Si Niang and the others took these bunches of grapes back from the eldest lady.
When they were enjoying the shade in the yard after dinner that day, they all ate a small portion and tied the rest with ropes and hung them in the well. .
The next day Master Zhao came to class.
When he went back at noon, he asked him to take two skewers back.
The remaining ones were taken out to eat in the evening and were no longer as fresh as the previous day.
In the next few days, there was no fruit at home.
The peaches and plums were all out of season, and the persimmons, dates, and pears had not yet arrived.
There were grapes, but they were too expensive.
Siniang and the others didn't have much money on hand, and they couldn't spend as generously as the aunt.
Someone picked up grapes and sold them.
Siniang looked at the goods and asked the price, but she didn't buy them after all.
It was better than what their elder sister bought.
Well, the price is still more expensive than what my sister bought, so I won’t buy it.
Wulang and Liulang brought back snacks from the school, which were nothing more than some candies and candies.
The two of them have adapted well to each other in school.
The main reason is that Goro is more popular and Rokuro is protected by him, so he basically can't suffer any disadvantages.
Rokuro is a gentle-looking boy, and a bit timid.
In the eyes of outsiders, he may look like a bit of a girl, but after enrolling in school this time, Luo Yong found that Rokuro's character is actually quite strong.
The little guy studies very seriously.
After coming home from school every day, no one talks about him.
He can finish the homework assigned by his teacher seriously, which is very rare at such a young age.
When they were young, they would chatter at home all day long, just like little chickens.
Now that they are older, their respective personalities have gradually emerged.
Children always grow up very quickly, and within a few years, they will all grow up and have their own lives.
"The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days.
What do you all want to eat?"
Luo Yong asked the family during breakfast that day.
"I want to eat grapes," Qiniang said first.
In fact, what she wanted to eat most was cold melons, but my sister said that cold melons were out of season and they would have to wait until next year to eat them, but grapes were not out of season yet. , but the price was too expensive, and Siniang always refused to buy it for her.
"I want to eat canned food," Siniang also said.
"What else?"
Luo Yong asked again.
"Dumplings."
Goro said.
"What do Liulang want to eat?"
Luo Yong asked when he saw Liulang hesitated to speak.
"Jianbing Pancake."
Rokuro said.
Luo Yong laughed when he heard it.
What kind of pancakes do you eat during the festival?
So he said to him: "We won't eat that during the Mid-Autumn Festival.
If you like to eat it, I will make it with you tomorrow."
Several children were very happy when they heard that they would have pancakes to eat tomorrow.
Luo Yong asked A Zhiheng, Qiao Junlin and the others if they wanted to eat anything, but they all said no.
As for Hou Lin, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he was going out with others to enjoy the moon and eat wine.
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There was also a colleague at Taixue who invited Luo Yong to go out for a drink, but he pushed him away.
They were not close friends, so they wanted to have a drink together during a big holiday.
In the next few days, Luo Yong began to prepare for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet at home.
For such a big festival, it is essential to buy a chicken.
This can be bought in advance and raised in the yard, so as not to be unable to find a suitable one temporarily.
Mutton must also be ordered in advance.
After autumn, the price of mutton in Chang'an City becomes very high.
Everyone wants to keep the long cashmere.
Seeing that winter will begin in a few months, no one will The unwillingness to slaughter sheep leads to high mutton prices.
As for the wishes of the children at home, they must be fulfilled unconditionally.
Dumplings and grapes are easy to handle.
Just say hello to Aunt Luo in advance and ask her to bring them over there.
Aunt Luo will definitely come over on the Mid-Autumn Festival.
For meals.
It's the canned food.
It's a big holiday.
Luo Yong wants to get something for the children at home that they don't usually have access to.
Canned peach meat, canned pears and the like are all sold in sister's food shop.
They are not new.
Luo Yong thought.
I'm going to buy two cans of oranges from the Wang family, but this year's new cans must not have been shipped yet, and I don't know if the old cans from last year are still available.
Luo Yong hadn't had time to go to the Wang family's shop yet, but they found it themselves and brought him a few cans shipped from the south.
These cans are huge, each one is as big as a wine jar.
