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Chapter 5 No Seasoning

Come to the river again.

At this time, the sunset was gone, the rivers were gurgling, the mountains, rivers and fields were slowly covered with a layer of mist, and smoke began to rise from the huts far and near at the foot of the mountain. There was no figure around, and there was only a few children's laughter and crying and the shouts of adults.

The day is about to end, and the world is slowly returning to silence. In the extremely distant mountains, there seem to be a roar of jackals, tigers and leopards, which makes people feel cold in their hearts, as if reminding Chen Xu that this was an extremely barbaric and primitive era of living in two thousand years ago.

Bolt the fish basket with a slender and tough green vine, then lift the lid of the fish basket to a gap of about ten centimeters and fix it randomly with the green vine, then throw a stone weighing about one pound inward, and choose a return water bay with relatively gentle water flow and throw it into the river.

Watching the fish basket slowly sinking into the bottom of the water, Chen Xu tied the green vine in his hand to a small tree on the river bank and patted his hands and turned around and left.

If you use this indescribable method to fish, you can only leave it to fate and luck.

On the way home, Chen Xu walked along the ditches to the foot of the mountain. He squatted down from time to time along the way and pulled up a few wild garlic and wild onions. Finally, he dug a few pieces of wild ginger at the foot of the mountain with a wooden stick at the foot of the mountain for a few minutes, and dug out a few pieces of wild ginger.

He saw these ingredients when he was picking herbs in the afternoon. At this time, he just took some of them back and was used to eating dishes carefully cooked by various seasonings in later generations. Then he suddenly ate the food of boiled frogs in water and was probably a little unbearable. He couldn't eat dry pot frogs, which were delicious in later generations, but it was okay to add some wild onions, wild garlic, and ginger to simply season.

After going out for half an hour, the sky became even darker at this time.

Before he could reach the gate of the yard, Chen Xu could already smell the scent of meat floating in the air, and immediately seduced him to saliva and couldn't stop coming out.

He was so hungry that Chen Xu felt countless greedy people crawling out of his bones. He was trembling when he walked. So he ran under the eaves a few steps and looked at the heavy snow-white frog meat floating in the steaming pot on the stove. He couldn't help but grab a pair of chopsticks from a bamboo tube next to him and grab one.

"Hiss, it's so fragrant!" Chen Xu couldn't help swallowing.

The little girl was not much better than him. She had been staring at the clay pot almost without blinking since the start of cooking. She was already tempted by the fragrance. She looked at Chen Xu and swallowed her saliva all the time.

Chen Xu broke off a frog leg and tasted it, and found that there was only a faint salty smell, which was not yet fully ripe.

"Brother, can you give me a taste?" The little girl was eager to see her.

"Give it to you!" Chen Xu broke off his other leg and handed it to the little girl, then threw the remaining half into the clay pot and continued to cook.

A few minutes later, Chen Xu washed the onion, garlic and ginger back and found that the little girl was still licking the frog legs in her hand bit by bit. There was no meat on it but a thin bone left, and her eyes were staring at the clay pot.

Alas ~

Chen Xu couldn't help but sigh in his heart, reached out to touch the little girl's messy hair and said, "Go and take the bowl, I'll put some ingredients and start eating!"

"Mom, mom, come out to eat meat!" The little girl jumped up excitedly and went into the house to get the bowl, and soon followed Chen Jiang with three pottery bowls.

Chen Xu had already thrown the onion, ginger and garlic in his hand into the clay pot, and a strange fragrance suddenly emanated with the steam.

The seasonings such as onion, ginger, garlic, and pepper occupies an important position in China's food culture, and were used very early, almost dated back to the time of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and at least there were written records during the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Although the Qin Empire, which has gone through the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, has reached the next unified Qin Empire today, the lowest-level farmers are still struggling in the extreme hardship of having no meals.

At the turn of spring and summer, it is the time when the wheat has not yet been harvested. The wild fruits and melons in the mountains have not yet matured. Coupled with years of war and heavy taxes, every household has almost no surplus grain. Being able to eat food every day until the summer and autumn harvest has become everyone's greatest wish.

I can’t think about eating well, it’s good to have a stuttering.

Seasoning is not a necessary thing for meals. Perhaps princes and nobles have this need for wealthy families, but for poor families who have not had the last meal, seasoning has no meaning at all, and is far less important than a little salt.

Therefore, in this era, ordinary families generally do not deliberately plant onions, ginger and garlic. Occasionally, they will go to the mountains and fields to pick some seasonings.

For the Chen Jiang family, who had not been able to eat meat for several years, there was no need. Chen Jiang family raised two children alone and planted more than 20 acres of crops on the river beach. They had no extra thoughts to take care of these things that were meaningless to survival.

But for Chen Xu, the seasoning is almost the same as his life. What is the difference between eating dishes without seasoning and chewing wax?

Especially for the meat, there is no seasoning such as onion, ginger, garlic, pepper, and soy sauce, and there is no desire to eat dragon meat.

In the light of the fire, the three of them sat around the stove and ate the fragrant and hot frog meat.

The little girl's head has never been lifted from the bowl since the beginning, and she ate like a pig.

Chen Xu was already so hungry that he could not hold on. Except for the first time, he couldn't help but bury his head and feast.

Although the taste is average, there is no need to be too picky for those who have reached the extreme of hunger.

As a mother, Chen Jiang naturally ate very fine and slow. Looking at her two children who were lying on their heads, their eyes slowly turned red and tears rolled down their cheeks.

She was only 32 years old, but she was poor and hard-working all year round, with dark and rough skin on the wind and sun, and there were already many crow's feet at the corners of her eyes. She looked similar to middle-aged women in her forties or fifties. Poverty was second. Since her husband joined the army and never returned, the burden of the whole family was all over her head. Her parents passed away one after another, and she also had a pair of hungry children. A woman who was supposed to be in her prime in the future has been forced to the verge of collapse at any time.

Especially three days ago when her son fell from a tree and fell to death, she almost fainted like a bolt from the blue.

Fortunately, my son woke up and seemed to be fine. Especially after waking up, he seemed to have suddenly become a different person.

Chen Jiang felt a window that was opened again in his life and saw a trace of light.
Chapter completed!
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