Zhang Chao walked on the way back to the village, his casual shoes made a non-squeaking sound on the unmelted snow, leaving a line of footprints on the snow.
There was no down jacket and no thermal underwear, and the burlap jacket full of patches on his body couldn't stop the cold wind whistling in winter, Zhang Chao shivered, and reached out to tighten his neckline.
It was cold and the air was good.
Zhangjiagou is shrouded in snow, and the trees in the village are bare and hung with ice edges.
After coming back from a circle outside, Zhang Chao found that his father was really poor.
There was only one very broken cave, and only one room, which was dark.
Dark beds, shabby low tables.
The cellar cave of less than 30 square meters is both a bedroom and a kitchen, and also serves as a hall.
The entrance to the cellar is an earthen stove, also black, with an iron pot on it, and a wooden cabinet next to it, which is also black and lacks a leg, seems to be a cupboard.
In front of the stove there was also a pile of split wood and a bundle of wheat stalks.
In the inner part of the cellar hole, there is a bed, a very simple wooden bed, and there is only a very thin quilt on the bed, which is still made of hay, especially the pillow is still cut into wood.
To be honest, Zhang Chao never thought that Daddy Zhang was so poor.
After all, he can be regarded as a dignified officer, and he actually looks like a deputy with four walls.
The only valuable thing in this family is Daddy Zhang's equipment.
Next to the bed, there is a wooden shelf, on which is covered with Daddy Zhang's armor, a very shiny bright light armor, and the two heart-protecting bronze mirrors on the chest of the armor can be used as mirrors.
Daddy's iron spear and horizontal sword, bow and arrow were all on the side.
A veteran who has been fighting for decades for half his life, when he is old, in addition to the scars on his body, only this set of armor and weapons is left to accompany him and witness him.
Zhang Chao is very grateful to his father, he has lived so hard, and he actually kindly brought himself back, and he also accepted himself as his son.
If you meet someone else, you probably won't be so kind.
Maybe you'll have to figure out how to explain where you're coming from.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chao was really grateful to his father, and he also made up his mind to settle here.
Dad is still chopping wood at the door, winter is coming, and some firewood needs to be prepared to dry.
Zhang Chao planned to help make breakfast, but he stood in the house and looked around for a while, but he couldn't find where the food at home was.
"Dad, where is the food at home, I'll cook."
Daddy stopped his long axe, "If you're hungry, cook and eat, and the food is in the jar next to the cupboard." ” Zhang Chao found out that there was a jar next to the black cupboard, and he thought it was a kimchi jar when he didn't pay attention.
Zhang Chao opened it and found that there was a grain bag inside, but when he picked up the bag, it was empty.
In the first year of Wude, the father abandoned Wang Shichong to join the Tang Dynasty.
In the second year of Wude, Li Shimin, the king of Sui and Qin, conquered Liu Wuzhou in Hedong, and from the third year of Wude to the fourth year of Wude, he had been fighting against Wang Shichong and Dou Jiande in Henan, and only returned home during a short truce every year.
Especially this year, it started in February and has been playing until October.
In fact, although Wang Shichong and Dou Jiande were both exterminated or surrendered or beheaded, Dou Jiande's old department Liu Heimin made a rebellion in Hebei again, and now, most of Dou Jiande's old land has been restored.
Although my father divided 30 acres of land, he continued to fight outside, and he had no time to farm, and the fields were rented to others to plant, but now it was the beginning of the founding of the country after the chaos, and the people of Zhangjiagou had more or less twenty or thirty acres of land each, and in the case of a lack of cattle and horses, they could not take care of their own land.
In addition, there is a drought this year, so even in Zhangjiagou, Bashang, which is located in the Guanzhong Plain, the yield in the fields is not high.
"Dad, what kind of food?"
Carrying the empty grain bag, Zhang Chao shouted helplessly to the father outside the door.
I didn't think that once I crossed over, I would not only have to be cold, but also starving.
"There's no food in the tank."
"Oh."
"What's the matter, I'll go to Ke Wu's house to get some points in a while, and I'll go to the military mansion to get some points in the afternoon."
Daddy is very calm.
He put down his axe, clapped his hands and walked into the house.
"You wait for me, I'll go get some food and come back."
After Daddy finished speaking, he left with the noodle bag.
Zhang Chao stood in the room, a little dazed.
Coming from later generations, he never thought that one day he would be worried about the problem of eating, nor did he expect that he would really have to borrow food to live.
After a moment's pause, he walked over to the bed, where his bag was placed.
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Daddy didn't move, a backpack.
When I opened the bag, there was a notebook, a tablet, a camera, a charger, a power bank, a mobile phone, a key, a wallet, headphones, cigarettes, a lighter, a bottle of perfume, a pack of tissues, chewing gum, glasses, a data cable, a USB flash drive, a notepad, a few pens and a few magazines and books.
Finally, a box of sets was found.
Yue Zhang Chaoyue was a little speechless, and he really didn't realize that he actually contained so many things in this bag.
A razor, a Swiss army knife, an umbrella, a mirror, a throat lozenge, a compass and a pair of binoculars There is also a thermos mug A pack of chocolates.
There was also a pair of shoes and a change of clothes. plus the clothes and shoes that are still on my body, as well as the watch in my hand and the mobile phone in my pocket.
Zhang Chao found that he had brought a lot of things.
