Chapter 320: Hey, Bamboo Shoots!

The death of the emperor is a standard national mourning for any country, even if he is the emperor. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info But Li Yuan's death did not cause a tsunami in the Tang Dynasty in Zhenguan year, at most it smashed a few waves, or the fleeting kind.

According to the etiquette system of this era, the mourning for parents is three years, and the people abide by it very well, but these rules are not very observed. Qingxiazi overestimated Li Erye's temperament, Li Erye not only did not plan to keep filial piety for three years, but did not even choose to replace the year with the month (that is, three months), and adopted the "minister begged bitterly" to replace the month with the day (that is, thirty-six days).

Since the emperor's own sons are so fooled, the people of Chang'an do not have the consciousness of mourning, and the meaning is that they can not go to public entertainment venues, and they are happy as usual.

The family lacked a sense of identity with the Li family's royal family, and driven by interests, Li Yuan's mourning period had not yet passed, and they pushed a cart of soybeans to Jinjiazhuang.

"It's coming fast enough!" Jin Yu was a little overjoyed, and hurriedly asked people to arrange for unloading.

As an important part of his family's fortune plan, Jin Yu couldn't wait to squeeze oil at full power and convert raw materials into silver for white flowers, but this matter was urgently stopped by his daughter-in-law.

"Husband, let's postpone work in a few days, after all, the mourning period of the Emperor Taishang has not yet passed, and the impact is not good." The little "miser" has his own considerations, after all, his own family has been involved with the royal family a lot, and it is better not to hand out some words and deeds.

"It's okay, but it's only a dozen days of work." Jin Yu is like a stream of advice (this is also the principle of thinking, so he simply follows...... "The lady's style of being in charge is getting more and more sufficient, and she is very careful and thoughtful. ā€

"There are a lot of strange things to talk about." Yang Ying flew towards Jin Yu for an autumn wave, seeing that her husband was showing signs of going out to see the excitement, she grabbed a coat and put it on Jin Yu, "It's cold in the morning and evening, and my husband will wear more clothes and go out." ā€

"Okay, listen to you. I'll come when I go, grab some good beans and come back, and let's send some bean sprouts to eat tomorrow. Jin Yu put his clothes on his body and strode out impatiently. In the past few days, he has been closed everywhere, there is no entertainment life at all, Jin Yu is about to hold back his problems, men still have some serious things to do, and catching beans is just a reason.

As the only producer, Jin Yu is still a little privileged, the goods were received, and the Zheng family was given a receipt, but the goods were not sent for the time being. Let Chen Rui come forward to the families of the family: In order to express condolences to the supreme leader, the workshop was closed during the national funeral, and the pick-up date was postponed to after the national funeral (anyway, the time was not long, and the patience passed).

The Zheng family is helpless about this matter, and they can't complain about the society, who made the transportation underdeveloped in these years? By the time they knew that the Emperor had died, they had already set off for many days, so could they still go home? Therefore, they expressed their understanding of the Jin family's approach, and waited, there was nothing else to do.

The arrival of raw materials is a happy event, and dinner also gave Jinyu a little surprise.

"This is a bamboo shoot?" Jin Yu pointed to a plate of dishes brought by the maid, and asked with some uncertainty, I have been in Chang'an for several years, and this is the first time I have eaten bamboo shoots.

"Yes, this year's spring bamboo shoots. Money doesn't necessarily buy it. Husband, try it. Yang Ying gave way.

"Yes, it's the smell." Jin Yu affirmed the cook's approach, "Next time, let the chef stir-fry, the taste will be more fragrant." Where did it come from? ā€

"Sent by the samurai. Isn't our family still owing the samurai family money for timber? You said that it was strange or not, and you gave a lot of gifts in the name of asking for accounts, as if we didn't pay them back. Seeing that her husband likes to eat, Yang Ying gave Jin Yu vegetables one by one, and her mouth kept chattering, the original good habit of eating without saying a word was lost, and everyone was happy!

"Samurai? Interesting. And you paid it back? "It seems that the death of the Emperor Taishang made the martial arts boss a little unable to sit still, after all, he is not the descendant of Second Master Li.

"How is that possible? If we pay it back, wouldn't it be solid, let's rely on it? It was not appropriate to refuse it, so the concubine simply asked Uncle Han to take out the documents signed at that time, and even paid the bamboo shoot money at the market price, as if he was buying vegetables at the door, anyway, they were all produced in the mountains, and the samurai wood was also on the side. Yang Ying wrinkled her nose and swayed towards Jin Yu, looking like she begged you to praise me.

"Well done." Jin Yu nodded in approval, "The martial artist can't sit still, and he is also in a hurry to go to the doctor, and asking for accounts is just a reason." ā€

"Then the next time the concubine kicks people out?"

"Not yet. However, this bamboo shoot is still very good, let people buy some dried back, can be eaten all year round, fried and eaten, stewed, and eaten in soup. "Bamboo shoots, Jin Yu likes this thing very much, I thought there was no one in the Tang Dynasty, but now it seems that it is just not popular.

"Okay, the concubine will arrange someone to do this." Yang Ying has a deep understanding of her husband's pickiness about food, in addition to having children, this is already the second priority of the current Jin Mansion......

Although it is not yet the height of summer, Jin Yu must have a bowl of ice water after dinner, from head to toe, from the inside out. Since learning to meditate and vomit with Yu Niang, the body that was originally better than before, and the diet was even more cold and unscrupulous, but Jin Yu had experienced the refreshing feeling of the cheap master's unscrupulous mouth.

I haven't tasted bamboo shoots for many years, and Jin Yu almost wiped out a plate of bamboo shoots, feeling a little supportive. Why are bamboo shoots so delicious? Although they have drummed up the greenhouse vegetables, but the output is limited, the supply exceeds demand, far from reaching the market balance, maybe this year with the lotus root of the market, the situation will be much better, rich to eat vegetables, no money to eat lotus! It's a trend! Dried bamboo shoots can be used as an effective supplement.

Thinking of bamboo shoots, Jin Yu thought of mushrooms, fungus, white fungus and other mountain goods, these things are still valuable ingredients for this era, and they are not something that ordinary people can afford to consume for hundreds of years. Due to the cold weather in the north, the nobles can often eat pickled bamboo shoots, such as the "bamboo shoots" recorded in the "Zhou Li". A pickle can leave a name for eternity, not to mention other mountain goods? Jin Yu saw the gold and silver beckoning to him......

As for the other mountain treasures, what scarlet lips, bear paws, deer tendons, yellow lips, and toads are counted on, they belong to the exclusive use of nobles, and the audience is too narrow to cultivate.

If you let the future generations accidentally catch three toads and dig up three or five weeds, you will be sentenced to three or five years! Who will you judge if you don't judge? If you compete to imitate, these delicacies of the mountains and seas will have long been extinct, what do the nobles eat? You deserve it, just eat the nest honestly!