The cooking technique of stir-frying did not appear until the Northern and Southern Dynasties, so there was no such thing at this time, and the dishes were boiled pork, steamed chicken, scalded vegetables, pickled radish, tempeh, long-haired pickled tofu, a plate of boiled eggs, which had been peeled from the shells, and wild fruits plucked from the nearby mountains, brightly colored but small, and a pot of cooked wheat rice.

Sima Shu was obviously hungry, picked up the chopsticks and flew up and down, and looked at each other through the group of four, Zhang Xiaoming picked up the chopsticks first, sandwiched a piece of pork, put it in his mouth and chewed, "Well, the original pork, it's chewy, it's just tasteless, if only there was chili sauce." ”

Li Lan gave him a blank look, "Dream, the chili pepper will not come in until the Ming Dynasty, oh, there is soy sauce here, let's order it." ”

Zhang Xiaoming dipped a full pair of chopsticks in soy sauce and put it in his mouth.

Burst!

"Is this soy sauce? Are you sure it's not moldy water?" Zhang Xiaoming spat and said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law, you shouldn't cheat me." ”

Li Lan couldn't help laughing, "This is soy sauce, but the taste is very different from our time."

The soy sauce we use is produced in the factory with precise control of fermentation time, temperature and humidity, and is inoculated with extremely pure koji mold, which is of course delicious.

But in this era, you know, whether it is temperature and humidity or inoculated mold, none of them are controllable, it is all up to the brewer to master it with experience, and the taste is normal.

In fact, it is not that there is no taste that meets our taste, but the manufacture of soy sauce is a kind of family art and secret in the early days, and its brewing is mostly controlled by a certain master, and its technology is often passed down from generation to generation or taught by a school of masters, forming a certain way of brewing method, and the good taste is monopolized by the nobles and officials, how can there be this kind of rural land?"

"He also said that you specialize in the art of traversal, and you don't even understand this. ”

Hearing Yang Pingfan's ridicule, Zhang Xiaoming muttered: "What I study is how to rebel against usurpation and develop cross-era technology, and this kind of daily detail is no longer within the scope." ”

Sima Shu raised his head, "What are you talking about?"

"Oh, we're discussing what's next, so let's eat first. ”

The sauce can't be eaten, the four of them are not used to the taste of eating original meat, the vegetables are boiled into a paste, with a grassy smell, the wheat rice is mixed with chaff and sand, and they almost break their teeth, the fruit is shriveled and thin, similar to wild fruits, sour and astringent, Xiaoliu took a bite and screamed, and finally only boiled eggs can be eaten.

The four of them wiped out a plate of boiled eggs, it was already dark, everyone decided to stay here for one night first, and by the way, discuss the next plan, Yang Pingfan and Li Donglai whispered a few words, and Li Donglai went out with a backpack.

The store leads everyone into the guest room, the wooden structure of the inn, only two floors, the first floor is a large shop, double as a pigsty stable, the smell is overwhelming.

The second floor is a private room, just enter the house, a group of people will invariably frown, the room is simply furnished, a bed, a chair, a small table, a clay pot is placed on it, there is a night pot in the corner, the bed is covered with a linen quilt, the large-scale promotion of cotton is the end of the Southern Song Dynasty to the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, most of the textile materials in this era are hemp, the linen cloth is stuffed with all kinds of feathers, and it smells a smell of birds and beasts before lying down.

In addition, there is no candle flame in the house, whether it is lamp oil or candles, it is a luxury for the village inn, and a small hole in the wooden wall is used as a window, and a wooden board is hung next to it to block the light.

Li Lan was about to cry: "I really can't live in this house." ”

"Lonely can't live, lonely wants a satin quilt, lonely wants to bathe and change clothes. Sima responded and said.

Yang Pingfan pulled him over, "I warn you again, we are on the run now, I don't want to hear you talk about loneliness all day long, now there is only this kind of inn, either sleep on a feather bed, or go to the forest to sleep on the ground!"

Sima Shu didn't see Guan Neihou who didn't look at him so much, he was so grumpy that he could only mumble into the house, Zhang Xiaoming followed behind, hiding and tucking with one hand, and knew that he must have secretly taken the food brought by the crossing to please the prince.

Li Lan asked pitifully again, "Do you really want to sleep?"

Yang Pingfan sighed, "Let's go down and take a walk." ”

The two men went downstairs and strolled along the edge of the village, where the sun had faded, and they saw the farmer returning from the field with a plough, a rabbit hanging on a fork of a hunter on his shoulder, and several children the size of peas following with bundles of firewood.

Li Lan remembered Yang Pingfan's arrangement just now, "What are you letting Donglai do?"

"Fly the drone," Yang Pingfan said, "From now on, we will be a traverser who does not follow the usual routine, I heard that there are a few Royal Guards running over there in Kim Yong City, in order to prevent unnecessary trouble, we have to surprise the pursuers in advance." ”

Li Lan nodded, the two sat down on the ridge, Li Lan leaned her little head on Yang Pingfan's shoulder, listened to the sound of insects from among the weeds, and said softly: "This is ancient times, only by experiencing it firsthand, can you find that those costume dramas are fooling people." ”

"Yes," Yang Pingfan nodded, "All aspects of our modern people's clothing, food, housing and transportation have been gradually formed in a thousand years, more than a thousand years, it is no exaggeration to say, it is almost like an alien planet."

