Vol 5 Chapter 43: Sword to the End of the World

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China is too vast, and even the taste of zongzi is different. The fundamentalist zongzi is popular in the north. It is only packed with red dates. The zongzi in the south is more complicated. There are all kinds of bean paste, ham, fresh meat, and egg yolk, for the taste of zongzi. Disputes on the Internet about who is more delicious and who is more authentic are not uncommon.
Liu Yan said straightly:
What kind of zongzi Qu Yuan likes to eat may not be clear to him himself. You have to let him taste each variety to get a fair answer.

Zhen Yue replied, "No problem, I can make rice dumplings."
In fact, Zhen Yue can not only make rice dumplings, whether it is men’s work or women’s work, she is proficient in everything, pioneering wasteland and weeding, slash and burn, hunting and fishing, fire and cooking, ramming the earth to build houses, making pottery, spinning and weaving. , Sewing clothes, the animal skins on the two of them and the clothes made of Gebu were made by Zhen Yue herself. The three acres of wasteland behind Zhuang Zhou's courtyard was also opened by her, and now they have been planted with sunn and millet.
Zhuang Zhou heard the sweet and salty food, and his ears stood up. Although he didn't pay attention to food and clothing, he usually did it at will, but it was mainly because of laziness and poverty. He was very willing to taste some food. Zhen Yue once cooked Zhuang Zhou's fried chicken with soybean oil and iron kettle. He almost bit off his tongue. According to research, the cooking first appeared in the Northern and Southern Dynasties. People in the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Period did not taste this kind of deliciousness, but the cost It's too high, I'm satisfied after eating it once, and I don't dare to think about it again.
"Is the zongzi sweet or salty? This is a big question." Zhuang Zhou was serious, "I can identify it for you."
Zhen Yue is eager to pack the dumplings. First, prepare the raw materials. Zongzi leaves are not hard to find. Although there are no chopsticks and ruo leaves in the Central Plains, there are enough reed tubes in the river. The most important content of the dumplings is glutinous rice. This is a bit difficult.
Rice is not produced in the Central Plains and the North. This crop is a specialty of Wu, Yue, Chu and other places in the South, but glutinous rice must be used for sacrifices in the northern countries, so you can get it if you are willing to spend money.
Although Zhuang Zhou's official position was low, he was a solemn royal family of the Song Dynasty. With a full of economic resources, Song Dynasty respected him very much. In other words, he was very wild and got a bag of sacrificial imports from the palace. The glutinous rice, the reed leaves are also ready here, Zhen Yue performed a stunt of making rice dumplings. After the rice dumplings were wrapped, they were about to be cooked. Zhuang Zhou said, "Wait, I'll find a good thing to cook."
Then Liu Yanzhi and Zhen Yue watched Zhuang Zhou bring in a bronze tripod. It is the ancient artifacts of the Western Zhou Dynasty. When you get the benchmark time and space, it is the treasure of the museum. Even in the Warring States period, the tripod is also a very valuable ritual. , The so-called Zhongming Ding Shi, cooking rice dumplings with the Ding, give Zhen Yue enough face.
"This thing, 　 can be replaced by 50 video recorders in the 1980s." Liu Yanzhi thought of the past when he helped the customs crack a major smuggling case in 1984.
"Humph, I'm very happy to solve the case with your doctor Guan." Zhen Yue pouted immediately.
"You can be jealous, Dr. Guan and I have nothing." Liu Yanzhi defended.
"I just like to eat sour, what?" Zhen Yue was dissatisfied, and there was a green plum on the case behind her.
The bronze cauldron was filled with water, and firewood was piled up underneath. A grate made of reed rods was found on it to cover it. It took a lot of firewood to cook the dumplings. Zhuang Zhou burned incense and took a bath. It was a serious matter. Peel the leaves of the dumplings and taste them separately. The sweet and salty rice dumplings are vague and muddy at the end, and they are all delicious.
"You just want to lie to the rice dumplings." Zhen Yue smiled, took out her mobile phone, and called Liu Yan directly. The three of them took a photo in front of the messy zongzi leaves.
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The picturesque pastoral life has finally come to an end. Liu Yanzhi and Zhen Yue are going to Chu country. When they parted, Zhuang Zhou was a little sad, but he was a philosopher. He was a philosopher who had a thorough view of life and death and never asked about the return date, because he knew Liu Yanzhi shoulders a great mission, and I am afraid that this is Yong Jue.
After bidding farewell to Zhuangzi, Liu Yanzhi and Zhen Yue embarked on a journey to the south. They were not in a hurry, but walked on two feet, taking the opportunity to travel around the famous mountains and rivers and read the customs of the Warring States period.
