Forty-eight years of Qianlong

Chapter 157 Thin Horse Project ([-])

The next morning, before dawn, Zhao Xin went out with a big bag on his back. Lu Shoushan waited for him to leave, and gently closed the courtyard door.

Because of the unexpected incident of Cai Jiashu and his son, Zhao Xin's original deployment was disrupted; in order to avoid unnecessary troubles, Xu Dayong, who was in charge of guarding and monitoring during the eradication of Cai's father and son, could only follow the northward run.And his original task was to buy a boat of several hundred stones in Shanghai, so that he could transport people to Huaniao Island later.

There is also a shipyard here in Yangzhou, but considering the time it takes to build a ship, Zhao Xin can only find another way.

Zhao Xin was worried that when he returned to modern times from Yangzhou City, he might fall into some ditch or well.So according to what I heard from Ah Si last night, I quickly came to the gate of Tianning Temple, which was very close to their residence.

This temple has been turned into an antique market in Yangzhou in another time and space, and Zhao Xin has visited it several times.Regardless of whether the interior has been overhauled or not, at least the location of the mountain gate has not changed, and it should not be a big problem to return to modern times from here.When he came to the gate of Tianning Temple, the temple gate was still open, and there were no pedestrians on the street.

Zhao Xin leaned against the wall, looked back and forth, took off the melon cap and fake braids on his head, stuffed them into his backpack, and took out a baseball cap to put on.Then he quickly took off the long shirt on his body, which contained a shirt and trousers that he had changed before going out.

At this time, a few coughing sounds suddenly came from the far corner of the street, Zhao Xin frightened and immediately touched the jade pendant in his collar.In the blink of an eye, he had already returned to the modern Yangzhou City.Zhao Xin hurriedly took out the phone from his bag, checked it for a while after turning it on, and called his cousin after confirming the type of ship he wanted to buy.

After the call was connected, Zhao Xin asked his cousin to go to a certain city in the south to buy a certain model of inland-class high-speed official boat within five days, and there was no need to go through the procedures for the time being.Just temporarily rent a warehouse in the local area, transport the official boat there, and don't care about other things.After a month, return the warehouse.

After listening to his cousin's instructions sleepily, Cheng Wei quickly got up and took out a note.After repeating to confirm that it was correct, he asked, "Brother, what are you up to? You always turn off your phone when I call."

"Don't ask so many questions, help me finish this matter first, and talk about it when I get back." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

At this time, the sky was just getting bright, and there were only cleaners on the street, and occasionally a few cars passed by.He hid in the bushes at the gate of Tianning Temple, took out fake braids and a long gown from his bag and changed into them, and returned to the eighteenth century in a blink of an eye.

Just as Zhao Xin was about to take a step, he felt a slip on his foot, and "chucked" and fell a big ass.Then he found himself sitting in a pile of cow dung exuding a fresh smell, his body and hands were all covered.

"Damn it! Who the hell did this grandson! It's so wicked!"

Not far away, a farmer with a cow heard cursing from behind, and quickly quickened his pace.

"Here we come, here we come." Xu Dayong was awakened by the knock on the door, and hurriedly put on his clothes and came out to open the door.Seeing that it was Zhao Xin, just as he was about to speak, a strong smell almost suffocated him to death.

"Old. Vomit! What's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xin glared at him angrily, took off two cloth shoes covered with fresh cow dung and threw them outside the door, and whispered to Xu Dayong, "Where is the well? Take me there."

Liu Siting slept well that night, but was awakened by the sound of birds singing in the yard outside the house at dawn.She got dressed, took the toiletries, and was about to brush her teeth.

When I walked to the yard where the well was located, I saw a puddle of water on the ground and an indescribable smell in the air.Xu Dayong was drawing water from the well, washing the ground.

"Why is it so smelly?" Liu Siting asked Xu Dayong.

"Ah! I don't know. It might be that the hut next door is overflowing. I heard the neighbor shouting just now." Xu Dayong hurriedly shouted haha ​​when he thought of Zhao Xin's vicious exhortation just now.

