Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

Chapter 232 How did you make the meat sauce like this?

"Let's go to the river tomorrow." Wang Mang didn't expect that Jiang Taigong was so obsessed with fishing.

The next morning, Jiang Taigong took his bamboo pole and a small stool and went out. The river was not far from the villa, so Su Jiahe did not drive and walked with Jiang Taigong.

"Why is the river water so dark?" Jiang Taigong stood on the bridge, looked down, and frowned slightly.

"There is a lot of pollution now, and the water in the city is not very clean. How about I take you to the suburbs? There is a lake there that is quite clear." Wang Mang said.

"No need, it's nice here too."

Jiang Taigong came under the bridge, found a relatively flat place, sat on a stool, and threw the fishing line on the bamboo pole into the water.

"You still use this to fish? Would you like to try my fishing rod?" Wang Mang handed over his fishing rod.

"No, I'm used to this bamboo pole."

"So how many fish have you caught in total?"

"I didn't catch any. Yesterday, Brother Wang threw some food into the water and attracted a big fish. I took advantage of your kindness and caught one by accident."

Wang Mang: ...

"Jiang Taigong, what are you doing sitting by the water, exposed to the wind and sun?"

"Of course not for the fish," Jiang Taigong waved his hand. "Only when I fish alone can I calm down and think things through."

"Oh, I understand. You go fishing to give yourself some time alone." Wang Mang suddenly realized.

Jiang Taigong didn't say anything, but just looked at the river quietly.

"Jiang Taigong, are you thirsty?" Su Jiahe bought three cups of milk tea nearby.

"I'm thirsty, thank you, Miss Su." Jiang Taigong took the milk tea, took a sip, and was immediately surprised.

"What is this? It's probably just like nectar and dew."

After a while, Jiang Taigong finished a cup of milk tea.

"Brother Wang, would you like some milk tea?" Su Jiahe handed another cup of milk tea to Wang Mang.

"No, no," Wang Mang shook his head. "Why haven't any fish taken the bait yet? How about I buy some more bait to make a nest?"

"Forget it. This river is so polluted, there probably aren't any fish in it." Su Jiahe said in a low voice.

"Ah, I remember when I was a kid, the river in the village was very clean. You could easily catch a few fish and even loaches."

As he spoke, Wang Mang's fishing float suddenly moved.

"Hey, I've taken the bait!"

Wang Mang immediately reeled in the fishing line and saw a black object slowly emerging from the water.

"No, why is it a garbage bag?"

"Brother Wang, don't be angry. I'll help you throw away the garbage. You can fish slowly. Maybe the next one you catch will be a fish." Su Jiahe pursed her lips and tried her best to hold back her laughter.

"Let's see what's inside. Maybe there's a treasure."

As Wang Mang spoke, he took the garbage bag off the fish hook and untied it. A foul smell immediately hit him in the face.

"Brother Wang, what is this thing? Throw it away quickly." The calm Jiang Taigong could not sit still anymore. He kept fanning with his hands to drive away the stench in the air.

"Oh my god, this is so disgusting. Why is there so much garbage in it?" Wang Mang threw the garbage bag away, quickly took out a tissue and wiped his hands.

"Of course there's trash in the trash bag." Su Jiahe put on a mask and threw the trash bag into a nearby trash can. "Forget it, I'm not fishing anymore. You can catch anything but fish." Wang Mang angrily put away his fishing rod.

"I don't want to fish anymore, Miss Su, Brother Wang, please take me to visit the afterlife." Jiang Taigong slowly stood up.

"Okay, Jiang Taigong, where do you want to go shopping?" Su Jiahe asked.

"It's up to you, the streets, the mountains, the countryside."

Su Jiahe drove and brought Jiang Taigong and Wang Mang to the city center.

"Jiang Taigong, this is the modern downtown street scene."

"What's the point of staying in the car? Let's go shopping in the store. Let me tell you, there are many products here that you have never seen before." Wang Mang asked Su Jiahe to stop the car, pushed open the door, and pulled Jiang Taigong down.

There is a row of shops on the roadside. Although they are all ordinary snack bars, clothing stores, coffee shops, and department stores, Jiang Taigong finds everything new.

"I've discovered that the life of an ordinary citizen in later times is better than that of the Shang king. They eat a variety of food, wear light and warm clothes, can bathe every day, can read at will, can... In short, it's like the life of a god."

"Jiang Taigong, you see, it's not as interesting to just go out for a walk as it is to go fishing. You can go back and fish, but when you go back, you won't be able to see these things anymore." Wang Mang said from the side.

"In fact, while I was fishing today, I was thinking about one thing. I wonder if I can bring back things from the afterlife so that the people of Xiqi can also become immortals."

"No problem, I'll go buy some items in the next few days and send them back to you when you return." Su Jiahe nodded.

"Really? Thank you, Miss Su." Jiang Taigong immediately showed a look of surprise.

The three of them went out for a whole day and returned home in the evening. They saw Daji wearing an apron and carrying a plate out of the kitchen.

"Daji, what did you cook today?" Su Jiahe suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Yes, I was afraid that Jiang Taigong would not be used to the food here, so I specially prepared the food of the Shang Dynasty. Jiang Taigong, please come and try it."

Wang Mang looked at the table and saw a dark-colored, unidentified object on the plate, emitting a strange smell.

"what is this?"

"I know," Jiang Taigong said, "this is called 醢, which is meat sauce. But I found that no one eats it anymore."

"Meat sauce? Daji, how did you make the meat sauce like this?" Wang Mang looked at the things on the plate curiously.

"First, chop the meat into small pieces and cook it in a pot like porridge. Then add salt and vinegar. That's it."

"Okay...okay, Jiang Taigong, do you like this?" Wang Mang looked at Jiang Taigong with a complicated expression.

"In our area, minced meat is only enjoyed by the nobility. I can't bear to eat it often. Thank you, Miss Daji."

As Jiang Taigong spoke, he sat down at the table, picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of meat sauce, and was about to put it into his mouth when he suddenly stopped.

"Jiang Taigong, what's wrong? Does the food I cooked taste wrong?" Daji asked immediately.

"No, no, this is how minced meat is." Jiang Taigong put down the spoon, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Forget it, forget it. Don't eat it." Wang Mang snatched the meat sauce from Jiang Taigong. "I guess Jiang Taigong has been eating delicacies from later generations these past few days and can't eat the dark cuisine of your Shang Dynasty anymore."

"Actually, it's okay..."

In fact, what Wang Mang said was right. Jiang Taigong had just eaten noodles with meat sauce at noon. Looking back at the meat sauce of the Shang Dynasty, he felt that it was tasteless and extremely crude. He just didn't say it because he was afraid that Daji would be unhappy.

"Daji, please take the meat sauce away quickly. There are so many delicious foods now, why eat the food of the Shang Dynasty? Jiang Taigong, how about I treat you to some pizza, or a family bucket of fried chicken?" Su Jiahe said, taking out his mobile phone and starting to order takeout.

"Okay." Daji took the meat sauce away and poured it into Tangqiu's plate.

Sugar Ball ran over, sniffed it, and immediately ran to the side, digging at the ground with his claws.