Liu Xie's words are expressions of pity for the old farmers, or lamentation that there are still so heavy taxes here in Pingyang, or lamentation that the life of grassroots farmers such as Dahan is not easy?

Which one is more and which one is less, Fei Qian does not know, but this question, Fei Qian is not easy to answer, as for the old farmer, he is even more silent.

What does Filipino Potential say?

said that the world is very big, in fact, Your Majesty, do you have time to go and see everywhere by yourself?

It is said that the world is very poor, and this is all due to the land ownership system, or land reform, right?

said that the world is very chaotic, where does the money and grain come from to compete with the princes everywhere if they don't collect land rent?

In fact, in the final analysis, it is still a kind of exploitation, the exploitation of the proletarians by the possessors of the means of production and subsistence, and the biggest possessor, or the nominal possessor, is Your Majesty yourself.

This world is like the emperor's new clothes, if it is broken, it will only be ugly.

When he was embarrassed, perhaps the son of the old farmer came out in the village, saying that he had prepared some wine and food to entertain the nobles......

Naturally, there is no decent table in the village, so I can only find a stone slab that is relatively smooth, put a few stones underneath, and then use this stone slab as a table case.

Fei Qian looked at the four dishes on the table and was slightly silent.

One is boiled beans, which look like they should be red beans.

One was roasted leaves, but they were so mixed that they could only be seen as a black-green patch, and it was impossible to tell which kind of leaf it was.

One is steamed egg custard, which is nothing to say, just simply knock the egg into the bowl, add some water, beat it up and stir it well, and then steam it through the water until it solidifies.

One is boiled chicken, probably cooked urgently, the hair on the chicken skin has not been completely removed, a little gray, a little white, a little black, as for the boiled reddish-brown blood residue is reluctant to give up, floating together on the soup noodles, mixed with slightly yellow chicken fat.

Liu Xie looked up at Fei Qian, his eyes revealing the meaning of inquiry.

Fei Qian nodded, then arched his hand towards the old farmer and said, "Thank you for your hospitality, you're welcome." ”

For Fei Qian's unkindness, the old farmer was obviously very happy, and said with a smile: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, don't take care of it, don't take care of it, please, please ...... nobleman."

The people of the Han Dynasty, regardless of life or death, were extremely good-looking, and this habit even spread to thousands of years later. No matter how embarrassed it is, guests always have to entertain when they come, and even if they smash pots and sell iron, I'm afraid they have to make up for it. Don't look at these dishes as simple, but I'm afraid that people in these villages may not be able to eat them during the New Year's Festival.

Liu Xie sat down, and then when Fei Qian sat down, he leaned his body slightly, leaned next to Fei Qian, and said in a very low voice: "Why? ”

Fei Qian smiled and said softly: "If you don't eat, they won't worry." ”

Although Fang Cai had already told the old farmer that he was just here to take a look, who would believe it? Therefore, for the sake of insurance, the people in the village will inevitably prepare some food, even if they can't supply all the soldiers, they must ensure that the leading Fei Qian and Liu Xie can eat, otherwise these people in the village will be worried and uneasy.

Eating such a meal, firstly, it means that he is willing to give this face, and on the other hand, it also confirms that Fei Qian and his party have no malicious intentions, so when Fei Qian said that he accepted it, the old farmer smiled happily, which is the reason.

But what about this dish......

It can only be said that it is all natural.

More specifically, these foods contain almost no seasoning ingredients.

No oil, no peppercorns, no spices, no MSG, even almost no salt, well, maybe a little bit in boiled beans and boiled chicken, but only a little......

Salt is also extremely precious in this era, normally speaking, in a meal or two, only the morning meal has a little salt, because you have to do a day's work, sweat for a day, if there is no salt, I am afraid it is really not good.

Of course, these salts are completely different from the salt of later generations. In Namashu, it's more about stone salt, which is a brownish-black stone with a salty taste. It is not known how much sodium chloride is in this stone, or potassium chloride, or sodium sulfate, or even sodium hydroxide......

In this way, the stone salt, or the salt stone, can not be put more, because it is expensive, usually by the mistress of the family with cloth, hidden in the cracks in the wall or the cracks in the beams and columns, only when it is needed, only secretly take it out and rub some powder in the kettle.

This was the state of ordinary people in the Han Dynasty.

So crossing is not fun at all, crossing is risky, jump off the building to be cautious. If Fei Qian hadn't been a side branch of the scholar clan at the beginning, he still had some family support, if he went to an ordinary farmer's house, I am afraid that either Fei Qian would have gone crazy, or the farmer would have gone crazy......

