83_83499 Empress Dowager Zhang Hui in Xiancheng Palace smoothed the hair of the long-haired cat in her arms, and only after half a sound did she look up at the palace maid standing in the center of the palace and asked, "What did Yu Yu do with the emperor just now?" ”

"The emperor sent everyone away, but the slave faintly heard a little, it seems that Her Royal Highness the princess is still angry with the prince of the son, and the emperor is persuading her." The little palace maid lowered her head and said.

"My daughter, I'm really never going to grow up." The Queen Mother hooked her lips and smiled, hugged the cat in her arms even more, and then pinched the kitten's chin and kissed it, and said, "You are still the most well-behaved and obedient." ”

"The Queen Mother's ......"

"Okay, you go back, pay more attention to the situation of the queen, if you find that she has signs of pregnancy, you must come to sue me, it is enough for the Zhang family to have a princess." The Queen Mother said with a sneer.

"Yes." The little palace maid immediately whispered, and then quietly withdrew from the Xiancheng Palace.

The rough cleaning in the courtyard made the little eunuch see the figure of the little palace maid leaving out of the corner of his eye, and unobtrusively sped up the movements in his hand, and left the Xiancheng Palace quietly after sweeping away the fallen leaves on the ground.

The intrigues in the palace have nothing to do with Du Qiyue, he has borrowed the kitchen of the inn and is non-stop making snacks to be sold at the night market at night. This time, he picked a very simple, beautiful and delicious dim sum - potpourri crisp, the so-called potpourri crisp, in fact, it is a shortbread made with various fillings to make a hundred flowers, the taste is similar, and what is sold is a fresh and beautiful appearance.

"Lang Jun's craftsmanship is really wanted, how can this potpourri cake be so good-looking, it's really like something." Qiu'er squatted on the side and ate a piece of lotus-shaped potpourri cake, watching Du Qiyue's dexterous movements when pinching the pattern, she couldn't help but sigh twice. After smacking his lips, he turned back to look at Da Mao, who was making the simplest chrysanthemum crisp, and said with a disdainful face: "Why are you only like this, it's really useless!" ”

Da Mao put down a chrysanthemum crisp he had made, looked at the various vivid shortbreads on the table in front of Du Qiyue, laughed twice, and said, "Otherwise, I am an apprentice!" ”

Du Qiyue was making a rose cake in his hand, he carefully adjusted the position of the leaves, looked at the chrysanthemum cakes made by Da Mao, and said: "You are doing very well, I am actually not difficult to do these, I can do it if I learn the skills, not enough to teach you today, we have to do it quickly, it is almost dark." ”

It was already late when they came out of the Jingyuan Marquis Mansion before, and they met Princess Yunyu halfway and delayed for more than half an hour, and when they returned to the inn to buy ingredients, it was almost past the unitary time, but fortunately, it was almost summer, it was dark late, and the night market was also late, and they could still have an hour to make snacks.

Da Mao responded, the movements in his hands sped up a little, and Qiu'er also responded, but the speed of eating was accelerated.

Du Qiyue looked at him like a little mouse, eating with his head down, and suddenly felt unhappy, he worked hard to do it non-stop, and he didn't even have time to drink saliva, this guy was very happy, and patronized and ate. poked Qiu'er's shoulder with his elbow and said, "Qiu'er, don't patronize and eat, knead the dough, I'm about to run out here." ”

"Hey, Lang Jun, I'll knead this piece after eating." Qiu'er nodded and replied repeatedly, stuffing the remaining small half of the shortbread in her hand into her mouth, chewing with bulging cheeks, more like a foraging mouse.

"I said Qiu'er, have you gained weight these days?" Du Qiyue glanced at Qiu'er's fleshy cheeks and asked, he remembered that when he first saw Qiu'er, this little guy was lean and lean, and then followed him to eat and eat all day long, and he didn't know when he started to get fat.

"Well, I'm growing my body." Qiu'er said indistinctly while chewing.

"Shouldn't all you be tall when you grow long, why are you looking like meat? I think you've eaten too much, otherwise Xiaoyue and I would have been tired and thin all the way, how could you get fat? Da Mao said jokingly.

"It's not like I ate too much." Qiu'er didn't deny it at all, although he ate well when he was in Wu's mansion, he ate according to the routine of three meals a day, and each slave was just a little, unless the master rewarded him, he couldn't eat much at all. Like now, as long as Du Qiyue makes dim sum along the way, he always has a share of what he eats, and he never restricts him, and when he eats more, he will naturally gain weight.

The three of them talked and laughed and made snacks, and then rushed to the night market before it was completely dark. The night markets in most cities are also different from other places, and the night market stalls in other places are all mixed together, and there is no explicit rule that the stalls selling one type of thing must be placed together. Most of the cities have such regulations, and the stalls here are very neatly arranged, and they all follow a line all the way. Again, the night market in Dadu is divided into three parts, one is the purchase and sale of goods from various countries, and the other is the purchase and sale of valuables, the three places are separated by a wall, the wall is not high, and a very wide door is opened in the middle, and pedestrians go to and from this door to three places.

Du Qiyue's stall is naturally an area where the goods of this dynasty are bought and sold, this area is the largest, and the stalls are also the most, if it is not all dark today, the position is basically occupied by people. However, Du Qiyue had already set up his experience in setting up a stall, and after shuttling through the busy crowd for a while, he found a position in the corner where there was not a lot of traffic, and pulled Qiu'er and Da Mao over.

