"Silence?"

Hearing this name, Ren Hong's heart moved slightly.

He knew that Rest was in the area of ​​Iran, thousands of miles away, the largest country in the Western Regions, later called it "Pathia" and was regarded as the Second Persian Empire.

The Great Yuezhi, which occupies Central Asia in the east, there is a branch in the west, and Yancai in the north. Further west is the Mediterranean Sea, and the Roman Republic, which is called "Qián".

Ren Hong calculated the time. In Rome, Crassus, Pompeii and Caesar in the first three heads are now in their prime, and are about to emerge, ushering in their era...

In the East, the envoys from the Han Dynasty had already reached rest.

During the Taishi and Yanhe period of Emperor Wu of Han, he sent envoys to visit Anxi. When King Anxi heard that the Han Dynasty was rich and powerful, he sent 20,000 cavalry to welcome the Han envoys in the eastern border. He also sent an envoys to visit the Han Dynasty, carrying ostrich eggs and acrobatic troupes from Rome, and fire-breathing techniques as gifts to Emperor Wu of Han.

This is the beginning of friendly relations between China and Iran.

Unfortunately, after Emperor Wu of Han stopped Luntai, the Han army did not go west for 11 years. Before Fu Jiezi set out, no Han envoys crossed the Pamir Mountains. Instead, they rested in peace and longed for silk that only existed in the Han Dynasty. They often sent envoys to the Han Dynasty to buy them with a lot of money...

And Ren Hong also knew that water celery is a native species in China. It was collected and eaten in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. It was also written into the Book of Songs, such as "thinking and pleasing water, picking celery with little celery", so Confucian scholars in Shandong called themselves "the celery picker".

Dunhuang is dry and water celery is rare. It is only occasionally planted in fields close to lakes.

But when these two words are combined together, Ren Hong couldn't understand what "An Xiqin" is.

And there, Lu Jiushe had already started talking big. When he was in Dayuan, the kitchen roasted meat there would be some seeds of "Silence Celery", which had a strange smell. After sprinkling it, the original ordinary meat would immediately become the best, making people's stomachs open.

The chef Zoro puppy who roasted these lamb with his own hands was annoyed and asked dissatisfiedly: "It's no point to say it. If you want us to believe you, take it out and take it!"

"I really have it."

Lu Jiushu took out a small silk bag from his arms with great smugness and said with a smile: "I came back from Dayuan with a bag."

In that silk bag was a small bag of seeds.

Ren Hong seemed to smell a familiar smell and stopped Luo Xiaogou, who was about to get angry: "Can you show me?"

Lu Jiu's tongue niu was blown away, and it was hard to refuse, but hesitated for a while and only picked a dozen from the silk bag and put them in Ren Hong's palm. He still told him:

"You can only smell it, but you can't taste it. These seeds of celery are expensive!"

Ren Hong saw that the dozen seeds on the palm of his hand were narrow and long, yellow-green, and there were obvious lighter longitudinal edges in the center of the ventral surface.

When he put it in front of his nose and smelled it, a slightly spicy smell rushed straight into his lungs!

Ren Hong's eyes widened and his heart fell into a big stutter!

What a celery?

Isn’t this familiar taste just cumin?

...

"Submit it!"

A moment later, Sun Shiwan chased Lu Jiu and ran all over the ground.

"Not give!"

Lu Jiu shrank his body, held the small bag of seeds in his arms, and hurriedly avoided Sun Shiwan's big hand.

Just now, Ren Hong wanted to ask for more "Anxiqin" and then confirm whether it was cumin after crushing it, but Lu Jiushe flatly refused.

"I agreed that I can only smell it, not taste it!" Not only did I not give it to me, Lu Jiushe also wanted to return the ten or so pieces in Ren Hong's hand.

Sun Shiwan was very proud of his face and felt that he was a little embarrassed by the envoys, so he fought with him, robbing him while scolding:

"You guy, Ren Hong is willing to spend his salary to buy sheep and eat it with us, but you are reluctant to give up any spices? Take it!"

Lu Jiushe shouted unjustly: "This sheep is only two or three hundred yuan, not as expensive as my bag of spices! Do you know that this Anxiqin is as expensive as gold in Dayuan, and a small bag can be exchanged for a piece of silk!"

But even though he hid in Tibet, he was still robbed by Sun Shiwan.

Sun Shiwan proudly handed the silk bag to Ren Hong: "Ren Hong, hold it! Use as much as you want!"

