Qin Tian didn't know how he had fooled the past.

Anyway, when he finished talking about this topic, Qin Tian's forehead was already full of sweat.

He's always thought he could talk, but what was going on today, he was a little slow to react.

Maybe it's a very sensitive topic.

He, a descendant, is not as good as Li Yuan.

Fortunately, this topic was finally over, and it was only at this time that Li Yuan took a persimmon to Qin Tian.

"Eat, I still have one or two hundred catties of this thing here, but it's just a few cooked, and the rest is afraid that it won't be ripe in winter, and it's not delicious, but it's a pity, it's a pity, I still like to eat persimmons."

Persimmons are red and good-looking, and they taste sweet, like eating honey, and elderly people like Li Yuan still like to eat them.

Of course, the most important thing is that there are few things, and the royal special offerings are naturally precious.

Qin Tian was peeling a persimmon with a persimmon, and after hearing this, he suddenly remembered the persimmons he would eat in later generations, so he hurriedly said: "Holy Lord, why don't you make these persimmons into persimmons, in this way, you can eat them even in winter, and the persimmons taste sweeter." ”

"Persimmons?" Li Yuan was puzzled and asked, "Is it to compress persimmons into a cake shape?" ”

Qin Tian shook his head: "Of course not, persimmons, it's more cumbersome to make, you need to peel it first, then dry it, and then ...... it."

As he was talking, Li Yuan waved his hand impatiently: "You don't need to tell me in such detail, I'll send someone to send you some later, you just need to make persimmons for me." ”

As a son of heaven, Li Yuan will not be interested in how to make persimmons, as long as he can eat persimmons in winter.

Qin Tian was stunned, but he didn't continue, he lowered his head and stuffed the persimmon into his mouth, the persimmon was in the mouth, and the sweetness lingered in the mouth for a long time, which was really rare and delicious.

This kind of sweetness, Qin Tian hadn't eaten it for a long time.

There is very little sugar in Datang, and even if there is, it is not particularly sweet, although Qin Tian does not particularly like to eat sweets, but he still misses the sweet taste occasionally.

And only today's persimmon made him taste the sweetness to the heart.

Qin Tian was a little intoxicated, Li Yuan pursed his lips, and thought to himself that he had never seen the world, a persimmon, as for this?

"Ahem......"

Li Yuan coughed twice, and Qin Tian came back to his senses.

"After you go back, first give me the medicine you said, I'm curious."

Qin Tian hurriedly responded, and after saying a few more words, he left the palace.

Not long after leaving the palace, Li Yuan sent someone to send a cart of persimmons, about 100 catties, these persimmons are all half-ripe, and they can't be eaten for the time being, Qin Tian found a few ripe ones, and found a few apples to ripen together, and then began to make persimmons.

After all, persimmons are rare, and he wants to save a few for Fluttershy to try.

And it is best to be the kind of ripe persimmon, which tastes sweet, although the persimmon cake is also sweet, but the taste is worse.

Making persimmons is relatively cumbersome, you need to peel off the skin of the persimmons, and then dry them, and when drying, they must be placed on the bamboo pole mat, so as to ensure that the upper and lower are ventilated.

The persimmons are dried, and when the inside of the persimmons begins to soften, they can be stacked to make persimmons.

However, it also takes a lot of time to dry, so when Qin Tian was drying, he began to make that medicine for Li Yuan.

There are many kinds of these things, and there are more than a dozen of them in Qin Tian's mind, but although some of them are domineering, they are very harmful to the body.

Some are less harmful to the body, and the effect is not very high.

After looking around like this, I found something called the Holy Yang Pill, which caused little harm to the body, and the effect was not bad, but the cost of the prepared medicine was a bit high.

But what Li Yuan eats, the higher it is, the higher it is.

Qin Tian can only eat this loss.

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Recently, Chang'an City has been very lively, whether it is soap or bean sprouts or something, it has caused a sensation in Chang'an City.

In comparison, Li Shimin, who cultivated in the Qing Dynasty of the Royal Taoist Temple, was relatively much more boring.

There is nothing lively to see in the Taoist temple, and on weekdays, he either walks around the Taoist temple casually, or copies inscriptions or something in the room, so as to pray for his mother.

This is a kind of torment for Li Shimin.

In the past, he rode a horse and whipped, how happy, but now he can only stay in the Taoist temple and live a life of pure heart and few desires.

What was even more unacceptable to him was that he hadn't eaten meat for a long time, let alone drunk.

The dishes in the Taoist temple are always so single, so he really can't stand it.

At noon that day, he called the Taoist chief of the Taoist temple to the Taoist chief.

"Don't you have any other dishes here?"

Chongxu Dao Chang was thin, and after glancing at Li Shimin, he said: "Let the prince suffer, we will immediately change other dishes for the prince." ”

"What's the dish?"

"Stir-fry the bean sprouts."

Hearing the fried bean sprouts, Li Shimin frowned slightly: "Don't you take this king for entertainment, what are the bean sprouts at this season?" ”

Chongxu Daoist looked aggrieved, and said: "Lord Wang, there really is, it is Qin Tianfa's bean sprouts, and now many people in Chang'an City have eaten them, and we have also bought a lot of them." ”

Hearing that it was Qin Tianfa's bean sprouts, Li Shimin suddenly dispelled his doubts, if it was someone else, he wouldn't believe it, but Qin Tian, nothing is impossible.

It's just that after hearing Chongxu Daoist's words, Li Shimin suddenly became unhappy again.

"You Taoist temple bought it, why didn't you give it to this king earlier?"

"This ...... I'm afraid that the prince won't like it. ”

Li Shimin wanted to smoke people angrily, for so long, his dishes have not been changed, and now this Chongxu Daoist actually said that he doesn't like it, is his brain a pig's brain?

"Hurry up and do it for this king."

The current Li Shimin is too lazy to be angry with Chong Xudao, anyway, his time here is coming to an end, and he can't make trouble because of this, otherwise he may fall short.

Chongxu Daoist hurriedly retreated, and after a while, a fried bean sprouts, plus two steamed buns and a bowl of soup were brought to Li Shimin.

This can be said to be Li Shimin's standard here, although he is the prince, but since he wants to pray for blessings, he must abide by the rules here.

The color of the fried bean sprouts is bright, Li Shimin tasted it, it was very sour and spicy, it was very steamed buns, two white soft steamed buns, and he ate them all in a few bites.

"Bring two more steamed buns to this king, you are really stingy, didn't my court give you funds on weekdays?"

Li Shimin was unhappy, and soon someone brought him a few steamed buns.

This meal was the most comfortable meal Li Shimin had ever eaten since he came to the Royal Taoist Temple, and he never thought that fried bean sprouts could be so delicious.

(End of chapter)