"The sanitation of this ancient times is terrible! This is still Yangzhou. I won't come again next time. Hey, where are you rushing so early in the morning?"

"Ah! Oh, I came to fetch water in the morning and saw bird droppings on the ground. I was afraid that you gentlemen would accidentally step on it. Doctor Liu, the ground is slippery. Go back to your room. I'll bring you the water in a while."

"Okay. Thank you very much. I don't know when the breakfast will be delivered. I'm a little hungry."

Muttering to herself, Liu Siting turned around and just walked out of the courtyard when she bumped into Zhao Xin head-on. "I said you got up early enough."

"Hey, I woke up when I heard the birds chirping. Have you finished washing? Huh? Why is there a bad smell?" Zhao Xin asked, covering his nose.

"That's what I said. Da Yong said that the hut next door might be broken."

"That's right. That's not good in ancient times." Zhao Xin said with a smile, and turned his head to Xu Dayong, who was fetching water, and said, "Dayong has worked hard!"

"Ah!" Xu Dayong trembled all over, and the wooden barrel in his hand almost fell into the well. "No, no, it's not hard."

Liu Siting took a look at Zhao Xin, saw that he was wearing a round neck shirt and a pair of jeans, and asked strangely, "Why don't you wear a long shirt?"

"Oh. Forget it, look at my memory. I'll change it later."

When Liu Siting walked away, Zhao Xin took a look at Xu Dayong, then turned and went to the concierge.He asked Pan Xiucheng who woke up to find three incense sticks and an incense burner from the house, lit them, plugged them in, and put them in the "Fu Temple" on the wall.

While bowing to the Fu Temple, Zhao Xin thought to himself, probably because he didn't offer incense to the God of Land yesterday, so he got tricked this morning.

Lu Shoushan went to the morning market outside early in the morning to buy three kinds of fruit. In the morning, everyone wanted to pay homage to the souls of the Dongtai Literary Prison.

The breakfast was brought by Guisheng, a servant of the Shen family.Not long after everyone had breakfast, Shen Jingdan and Lao Huang arrived; Ah Si who followed was carrying a big bag full of coins.

Without saying a few words, everyone went to Sanjin's courtyard in the west wing together.According to Shen Jingdan, this courtyard was originally used to house Buddhist halls, and it is appropriate to hold sacrifices here.

Lu Shoushan and Pan Xiucheng arranged the prepared fragrant flowers and candles, and placed a pig's head, a grass carp, a sheep's head and two plates of fruits in front of the spiritual tablet.In the Qing Dynasty, cattle could not be killed casually, so the common people used fish instead.

The spiritual seat was carved with wood by Mount Lu Shou on a sand boat.This thing has to be disposed of after use, and no evidence can be left behind.The heads of the Cai family, father and son and housekeeper Tong Zhilin were placed between the three animals and the spirit tablet.

Director Liu didn't like this kind of bloody ancient ceremony very much, so she refused to participate.But the other men couldn't avoid it, so they had to follow along.

It is said that since it is to pay homage, it is necessary to write a sacrificial text.However, as ancient people, Shen Jingdan and Lao Huang's writing skills are not high.Shen Jingdan mentioned this matter on the boat, but it also showed that he was really powerless to ask him to write the sacrificial oration.

This matter can't go out and find someone to write it for you, who dares to write a sacrificial oration for the imperial court traitor!
There was no other way, so Zhao Xin had no choice but to drive the ducks to the shelves and do it himself.Fortunately, he had read "Takioka Qian Biao", which is known as one of the three ancient Chinese sacrificial texts, and still remembered some; so imitating Ouyang Xiu's tone, he wrote an article like a cat drawing a tiger.After Shen Jingdan saw it, he was still amazed, and said that he didn't expect Zhao Xin to do this.

"Woohoo! Only the family of Mr. Xu's Biliange in Dongtai Biancha has been massacred because of the Manchu Qing literary inquisition. It has been six years since his servants Lu Shoushan and Pan Xiucheng began to pay homage to Yangzhou. If you dare not delay, you will have to wait.