Liu Yanzhi’s meteorite iron axe was given away, and he had no decent weapons on hand, so he bought an ordinary bronze sword at the market in the capital of Song Dynasty. At this time, iron smelting technology has been developed and the army of powerful countries has been eliminated. Bronze weapons are equipped with steel weapons, but he thinks that bronze swords are just enough. Only when he carries them on his back can he have the heroic romance of walking with the sword.
Along the way, the two of them ate and sleeplessly, slaying demons and eliminating demons. Of course, there are no demons and monsters. They are mainly bullies or beasts who cannibalize one side. They can't escape the justice of the chasing hero.
Zhen Yue's physical fitness is very solid, and she never drags Liu Yan back, but when she enters the territory of Chu, she begins to vomit frequently. This is very abnormal, because she has a good appetite and can digest dinosaur meat.
"Is it there?" Liu Yan asked cautiously.
"It's been two months, I didn't dare to tell you." Zhen Yue said, "It is too late to have children. We can't raise children in ancient times. If we go back to the benchmark time and space one day, we will face war. Threat, the child is a burden."
Liu Yan's nose was sore, the shadows of Zhen Yue and Lin Su overlapped in front of him, and another Wei Shaoer was added vaguely. If this child is born, he should be his third son. It is strange to say that his first son counts. I got up from the Qing Dynasty, the second son was from the Han Dynasty, and the third son was from the Warring States Period. The younger the ranking, the older he is. Anyway, this time I can finally see my son born.
"Our son will be a great hero." Liu Yan said bluntly.
"Who promises to be a son, maybe a daughter? Our daughter is at least someone like Mi Yue, and at worst she is also a queen mother." Zhen Yue said with a smile, and suddenly retched, her face was smiling, but her heart was crying. , She doesn't want this child, because the revenge has not been reported, and she shoulders a heavy responsibility, but if she has one, she must be born. This is a respect for life.
"I originally thought that my child would be born in the Affiliated Hospital of Omi Medical University, and grew up on imported milk powder, with grandparents in pain, attending the best kindergarten, the best elementary school, slowly going to university, and working... but I didn’t expect it. He (she) will be born in 300 BC, the same age as Qu Yuan."
Zhen Yue sighed, straightened her waist, and continued on her way.
Liu Yan carried the bronze sword straight on his back, and walked a few steps side by side with her, the sunset shining obliquely behind them, pulling the figure very long.
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Although it was walking, but encountered obstacles by the mountains and rivers, Liu Yanzhi directly carried Zhen Yue over and walked the shortest straight distance, so it took only half a month to reach the capital of Chu State Ying.
Ying's location is roughly equivalent to Jingzhou, Hubei in the benchmark time and space. Chu is one of the superpowers in the late Warring States period. It is qualified to fight against Qin. The capital is grand and magnificent, and the palace is even more magnificent. The two visited first, and then went there. Look for Qu Yuan.
It is said that such a famous person as Qu Yuan should be known to everyone, but after asking many people, no one actually knew Qu Yuan's name.
"Is there something wrong?" Liu Yan asked, "The age is wrong? Or the name is wrong. The names of people in the Warring States period are quite complicated. Do you know what happened to the VIP of the Children's Palace?"
Zhen Yue said, "I only know natural sciences and I am not interested in history."
Liu Yanzhi had to ask others again to figure out the distinction between surname, surname, first name, and characters, and then search for someone. He still found nothing. There was no such person in the official residence of Chu.
"Go to his hometown to find ~EbookFREE.me~ Liu Yanzhi decided to take a trip to find his roots, and took Zhen Yue to Danyang. Danyang is the home of the benchmark time and space. This is a small city, within a circle of rammed earth walls. There were hundreds of households, most of the people lived outside the city, here he finally found out the whereabouts of Qu Yuan.
Qu Yuan, whose surname is Mi, whose name is Ping, and whose name is Yuan, is five years old this year.
It’s no wonder that Zhuangzi is not familiar with the fact that the famous poet Qu Yuan had not grown up at this time. Qu Yuan was born in a high-ranking family and was in the clan of Chu. There were many servants in the mansion, but he couldn’t guard against a thief like Liu Yanzhi. In the quiet afternoon, five-year-old Qu Yuan woke up and went outside. A man and a woman stood in front of him, holding the four-cornered glutinous rice held by reed leaves for him to taste.
Xiao Qu Yuan was greedy. He ate a sweet rice dumpling first and then another salty rice dumpling. Zhen Yue asked him which one was delicious, and he said it was delicious, and he wanted to eat it.
"The same virtue as Zhuang Zhou, is a foodie." Zhen Yue bent down, "You can eat if you want, let's take a picture, come and tell me, eggplant."
Liu Yanzhi also entered the camera, and two adults sandwiched Xiao Qu Yuan with a mouthful of glutinous rice in the middle, and fixed it on Zhen Yue's mobile phone screen.
The last remaining power was exhausted, and the phone automatically turned off.