After entering the school, you will basically stay in the school all day long. The school does not include meals. You study for four or five hours a day. If you don't eat extra, you won't be able to sustain it at all.
Ordinary people in the Qin Dynasty had two meals a day.
That is, yong and sun, also known as morning food and evening food.
During the Qin Dynasty, due to low grain output, all Guizhou capitals cut back on food and clothing, and in order to devote more time to work, two meals a day were introduced.
Work when the sun rises and rest when the sun sets.
Get up when the rooster crows, go to the fields to cultivate, wait until Sishi (9 o'clock), go home for the morning meal, take a short rest, continue to return to the fields, work all the time, wait until the day reaches the Valley of Sorrow, and go home for the evening meal at Shenshi (4 o'clock)
, and then prepare to rest.
Therefore there is such a saying among the people.
No one can see the shop!
This means that apart from meeting each other during morning and evening meals, neighbors rarely see each other at other times.
If you see them at other times, it means that the other person must be lazy.
At this time, there was no saying about eating well in the morning and eating less at night. In this era of scarce food and material scarcity, it was not easy to make a fire to cook.
In order to save time and firewood, breakfast in Guizhou is basically freshly cooked, while dinner is generally hot leftovers from the morning.
This can also be seen from the literal meanings of 锔 and 駧.
"Shuowen·Xinfu" states: '饔 means (cooked) food.', '駧为馦 means after eating.'
Of course this is just folk Guizhou.
If they are upper-class scholars or nobles, they do not follow the two meals a day. They eat three, four, or even multiple meals a day.
Qin Luoheng has the habit of eating three meals a day.
Naturally, it is not in this category.
However, there were not many types of food during this period, and only two or three kinds of dry food could be made.
That is 糇 (hou), 粕 and 糗.
Zhi is made by exposing steamed rice to dry food.
Zou and 糗 are made by crushing the grains with the skin (bran) into dregs and rice noodles, and then frying them, which are equivalent to the fried noodles and fried rice in later generations respectively.
When eating, grab a handful and serve them under cold water.
These three kinds of dry food are all used to fill the stomach, but the taste is really not flattering.
Qin Luoheng will naturally not wrong himself.
He is going to make rice dumplings.
As the fire in the stove continues to rise, the simmered rice in the pot gradually burns into a layer of rice grains that stick to the pot, becomes golden in color, and a fragrant aroma comes out of the pot.
See the situation.
He also hurriedly waved the spatula, turning the white rice grains inside to the body of the pot and compacting it. Although he had a surplus of grain, he was not extravagant enough to waste several handfuls of rice just to make a little rice crust. He wanted to make all of this rice into rice crust.
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As time goes by, the aroma of rice in the kitchen becomes stronger and stronger, and even comes out of the window.
While Qin Luoheng was busy flipping the spatula, Bo Shu, who had woken up at some point, was already standing at the door of the kitchen, staring at the pot with blinking eyes. She even sniffed secretly when no one was paying attention.
The aroma fills the house.
After taking out the rice dumplings, Qin Luoheng looked at Bo Shu.
He opened his mouth and said:
"you're awake?"
"You haven't fully recovered yet. I just made you some clear porridge. You can eat it with the pickles on the table later. You should be able to make a fire, right? At noon, if you are hungry, you can put the clear porridge in the pot by yourself.
Eat as soon as the porridge is hot."
Bo Shu quickly saluted.
"Thank you, sir."
"The little girl once worked as a cook and also learned how to make fire."
"It's just that the young master wants to go out?"
Qin Luoheng shook his head.
"It doesn't count."
"Just going to school."
"The classes in the classroom are heavy and you can't be distracted, so you need to take care of yourself at noon."
"Besides, if you want to leave, remember to inform me and I will take you out. Don't leave without permission, otherwise you will be caught by soldiers outside and I will not save you."
Bo Shu was stunned.
She didn't react for a moment.
Why would I be arrested if I went out? And what is this? Why are there soldiers outside? What is the situation?
Bo Shu was confused.
See the situation.
Qin Luoheng explained:
"We are in Lishan Forbidden Garden."
