The most important thing to come to Zhuangzi is to meet with the farmers and send New Year's goods, and now, seeing and seeing, Xuan Shijing asked Zhong Zishuo to take himself to the courtyard and prepare to send New Year's goods to each family.

The servant tore open the straw curtain covering the cart, Xuan Shijing saw Zhong Zishuo's New Year's goods purchased back, two carts of linen, a cart of pork, accustomed to the luxury of gifts in later generations, and then looked at the three carts and two hundred households in front of him, how to look at how to feel shabby, Xuan Shijing only felt that a big poor word smashed on his own head as a marquis, but he had to say that Zhong Zishuo's purchases were all needed by the villagers, and the two families shared a horse of linen, went back to pull a few feet, and made a new dress for the wife and children at home, Honest Zhuang Huhan, save money all year round, big New Year, cut a few catties of pork and go home to make dumplings have to think for a long time, Zhong Zishuo understands, so he bought these, the common people live a life, the most pay attention to the truth.

Now is the third year of Zhenguan's wax month, the most basic people of the Tang Dynasty have just come out of the war with the Turks, and the catastrophe, far less than the later Tang poems described as rich, seeing the living conditions of the people on the Zhuangzi, Xuan Shijing can't help but feel distressed, his own treatment of the people on the Zhuangzi is also considered to be kind, can not pay the taxes and grains set by the government, the government can help as much as possible, the result of the people's life is still so hard, Xuan Shijing secretly swears that let the people of the whole Tang Dynasty become rich, he can't do it, But take care of the people in his Zhuangzi, he still has the ability, and he must make the people in the Zhuangzi rich, at least everyone has meat to eat and clothes to change.

The three carts of things were quickly divided, and it was past noon, watching Zhuangzi go up to this courtyard, Xuan Shijing knew that today's lunch would definitely have to be rushed back to the Hou Mansion later to eat.

"Little Marquis, the things are also divided, let's go home, I also have some snacks in the car, if you are hungry, you can eat some on the way." Zhong Zishuo walked to Xuan Shijing's side and said.

"Okay, Uncle Zhong, then let's go home." At this time, Xuan Shijing couldn't say what it was like in his heart.

As soon as Zhong Zishuo was carried into the carriage, he heard someone shouting outside.

"Little Marquis, wait, wait."

Xuan Shijing drove the curtain first, and when he looked out, an old man in his fifties ran over with a basket of eggs in his hand.

"Little Hou Ye, there are no good things on Zhuangzi, this is some eggs saved by the small family, all of which are from their own chickens, and I hope that the little Hou Ye will not dislike it."

"Uncle...... This. Xuan Shijing was a little hesitant, it was not easy for the villagers, and it was likely that this basket of eggs would be used by people to eat for the New Year or to exchange for some money.

"Little Marquis, take it." Zhong Zishuo said: "This is a piece of people's hearts. ”

Xuan Shijing had no choice but to accept it, let Zhong Zishuo take the basket and put it on the carriage, turned back to the carriage and took out the pastries that Zhong Zishuo had prepared for himself: "Come and don't be rude, uncle, Shijing accepted your eggs, as a return gift, you can take these pastries back and eat them." ”

"This ......" The old man hesitated a little, Xuan Shijing carried the food box and stuffed it into his hand, turned to Zhong Zishuo and said, "Uncle Zhong, it's not too early, let's go home." ”

"Yes." Zhong Zishuo answered, ordered the people behind him to set up the frame, and drove the carriage back with Xuan Shijing.

In the car, Xuan Shijing looked at the basket of eggs, and suddenly found that one of the dozen eggs was different in color from other eggs, and took out the egg from the basket, only to find that the eggshell of the egg was light blue.

Isn't this a pine flower egg?

Xuan Shijing was happy in his heart, and he was worried that he didn't know how to make money, so this idea was sent to the door, it seems that this Songhua egg was also unintentionally made by the old man, because looking at the color of the eggshell, it is not the color of the normal Songhua egg at all, but it is also very different, if the Songhua egg is pickled when the formula is wrong, the color of the egg is different, and the egg that fails to pickle is not edible, so the important thing about pickling Songhua eggs is the formula, if it is not a coincidence today, Xuan Shijing still can't remember this thing, in Datang, There is this condition to pickle Songhua eggs, to be honest, since Xuan Shijing was two years old, he has an opinion on the food cooked by the Tang Dynasty chef, although the conditions for going out to explore in his previous life are harsh, but in terms of food, the members of the expedition team will never treat themselves badly, Xuan Shijing looked at the pineflower egg that failed to be pickled in his hand, and thought: This is just the beginning.