Fortunately, at least there is a culture that can be traced back to its roots, and if it is Europe, at this time, it will be miserable. ”

Li Lan picked a grass stalk and circled it on her white and tender fingers, "I am mentally prepared for these, and I have a general understanding of them during the training, but I didn't expect it to be like this, you have been to the Ming Dynasty for a period of time before, how did you persevere?"

"Uh......"

Yang Pingfan touched his nose, "Dr. Su and I were treated as honored guests from the very beginning, and it was okay in all aspects...... In fact, don't worry, we are just experiencing the life of a small village a thousand years ago, no matter what era, the aristocratic life will not be bad, but this Sima Shu seems to be a little tricky. ”

Even if Sima Shu in history was not killed by Empress Jia, he was not an emperor.

The Book of Jin said that he "did not cultivate virtue, was rigid and extravagant and cruel, set up a stall in the palace to cut meat and sell wine, and sold groceries in the West Garden to reap his profits." It's good to tell the witchcraft, and there are a lot of taboos", it is simply the ancient example of Chenghua and the Emperor of the Apocalypse, just now when he opened his mouth for dinner, he was going to pit a shopkeeper, which was also a rogue vice learned in the palace stall.

The year before this era, in the ninth year of Yuankang, Jia Nanfeng pretended to have a pregnant child during Emperor Wu's funeral, but he did not announce it to the public because of the secrecy, and brought Han Weizu, the son of his brother-in-law Han Shou, as his own son, to abolish Sima Shu and take Han Weizu as the crown prince.

In order to achieve his goal, he forcibly drunk Sima Shu and asked him to write in a drunken confusion, "Your Majesty should be self-conscious, not self-conscious, I should be involved." The middle palace should be quick again, not self-conscious, I will take it. And with Concubine Xie, two shots at the moment, do not hesitate, so as to cause trouble. Ru Mao drank blood under Sanchen, and the emperor Xu should sweep away the troubles, establish Daowen as the king, and Jiang as the master. Wish, when the three sacrifices to the north monarch. The anti-word of ".

Because he was drunk, half of the characters were not typed, Jia Nanfeng revised them again, and finally handed over the words to Sima Zhen and the various clans, saying that Sima Shu had rebelled, and finally abolished his status as prince, imprisoned him in Kim Yong City, and killed Sima Shu's biological mother Xie Jiu and Sima Yu's biological mother Jiang Jun.

Although Sima Shu acted absurdly, after all, he was the prince of the lineage, and he was framed and deposed, and many people were very angry and wanted to use his name to make trouble.

In the first year of Yong and Kang, Sima Ya, the governor of the right guard, Xu Chao, the governor of Changcong, and Lang Shiyi in the palace tried to abolish Jia Nanfeng, re-establish Sima Shu as the crown prince, and lobbied Sun Xiu, a confidant of Sima Lun, the king of Zhao.

After hearing this, Sun Xiu had a bigger plan, and immediately reported to Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, and even tried to seize the supreme power for Sima Lun.

The dog-headed military advisor Sun Xiu carried out a counter-plot, saying that someone in the palace planned to abolish Jia Nanfeng and restore Sima Shu, and cooperated with the voice of resentment among the people, which made Jia Nanfeng very frightened, so Sima Lun and Sun Xiu persuaded Jia Mi to kill Sima Shu to destroy the hearts of the people, and the stupid Jia Nanfeng immediately sent people to Kim Yong City to solve Sima Shu.

In the original history, Sima Shu was finally killed by the eunuch Sun Shu with a pestle, but the arrival of Yang Pingfan and his party made the first turning point in history, and he survived.

Li Lan raised his head and looked at Yang Pingfan, "What should I do next?"

Yang Pingfan thought for a while and said: "Although Sima Shu was rescued by us, Jia Nanfeng must announce that he is dead, and Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, will definitely raise troops after getting the news, let's send a living prince over to gain trust, according to the historical trend, the second phase of the Eight Kings Rebellion is about to begin, and next, it is natural to consider the needs of consumers, and it is up to us to decide the direction." ”

Li Lan looked at Yang Pingfan's sinister expression on his face, and stabbed him with his elbow, "Why are you smiling like this, are you thinking of some bad idea?"

"Almost, I'm wondering if I should kiss you. ”

"Don't make a fuss, there's a kid watching!"

"Since you asked, then I'm definitely coming, just a moment!"

Li Donglai lay on the ground, concentrating on operating the display screen in his hand, although it was ancient in front of him, his professional habits still made him put himself in a safe position.

The display screen shows the perspective of the drone, the picture is clear and distinct, because the built-in AI renders the picture from the infrared camera into color, the drone skimmes the forest and wasteland, and flies along the way they came, the corners of Li Donglai's mouth are slightly raised, "Ordinary guessed well." ”

A team of soldiers in helmets and armor were rushing here overnight, and it was time for these turtles to understand the power of cross-era technology.