Chapter 198: The Drunkard's Intention 4
Roadside stalls are naturally not as elegant as restaurants, not only the scene is small, but even the tables and chairs are small. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
The small square table and low stool make it uncomfortable for people like Huangfu Qingtian, who are used to sitting on luxury chairs, to sit on it.
If you look around, the people who come here to eat are either rough and reckless, or poor and sour boys.
Suddenly, a pair of talented and beautiful people came, and everyone turned their eyes to see the surprise.
Fortunately, Huangfu Qingtian never cared about other people's eyes, so he didn't feel that he had become a rare animal to be watched. Chi Ling'er originally felt that she was very down-to-earth, so she also behaved generously.
On the contrary, those spectators have been paying attention to the two of them for so long, and they lost interest when they saw that both of them were calm and calm.
After a while, the vendor carried two brown clay bowls full of rice balls, dodged left and right, and placed a bowl in front of each of them.
The whitened rice balls are round, and one is only the size of a longan. The soup is clear and has a faint fragrance.
The ingredients in the palace are exquisite, and the recipe is complicated, and simple food like this rarely appears on the dining table of the emperor. Even if you really want to eat rice balls, there will be various ingredients in the soup, maybe ordinary people will feel that it is the ultimate delicacy when they eat it, but this is not the case for Huangfu Qingtian.
Tangyuan has a wide market in the Yanyue Kingdom, and both the people and the imperial court regard it as a symbol of reunion.
I still remember that when I lived in the palace as a child, every New Year, the queen mother would order the imperial dining room to prepare rice balls, in order to wait for the Chinese New Year's Eve to be enjoyed with my father and the emperor.
It's a pity that there are many wives and concubines in his father's court, and there are many people waiting for him to reunite. Although the queen mother is the lord of the middle palace, it is inevitable that she will become a resentful woman in the deep palace, and the Chinese New Year's Eve is always the same, waiting for a bowl of rice balls to condense into a lump.
Therefore, in the memory of Huangfu Qingtian, he has no good impression of this food.
The bowl of rice balls in front of him looked refreshing and simple, which was very different from what he remembered, and with Chi Ling'er's eyes full of hope, he still picked up one of the chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"Is it delicious?" Chi Ling'er asked with a little uneasiness. She had just sensed in his eyes that he wasn't very interested in the food. Really, since you don't like to eat, why didn't you say it before? Otherwise, they can eat other foods. Now that the money has been spent, and the money in his pocket is gone, he will only be hungry if he does not eat.
Huangfu Qingtian swallowed a mouthful of rice balls and nodded lightly.
"You should have told me before." She suddenly felt a little guilty.
Huangfu Qingtian raised his eyebrows lightly, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled with a tender face: "This thing is okay, it's not as annoying as I imagined." ”
With that, he picked up his chopsticks and ate them again.
Chi Ling'er smiled knowingly and did not speak.
Huangfu Qingtian was halfway through eating, and found that Chi Ling'er had never moved his chopsticks. After looking at her smiling little face for a moment, he immediately understood, and reached out to bring the bowl of rice balls in front of her.
She is afraid of heat, so she is even more afraid of heat. This food is hot when people eat it, let alone her?
He was cold, and when he blew it slightly, the rice balls became cold.
Pushing the bowl back to her, the doting smile never fell from her eyes.
In addition to domineering, he also has a caring side. If he was born in the people, he must be a gentle and considerate husband.