It's been sent, it has been sent! At this time, Xuan Shijing changed from the beginning of the joy to ecstasy, this is a good deal, Songhua eggs, simply mixed with soy sauce to eat, is an excellent delicacy, if Datang can make lactone tofu, heh, the charm of preserved egg tofu will definitely be able to convince a large group of people, even if there is no lactone tofu, preserved egg and lean porridge, just thinking about it, Xuan Shijing can't help but swallow saliva, it can be seen that in the past two years in Datang, the food is indeed unsatisfactory.

Now in this world, there is really a pay, there is a harvest, the house to Zhuangzi to distribute New Year's goods, as a result of a trip back, Zhuangzi found a entry to the house, Xuan Shijing held down the ecstasy in his heart, and carefully thought about how to make this pine flower egg play the greatest economic benefits.

In the early Tang Dynasty, people's diet was still relatively simple, the cooking method of food was barbecue in addition to steaming, and the eating style was like the Hu people on the northern grassland, heroic and rough, even if the emperor invited the envoys of Fanbang, it was just to roast a whole sheep, smeared with a few catties of spices, and I don't know whether to eat mutton or spices, most of the spices in the Tang Dynasty were transported by Hu merchants in the Western Regions, which was expensive and scary, maybe this practice was to show how rich the Tang Dynasty was. The most elaborate tracing of Chinese cuisine was in the Song Dynasty, and it was only in the Song Dynasty that the practice of stir-frying vegetables in an iron pot appeared, and various pastries and snacks emerged in an endless stream. When it came to the Qing Dynasty, the dignitaries enjoyed one by one, Qianlong was greedy, and there was a full banquet of the Manchu and Han Dynasty, and it was even more powerful in the future, one hundred and eighty dishes at a meal, and a dish could only eat three bites at most, of course, this was also the practice of the Manchu emperor to spare his life.

Xuan Shijing thought about it, he still understands the production of Songhua eggs more or less, and after going back, he can get an accurate formula by supporting Long'er to test it, and the promotion of Songhua eggs is not a problem, after all, in Chang'an's nobles, in front of several military princes, their own mothers can also speak, not to mention their wives, they all have a good relationship with their mothers, but the Tang Dynasty is heavy on agriculture and business, and the Xungui family has always been unable to run a store, which should be well arranged.

Inside the carriage, Xuan Shijing was thinking about the problem of pine eggs with his little head, but Zhong Zishuo, who was driving outside, saw a group of people in front of him blocking the official road.

The carriage drove to him, Zhong Zishuo jumped out of the carriage, walked forward to investigate, a 128-year-old girl sat on the ground, crying pear blossoms with rain, looking very pitiful, she was holding an old woman in her arms, but the old woman was pale, foaming at the mouth, and her body was slightly twitching.

"Please, save my mother." The girl wept and looked at the people around her with a pleading expression.

There were five or six people around, all of them were honest croppers, with anxious faces, looking very eager to help, but they didn't know where to start, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this old woman had epilepsy, not to mention, this is an official road, there is no shop in front of the village, even if there are so few scattered families, they can't find a doctor, only go to Chang'an City, dozens of miles away, it's not that everyone doesn't want to help, but they have more than enough heart and strength.

"Uncle Zhong, why did you stop?" Xuan Shijing found that the carriage stopped in place, lifted the curtain, stretched out his little head, and looked around, looking for Zhong Zishuo.

Zhong Zishuo heard Xuan Shijing shouting to himself, turned around and returned to the carriage: "Little Marquis, the official road in front of you is blocked, and a girl is holding her mother in the middle of the road, it seems that the old man is suffering from epilepsy." ”

Xuan Shijing looked around, I am afraid that there is no doctor in this wilderness, and then said, "Uncle Zhong, take me over to have a look." ”

Zhong Zishuo nodded and carried Xuan Shijing off the carriage.

Xuan Shijing walked to the crowd and looked at the old woman in the girl's arms, her face was bloodless, and the girl was still crying and begging everyone.

Seeing that Xuan Shijing and Zhong Zishuo were dressed and decent, the girl seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, gently put her mother on the ground, immediately knelt down, and kowtowed to Xuan Shijing and Zhong Zishuo a few times.

"Please ask the official family to save my mother, Xiaolian, I will repay the official family as a cow and a horse." While kowtowing, he begged Xuan Shijing.

Xuan Shijing He had seen this kind of scene, and felt that this mother and daughter were pitiful, since they had the ability to help people, it didn't matter if they helped them, saving people's lives was better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.

"This sister, get up quickly." Xuan Shijing hurriedly helped Xiaolian up, turned his head and looked at Zhong Zishuo: "Uncle Zhong, you help help the old woman to the carriage, let's hurry up and rush back to Chang'an City to find a doctor to treat her, this disease can't be delayed, and it will kill someone." ”