"The lanterns are hung up, let's hurry up and set up the stalls, it's time for the guests to come." Du Qiyue forgot about the big lantern hanging on a flagpole in the center of the night market and said.

Most night markets have strict opening and closing times, especially when the market is closed, and once the time is up, everyone must leave the night market immediately. But it is difficult to estimate when it is dark at night, especially when there is no moon on a cloudy day, it is impossible to calculate the time, and the night market is noisy, and the sound of knocking on the watch can not be heard at all, so there is this method of hanging lights to keep time.

In the middle of the three night city districts, there is a flagpole about ten meters high, and when the night market is opened, a large lantern will be hung on the flagpole to herald the opening of the market. This flagpole is very high, as long as you stand higher, the whole capital can be seen, as soon as this lantern is hung up, people who want to visit the night market will know that they can come. When the closing time is approaching, the lanterns on the flagpole will be taken down, and then the people in the night market will know that the night market is about to close, and it is time to leave.

After the lanterns were hung, it didn't take long for people dressed up to come one after another, and these people were either in groups or in groups or dragged their families, with leisurely expressions on their faces, all of them came to play.

Du Qiyue's potpourri crisp quickly attracted the attention of some customers because of its unique appearance, especially the children, who liked these fun things the most, so after a while, there were several guests in front of the stall.

"What's the name of your snack, why are they all flowers?" A young brother looked at the golden flowers on the stall and felt very fresh, so he squatted in front of the stall and pointed and asked.

"It's called a hundred flower cake, but different patterns also have different names, such as this sunflower pattern is called sunflower cake, and peony is called peony cake."

"Then how do you sell this potpourri cake?"

"This row of chrysanthemum crisps is fifteen wen, and the rest are twenty wen." Du Qiyue pointed to the chrysanthemum crisps made of Da Mao and said.

"I look the same, why are the prices different?" The brother approached the chrysanthemum crisp and looked at it carefully and asked.

"This brother, this is naturally different, this chrysanthemum crisp is easy to make, and there is only one kind of filling in it, bean paste, and the others are more difficult to make, and there are more types of fillings." Du Qiyue explained.

Qiu'er also took a piece of chrysanthemum cake and put it on the side of a piece of begonia cake in front of her, pointed to the brother and said, "Brother, look, is the begonia cake more exquisite?" ”

The brother nodded, then took out the money bag and bought ten pieces of begonia cake, nine of which were wrapped in oiled paper by Da Mao, and the rest of the pieces were grabbed by the brother in his hand, and ate them as he walked.

With this first transaction, the business was easy to do, and the first brother who bought the customer on the side was very happy to eat, so he took out the silver money one after another.

At the beginning of the night market, there were people around to buy things, which can be regarded as an eye-catcher, and soon there were some customers in front of Du Qiyue's stall.

Dadu Zhang's family is the maiden family of the Empress Dowager Zhang Hui, and the current head of the family Zhang Fuliang is the master of Zhengyipin, Zhang Fuliang has three sons, two brothers and four daughters, of which two eldest sons and one brother are born to his wife. One of the brothers is named Zhang Minyu, only fifteen years old this year, the youngest in the family, the most loved by Zhang Fuliang and his wife, he is very pampered and greedy to play on weekdays, and often likes to dress up as an ordinary brother to play in the night market.

Today, it happened that this Brother Yu came to the night market with a few people as usual, and not long after he came in, he saw Du Qiyue's small stall that was surrounded, and he felt curious for a while, so he pulled a brother who had just squeezed out of the crowd and asked, "What is sold here, why are so many people around?" ”

"It's a hundred flower cakes, made like real flowers, it looks very good, and a lot has been sold at this time, if you want to buy it, hurry up, wait for it to be sold out." The brother shook the oiled paper bag tied with thread in his hand at Brother Yu, and after speaking, he squeezed into the new crowd.

"Hey! You haven't told me what a potpourri cake is! Looking at the back of that brother, Brother Yu muttered depressedly, but soon he became happy, and ran to Du Qiyue's stall with great interest, and let the little guy he brought to separate the crowd and walked in.

Du Qiyue didn't make many potpourri cakes, one person bought three or four, and soon went to most of them, Brother Yu was immediately unhappy when he saw it, and said a little unreasonably: "Why are these left, I haven't bought them yet!" ”

"How much does this brother want to buy?" Du Qiyue wrapped a snack for a guest and handed it over, turned his head to look at Brother Yu, and said with a smile: "If my brother buys a lot, I can sell them to you, I still have a piece of the best rose flower cake here, if my brother buys it all, I will give that piece of flower cake to my brother." ”

Du Qiyue tilted his head just now, Brother Yu didn't see his appearance, he turned his head at this time, Brother Yu only felt that his heart stopped beating a little, and then beat rapidly.

Maybe it's because the night tonight is too beautiful, or maybe it's because the lights in this night market are too soft, in short, Du Qiyue standing in this scene is extremely handsome in the eyes of Brother Yu, and the smile on his face looks gentle and hot, for a moment Brother Yu only feels that the surrounding Qiqi is still, there is only Du Qiyue in his eyes, and only Du Qiyue's smiling face is left in his mind