The dream is very plump, but the reality is very skinny.

Thinking about the fruits he dreamed of, and then looking at the fruits around him, Jin Yu's heart was full of resentment.

Although there is a Grand Canal dug by his own cheap father-in-law (Yang Ying's father-in-law), the traffic to and from Chang'an is much smoother than going through the Western Regions, but it is also not easy to eat lychees. It is necessary to transport lychees from southern Fujian to Huiji by land, then take the waterway to Luoyang through Yuhang, and finally take the land route to Chang'an.

Bai Juyi once said: (Lychee) If you leave the branch, the color will change in one day, the fragrance will change in two days, the taste will change in three days, and the color and fragrance will disappear in four or five days." The reason is simple, everyone understands, in order to eat lychees, Cixi, the loser, directly asked people to cut down the branches with lychees, plant them in wooden barrels, and transport them all the way to Beijing along the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal without stopping to eat fresh. Ordinary people just rest, after all, not everyone has the cheekiness to embezzle military funds for their birthdays.

If you want to find a fruit that can be sweeter than lychee this year, you can also find sugarcane, a famous sugar raw material. In these years, the sugar making process was not yet developed, because there was residue in sugarcane, and all that was made was rough brown sugar, which was "ancient brown sugar" in the words of later generations. An immature process, mixed with hormones has become a good thing, or is it the kind that cures all diseases...... It's a pity that fools can be there all the time, and it's not the patent of a certain era.

Sugarcane is also produced in Lingnan and is not resistant to storage, at most a week at room temperature, if the time is longer, it will be mildew, and the toxicity is quite large.

Yang Ying focused on playing, didn't say anything more, Jin Yu looked sideways at her slender finger spiritual circles, points, rubbing, thoughts fluttered, and remembered a song called "Youth Tour: Feeling Old":

"And the knife is like water, Wu Yan wins the snow, and the fingers break the new orange. At the beginning of the brocade temperature, the beast fragrance continues, and the relative sits on the sheng. Whisper and ask: To whom do you stay? There have been three shifts in the city. The horse is slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to go to rest, and there are few people. ”

It's about Song Huizong (that is, the emperor who is proficient in poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and is particularly good at writing), Zhou Yanbang and the famous prostitute Li Shishi played a love triangle, a flirtatious fragment of Zhou and Li, Jin Yu likes this kind of tone very much, and more than once: Li Shishi peeled oranges for Zhou Yanbang to eat, and after eating, he invited Zhou Yanbang to bed and play with musical instruments on the grounds that the bed was warm, the incense was curling, and the smell was fragrant (I didn't know and thought Zhou Yanbang was a tuner), and asked gently and tactfully" It's the middle of the night, where are you going to stay? It's frosty at this point, the road is slippery, so it's better not to go", Zhou Bangyan said: It's because there are few people to leave (stealing the emperor's outer courtyard, for fear of running into acquaintances, don't you leave in the middle of the night, do you leave early?) Cheating people all play like this).

What does this poem mean? It shows that Master Li is very professional, not only attentive, but also accompanied the literary and artistic youth to discuss artistic issues in simple terms, and finally tried his best to ask the guests if they added the bell (the old lady is wet, do you still plan to leave?) Isn't it a man? Isn't it a man? ）

Uh, it looks a little crooked, start over.

What does this poem mean? When Master Li became famous, he was twenty-eight years old, and at this time, the Slender Jin Emperor was nearly forty years old, and Zhou Bangyan was even more in his sixties, which shows that men are very! Expert! One! No matter what age you are, you like girls who are twenty-eight years old......

Uh, it seems to be a little crooked again, Jin Yu was teased by Yang Ying, his thinking was very unstable, and he tried to pull his thoughts to the fruit.

What does this poem mean? How to eat oranges, of course!

The fruit knife as bright as water, Wu salt, which is whiter than snow, and the slim finger picks up the freshly cut orange petals, dips some salt and puts them in the mouth, ouch, that taste, the eyes are tightly closed, the corners of the eyebrows and the nose can be wrinkled, the taste is too ecstatic!

If you want to be sweet, sprinkle some salt! That's right, that's the right way to eat oranges before they were improved! Oranges have a long history, they are homegrown, they have a sour taste, and they can catch up with lemons, and you really can't eat them without salt......

In fact, more people use oranges as spices, usually smoke a dress or something, and put it next to the coffin when they are buried, which can play a role in removing odors (the mortuary lasts for a long time, and it is impossible to get close to people without getting some spices to cover the smell, after all, not everyone can compare with Qin Shi Huang, a cart of salted fish covers the body, and the unfilial son is on the stall, Qin Shi Huang has no rut, if he knows in advance, he must cut it first).

Although Jin Yu has never seen how Xungui was buried in this year, it does not prevent him from seeing the report of Mawangdui a few years ago, and there are orange seeds next to the coffin (the skin and flesh have long been gone, so there are only seeds).

Yang Ying's techniques became more and more skillful, and watching Jin Yu rattling with his saber rattling, there was a sense of accomplishment that his prank had succeeded. Jin Yu didn't speak, he used facts to speak, and he didn't come and go, so often, he was rude......

Jin Yu twisted the pacifier in his hand, but he was living with various fruits like a slide in his head.

Persimmons, which are cheap, belong to the type of fruit that was planted by the predecessors and enjoyed by the later generations. There are persimmon trees on the surrounding hills, which cannot be sold at a high price, and there is no one to guard them, anyone can pick them, which belongs to the snacks that the little dolls of the farmers often eat. Although the ripe persimmon is sweet, but there is a kind of astringency, made into persimmon, there will be a layer of white frost sugar after the frost, there is a faint sweetness, but you can't eat more, the consequences of eating too much are serious, the stool is not through, even if it is passed, there will be a feeling of being stabbed, and it hurts...... Jin Yu didn't want to experience it, so he stayed away from this play.

In these years, there is no fresh cold storage, and the preservation technology is backward, if you want to eat something fruity in winter, you can only choose preserved fruit. However, the preserved fruits of this year are rarely pickled with sugar, the sugar making process is not up to par, and the probability of deterioration after pickling with sugar is still very large, so most of the preserved fruits on the market are salted...... Whenever someone gives preserved fruit to himself, Jin Yu is resolutely grateful for this thing, saying that his stomach can't stand it, so he still doesn't eat it.

Of course, there is one preserved fruit that he is more willing to eat, and that is raisins. What specialties can the Western Regions have? Raisins are the most popular among the people of the Tang Dynasty, not to mention sweet, but also durable. Hu Shang sent camels to Chang'an, and he didn't have to worry about not being able to sell them.

Twisting the pacifier that is slightly larger than the raisins, the daughter-in-law in the arms is already a look of letting you pick and give, this spring love can not be disappointed, pick up the gun on the horse, the car is familiar with the road, smooth and smooth, enjoy the silky plum blossoms.

Mei, what is the name of a special product in Chang'an in later generations? You can do it, it's sweet and sour, and it's appetizing. Jin Yu felt that he was too resentful, and he already had some magic obstacles, so let's talk about the plum blossom in front of him for the second time!