Mother Qin warmly invited Mu Lin to stay for the evening meal.

In fact, it was a little late to eat at sunset at this time, but fortunately, Mu Lin lived in the capital, and after eating, he could walk a few steps tightly, and he could still enter the Lu where he lived before the curfew.

Mu Lin was very enthusiastic, mainly because the Qin family's food was too fragrant, and he wanted to stay and taste it, and when he saw the teacher and brothers in the future, he could brag about it.

The Qin family eats meals separately, the staple food is steamed fluffy soft cakes, the soup they drink is fish head tofu soup, and the accompaniment is fragrant stir-fried vegetables. The Qin family has no wine, and the drink they drink is soy milk.

Only salt, no vinegar, no soy sauce, no garlic, and no chili.

Speaking of vinegar, something flashed in Qin Yu's head, and he instantly felt as if he had forgotten something important.

When it comes to soy sauce, Qin Yu doesn't know how soy sauce is made at all, and he has heard that it takes several months to dry the sauce.

In these years, there is always not enough food to eat, and it is impossible to dry soybeans until they are moldy and rotten, and the biggest possibility is to be reported to the government office and go to prison.

Garlic may still be used as a weed on which hill? Peppers are really gone, and this is not a local variety.

Without the above, although the stir-fried vegetables that Qin Yu ate in his mouth were quite tasty, he had eaten them better, and he felt a little unsatisfactory.

However, even if it was a dry stir-fried meat and stir-fried vegetables, everyone present ate it very fragrantly, and Mu Lin and his lover ate all the soft cakes and dishes that were distributed to them, Qin Yu guessed that if he was given another serving, he would not have anything left.

Half the size of the child, eating the poor old man, is not the end of the talk.

Mu Lin is still unsatisfied, Aunt Qin entertains guests, and she can't let people go out of their house without eating.

Everyone has their own living habits, and when they change at first glance, they are too full to eat, and it is easy to have problems eating. Qin Yu was afraid that Mu Lin would make a good meal at home, so he hurriedly said: "Mother, mother, seeing that it is getting dark, I will take Uncle Mu Lin and sister-in-law to see our family's iron and tofu, but when it is dark, you can't see clearly." ”

Mu Lin was startled, and hurriedly said: "But I don't dare to stay any longer, if it is a quarter of an hour late, the door of the Luli prison should be locked." ”

In the capital, the door is divided neatly, twenty-five households are one mile, and the houses in it are divided into left and right, and those who live on the left are called Lu Zuo, and those who live on the right are called Lu Right. There are prison doors at both ends of the prison, and when the time is set at night, the prison doors on both sides are to be locked. As soon as the door is closed and locked, this room becomes a closed space, and each family has less and more people, and when you check it, you will know that there is nowhere to hide. This setting is extremely easy to manage and safer, that is, the mobility of the people is greatly reduced.

If Mu Lin returned late and couldn't catch up with the time when the prison door was locked, he would most likely be locked in the street and then sent to prison by the officials patrolling the streets.

It was the woods that were so frightened.

Qin Yu just reminded him that it was time for him to leave, but he couldn't speak directly, otherwise, no matter how tactful and nice you said, it would be a rush.

That's fine, remind him that it's getting late and it's time for him to go home.

Qin Yu blinked his eyes and invited: "It's better to stay and live in my house, there are a lot of empty houses in my house, isn't it my eldest mother?" ”

Aunt Qin glanced at him with a smile, and signaled him with her eyes to stop his behavior of being a good person and being obedient. Aunt Qin smiled: "It's indeed a little late, Qin Lu is like this, my family will not leave you in vain." Ah San, bring some tofu as a gift to Mu Lin's family, speaking of which, our family can make this tofu thanks to Mu Lin. ”

Qin Mu smiled: "Only." "Get up and go to prepare a gift for the wood forest to take home.

Mu Lin and his lover got up in a panic, and when they were about to excuse themselves, Qin Chuan and Qin Luan had already gotten up and pulled Mu Lin left and right, and Jiaojiao pulled his lover out.