The Xu family is unfortunate, and they are neighbors with the villain of the Cai family."

Zhao Xin's sacrificial text is basically a copy of Ouyang Xiu's "Long Gangqian Biao", making Xu Shukui's high-spirited and honest, and the Manchu and Cai family's despicable.

Liu Sheng and other modern people have never been in contact with this kind of thing. Hearing Zhao Xin standing aside and chanting, he was at a loss.Shen Jingdan couldn't help nodding his head in approval, and Lao Huang also looked confused.Lu Shoushan and Pan Xiucheng knelt before the coffin, sobbing deeply.

Just listen to Zhao Xin's last recitation: "Woohoo! There is no punishment for evil, and it is normal to be slow sometimes. However, the Xu family and the Shen family in Dongtai have been wronged for six years. Although it is not possible to bow to them, it is enough Seeing it in future generations, you will get snow in the end. Now I offer the heads of these three thieves, and may the spirit in heaven protect their descendants."

After Zhao Xin finished reading, he burned the sacrificial text in the brazier under the table.Unexpectedly, as soon as the sacrificial rites were burned, the outside of the house suddenly became cloudy, and there was a faint rumbling thunder in the sky.After a while, it rained cats and dogs.

Seeing the scene outside the house, everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.Liu Sheng and others thought that such a thing as traveling to the eighteenth century had happened, and it was not new to have something strange.

Lao Huang murmured: "My mother! I really feel it!" After speaking, he hurriedly bowed to the memorial tablet.

Lu Shoushan and Pan Xiucheng wept loudly at this moment, kowtowed to the spiritual tablet after kneeling on the ground, and kowtowed to Zhao Xin again and again.

Shen Jingdan's face was full of tears at this time, he saluted Zhao Xinshen, got up and said: "Shen Zhengtong from Yangzhou is on behalf of the Shen family in Dongtai, thank you Mr. Zhao for the sacrifice. I think my brother Shen's family can rest in peace in the spirit of heaven."

The heavy rain stopped for a while, and soon the sun was shining again.Back to sit down in the front hall of the main room, everyone looked at Zhao Xin still strangely.

"Why are you all looking at me?!" Zhao Xin was very uncomfortable being looked at by everyone.Just kidding, a plagiarized sacrificial text can also trigger a connection between heaven and man, isn't that nonsense!

Because Shen Jingdan was going to book a boat and banquet for the evening, and Lao Huang was going to check his family's shop in the city, the two left first and made an appointment to pick them up at Youzheng in the afternoon.Before leaving, he asked his servants Ah Si and Gui Sheng to accompany Zhao Xin and the others. If he went out, he would take them with him, so that he could take care of him.

Zhao Xin opened the sack containing the money, and saw that the copper coins inside were threaded on strings.He picked up a string and counted, each string was one hundred coins.So he took out a dozen strings of coins from it and handed them to Liu Sheng and others.But when he himself took a bunch of clothes and wanted to put them in his clothes, he realized that he was wearing modern clothes; the gown, trousers and cloth shoes stained with cow dung in the morning were all taken away by Xu Dayong and thrown away.

Seeing Zhao Xin stupefied, Gui Sheng who was standing beside him suddenly said, "Master Zhao, you should have a purse with you when you go out."

"Oh? How do you say that?"

"Master Noble, how can he carry so much money with him when he goes out? He usually asks his servants to take it. Usually, he just puts some coins and scraps of silver in his purse."

Zhao Xin said: "Yes. It makes sense. But I came in a hurry and didn't bring a purse."

Guisheng said: "It's okay, go east, past Tianning Temple, there are shops along the road."

Liu Sheng on the side said: "Why bother, young man, can you help me buy one?"

Guisheng said with a troubled look on his face, "I just don't know what style Mr. Zhao likes."

Zhao Xin said: "It doesn't matter. How much does a purse cost?"

Guisheng clasped his hands and said, "It depends on the place of origin and the workmanship. Suzhou embroidery is more expensive, but the style is better. It ranges from a dozen taels to a hundred dollars."