"I have the credentials to enter and leave the Forbidden Garden, but you don't. If you don't want to be caught and tortured, just rest peacefully at home. When you feel better, I will take you away from the alley."
Finished.
Qin Luoheng ignored Bo Shu.
He kept a few pieces of the rice cooker on his body, filled a wooden tube with some dipping sauce, looked at the sky, and walked quickly down the mountain.
There was only Bo Shu left in the room.
Bo Shu stood in the kitchen, her whole body was in a mess.
She was a little confused about the situation.
As far as she knew, the only people who could enter the Forbidden Garden and possess debate papers were officials of the Qin Dynasty, but Qin Luoheng said that he still wanted to go to school.
That means he is not an official yet?
How did you get the debate ticket?
Again.
Since he had the argument, why did he take the alley? There was no need for him to know the alley. If he were to take the alley and be discovered by the patrolling attendants, wouldn't he be asking for trouble?
Moreover, Lishan Mountain is a forbidden area.
What is the situation in his residence?
Bo Shu was confused for a moment.
She couldn't understand.
I can't figure it out at all.
She felt that there was a mist around Qin Luoheng, which made it difficult to see clearly and even made her feel at a loss.
Gu Gu Gu Gu...
Obviously salt and sugar water is not very satisfying.
Bo Shu's cheeks turned red and she didn't think much more about it.
She went to get a bowl, filled herself a bowl of porridge, and when she turned to leave the kitchen, she walked back out of nowhere.
Looking at the remaining golden rice cakes in the pot, she couldn't help it after all. She stretched out her soft skin to pick up the scattered rice cake crumbs, and then put them in her mouth.
Crisp and fragrant!
...
the other side.
Qin Luoheng arrived at the school early.
Then, under the leadership of a military official, the admission procedures were completed.
Officially became a Shizi.
The time has not come yet.
Ling Shi and other historians who are teaching have not arrived yet.
After the commander finished logging in Qin Luoheng's information, he took him to a classroom, pointed to a table in the back row, and fixed his position for him.
In the classroom.
Qin Luoheng felt a familiar yet unfamiliar sense of time and space confusion.
He sat on the ground.
On the desk in front of me are stationery for class.
All are provided by the school.
The most conspicuous thing is a blank bamboo slip.
In the school, it is called Xizi Jian.
In the Qin Dynasty, when there was no paper, bamboo slips were actually a very luxurious item. If it were not provided by the imperial court, most historians in the school could not afford to use them, so they could only practice writing on leaves or stones.
Beside the bamboo slip is a pen.
The writing brush was not invented by Meng Tian.
The writing brush appeared as early as the Warring States Period. Meng Tian only improved the writing brush. He improved the rabbit hair brush during the Warring States Period into a sheep hair brush, which was more convenient for writing.
Next to it is ‘ink’.
The ink at this time was different from that of later generations. It was a pure natural mineral pigment and would not melt when dipped in water. If you wanted to use it, you had to put it on an 'inkstone' and grind it hard with a grinding stone.
This is a physical job.
The last piece of stationery is a knife.
It’s called ‘Sharp Knife’ or ‘Book Knife’.
This is the person who hangs up the wrong words when writing them. Its importance is no less than the writing brush, so the civil officials at this time were also called "sword and pen officials".
Before other historians arrived, Qin Luoheng picked up the grinding stone and started grinding it.
Not long after.
Other Shi Zilu arrived one after another.
Everyone sat quietly beside their respective cases, waiting for Ling Shi to arrive to teach.
Si time.
A civil servant in his early thirties, with dark hair and a crown, wearing narrow sleeves and dark clothes, arrived.
He is the one who teaches.
Seeing Ling Shi's arrival, everyone stood up quickly and said politely: "Master Shi has seen Ling Shi."
Ling Shi's face was cold, he held the bamboo slips with one hand and touched the beard on his lips with the other, but did not respond.
His eyes wandered back and forth in the room. After confirming that the number of people was correct, he turned around indifferently, picked up a pen, and wrote a word on the wooden board in front of him.