Chapter 148: Long-lost childhood feelings
The New Year of Datang is not called "New Year", but "New Year's Day".
This New Year's Day is not the so-called Gregorian calendar, the date of the New Year has not changed, it is still the first day of the first month, and the meaning of the word "New Year's Day" itself is the initial day, the first day of the year. The term was first found in the Book of Jin.
There are still a few days before New Year's Day, and the Zhuangzi is getting more and more noisy.
The children play happily, and the younger ones know that these days of the year are usually the time when the wealthiest in the family and the elders are the most generous.
Although the "generosity" in their eyes is just to prepare more dried fruit snacks for their children, if there is a good harvest year, maybe the whole family will have a new set of clothes.
Buckwheat has also been crazy these days, waking up every day and going out of the door, playing until it is almost dark before coming back.
Li Qinzai doesn't have to worry about the problem of eating at all, the little guy now has a very high prestige in Zhuangzi, and he can already eat hundreds of meals everywhere with a shy and tender face.
Of course, having learned the lesson of the last distress, no matter how long Buck'er is playing outside, there is always the Li family behind him, and Li Qinzai also sternly told him not to go out of Zhuangzi.
The smell of the New Year is getting stronger and stronger, but Li Qinzai sighs secretly.
It's time to go back to Chang'an.
Except for those relatives who are officials in other places, Li Qinzai is only more than 100 miles away from Chang'an, if he does not go back for the New Year, Li Tao is likely to send his troops to kill him.
In the past few days, Li Qinzai has been preparing the local products in Zhuangzi, and after returning to Chang'an, he will give them to Li Tao and his relatives and friends.
suddenly thought of Cui Jie, this runaway woman is celebrating the New Year in Zhuangzi, and there is only one maid to accompany her, she must be very lonely, right?
I wanted to invite Cui Jie to the British Mansion for the New Year, but thinking of her identity, if he swaggered to take a girl back, and it was a girl who escaped his marriage, it was difficult to say whether Li Tao would create a tragedy of righteous killing of relatives during the New Year.
Think about it, forget it, there is still an uncle in Chang'an City, he shouldn't ignore Cui Jie.
It was only afternoon today, and Buckwheat came back, and Li Qinzai was a little surprised.
"What's going on? I'm back so early today, rare guest. Li Qinzai said approvingly.
Buck's face was boring, as if she had turned on the sage mode.
"It's not interesting to play with them, it's not famous," Buckwheat pouted, and said, "It's either hide and seek or the two armies are fighting, it's a little fun at the beginning, but it's boring to play like this every day." β
Raising her little nostrils arrogantly, Buckwheat snorted: "Very naΓ―ve!" β
The little appearance was full of disgust, and he didn't realize that he had a lot of fun with these childish games a few days ago, and he couldn't bark back like a loose dog.
Li Qinzai kindly suggested: "You can take them to play marbles." β
"Teach, they play badly, not even as good as their aunts." Buck'er's little expression was even more disgusted.
Li Qinzai muttered: "I suddenly have a feeling, is it that there is too little homework assigned to you usually?" Yes, there's a thing in the world called 'winter vacation homework', and you have to work overtime tonight to get it out. β
As for Li Sujie's gentlemen, it's time to give them a set of final exam questions.
No matter what the results of the exam, the parents must sign it, and there will be a parent-teacher meeting after the beginning of the spring, in short, those children in the previous life have it, and Li Qinzai will never allow the gentlemen not to have it.
This New Year, everyone will not have too much comfort.
Buckwheat shook his arm, unaware that the shadow of his childhood was approaching.
"Dad, is there anything else fun? Or novel little toys, it is better to play with those naΓ―ve children than to play with the little toys made by Dad. β
Li Qinzai scratched his head: "I haven't thought of a new toy for the time being, you can bear with it." I'll do it for you when I come up with it one day. β
"What did Dad play with when he was a child?"
"That's a lot of fun, digging birds' nests, turning over flower ropes, shooting foreign paintings or something, all of which are normal operations, and what's more fun is firecrackers to fry cow dung, tsk......"
Buck Er said with a confused face: "Dad, what is 'firecracker'?" β
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said, "Probably...... It's something like a blaster that our Datang plays. β
Buck'er nodded: "I saw Grandpa Wei play with the blaster yesterday, stuff the blaster into the fire, crackle for a while, and then it was gone." β
Li Qinzai shook his head: "The firecracker I said is much stronger than the blast rod, and the blast pole is at most a kidney deficiency version of the firecracker." β
Buck's eyes lit up: "Dad, I want to play with firecrackers!" I'm going to fry cow dung! β
Li Qinzai shook his head categorically: "No, firecrackers are too dangerous, you are too small, what should you do if you hurt your eyes?" β
"Tell the adults to let it go, I'll just watch from a distance." Buckwheat shook his arm and coquettishly.
Li Qinzai thought for a while and said, "That's it, you can ask the question just now again, and start with the sentence that asked me what I played when I was a child." β
Buckwheat asked stupidly, "Dad, what did you play with when you were a child?" β
Li Qinzai said: "When I was a child, I used to write my homework quietly at home, swim happily in the ocean of knowledge, and never play. β
Buck's eyes widened, and she looked at a loss.
The father and son are talking about it to death.
"What about you? Don't you want to have a cheerful dog dig in the ocean of knowledge? Li Qinzai stared at him with burning eyes.
Buck'er opened her mouth, and after a while, she said softly: "Dad, you forgot, my schoolwork is a lot higher than Li Sujie's, and my father said that my arithmetic is at the level of the third grade of primary school......"
continued to shake his arm coquettishly: "Dad, can you make a firecracker and have fun?" Dad made firecrackers and buckwheat promised to do a hundred questions. β
Li Qinzai sighed, saying that he was a grinding goblin, which was a little inappropriate, but it really meant a little bit now.
"Do it, do it!" Li Qinzai secretly hated his unprincipledness, especially not knowing how to refuse his son's coquettishness.
As a first-time father, he is inexperienced after all, and in a few years, when his son reaches the age where he even hates dogs, he must be able to be ruthless, dare to be coquettish, and beat him up.
The firecrackers were a bit troublesome to make, and Li Qinzai remembered that it seemed to have to be filled with gunpowder.
So he instructed Liu Asi to send a few people to Chang'an City to collect sulfur and saltpeter, and as for charcoal, he had it at home.
Fortunately, Li Qinzai remembered that when he was reading idle books in his previous life, he had seen the most scientific ratio of the three raw materials from the book.
As long as the gunpowder is dispensed, the firecracker is not very technical, and it is very simple to roll up the gunpowder, pull a fuse on the head, and plug the yellow mud behind the buttocks.
The trilogy soon returned from Chang'an City.
Sulfur and saltpeter were hard to find, and finally they were bought in a Taoist temple outside Chang'an City.
In this year's Taoist alchemy, sulfur saltpeter is usually indispensable, this thing is mixed with the elixir, and the refined elixir dares to be eaten by the emperor, and the courage of the Taoist priests is really not small.
Throughout the ages, countless emperors have died of chronic erysipelas, but the emperor's obsession with immortality has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and it can be said that he has gone forward without fear.
After the sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal, and three things were prepared, Li Qinzai experimented several times, found out the best ratio, mixed together, added egg white and graphite powder, and used a small mill to grind into powder.
A day later, the gunpowder was made.
Looking at the black thing in front of him, Li Qinzai showed a weird smile.
Wait to make firecrackers, insert them on the cow dung on the side of the road, as long as there are pedestrians passing by, they will light a fire, turn around and run after lighting the fire, and there will be a bang......
The long-lost childhood feelings, it is finally about to reappear.
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