These things, take out one or two things and go to Chang'an, it is estimated that you can exchange some money Zhang Chao thought to himself, not to mention anything else, just that simple mirror, the Tang people should have never seen such a high-end and high-grade thing The small mirror bought for more than a dozen yuan may become a rare glass treasure mirror when it is taken to Chang'an Not to mention the exchange of eighteen thousand gold and silver, and the exchange of eighteen thousand catties of grain, it is always okay, Zhang Chao couldn't help but have some fantasies in his heart.
But then he put away the little excitement in his heart, his appearance, if he dared to take such a rare thing to Chang'an to trade, I was afraid that it would be like a child holding a piece of gold in the market.
The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty.
An ordinary small mirror, but it may be a treasure in Datang.
Zhang Chao dispelled that thought, and he continued to look at the contents of his bag, each of which was out of step with this era.
Even if it's a pair of glasses, it's very special.
No, when you don't know anything about this era, it's best not to take it upon yourself.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chao put everything into his bag again, and even the watch in his pocket was put into his bag. took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and shook it with some reluctance, but there was still no signal.
With a wry smile, Zhang Chao turned off his mobile phone and put it in his bag.
Closing the zipper and fastening the combination lock, Zhang Chao stuffed the bag under the bed.
Except for under the bed, he has no other places to stuff it for the time being, but fortunately, his father has never touched his bag, and he probably won't go through it in the future.
Dad hasn't come back yet, and Zhang Chao, who has nothing to do, began to look at the bed at home.
The simple wooden bed, without decent bedding, has not been inhabited for a long time, so it still has the musty smell of dampness.
Although Chang'an is not as wet and cold as the south of the Yangtze River in winter, it is dry and cold, but it is still too cold at night with only a thin quilt covered with hay.
It must be made on a fire.
For a northerner, the fire kang is by no means unfamiliar, maybe those post-90s and post-00s in the city are no longer clear about this, but Zhang Chao is very clear.
It is not difficult to build a firekang, and burning a kang will not waste too much firewood.
The cave is not large, but it is enough to have a kang in it.
Zhang Chao used to have a kang at home when he was a child, and he had seen it many times and was very familiar with it.
He didn't even need to draw a picture or anything, he immediately had a structural diagram in his head.
It doesn't cost much to build a fire kang, and some yellow mud to make adobe bricks, and it can be used after drying.
With adobe bricks, he can build a kang himself, and it is not difficult to build a kang and a chimney, and it is good to make a kang mat after the kang is built.
There is no need for the stove to be connected to the ondol, just keep the stove under the kang, that is, the chimney is troublesome, and it has to be repaired outside the house, and it must be repaired at least four meters high.
Adobe is also more time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Daddy hummed a little tune and came back with half a bag of grain.
"Ke Wu took half a pocket of millet at home, and weighed two catties of white flour, and we couldn't eat it this morning."
Zhang Chao was a little confused about what it was, but when he saw that his father began to knead noodles, he guessed that it was probably pasta.
Shaanxi people love pasta, even in the Tang Dynasty, it was also pasta-based.
In this era, there are no machine-made noodles, and ordinary people actually eat less noodles, let alone noodles.
Eating white noodles is a very rare luxury.
And if you want to eat noodles, you have to make them all by hand, knead the noodles yourself, and then roll out the noodles and cut the noodles yourself.
Daddy's skills are good, and he is full of energy, and the white flour is finally rolled into a thin dough, and then cut into pieces with a kitchen knife.
"Do you know if you can burn a fire?"
asked Daddy with a smile.
"Yes."
Zhang Chao sat down in front of the kang and started to burn the fire, but when he sat down, he found that he didn't know where to start.
He pulled a handful of wheat stalks in his hand, but he should have lit something Lighter matches He has a lighter himself, and it's still metal, which is easy to use and looks good.
But what should the people of the Tang Dynasty use to start the fire?
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"The flint is there."
Daddy's eyes have been paying attention to this place, and he has been guiding him at the right time.
Zhang Chao reached out and felt two stones in a small hole in the wall.
The flint is the thing that ignites the fire of the people.
Seeing these two stones, Zhang Chao immediately knew how to use them.
But when he began to beat, he found that the truth was not easy, and after beating more than a dozen times, the sparks splashed from time to time, but he couldn't attract them.
"The firewood may be a little damp, I'll come."
Daddy couldn't stand it anymore, so he came over and took the fire sickle, snapped a few times, and the sparks splashed with firewood, and then a flame lit up, and Daddy began to puff out his cheeks to blow the fire to help it burn, and the flames burned bigger and bigger.
The fire finally burned.
Zhang Chao hurriedly grabbed the wheat rod and added it to the stove, but before two clicks, a burst of smoke rolled out, and then the fire was extinguished.
Zhang Chao puffed out his cheeks and blew violently at the stove, but as a result, the smoke came down from his tears, but the fire just didn't ignite.
In the end, Daddy shot again, picked up the tongs and picked them a few times, and blew them a few more times, and the fire Hula burned again.
"When the fire first starts, be slow and don't add too much firewood."
Zhang Chao sat there a little depressed, but he didn't expect that he was a traverser and couldn't even burn a fire.
He said to himself, I can't be blamed for this, it's really not good.
I've burned the stove when I was a kid, but it's much better than that.
This stove is really hard to burn.
At this time, he had the time to carefully look at this stove, and Zhang Chao found that this stove was really not good.
Zhang Chao's previous stoves were better than this, and later when he grew up, he also implemented a kind of firewood-saving stove to burn better, but also save firewood, and the efficiency is higher.
It seems that not only should we build a firekang, but even this stove should be transformed.
"Dad, this stove is not very easy to burn, I know that there is a kind of stove that is more economical and better to burn, or let's change the stove at home." t1706231537: