Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

As a typical farming civilization, the Chinese civilization's festivals are obviously related to the four seasons. The Mid-Autumn Festival is the most important autumn festival in the eyes of later generations, almost as important as the Spring Festival. However, in the Tang Dynasty, this was not the case.

There are many documents that say that the Mid-Autumn Festival started in the Tang Dynasty and flourished in the Song Dynasty. But in fact, people have not found any large-scale records describing the Mid-Autumn Festival in the history of the Tang Dynasty. They can only find some legends or stories that are suspected to be related to the origin of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Therefore, at present, it can only be said that the Mid-Autumn Festival has not become a statutory festival in the Tang Dynasty, but some primitive customs have been derived. Wait, it can't be called a national festival at all.

The well-known August 15th Mid-Autumn Festival, which is mainly about feasting, entertainment and family reunion, was actually gradually formed in the Song Dynasty. This is also completely in line with the law of historical development: the level of productivity in the Song Dynasty was significantly higher than that in the Tang Dynasty, and it was more likely to produce such wonderful cultural and entertainment activities as the Mid-Autumn Festival. The so-called material foundation determines the superstructure.

All in all, after coming to this strange Tang Dynasty, Li Xin's Mid-Autumn Festival is just his own Mid-Autumn Festival.

This kind of subtle loneliness and loneliness, if you don't experience it yourself, it is really difficult to understand what happens in it. Anyone in a situation like this probably needs someone to help them out.

Although he is not very embarrassed to admit it, Li Xin really hopes that Chen Youlan can become this person.

Alas, no matter what, even if in the end it was Li Xin's own Mid-Autumn Festival, he had to buy what he should buy. If life does not even have this sense of ritual, then it is really lifeless.

In order not to cause a commotion, Li Xin left the Palace wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes, took Zhang Ben and Chen Hu straight to the vegetable market, and soon bought large and small bags of ingredients and returned to the Palace of Chu. Of course, Zhang Ben and Chen Hu were the ones carrying things. They are dignified lords, and they still have to order their servants when they should order them around. It would be a pity to waste the tendons on Zhang Ben and Chen Hu's arms.

The next day, Chu King Li Xin also woke up very early in the morning, and drove all the other people out of the kitchen, leaving only the helper cook, who started tinkering in the kitchen.

The first thing to do is the moon cakes. When the later generations celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, whether they like it or not, they will always eat one or two moon cakes, and even if they don't eat them, they will buy a few moon cakes at home. To be honest, Li Xin didn't like sweet mooncakes that much at first, but since he was reborn, he began to miss everything in the past, including mooncakes.

This may prove to some extent that human nature just likes to be cheap. No matter what, the more you get it at your fingertips, the less you know how to cherish it, and you don’t regret it until you lose it. If you want to add a time limit to this regret, it is until the thing becomes your fingertips again.

It's really unbearable nature.

Moon cakes can usually be divided into two categories: Cantonese style and Suzhou style. Cantonese-style mooncakes are soft and dense, while Suzhou-style mooncakes are crispy and crispy. Among the two, Li Xin prefers Suzhou-style mooncakes, especially the Soviet-style fresh meat mooncakes. Therefore, he finally decided to make Soviet-style mooncakes.

Limited by the materials at hand, Li Xin didn't have many mooncake fillings to choose from, only red bean paste and lotus paste. Anyway, the production steps were not too different, so he simply did both. After a busy morning, he and the cook made a total of 100 hot mooncakes.

After leaving 30 mooncakes for his own people, Li Xin began to distribute the remaining 70 mooncakes - he couldn't eat so many mooncakes, let alone eating alone was not proper.

The emperor and empress must send it to them. Not only are they distinguished, but they are also elders whom Li Xin respects and loves very much. Just give them twenty coins. Mr. Cheng Yaojin and Mr. Qin Qiong must also be there, at least ten coins for each person. Qin Qiong's side is fine, if Cheng Yaojin knows that Li Xin has made good things but doesn't send them to his door for him to taste , I'm afraid I have to come to kick Li Xin's ass.

