Zhao Yunze made a lunch for himself very carefully.

has been in Datang for so many days, and what makes Zhao Yunze most depressed is the food problem. The food in the army was three meals a day during wartime, and in peacetime, like most ordinary people in this era, it was two meals a day. Not to mention that I am not used to this meal time, and the things I eat are also a little worse, and when I get it to the next generation, I don't care about eating it as dog food.

When the battle is won, the food of the three armies is good, there is wine and meat, but it is also a big pot of dishes, a messy pot of smorgasbord, like feeding pigs, and the taste is naturally impossible to talk about.

The only meal I have ever eaten is the table of reception banquet prepared by Jingyang County Order when I first entered Jingyang. But the cooking method of those dishes really made Zhao Yunze depressed, except for boiling and steaming. As for the difference in taste, hehe, it's nothing more than a matter of more salt and less salt.

In the 21st century, the army's food standards were very high, which also raised Zhao Yunze's tongue. Therefore, as soon as he had the conditions for his own partnership, he couldn't wait to treat himself.

Although there are not many varieties of spices that can be bought in the west market of Chang'an City, those herbs and spices bought back from the pharmacy play a big role at this time. Pollution-free, pristine, very good!

Zhao Yunze is no stranger to cooking. Although there are very few opportunities to cook in person after joining the army, before he joined the army, his family opened a restaurant, and he learned a lot from a young age.

Frying, cooking, stewing, and boiling, after all the work, Zhao Yunze sorted out a very rich meal for himself. The number of each dish is not large, but the number of samples is quite a dozen.

Sitting at the table, looking at the plates of dishes on the table, a wisp of nostalgia suddenly crept into Zhao Yunze's heart, and all kinds of other worlds also appeared in his mind like a movie.

Pouring himself a glass of wine, Zhao Yunze raised his glass to the air and said silently: "With this wine, I would like to say goodbye to my past in the 21st century, father, mother, leaders, dear comrades-in-arms, take care!" ”

Raised a glass and drank it all, and tears also slipped down the corners of Zhao Yunze's eyes.

Outside, the sun was shining, but the hearts of the people inside the house were covered with dark clouds. When the wine was sad, Zhao Yunze wiped away his tears, turned his sadness into food, and ate and drank.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty...... Air-to-Day! ”

Poetry is a heroic sentence, but people are full of sorrow.

"God, don't you see that Lao Tzu is unhappy? Your mother's luck is here for the rain, what's going on with the sun high? ”

The bowels are full of knots, the wine is not intoxicating, and the people are already drunk. Zhao Yunze let loose and scolded.

"Liars, those who write novels are liars! Especially those who write online novels, Quan Teniang's nonsense! What to say, when the protagonist is sad, there will be heavy rain, isn't my special mother's the protagonist of the crossing, why can't I see a raindrop at this time? Or is it that in this Tang Dynasty, there is only one protagonist Li Shimin? Lao Tzu is not convinced! Since I am here, this Datang will definitely change because of me! History? Let's go to the history of Teniang. The history of Datang will be rewritten by me, Zhao Yunze! God, do you believe it or not? Do you believe it or not? I don't believe you, why did you send me to Datang? Come down, you come down for me, drink with me...... Drink! ”

God didn't come, but walked into the restaurant where Zhao Yunze was eating.

"Huh, my God? You're really here! Zhao Yunze looked at the visitor with drunken eyes, "I said, why are you a woman?" Oh, you're damned...... No, it's the Queen Mother. Come, I'll toast you. When the peach party opens next year, you must give me an invitation! ”

Zhao Yunze is not mistaken, the person who came is a woman, if he can even be mistaken, then Zhao Yunze is not drunk, but mentally retarded.

This woman is in her prime, with peugeot features and a tall figure. The most eye-catching thing is her pair of eyes, like cut water autumn pupils, like resentment, and there seem to be countless stories hidden in her eyes.

The woman was dressed plainly, just a white gauze skirt, and her slippery green silk hair did not do any hairstyle, so naturally it hung down in two on the top of her head, and then on the front and back of her shoulders, divided into chest and back.

"Maniac!" The woman scolded Zhao Yunze, and immediately turned around and walked out of the room.

"Hey, who are you, I recruited you to provoke you?" Zhao Yunze shouted at the woman's back, "You come back for me, it's a crime to break into a private house, do you understand?" Believe it or not, I'll tie you up and serve with a whip and wax? ”

He seemed to have forgotten that this woman was the "Queen Mother" again.

The woman listened to Zhao Yunze's crazy words, immediately turned around and re-entered the door, and walked directly to Zhao Yunze's side......

"Smack! Syllable! There were two crisp sounds, and Zhao Yunze's left and right cheeks immediately had an extra red palm print. The palm print is slender and long...... It's beautiful!

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, my aunt will kill you!"

The woman left a word, turned and walked out again.

The sudden two slaps woke up Zhao Yunze's drunkenness.

Looking at the woman's back, Zhao Yunze was stunned, stupid, and couldn't figure out the east, west, north and south for a while.

At some point, in front of Zhao Yunze's house, a carriage stopped there.

A sound of broken footsteps sounded, and the woman who had just entered Zhao Yunze's room stepped out of the door of Zhao Yunze's house.

"Pull things back and throw them on the street and don't give them to this madman!" The woman shouted to the coachman and jumped into the carriage.

"Miss, should you pull it back or throw it on the street?" The coachman couldn't understand what the woman had just said.

The woman pulled the curtain and said angrily: "Pull it back!" ”

"Huh!" The coachman answered, drove the carriage around, and headed for the alley.

The wheels rolled, the carriage left Yankangfang, and then turned around and entered the Vermilion Bird Street in Chang'an City. Straight to the north, the direction in which the carriage went was actually straight towards the imperial city.

It is not surprising to go to the imperial city, after all, there are many yamen here, and most of the major administrative places in Chang'an City are located in the imperial city. Maybe this woman is going to which yamen.

However, after entering the imperial city, the carriage did not stop in front of any yamen, and went directly towards the Taiji Palace. This woman turned out to be from the palace.

If Zhao Yunze knew this, he would probably break out in a cold sweat. It is not known how much of his drunken nonsense was heard by this woman.

Although there are no disrespectful words in those words, there are many words in the words that people of this era cannot understand. If it is carefully studied by someone with a heart, Zhao Yunze will inevitably have to spend his brains to fool around.