I felt sorry for Lu Jiushi squatting on the ground, picking up the seeds that were falling from the scramble, and cursing in a crying voice:

"Okay, Sun 100,000. When you were in the Western Regions, you spent all the salary given by Gong Fu on wine and food and Hu's wife. I saved money and finally exchanged some Anxiqin in Dayuan. I wanted to come back and sell it to make some money. This mission was not a waste. You are so easy to give it to someone!"

He said with tears: "I, I want to go in and sue you to Mr. Fu!"

Sun Shiwan also came up with a thief, touching the sword around his waist and said, "If you dare to go, don't think about going back to Jiuquan alive!"

Ren Hong quickly stopped him and said with a smile: "Brother Sun, we are just joking, don't take it seriously. You should give these An Xiqin to Lu Jiushu. It is really not easy to bring them back from Dayuan thousands of miles away."

He walked to Lu Jiushe and returned the silk bag to him, but left more than ten seeds in his palm: "But I want to buy these, how much does it cost?"

Lu Jiu was happy. He originally wanted to sell it for two cents, but when he looked up, he looked at Sun Shiwan who was glaring at him, and had to grit his teeth and say, "I'll give it to you!"

"Just treat it as our officials and soldiers, thank you for spending money to treat Xuan Quan!" Lu Jiush's heart was bleeding.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

As soon as this said, Sun Shiwan, who had just become vicious, immediately became happy and pulled Lu Jiu's tongue up. While slapping the dust on his body, he laughed:

"This is like what the Han envoys should say! It's like human words!"

He was very strong in his slap. He was obviously slapping ashes, but he seemed to be beating someone. Lu Jiu screamed. The disciples in Xuanquan and the officials and soldiers in the mission all laughed happily.

Ren Hongze silently looked at the dozen or so celery in his palm. After tasting one, he was sure that this was the cumin of later generations.

Anyone who has been playing skewers in the north can understand.

"The barbecue without cumin is a barbecue without soul!"

But unfortunately, there is too little cumin, and the real cumin powder is not enough. It also requires star anise, cinnamon, etc. to be mixed together and mashed and ground to be considered complete.

Lu Jiushe is right. Cumin is also very expensive in Dayuan as a specialty of rest. As for other spices, such as star anise and cinnamon, although native to southern China, the price is not cheap. It has always been exclusively provided by princes and nobles, and it is not affordable by him, a stingy official.

What Ren Hong can do now is to plant these cumin seeds in the fields next to the hanging spring, hoping that they can take roots and sprout in the Central Plains...

Alas, when can I eat delicious cumin roasted lamb?

Over there, after Sun Shiwan had tormented Lu Jiushe, he also came over to make a promise to Ren Hong: "Ren Hong, if I have the chance to go to Dayuan again, I will bring you ten or eight bags of Anxiqin back!"

He was serious, but Lu Jiugu was owed again and muttered: "Whenever you have gold and silk, you can eat it, you can eat it. You are usually penniless, how can you buy it?"

Sun Shiwan said loudly, "My old Sun did what he said, even if he robs, he would still rob them! When General Ershi went to the west, he robbed thousands of horses from Dayuan!"

"If I have the chance, I really want to go west with Brother Sun, Gong Fu, and the officials and soldiers of the envoys."

Ren Hong put away his foodie's heart and looked at the Silk Road that stretched westward with his eager eyes.

"Who said that the Western Regions are deserted and there are really many good things over there."

"The veal, garlic, pu Tao, Anxiqin, and..."

Ren Hongxiao said, "Sweat and bloody horse!"

...

"Sweat and bloody horse..."

When Ren Hong mentioned these three words, Lu Jiushu, who had been talking a lot, suddenly seemed to be mute and kept silent.

Sun Shiwan also scratched his head and began to talk to him. Obviously, he wanted to avoid something.

As for other envoys and officials, their eyes flashed.

That strange feeling appeared again.

Ren Hong was even more convinced: "When it comes to the dead Tianma, it turns out to be like this. It turns out that there is a problem. It seems that I have to confuse them!"

Just placing hope on Fu Jiezi's "appreciation" is too passive, and he must take the initiative.

Only by understanding what the envoys encountered in the Western Regions, the decisions made by Fu Jiezi, and the situation they are in, Ren Hong can start the next plan.

So Ren Hong photographed Luo Xiaogou: "Luo Chuzuo, it's not enough to have meat alone, but you also have to have wine. You have to let the officials and soldiers who have returned from the Western Regions drink enough!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Shiwan refused:

"No, no."

"I am Wu Bai. I drove the road in front of Fu Gong's bus. When Fu Gong didn't leave, I could drink and be drunk as if I was drunk, but Fu Gong didn't say he wanted to rest, so he wouldn't drink wine!"
Chapter completed!