This was still the case during the Han Dynasty. Few people eat wheat as the main food, and only in the years of famine will it be remembered.

During my period, which was the Three Kingdoms period in the later generations, due to years of turmoil, wheat became much more widespread, but corn was still our staple food. With the emergence of water mills, people's development and consumption of wheat gradually became popular.

Food made of wheat in the Tang Dynasty has become popular, but it is still not the mainstream. Corn is the staple food that we northerners eat, rice in the south and millet in the north! I don’t know how many years have passed~ As a Chinese, you even know wheat millet.

It’s really a shame to our ancestors if we can’t tell the difference!”

Yan Zheng's face turned pale and red when Guan Bao said it. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack to get in. It was not that Guan Bao said so unbearable, he could still distinguish between corn and wheat, but modern thinking was preconceived.

When I saw a large area of ​​farmland, I thought of wheat. Now the grain crops grown on a large scale in the north are wheat, and corn is a rare thing. But I ignored that it was in the Tang Dynasty and that it was not a real society, and that corn was still the mainstream food in this era.

Sometimes food is like a cycle of reincarnation, and it suddenly becomes "red" one day.

After a big mistake, Yan Zheng didn't dare to talk much. In front of Guan Bao, the "ancestor" who had too many unknown young people, Yan Zheng felt that he would show off his historical knowledge less.

He is just a tracer of his future generations, while Guan Bao is a bystander and experience of history. Talking about history in front of the parties is like showing off his skills in front of Lu Ban, which makes people laugh.

There was nothing to say along the way, and the boat quickly floated to Kaiyuan Gate.

Like the same city gates I saw along the way, it was empty and uninhabited, let alone people, not to mention that they could not even see a ghost!

After jumping ashore, Yan Zheng noticed a detail on the city gate. The gates I just saw were all closed, but there was a gap in the city gate of Kaiyuan Gate. From a distance, it could probably allow one person to pass through.

Stepping onto the land again, Guan Bao and others became much more cautious. When they were about to reach the city gate, Guan Bao suddenly spoke and reminded: "Everyone is careful. I haven't seen a single creature along the way. We are not

An ordinary person even felt a ghost. This was not normal at all. I'm afraid there would be an ambush inside!"

Xiaobai held the banner in his hand tightly, Xiaohei raised his scythe and Huangquan, and got together. The three of them formed a font shape, obviously they were wary of their hearts.

After making full preparations, everyone turned their eyes to Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng swallowed and walked forward with a stinging bullet. He proposed to come to Kaiyuanmen, so naturally he would lead the way.

Taking out the nightmare beads, Yan Zheng walked carefully towards the half-closed city gate. Guan Bao and others followed closely behind. Looking around, he seemed to dare not relax. He walked to the city gate with fear. There was no danger along the way.

Yan Zheng stretched out his fingertips to touch the mottled city wall. The dark blue gray told the prosperity of the past and the desolation of the present.

It seemed as if a missed ray of sunlight passed through the heavy shadow under the city gate and shot into Yan Zheng's heart. For a moment, the cicadas roared vigorously and the water condemned them. The beginning and end of the story went even more and more graceful.

Dreaming of returning to Chang'an!

How many people’s dreams and thoughts have been realized by him today, so why don’t he be excited?

Putting aside the monsters and monsters in Penglai, Yan Zheng is grateful to the Lord of Penglai, at least the Lord of Penglai fulfilled his dream!

Following his steps, his hands gently slashed through the uneven city wall, and walked to the gap at the gate. Yan Zheng tilted his head and looked into the city gate. A huge dead fish head suddenly came into his eyes.

Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, exhaled in a short and convulsive breath, and stood up as if he had roots. He was about to scream, but was covered by the other party.

"What are you going to do? I want to attract all the demons in the city! I, Sanmu! I have seen them so many times, what are you afraid of!"

At this time, Guan Bao and others, who were several feet away behind Yan Zheng, also heard the movement and rushed over with great momentum. Yan Zheng's big horror eyes remained in his horrified eyes.

He quickly shook his head at several people, spread Sanmu's webbing, took a breath, and said quickly: "Don't do it! My own, this is my inner supporter in Penglaili, and I am here to pick us up!"

The bodies of several people froze together, astonished as if five lightning strikes the top of the head. Xiao Hei and Xiaobai's big mouth was astonished as if they were about to grind their chin to the ground.

Guan Bao also looked shocked and dull on his face.

Huangquan and the other three couldn't see their expressions because of their clothes, but it was not difficult to guess from their stiff bodies that the shock in their hearts at this moment was no less than Guan Bao.

After a few blink of an eye, Guan Bao came out of the shock and said quietly: "Is this your confident trump card?"

Yan Zheng nodded. Before he could speak to Guan Bao and others to explain the origin of Sanmu, he heard Sanmu lower his voice and urge him, "Stop talking nonsense, come with me first, things have changed, and I'm waiting for me."

Let’s talk about the territory!”

After saying this, Sanmu's body disappeared behind the city gate. Yan Zheng hurriedly chased after him. Guan Bao and others had no time to hesitate, so they quickly followed Yan Zheng's footsteps.

After entering the city gate, Yan Zheng was stunned by the scenery in front of him. What caught his eye was a 100-meter-wide avenue, which looked down on the pavement made of slabs, which was clean and tidy, magnificent and wide.

There is no imagined tavern shop along the street, there is only a tall wall that blocks the vision tightly!

Yan Zheng made two steps to catch up with Sanmu, and walked side by side with Sanmu. He asked in wonder: "Is this Chang'an? Why did I think it is different? What about Hu Si, brothels, hotels, shops?

Why are there high walls around you? You can’t see the fart! There are not prisons around you, right!”

While rushing to the road, Sanmu explained to Yanzheng impatiently: "What a prison! These are yards! Everyone lives in it, um~ what can you imagine these residential areas? Oh, right,

Fang is equivalent to your current closed community. At night, it will not let you enter and exit. From the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty, it basically appears in the form of Fang in the capital, dividing residential areas into one after another.

The units are surrounded by high walls for easy management. After all, there were about six million people in Chang'an at that time. This was in ancient times, not in modern times. It was a terrible thing for six or seven million people to gather together! Any small problem will be infinite.

Amplification, ultimately triggering a group effect, and segmenting the population management was the most effective method at that time.

If you look at it from the map, the entire Chang'an City is divided into pieces, just like a chessboard, each piece is a yard, and the food, drink, defecation and sensation are all available. The things you mentioned can only be included in the yard

See.
Chapter completed!