It is estimated that they can hold at least thirty kilograms, plus the weight of the can, it will be about fifty kilograms or more.
"But this year's canned oranges are out," Luo Yong guessed.
Calculate the time and see if it's a little early.
This season is almost when the oranges are ripe.
It would take several months to make them into cans and then transport them to Chang'an City.
"It's not canned oranges this time."
The elder of the Wang family smiled with wrinkles on his face: "Sanlang is well-informed, so he should know this thing."
"What is this?"
When Luo Yong heard this, he was surprised.
"Lychee."
The man said solemnly every word with a smile on his face. litchi Luo Yong opened his eyes wide It is still the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, and there are still hundreds of years to go before the era of Concubine Yang Guifei, who said, "When a concubine rides on the earth and smiles, no one knows it is Lychee."
Even a hundred years later, not everyone knows about Lychee, let alone the early Tang Dynasty.
This time.
The Wang family was quite ferocious.
In the twelfth year of Zhenguan, they actually produced canned lychees.
"Sure enough, Sanlang knows this thing."
Seeing that Luo Yong knew lychees, the visitor was even more happy.
"Lingnan is a long way away, and these cans are hard to come by."
The so-called Lingnan refers to the south of the Nanling Mountains, which is also Guangdong, Guangxi, Hainan and other places in later generations.
For many people nowadays, it is very remote and wild. place.
"It is indeed hard-won.
Please taste it carefully, Sanlang."
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The man said to Luo Yong.
The Wang family used to do a lot of business, but in the final analysis, they were just an ordinary merchant selling silk and rice, and they could still be ranked high in Lishi.
When they came out, a few people knew that they were the Wang family in Lishi.
Nowadays, the situation is very different.
In the past two years, I have not only earned a lot of money from the canned business, but almost everyone in Chang'an City knows that there is a Wang family in Lishi who sells canned food.
Or ordinary people, speaking of it, most of them know it.
The Wang family was able to open up such a situation today, and naturally they have to thank Luo Yong.
It was he who ignored the past and came to the Wang family with a few cans to discuss cooperation, which gave them a huge opportunity.
After all, the Wang family still has some good boys, and they are brave enough to work hard, and now they even got a batch of canned lychees back from Lingnan.
As an elder of the royal family, he is naturally very proud.
After seeing off the Wang family, Luo Yong felt emotional in his heart.
A few days ago, he discussed the concept of logistics with Wang Dang and others, and Wang Dang led his group of brothers to create a Dingda Express without hesitation.
In the past two years, he cooperated with Wang Huaijin in canning production and taught him the technology of canning.
Then the Wang family has now opened a canning workshop in Lingnan.
Tangren's hard work and aggressiveness far exceeded his imagination.
A few days ago, Luo Yong saw some content about livestock breeding in Qi Min Yaoshu, and one of them was about the domestication and management of horses.
The book said that black sheep must be removed.
Luo Yong felt a little complicated when he saw this passage.
The black sheep are naturally those horses that are free and unruly and unruly.
Just as horses are like this, so are people.
It's just that people at this time in the early Tang Dynasty were probably not completely domesticated yet.
People like Wang Dang, those from the Zhao family, and the one from the Wang family who dared to go to Lingnan to open a canning workshop, etc.
If they were horses, most of these horses would still be in a semi-wild state.
Unable to wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival, Luo Yongdang opened a can of lychees.
Probably to avoid air leakage due to bumps, a layer of mud was sealed on the outside of the can.
Knock open the mud seal, wipe the can bottle clean with a cloth, and then pry the bottle cap with a knife.
There is a soft squeaking sound, and soon, a faint scent of lychee spreads in the house.
"Brother, what is this?"
None of the children in the family had ever eaten lychees.
When they smelled the smell of lychees for the first time, they couldn't help but salivate.
"Brother, is this canned food delicious?"
Siniang had already quickly taken out the pottery bowl and spoon and placed it on the table.
"Who knows."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
He had never eaten lychees in this life.
Hou Lin, Qiao Junlin, who were all in their own rooms, came over at this time.
Ah Zhi was in the courtyard.
He was originally thinking about whether he should avoid it, but before she could move, Luo Yong called her to hurry up.
