The Chinese New Year in the Tang Dynasty was not called "New Year" but "New Year's Day".
This New Year's Day is not the so-called Gregorian calendar. The date of the New Year has not changed, it is still the first day of the first lunar month. The meaning of the word "New Year's Day" is the initial day, the first day of the year. This word was first seen in "Book of Jin".
There are still a few days before New Year's Day, and the village is getting more and more noisy.
The children were playing around happily, and they also knew that these days of the year were usually the time when the family was the richest and the elders were the most generous.
Although "luxury" in their eyes is just preparing more dried fruits and snacks for their children, if there is a good harvest, the whole family might even have new clothes.
Qiao'er has also been playing like crazy these days. When she wakes up every day, she runs out of the house and doesn't come back until it's almost dark.
Li Qinzai doesn't need to worry about eating at all. The little guy now has a very high prestige in Zhuangzi, and he can already eat hundreds of meals everywhere with a shy face.
Of course, having learned the lesson from the last time he was in danger, no matter how long Qiaoer plays outside, he will always be followed by the Li family, and Li Qinzai also sternly warned him not to leave Zhuangzi.
The smell of the new year is getting stronger and stronger, but Li Qinzai sighs secretly.
It's time to return to Chang'an.
It is unreasonable not to go home to reunite with relatives during the New Year. Except for those relatives who are officials in other places, Li Qinzai is only more than a hundred miles away from Chang'an. If he does not go back during the New Year, Li Ji is likely to send troops to exterminate him.
In the past few days, Li Qinzai has been preparing local specialties from Zhuangzi to give to Li Ji and his relatives and friends after returning to Chang'an.
Suddenly I thought of Cui Jie. This woman who escaped from marriage was celebrating the New Year in Zhuangzi with only one maid to accompany her. She must be very lonely, right?
He wanted to invite Cui Jie to the British government for the New Year, but considering her status, if he brought a girl back with such arrogance, and she was a girl who ran away from his own marriage, it is hard to say whether Li Ji would create a righteous act of extermination during the Chinese New Year. massacre.
Think about it or forget it, there is an uncle in Chang'an City, he probably won't leave Cui Jie alone.
It was only in the afternoon today, and Qiao'er came back. Li Qinzai was a little surprised.
"What's going on? You came back so early today, you're a rare visitor." Li Qinzai praised.
Qiao'er looked bored, as if she had turned on the sage mode.
"There's no point in playing with them, there's no point in playing with them," Qiao'er curled her lips and said, "It's either hide-and-seek or a battle between two armies. It was a bit fun at the beginning, but it's boring to play like this every day."
Lifting her nostrils proudly, Qiao'er snorted: "You're so childish!"
His little appearance was full of disgust, and he was completely unaware that he had been having so much fun playing these childish games a few days ago, like a runaway dog that couldn't even bark back.
Li Qinzai kindly suggested, "You can take them to play marbles."
"Teach me, they play badly, even worse than aunt." Qiao'er's little expression became even more disgusted.
Li Qinzai murmured: "I suddenly have a feeling, is it because the homework assigned to you is too little? Yes, there is a thing in the world called 'winter vacation homework', and I have to work overtime tonight to get it done."
As for those dudes like Li Sujie, it’s time to give them a set of final exam questions.
No matter what the results are, the parents must sign, and a parent-teacher meeting must be held after the spring. In short, the children in the previous life had everything, and Li Qinzai would never allow the dandies to live without it.
This New Year, everyone will not be too comfortable.
Qiao'er shook his arms, unaware that the shadow of childhood was coming.
"Dad, is there anything else interesting? Or a novelty toy? It's better to play with those naive children than to play with the toys made by daddy."
Li Qinzai scratched his head: "I haven't thought of a new toy yet, so just bear with it. I'll make it for you when I come up with it one day."
"What did dad play when he was little?"
"Then there's a lot more fun. You can dig out bird's nests, turn flower ropes, take photos of foreign paintings, etc. They're all normal operations. What's even more fun is blowing up cow dung with firecrackers, tsk tsk..."
Qiao'er looked confused and said: "Dad, what are 'firecrackers'?"
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "Probably...it's something like a boom stick that we play in the Tang Dynasty."
Qiao'er nodded: "I saw Grandpa Wei playing with a boom stick yesterday. He put the boom stick into the fire. It crackled for a while and then it was gone."
Li Qinzai shook his head: "The firecrackers I'm talking about are much stronger than boom sticks. Boom sticks are at best the kidney-deficient version of firecrackers."
Qiao'er's eyes lit up: "Dad, I want to play with firecrackers! I want to fry cow dung!"
Li Qinzai shook his head decisively: "No, firecrackers are too dangerous. You are too young. What if it hurts your eyes?"
"Ask the adults to let him go. I'll just watch from a distance." Qiao'er shook his arm and acted coquettishly.
Li Qinzai thought for a while and said, "Well, you ask the question again, starting from the question about what I played when I was a child."
Qiao'er asked stupidly: "Dad, what did you play when you were a child?"
Li Qinzai said seriously: "When I was a child, I would do my homework quietly at home and swim happily in the ocean of knowledge. I never played."
Qiao'er opened her eyes wide and looked at a loss.
The father and son chatted to death.
"What about you? Don't you want to have a fun paddle in the ocean of knowledge?" Li Qinzai stared at him with burning eyes.
Qiao'er opened her mouth, and after a while, she said softly: "Dad, you have forgotten that my academic performance is much higher than that of Li Sujie and the others. Dad said that my arithmetic skills are at the level of the third grade of elementary school..."
He continued to shake his arms and act coquettishly: "Dad, would you like to make a firecracker for fun? I will make a firecracker buckwheat boy and promise to answer 100 questions."
Li Qinzai sighed. It was a bit inappropriate to call him a annoying little goblin, but now it really made sense.
"Do it!" Li Qinzai secretly hated himself for being unprincipled, especially for not knowing how to refuse his son's coquettishness.
As a first-time father, he is inexperienced after all. In a few years, when his son reaches the age where he even looks down on a dog, he will probably be able to be ruthless. If he dares to act coquettishly, he will be beaten.
Making firecrackers is a bit troublesome. Li Qinzai remembers that he needs to prepare gunpowder.
So he ordered Liu Asi to send a few people to Chang'an City to collect sulfur and saltpeter. As for charcoal, he had it at home.
Fortunately, Li Qinzai remembered that when he was reading leisure books in his previous life, he read the most scientific ratio of three raw materials.
As long as the gunpowder is prepared, firecrackers have no technical content. It is very simple to roll up the gunpowder, pull a lead around the head, and plug the yellow mud behind the buttocks.
Buqu soon returned from Chang'an City.
Sulfur and saltpeter were hard to find, so I finally bought them in a Taoist temple outside Chang'an City.
Taoist priests these days usually rely on raw materials such as sulfur and saltpeter when making elixirs. This stuff was mixed into elixirs, and the elixirs they produced actually dared to be given to the emperor. The Taoist priests were really courageous.
Countless emperors throughout the ages have died of chronic erysipelas, but the emperor's obsession with immortality has not changed for thousands of years, and they can be said to have gone forward without fear.
After preparing the three items of sulfur, saltpeter, and charcoal, Li Qinzai experimented several times to find the best ratio. After mixing them together, he added egg white and graphite powder, and crushed them into powder with a small roller. .
One day later, the gunpowder was ready.
Looking at the dark thing in front of him, Li Qinzai showed a strange smile.
Make firecrackers, stick them on the cow dung on the roadside, light them whenever a pedestrian passes by, turn around and run away with a bang...
The long-lost childhood feelings are finally coming back.
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