Qin Yu looked at this, looked at that, and also got up and followed out with a smoke, and the smoke followed.

When Aunt Qin saw that the main hall that was originally crowded was suddenly only she, Hou Yu and Lu Yuan, there were only three old people, and she couldn't help but sigh sadly.

This breath is long and long, with three points of laziness, three points of comfort, three points of exaggeration, and one point of pride, but there is no sorrow.

Very artificial.

After provoking it/confined to look strange, Lu Yuan was laughing at the case.

Hou shook his head, disapproving, but also sang a song on the case.

If there is any regret about today's small banquet, it is that there is no music and dance, and even the lack of wine does not make him such a regret, so he has to sing a song to himself.

......

Mu Lin was very enthusiastic, not only took away several pieces of tofu from Qin's house, but also a basket of soft cakes and chicken and duck eggs, Qin's mother instructed: "Don't let the tofu go for a long time, you can eat it with a little salt, the soft cake is not afraid, you can put it for a few more days, I will bring you more." ”

Not only did they bring some more, today's slaves ate dregs and bean dregs rice, and the soft cakes were not eaten at all, there were a lot left, and the soft cakes were the staple food, which could be full, and they could be stored for a long time, Qin's mother saw that Mu Lin was a hawker who made a living from stone grinding, and the stone grinding business was not very good (those that could not be sold were collected by the Qin family, so Qin's mother judged that Mu Lin's business was not good), so she simply brought them to him.

In this era when grain was used as money, Qin's mother gave Mu Lin soft cakes as gifts, which were more tangible and valuable than giving coins.

After all, after the Qin Xing Shang Martingale Law, if you take coins on the street, you can't buy food, but it is very likely that you will be arrested and tortured, what are you buying food for?

Buy to eat?

What about your own land? Didn't grow food?

What? No land?

It turned out to be a savage, either a savage or a ranger, okay, go to hard labor, or be a slave, become a slave, you don't have to take money to buy food hahahaha......

In short, in the Qin State, food is greater than everything.

Mu Lin's lover smiled, Mu Lin was also very happy, in the next few days, their family almost didn't have to fire, and they could eat very much, he was very happy, so he proposed that he don't want today's stone mill money.

Qin's mother didn't agree, but still stuffed Qin Banliang into the woman's arms.

In addition to eating, Yuanyuan also specially gave Mu Lin Liangren a jar of sour syrup water and asked her to go home and make tofu by herself.

Mu Lin went to see the big iron pot of the Qin family before leaving, and now the fire in the fire pit is burning, the big iron pot is boiling pig's head and water, a large amount of green onion and ginger are added to it, and the mandarin girl also added some sour water to it, so the taste is not unpleasant.

A large wooden basin next to the fire was full of meat and bones, and some servants poured out the blood from time to time, and changed the water to continue soaking.

This is what Qin Yu requested, he finally knew why the pork made at home before was so smelly, if it was not blanched, it was boiled with blood, could the meat not stink?

He asked to soak out the blood in the meat and bones, and then blanch the water, and then add green onion and ginger to boil the bones. He stayed up all night on a small fire, and he was going to drink bone broth early tomorrow morning.

Mu Lin could see the difference between this iron pot at a glance.

For the wise people, in fact, just an idea, a reminder, can open the door to creativity.

With the right direction, they can exert more energy in that direction.

For example, two days later, Mu Lin sent the Qin family a small iron pot suitable for burning on their stove, and the style was basically not much different from the iron pot more than 2,000 years later.

A shovel with a long wooden handle is also attached. The style is processed from a wooden spoon, but the bottom of the spoon is wider and shallower, and the two sides are rolled up, which can not only hold soup, but also stir-fry, which is better than the usual wooden spoon.

In Qin Yu's eyes, this is a shovel!

No problem.

Mu Lin, a disciple of the Mo family, can not only chisel stones and open wood, but also strike iron and cast ironware.

The versatile Mo family!