Fishing thought about it.

Chen Yu knelt in front of the shrine for a long time, his knees and legs were numb, and he was also deprived of the right to eat.

Although Second Uncle Xu and his wife and Rong Niang both pleaded, it was true that there was a reason for the incident, and it was not a knowing.

However, his mother Chen was completely unmoved, still resolute, leaving a stern look, and turned away.

If it weren't for the day before yesterday, when he went home and saw her crying with joy, her eyes full of pity, Chen Yu would have wondered if she was her own.

And, why?

It's just a fish, as for moving so much?

I have seen some information before, saying that the Tang Dynasty did not allow people to hunt carp because of the emperor's surname Li.

But later research was just a chisel and a saying, and there were many poems in Tang poems about fishing for carp and tasting carp.

If the Tang Dynasty really had such a ban, the great poets would not stupidly take the initiative to compose poems, give people a handle, and admit their guilt, right?

In these rumors, only carp is mentioned.

But when he arrived at Chen's house, he directly banned all the fish.

Chen Yu didn't know why, and he had no clue if he wanted to break his head.

My stomach was also rumbling with hunger, and the taste was not very pleasant.

Rong Niang was still intimate, and while her mother was not paying attention, she quietly brought two pieces of dough and handed them to herself.

"Brother, eat quickly, aunt will not be here."

Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, sat on the floor and rubbed his knees, took the dough and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Rong Niang, let me ask you, do you know why your mother is angry?"

"Fish."

Rong Niang timidly spit out a word.

"Uh......"

"It seems that Brother really doesn't remember, otherwise he would definitely not make a mistake."

Rong Niang said softly: "Our family has rules, no fishing, no fishing." ”

"Why?"

"It seems to have something to do with you, brother, I vaguely heard my father say it.

When they were fleeing, they met a Taoist who said that the fish god blessed, and they should not fish and eat fish in this life, otherwise they would be offending the gods. ”

“……”

This is also superstitious, right?

Because the Taoist priest gave up a kind of food that was readily available and rich in animal protein?

Mother Chen's graceful posture, looking like a knowledgeable person, seems to have taught herself and Rong Niang to read, how can she be so pedantic?

Rong Niang continued: "I still remember when I was a child, we and my friends in the village caught fish in the Wei River, and when we came back, my aunt was so angry.

That time, we were all beaten and punished for kneeling, and your palms were red, brother.

Since then, I have never committed it again, and I didn't expect this to happen...... Brother injured the back of his head and forgot about it. ”

All right!

It seems that fishing is indeed a very strict taboo in the Chen family, and he will not dare to do it again until he convinces his mother.

At noon, Chen Yu had to sincerely admit his mistake and beg his mother for forgiveness.

Under the joint persuasion of Second Uncle Xu and Rong Niang, his mother Chen reluctantly discouraged her anger and allowed Chen Yu to eat.

However, at the dinner table, Chen Yu discovered one thing.

Cough!

Mother Chen and Rong Niang, mother and daughter, both had a cough and runny nose, apparently catching a cold.

It wasn't until he fell asleep at night that Chen Yu realized that the bedding covered for sleeping at night was too thin.

Second Uncle Xu and Chen Yu often go into the mountains to hunt, but unfortunately most of the furs are exchanged for money, only a few thin blankets, and they are unevenly distributed, so they are not a problem at all.

Bo Shu is not tolerant of five colds!

It is okay for himself and Second Uncle Xu to be strong, but the female relatives in the family are generally thin and weak, and it is inevitable that they will catch a cold.

Heating has become the first urgent need at home.

Although coal was already mined in the Tang Dynasty, its use was far less widespread than in the later Song Dynasty.

Charcoal is still the first choice for heating among the aristocracy and city dwellers in this year.

However, the price of charcoal is also relatively high, and it is too luxurious for a farmer's family to make a living by farming.

Chen Yu remembers living in his hometown when he was a child, and he saw many people burning wood for fire. The house with gray tiles of wood rafters is breathable and does not worry about carbon monoxide poisoning and stuffiness.

It's a pity that Chen Yu found that even firewood was in short supply at home.

In later generations, straw was an important firewood resource.

But in the Tang Dynasty, the straw is either used to feed livestock or burned directly in the fields.

In the era when there were no chemical fertilizers, plant ash was an excellent fertilizer, and the supply exceeded the demand.

The large expanse of lost reeds on the banks of the Wei River was probably cut down by farmers and burned in the fields.

And because of the design of the stove, the main source of firewood in these years is branch firewood.

Most of the woods around Fanchuan are owner-drew, and there are few trees and many people, which is simply not enough.

Therefore, in their spare time, the villagers will go south to the Qinling Mountains to cut firewood.

There are also professional woodcutters who sell it, and they only need to pay the corresponding firewood salary.

But in recent days, heavy snow has fallen, and the road in the mountains is slippery, making it impossible to go into the mountains to cut firewood. Firewood wet with snow is particularly heavy and does not burn easily.

With only a little firewood at home, it is good to barely maintain the fire for cooking, and it is not enough to use it for cooking.

But the issue of heating cannot be delayed.

If the three female dependents continue to suffer from the cold, and the cold continues to worsen, the consequences could be serious.

In this era, the level of medical care is too poor, and getting sick is inevitably worrying.

Chen Yu lay on the couch and thought, it should be better to change the couch on the floor to a suspended bed to avoid the dampness and cold from the ground, right?

If only there was an electric blanket underneath.

An unrealistic thought flashed through his mind, and Chen Yu suddenly had an idea.

Electric blankets can't be, but that thing can have!

……

Kang!

When they heard this word, the whole family looked at each other in amazement.

The language description is never as intuitive as the physical presentation, so Chen Yu simply did not explain much and did it directly.

Vacate the back of the house and find some bricks and adobe, which are common things in the small yards of farms.

Then cut the snow, dig out a pile of loess from the hard ground in the corner of the courtyard, mash it and add some fine straw, and stir it evenly to make a good binder.

Chen Yu did it, and Second Uncle Xu followed to help in confusion.

Soon, the masonry and adobe erected a platform less than two feet long, leaving some hollow space in between.

Finally, the plane was sealed, and the junctions of masonry and adobe were sealed with yellow mud.

Two holes were cut into the walls on either side, with a chimney on one side and a kitchen stove on the other.

"Little fish, this is the kang?"

"Yes!"

Chen Yu commanded, Rong Niang added firewood under the kitchen, and the fireworks went down the hole through the passage under the fire kang and pulled out from the chimney outside the wall on the other side.

After a while, the damp yellow mud began to steam.

Rong Niang reached out and touched it, and said in surprise: "It's hot." ”

"Of course, it won't be cold to sleep at night."

Observing and experiencing the real thing, the feeling is the most intuitive, and the family also understands it, and is pleasantly surprised by the novel fire kang that Chen Yu has made.

"The residual heat from the fireworks of cooking rice for three meals can warm the kang noodles, and if you want to be warmer, you only need to light two fires."

Second Uncle Xu nodded again and again: "It's simple and convenient, so you can heat up without firewood, and there is no smoke and charcoal, which is very good." ”

Mother Chen asked curiously: "Xiao Yu'er, where did you know such a wonderful method?" ”