That kind of scene, just thinking about it, makes Li Xin feel a bit like a war between the two.

Of course, Zhongshuling Chen Yin must not forget that it is Li Xin's future husband-in-law, so let's also give ten coins, and by the way, you can ask Chen Zijin if he is at home.

For the last twenty coins, Li Xin asked Wang Gui for his opinion carefully, divided them into two parts, and sent them to Niu Jinda and Li Ji's residence. Although Li Xin didn't often go to these two people's houses, they had a very good relationship with Li Xuandao back then, so they should not be neglected. Thinking about it, if Li Xin really asked these two people's family for something, they would absolutely be obliged to help. This is the so-called friendship between gentlemen, there is no need to be grateful, it is naturally in the hearts of everyone.

For this, Li Xin was somewhat envious. His biological father, Li Xuandao, who has never been masked, is really a man full of charisma, and there are so many brothers who are willing to do anything for him. It's a pity that he passed away so early that Li Xin couldn't see his heroic appearance with his own eyes.

Will I have such a brother in the future?

Li Xin couldn't help thinking like this, the two big heads of Cheng Chumo and Qin Qiong suddenly appeared in his mind, they looked like two very unintelligent faces. Qin Qiong and Li Ji are outstanding people of the generation, but his brothers are two bastards? And he is still a guy who can be more like a pig than a pig if he is locked in a pigsty

In order to avoid being pissed off, Li Xin had no choice but to snort, not allowing himself to continue thinking.

The mooncakes were all sent out. Li Xin wasn't too worried about the others. The only thing he cared about was the box of mooncakes sent to Chen Yin's mansion.

Could Chen Youlan understand what he meant? Does she remember his invitation that day? will she come

Thinking of this, Li Xin couldn't help laughing. Although the sum of the two lifetimes is almost forty years old, but emotionally, the identity of the junior brother cannot be concealed no matter what, otherwise how could he be concerned about such a trivial matter?

However, the most beautiful part of the relationship may lie in these subtle worries about gain and loss.

Well, regardless of whether Chen Youlan can come in the end, Li Xin still has more things to prepare.

After all, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, why don't you have a table of good wine and food? Crab is essential, right? Li Xin really found a crab seller in the vegetable market yesterday. The crabs in his family are big and fat. Although they are not as good as Yangcheng Lake hairy crabs of later generations, they are considered top-notch in Datang.

Unfortunately, the price is a bit expensive.

Thus, Zhang Ben and Chen Hu were stunned to see the scene where their lord was fighting for tens of pennies with the small street vendors. Zhang Ben dared to swear to God, at that moment, he really had the urge to commit suicide with shame—God, how could there be such a prince in this world, who insisted on selling the crab because one of the crab's legs was broken by a small section? 30% off?

Chen Hu was very thankful that Li Xin was wearing coarse linen clothes when he went out. Anyway, no one would be able to see his prince's identity, so the embarrassing part would be saved.

Finally, after a marathon bargain, Li Xin finally cut off 20% of the price, and the transaction price was 920 cents. As soon as the words were finished, Li Xin frowned, and made a rounding request that was difficult to refuse: just ask, nine hundred Wen.

However, the peddler refused to agree, as if the twenty cents were all his profit, and he seemed as though he would never give in even if Li Xin put a knife on his neck.

Li Xin was very embarrassed, because he couldn't really put a knife on the peddler's neck, that would be too barbaric. In the end, he had no choice but to take a step back, and under the bewildered eyes of the peddler, he put a thousand coins in the peddler's dirty hands.

If you don't want to subtract twenty, then I have to add eighty to you. Wouldn't that be rounded up?

Li Xin, a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, nodded in satisfaction.

Zhang Ben and Chen Hu looked at each other, and they both saw a sentence from each other's eyes: Is the prince crazy?