.

However, for some reason, Xia Xiaoqiao always felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark night, which made him a little creepy. After all, it is said that countless "martyrs" who fought with the late emperor many years ago are buried here. Even in imperial mausoleums, places with many dead people are always somewhat scary.The dozen or so Cicadas who hurriedly swallowed the "tasting food", wrapped the stone slabs, stolen sesame oil, and coarse salt in ragged clothes and hid them, and hurriedly groped back to sleep in the dark.Xia Xiaoqiao, who was worried about meeting the patrol all the way, didn't look back, and missed the "wonderful scene" after he left——

In the dark night, a man in bright yellow uniform walked slowly through the passage of the imperial mausoleum, approached the place where he knew, knelt down and sniffed greedily a few times: Uh~ it smells so good!Could this be the new cook sent by the emperor's grandson?It seems that this year's offerings can finally be changed!

In the evening of the next day, after work, Xia Xiaoqiao received two black-faced steamed buns that belonged to him. Xia Xiaoqiao avoided the crowd and quietly fried a plate of cicadas, wrapped them in his clothes and secretly gave them to the little leader in charge of the vegetable garden.

"What's this? A bug?" The little boss squinted at him with an unfriendly look.

"No no, this is a rare delicacy in the world! Our hometown calls this thing 'tree sea cucumber'. It is the most nourishing and delicious! Most people don't know how to make it. This is also a recipe passed down from my ancestors. Would you like to try it?" Xia Xia Xiaoqiao immediately adjusted his status and turned into a private restaurant owner who introduced new dishes to customers.

"Can this be eaten?" The little boss is also tired of eating peanuts as an appetizer, and is eager to try new dishes, especially sea cucumbers. Every year during the festival, the big kitchen cooks them for the royal family who come to pay homage to their ancestors. , He hid outside the kitchen and smelled it, it was very fragrant, but it is a pity that sea cucumber is said to be a rare ingredient only found in the distant sea, and the low-ranking nobles in the palace can't eat it, let alone such lowly tomb guards like them?So it's really exciting.But after looking at the shape of the fried cicada, I can't help but feel a little suspicious. I always feel that it looks like a bug, and it is completely different from the noble sea cucumber.

"If you don't believe me, let me eat one for you to see?" Xia Xiaoqiao took out a pair of clean chopsticks, picked up a fried cicada and threw it into his mouth. After taking a bite, a strange fragrance came out.

Seeing Xia Xiaoqiao eating very sweetly, the little boss finally couldn't help but stretched his chopsticks to the plate containing cicadas.

"Oh, it's delicious! It's very delicious! It's indeed a 'tree sea ginseng'! Tell me! What can I ask of you?" After eating and drinking, the little leader lay comfortably on the adobe bed and picked his teeth, and asked slowly .

"Hey~~ Is there any big thing that dares to bother you, old man? It's just, look at my small body, picking up big dung~ I really have no power~ It's not disrespectful to the late emperor, but if a big dung is scattered, it will pollute the late emperor's mausoleum ..."

"Okay, okay! It just so happened that one of the people in charge of lighting the lamps threw himself into the river yesterday, so you go on top!" Huang Ling committed suicide by drowning himself in the river every day because he couldn't bear the torture. .

"Hey, everyone says that you are the most kind-hearted old man. The little one was really blind before, and he didn't recognize such a noble person as you! Please, please, if there is any delicious food for the little one in the future, I will definitely send it to you first !"

"Your mouth is quite slippery, kid? I didn't notice it before. It's okay! Get out! At this time tomorrow, I will send another plate of that 'tree sea cucumber' over. There is not enough sesame oil. Go to the kitchen, just say I want it." The little boss waved his hand and let him go out.

"Huh! Fatty! It's finally done!" Going a long way, Xia Xiaoqiao straightened his back. It was already pitch black outside, and it was already past the time to light the lamp.

The rule here is that the incense of the ancestors cannot be broken, and the lamps must be lit day and night. The sesame oil used is the first-class tribute directly transported from the imperial city.However, under normal circumstances, as long as there is no inspection from above, some of the long-burning lamps during the day will not be lit, and the remaining wicks will be saved with a few wicks. Give it to the big bosses of the imperial mausoleum, and they used the rest to buy wine and drink. Corruption is everywhere. Even in this imperial mausoleum, which is said to be the least luscious in the country, some people dare to ignorant the sesame oil of the late emperor... …

Sometimes Xia Xiaoqiao really wanted to open the heads of the emperors of North Vietnam to see if there was water in them. It was not good to find someone to guard the tomb. He had to let these "officials" who had their homes and beheaded by the emperor guard the tomb. , Is it because he is worried that the imperial tomb of his ancestors is too safe?Xia Xiaoqiao really felt that these "offenders" did not take the opportunity to secretly dig out the bones of the late emperor and these imperial relatives and whip their corpses. They are really good people!