But for Fidgen, these are not too many problems.

Following the army to fight in the south and north, although it is definitely a little different from the big-headed soldiers, sometimes it is also possible to open a small stove every day, and it is also necessary to stir it in a pot with the guards around him, and it is natural that what to eat is not always exquisite, like what rough and sour wheat grains, bitter and sour wild vegetables, half-cooked beans, and raw meat pieces on the outside and inside, Fei Qian has eaten them.

Therefore, although these foods are simple, they are nothing to Fei Qian, but looking at Liu Xie's slightly frowning brows, Fei Qian suddenly had a little uncontrollable evil taste in his heart, so he smiled and looked at the old farmer who was really sitting with him and said: "Uncle, there is no 'stick paste', come to a bowl of ......"

"Huh?" The old farmer was stunned, "Nobleman, you ...... Do you want a stick stick? That ......"

Fei Qian smiled and said, "Uncle, you must have it, just bring a bowl." ”

The old farmer's eyes widened, and then he looked at Fei Qian's expression carefully, and made sure that Fei Qian was not joking, so he called a villager and asked him to make a bowl of "rod paste".

Fei Qian doesn't know much about whether it's this "rod", or "liver", or what other words, and even these farmers who eat stick paste don't know very well. Perhaps people who are botanical professionals can know what the specific scientific names of these edible wild vegetables growing near the water should be.

Some of these wild vegetables at the water's edge look like duckweed, but not exactly. Because of its vigorous growth in summer, it is often harvested by farmers as a supplement to food, and even becomes a major ingredient in summer.

Because there is a thick circle of rough fibrous tissue in the middle of the stem of this plant, which cannot be eaten directly, most people smash it with stones or wooden sticks, remove the fibrous tissue, add a little beans, or millet, or worse, add some wheat bran and the like, and boil it into a paste state, so it is called "rod paste".

After a while, someone came out of the village with a wooden bowl, and inside the wooden bowl was the so-called rod paste. Although the sound of this paste is relatively sweet, it is not sweet at all, and it can even be said that the taste is similar to drinking muddy soup.

The stick paste is green, if it is only from the point of view of appearance, it should be similar to the spinach soup or what jasper soup in later generations, pure green, no variegation at all, even if there is, it is generally something in the sand and gravel that sinks to the bottom, and it is not visible on the surface.

But as soon as you get closer, a smell of mud will hit you. The fishy smell of this kind of earth is like standing on the edge of a turquoise ditch on a summer day, and then under the steaming of the scorching sun, it is like a pale green force, from the respiratory tract, from the bare skin, desperately penetrating and drilling in.

As soon as the stick paste was placed on the slate, Liu Xie smelled the smell, couldn't help frowning deeply, and twisted his head a little with disgust. Although the dishes are not very good, compared with this bowl of so-called stick batter, it is very different.

“…… This is what the old man eats every day...... "Fei Qian said, pointing to the rod paste, and then pointing to the few simple dishes on the slate, "And these...... It's for entertaining guests, and they're afraid they'll only eat some of it during the New Year's Festival......"

Fei Qian said, picked up the stick paste, and then looked at Liu Xie: "How is it?" Would you like to try a little bit? ”

Don't you want to know about the life of a farmer in Dahan?

That farmer in Dahan can prepare four dishes every day and eat boiled chicken?

In this season, at this time of year, when the crops are not cropped, is there a real farmer who is not looking around for some wild vegetables that can replace the grain, mixed with all kinds of rice bran and wheat bran, and then waiting for the crops to grow taller, waiting for the arrival of autumn?

This thing like green mud is really the food of the current farmers.

If it is according to Liu Xie's age, this time should be almost regarded as the rebellious period of the later generations, and even God dared to use a knife to cut it when the second disease occurred, but Fei Qian did not see such signs in Liu Xie.

Maybe it's because you start to experience the ups and downs of life too early, so the rebellious period fades? Or did the people of the Han Dynasty develop earlier, and the rebellious period had passed? Or is it that the individual understands that rebellious behavior does not bring any good at all, so he has suppressed it on a spiritual level?

Liu Xie hesitated, then gritted his teeth, and although his face was still twisted to the side, he nodded.

Fei Qian raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Liu Xie to really want to try this bowl of stick paste like green mud soup, but Fei Qian didn't continue to say anything, and he didn't ask again to be sure, so he pulled the bowl in front of Liu Xie, scooped some with a small wooden spoon and put it in the bowl, and then pushed the wooden bowl back in front of Liu Xie.