Used to eat canned food.
That boy Hengzhi was also a foodie.
He usually didn't see anyone, but today he was at home, so naturally he got a bowl of canned lychees.
The children of the Luo family ate lychees for the first time in their lives.
Every one of them slurped up the food and wanted more after eating.
Luo Yong did not stop him and gave them another bowl.
After Hou Lin and others finished a bowl, they stopped asking for it.
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Since these lychees are produced in Lingnan, they were canned there and then hired porters to carry them to Chang'an City one by one.
You can imagine how precious these lychees are.
Look at those children in the Luo family who eat without raising their heads.
Forget it, my brother can afford it, so what can others say?
Besides, they themselves can only eat from canned food.
"I heard that the road to Lingnan is steep and it's not easy to carry a load."
After finishing the sweet and delicious canned food, Principal Waiting couldn't help but sigh again.
"As long as there are people here in Chang'an City who want to eat canned food, there will be people building roads in the future."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
The production of canned fruits may be an opportunity for development for those in the south.
Those nobles also always said that the people were suffering and advised the king to lighten the corvee and light the taxes.
It is correct to lighten corvees and light taxes, but it often cannot change the living conditions of most people.
Only development is the fundamental solution to this problem.
The people living in the Central Plains region, even if the taxes and corvee were slightly heavier, would probably still live better than the people in the wilderness.
In a place like Lingnan, it’s hard to say how much taxes can be collected throughout the year, and whether they should be collected or not, but are the people living in Lingnan living well?
In those places where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, no one knows how many corrupt officials and bandits will breed.
People at that time said that the Lingnan people were barbaric and vicious.
If they were not barbaric and ferocious enough, how could they survive in such an environment.
"Do you have any plans for the Mid-Autumn Festival?"
Luo Yong asked Qiao Junlin.
"No."
Qiao Junlin had finished eating the can at this time and was fiddling with the spoon in the pottery bowl.
"Then you come and help me.
I will hold a buffet dinner at Ma's Guest House that day."
Luo Yong said with a smile.
These canned lychees can't be eaten for nothing.
They need to help with some publicity.
Besides, Luo Yong was originally planning to promote a few more spicy dishes, so he just took advantage of this opportunity to join us.
"You guys will also go over there to eat."
"Ouch" The author has something to say: I saw someone in the comments section saying that watermelons in ancient times had more white flesh and less red flesh, and some had septal valves.
I searched on the Internet, and the reason for this view seems to be because of several oil paintings by a seventeenth-century painter named Giovannistanchi.
It would be too hasty to assume that watermelons in the past few thousand years have looked like that just because of a few oil paintings.
Besides, this painter was born in the seventeenth century, only a few hundred years ago, and the history of watermelon cultivation started in ancient Egypt and continues to this day.
It has been four to five thousand years.
I think his watermelons are just not very ripe.
It may be that there are too few sunny days for the watermelons to grow well.
The watermelon that is not fully ripe is basically what he painted, and it is almost the same even now.
I posted a picture on Weibo, and those who are interested can take a look.
In addition, I searched for some ancient Chinese poems describing watermelon, so you can experience and judge for yourself.
Fan Chengda of the Southern Song Dynasty: Eating watermelon: "The strands of flowered clothes salivate on the jasper, the traces of red blood pinch the skin, the fragrance is red, the smile makes the teeth wet, the coolness enters the clothes and the wind blows" Zhai You of the Ming Dynasty: Red-flesh melon: "I picked the green jade house from the green gate, and cleverly poured the orangutan's blood into the center, forming three dews of the sun, and flowing out the clouds and nine fermented slurries."
In the early Qing Dynasty, Chen Weisong wrote about the watermelon in the Cave Immortal: "The tender flesh is cool in the gourd, and the red ice condenses into the cyanotic saliva ointment.
It is fragrant and clean next to the silver bed, affecting the reflection of the cold spring a hundred feet away, and suddenly helping the jade pot to clear up the cold."
Xu Jinhua of the Qing Dynasty: A poem about watermelon: "The crystal ball is smoky green, and the emerald cage is cold flame red" gd1806102: