It was late in the evening, and Neve said that there was a restaurant called "Jinzhen" nearby, and the cold food there was delicious.

Wang Mingzhi has no opinion, go! Is this a date? He was in a very energetic mood. Neve is also enthusiastic, and has known each other for a while, and this is the first time we have had dinner alone.

As soon as he came to the Jinzhen Restaurant, Wang Mingzhi was stunned, the decoration of the restaurant was elegant and classical, but what about the tables and chairs?

There were only long and short tables large enough to eat, and the guests knelt on the soft slumps on the sides of the tables to eat and chat.

In a blink of an eye, Neve took the lead to a quieter private seat in the neighboring garden, and sat down neatly: she knelt down on the soft couch, sat down with her buttocks, pressed her calves and ankles, and looked at the menu on the table.

She was so stress-free, there was no doubt that she was still standing stunned, "Feiming?"

Boundary Ditch ...... Wang Mingzhi has never tried to sit like this!

But he knew what was going on, and what he was in front of him was sitting/sitting, which was the so-called "sitting upright", which was the most formal sitting posture, and he had to sit like this if he wanted to enter the hall of elegance. Then there is sitting/sitting, commonly known as "sitting cross-legged". The lowest is to sit on a chair with a pedestal.

In this era, in fact, the most common thing is to sit with your feet down, but on some tall occasions, it must be the Han family's upright sitting.

When you sit like that, your waist must be straight, and at the same time, the center of gravity of the whole body must be kept well, and you can't shake it casually, so you are dignified and elegant......

Since Wang Mingzhi crossed, I really haven't seen many people sitting upright, but that's how this restaurant is done.

If it weren't for Neve, she would have been able to sit cross-legged there, and she would still be like a cultivator. But why did Neve bring him to such a restaurant?

Now that everyone is sitting in front of the Hu people, will there be any problems if you sit in front of the Hu people?

"What's wrong?" Neve frowned at him as he looked at her strangely.

"It's fine. Wang Mingzhi stubbornly walked to the soft couch and said, "Today, the old arrow wound on my knee hurts a little, so I won't sit upright." He sat down on the couch across from Neve, cross-legged, and straightened his back.

Thankfully, Neve didn't have an idea, and asked nervously, "Are you okay?"

Wang Mingzhi nodded, "Just take a break, you are familiar here, and you are responsible for ordering." ”

"Hmm. Neve looked at the menu and said to the shopkeeper, "We want two servings of locust leaves and two servings of fish tart." After Xiao Er left, she smiled again: "The fish here is so fresh, and the master's craftsmanship is good." ”

Following her gaze, Wang Mingzhi saw that there was a fish tartley kitchen counter over there, and a master was concentrating on waving a knife to cut the sashimi, and pieces of sashimi as thin as light yarn flew out and accurately fell into the dinner plate. From time to time, onlookers applauded.

As a traverser, this style of painting naturally reminds him of RB Yusheng, a copycat of Datang Yusheng.

As the saying goes, "the Tang people are obsessed with fish and fish, and this kind of master cutting the meat in the hall is also passed down in ancient times. If Du Fu is here, he has to recite the sentence "The dumpling swings the frost knife left and right, and the golden plate is white and snowy", and Li Bai has to read "Drink the Fish of the Gods" after eating.

Xuanzong also likes to cut it with his own hands, and then reward it to his favored ministers to eat, who said that it is not delicious?

"You were so stupid standing there in the doorway. Neve said with a smile as she made her tea.

"The view from there is not bad. Wang Mingzhi laughed, thinking of the group of passers-by, "And after listening to a lot of information, your admirers are praising you for your beauty and dancing, and they all say that you are the most suitable for this role." ”

Neve was amused to hear it, "They're just judging people by their looks...... Haha, but I've been really busy lately, and I haven't practiced much dancing. She smiled, "I can't leave the dance behind, if there is no filming, I can go back to dancing." ”

The two chatted for a while, and the shopkeeper came again, holding a large dinner plate and serving food to the two of them.

"Sophora leaf cold tao" is a specialty of Jincheng, which is made with young leaves of green locust and then mixed into flour to make slender noodles. Then cooked, soaked in ice water, scooped up and poured with cooked oil, refrigerated, and then seasoned with condiments. At this time, the noodles are already bright and refreshing.

The restaurant's signature dish is the Sophora Leaf Lengtao, which is served with a variety of vegetables in a large bowl of turquoise noodles, which looks fresh and elegant.

"Wow......" Wang Mingzhi's nose moved, and he smelled a unique fragrance, and saliva suddenly gushed out.

The shopkeeper presented two plates of fish trolls to the dining table, and the slices of fish trev were stacked neatly in the plates, and some of the store's special sauces could be dipped in.

Neve had already moved her index fingers, but in front of him, of course, she also took care of table manners, she folded her hands, closed her eyes and silently recited a few offering mantras before picking up her chopsticks to pick up the noodles, "You're welcome." ”

Wang Mingzhi followed and clasped his hands, pretending to move his lips, always feeling a little weird.

As soon as she started, he also raised his chopsticks to pick up the noodles and ate one, well, it's really good!

Sweet and sour, fragrant and crispy, a wonderful taste of locust leaves......

"Delicious, really delicious. Wang Mingzhi couldn't help but eat it, it was the first time he had tasted such delicious cold noodles. And in this winter season, cross-legged in the warm pavilion, eating cool cold tao, it is really a unique flavor.

"Huh. Seeing that he was so rude and unrestrained, Neve moved her chopsticks again and again and ate noodles happily.

Wang Mingzhi sandwiched a piece of fish tart, dipped it in the sauce, and then put it in his mouth......

"Not bad?" Neve ate a slice of it, as if it were hers.

"Uh-huh. Wang Mingzhi nodded, "It's very fresh and fine." ”

She had some expectations, but he couldn't understand it, and he didn't chant a few lines of poetry.

Okay, Neve chewed a piece of fish and said, "Last year, I was still in school, and this year I'm going to broadcast a drama." ”

Wang Mingzhi now knows what the Songkran Festival is, a festival introduced from the Western Regions that takes place in early November every year, when Hu people took to the streets to sing, dance, and splash water on each other. Later, it prevailed throughout the Tang Dynasty, and Xuanzong once ordered a ban, and later recovered, but it was not possible to run naked.

Now it is still a festival of national carnival, and there are all kinds of amusement teams on the streets, and the Hu people especially have to show their skills.

Therefore, "Yu Lin Lang" was scheduled to be broadcast the night before the Songksen Festival at the beginning of filming, taking advantage of the scene.

"Me too. Wang Mingzhi said that in the same period last year, it was probably Christmas......

There is also a place here, called "Shifting Birth" - Jesus' translation is "Shifting Rats". This is the earliest and largest Christian school in the Tang Dynasty, Jingjiao, translated by itself, because Buddhism uses the white mouse as a metaphor for the day and the black mouse as a metaphor for the night, and the moving mouse is the existence that has the ability to move day and night......

If you want to talk about Christmas, it is the "Holy Day" of Taoism on February 15, the birthday of Lao Tzu Li Er, and Li Tang recognized Li Er as his ancestor.

"Move the mouse. He lamented that the two sides of the world are really different.

"Do you have any plans for that day?" asked Neve, looking slightly displeased, for sometimes he was so wooden.

Wang Ming's heart moved, and if he couldn't be idle, "Baolian, how about I get an amusement team?"