"Well. In this case, let's buy a full set. Help me buy a bamboo cloth gown, a pair of trousers, a mandarin jacket, cloth shoes, and a hat. Don't be too fancy."

After finishing speaking, Bie took two pieces of broken silver the size of his thumb from Liu Sheng, handed them to Guisheng, and asked, "Are these enough?"

After Guisheng took it, he made another accusation, looked up and down Zhao Xin's height and foot size, and quickly said: "It's enough, there's a lot left."

"Okay, the rest of the money after the purchase is yours."

Gui Sheng jumped up and down excitedly, bowed and saluted, and went out.After nearly an hour, Guisheng came back with the newly bought clothes, shoes and hats.Zhao Xin tried it on, and the long gown and mandarin jacket fit well with the trousers, but the shoes were a bit too big, but they could still be worn.Guisheng noticed it, and quickly took it back, saying that he would go to the shoe store to change it right away.

So it was almost noon, and Zhao Xin's clothes, shoes and hats were ready.The purse that Guisheng bought was also very plain in appearance, without those dazzling embroidery, just a few orchids embroidered with white silk thread on the royal blue satin.

Because people like Zhao Xin, except Wu Siyu, all spoke with a northern accent, so Ah Si ordered a table of Chinese banquets from the shopping street on the other side of the Tianning Temple River. This meal opened the eyes of Zhao Xin and others.

Is there any Manchu banquet in history?The answer is no.According to the records of the "Great Qing Huidian", the palace banquets undertaken by Guanglu Temple only include Manchu and Hanxi, and there is no such thing as a combined Manchuhan Banquet.As for the jerry-building and shoddy workmanship used in the cooking of Guanglu Temple, it has become a joke of the government and the public (the tea soup of Guanglu Temple, one of the top ten ridiculous ones in the capital.)
However, in history, Yangzhou had Manchu banquets, which belonged to official dishes.Many dishes on the menu belong to Huaiyang cuisine.Therefore, some later generations suspected that Yangzhou chefs tasted Huaiyang cuisine when Kangxi and Qianlong went to the south of the Yangtze River. They were greatly appreciated, and they called these dishes that brought together delicacies from all over the world and the north to the mountains and seas to be called Manhan Xi.

There are ten No. [-] Wugui bowls, ten No. [-] Wugui bowls, ten thin white soup bowls, twenty hairy blood dishes, twenty foreign dishes, twenty hot dishes and twenty small dishes. There are ten pieces of dried fruit on the table, and ten pieces of fresh fruit on the table.

Most people would not be able to eat so many dishes in one meal even if they were beaten to death.Therefore, merchants on Yangzhou Maimai Street launched Xiaoman Hanxi, which is suitable for small-scale gatherings.

Especially at this time just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the crabs are fat, and the shark fin and crab soup for each person is very enjoyable for everyone present; the Xishi milk made from puffer fish is also smooth and delicious; Knife skills; as for bird's nest chicken soup, sea cucumber stewed pork tendon, fresh razor radish soup, abalone stewed pearls, etc. are also praised by everyone.

However, the stewed bear's paw with crucian carp tongue, which is labor-intensive and expensive, is rarely cared for, mainly because the bear's paw is like eating fat in the mouth, and it sticks to the mouth.Lu Shoushan and Pan Xiucheng have been with Zhao Xin these days, and their stomachs have long been full of oil and water, so they have little interest after taking a sip.Xu Dayong saw that everyone took a sip and stopped eating, and felt strange, this bear paw is a good thing, why don't they eat it?So he put two big spoonfuls into his own bowl, and slammed it on the dry rice.

"It's all yours." Seeing that Xu Dayong liked eating this, Zhao Xin quickly got up and put the plate in front of him.

So, when the meal was about to end, Xu Dayong, who had eaten too much bear paws, had his mouth covered in bear paw jelly, and almost suffocated to death.After all the people were busy, they applied hot towels to him for a long time before it melted away.

(End of this chapter)