This kind of behavior, I'm afraid that Fei Qian can do this at this time. Liu Xie's attendant guards and so on, although there are not many of them, but there are still some of them, but most of these people are still in Chang'an, and they did not come with Liu Xie, and the two who were lucky enough to survive are preparing a place for Liu Xie to sleep on the other side of the camp, and the queen also needs someone to take care of her, so now Liu Xie does not have any eunuchs around him for the time being......

That is, for the time being, no matter who it is, whether it is a seed or a shao, or Zhao Wen, the first thing when he returns to Chang'an must be to send these eunuch guards belonging to Liu Xie in the Changle Palace to Pingyang as soon as possible, maybe these personnel are already on the way now.

But now, the person who takes care of Liu Xie is only Fei Qian, although this behavior is somewhat rude, but it reveals a kind of ease and casualness.

After scooping some of Liu Xie's bowl, Fei Xi lifted the rod paste that still had most of the bowl left, signaled to Liu Xie, and poured it into his mouth without borrowing any tools.

The green stick paste, viscous, bitter, fishy, when sliding in the mouth, it is like swallowing the corpses of countless dead flies and insects, and it is like drinking the turquoise stagnant water full of duckweed, this taste will make the mouth and throat instinctively resist, these human tissues and organs will try their best to create a very strong feeling of nausea and vomiting, and the person who eats this stick paste is either like Fei Qian, that is, fighting against his own tissues and organs, before the vomiting sensation reaches the red line, the stick paste is eaten, Or like the old peasants, day after day, year after year, gradually numbness and habit, the tissues and organs of the body no longer have any resistance, silently accept ......

Fei Qian poured all the stick paste into his throat, saving even a chew, and then gestured to Liu Xie with the almost empty wooden bowl. This thing is like drinking Chinese medicine, well, it is even worse than Chinese medicine, you can't stop halfway, you have to drink it in one sip, otherwise it is easy to lose the courage to drink a second sip.

Liu Xie picked up the bowl, picked up the wooden spoon, hesitated for a while, and finally dug a spoonful, and then put it in his mouth......

"Evil ......"

Liu Xie couldn't suppress the resistance of the digestive tissues and organs, so he put the stick paste in his mouth and squirted it out in one gulp.

"Fetch water!" Fei Qian waved back, and then handed the water bladder to Liu Xie.

"Evil ...... Evil ......" Liu Xie took the water bladder, gargled and vomited, and finally got rid of the feeling of nausea, gasped, and looked at the small half bowl of rod paste, like avoiding snakes and scorpions.

"Nobleman...... Oh, noble, I, this, that ......" The old farmer was so frightened that his originally dark face turned a little white, and his words were not good, and he didn't know how to place his hands and feet.

Fei Qian waved his hand and said, "Old man, it's okay...... May I ask how many bowls of this paste can be eaten by one person in one meal? Are there any other ingredients? ”

The old peasant replied, "The noble man laughed and ate a few bowls...... At that time, the nobles also know how to farm and mulberry at a glance, where are there any other ingredients, that is, these rod pastes...... A meal can barely make one bowl for one person, which is considered good......"

Fei Qian nodded, then looked at Liu Xie, was silent for a while, and said: "This kind of thing, only men who work in the fields, can eat it every day, and you only need one bowl for a meal, if you are a wife, most of them will be halved...... One day's work, it's just two bowls of stick batter, and nothing else......"

This is the food of the farmers of Dahan, and this is the life of the people of Dahan. Fei Qian looked at Liu Xie, and silently muttered in his heart, welcome to the real world.

Liu Xie looked at Fei Qian, then at the rod paste, then at the old farmer, and then turned his head to look at the field that had been reclaimed in the distance, and was silent......

"Come on, bring the millet!" Fei Qian arched his hand to the old farmer and said, "Thank you for your hospitality!" When we came, there were many disturbances and disturbances, so we countered them with this......"

The old peasant waved his hand again and again and said, "I can't do it, I can't do it!" When a distinguished guest comes to the door, it is already a sin to fail to entertain well, how can you accept the things of the distinguished guest again, if this is passed out, this is not a person...... Don't ......"

Fei Qian motioned for the guards to put down the corn bag, and then said, "Old man doesn't have to refuse...... If you really compare, this bowl of batter can't be said to be more valuable than the corn in this area......"

After speaking, Fei Qian took Liu Xie and the group on the way back, leaving a confused old farmer, who looked at the remaining stick paste and the bag of corn blankly, and muttered: "This stick paste...... How can it be more valuable than corn? ”