"Duck blood vermicelli soup is fresh!"

Xie Fuan and Zhu Wu were wandering around the city, and Zhu Wu felt that his eyes were not enough. Xie Fu'an's eating, drinking and having fun in Jinling is like a treasure.

"Snacks, still can't be on the table! Jinling cuisine originated in the pre-Qin period, paying attention to seven flavors and seven flavors, fresh, rotten, crispy, tender, crispy, thick, fat, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, fragrant, smelly ~~~~~

Jinling people like to eat ducks. Osmanthus duck, saltwater duck gizzard, beauty liver, squirrel fish, anchovy shrimp ~~~~~

There is a Liuhe Zhai in front, and the duck is okay.

To the east of Liuhezhai is the Red Sleeve Street, although it is not as beautiful as the peerless beauty on the Qinhuai River, but it also has the flavor of a small jasper~~~~~

Xie Fuan was talking endlessly, when suddenly his arm hurt.

was dragged by Zhu Wu's iron hand again, and ran forward with it.

You, Zhu Wu, can't talk well, what do you always do?

"Mr. Zhu~~~~?"

"Sheep soup?"

Zhu Wuda smiled and pulled Xie Fuan to the door of a small shop, pointed at the guise and laughed loudly, "Look, mutton soup? Jinling City also has sheep soup? ”

said, no matter whether Xie Fu'an was happy or not, he pulled him and walked inside, "What kind of duck blood soup do you drink, if you want to drink it, drink mutton soup, haggis soup!" ”

The small shop is not dirty, but it is even more unclean, the room is full of fireworks, a few burly men holding large bowls, snoring and sweating, and the smell of mutton and the sound of bars chirping all over the house.

The shopkeeper had just added a spoonful of haggis to a guest, and when he turned around, he saw two sons pulling in, followed by a small servant.

"Zhu Yu, you sit too!"

Zhu Wu pulled Xie Fuan to sit down and kicked Zhu Yu to a stool.

The shopkeeper of the sheep soup shop came over, "How many people, what do you want?" ”

The authentic Huaixi sound sounds cordial, so Zhu Wu also replied in Huaixi dialect, "Mutton soup, haggis soup, baked cakes with sugar and garlic~~~"

"Huh~~~ fellow!"

The shopkeeper's eyes widened and he smiled, "You sit, I'll serve you soup, take care of your fill!" ”

Looking at the busy work of the shopkeeper, Zhu Wu smiled and said, "Fellow, where are you from Huaixi?" Why did the business go to Jinling? ”

"It's a long story~~~~" The shopkeeper spoke, and his hands didn't stop.

The milky white mutton soup was churning in the bowl, plus a handful of green coriander, and the steaming two bowls of soup were put on the table, stirred with a spoon, and it was full of dry goods.

Such a bowl of soup can drive away the damp and cold of the winter in Jiangnan just by looking at it.

"My family has been making sheep soup for several generations, but my generation is not in the middle, not in the craftsmanship, but in this world! Last year, our hometown in Huaixi was about to eat people, how could we still open a business! ”

The shopkeeper took out a small jar from his bosom, "Here, add some!" Pepper! ”

"That's what it tastes like!" Zhu Wu smiled and moved the bowl over, the shopkeeper carefully sprinkled some pepper, and Zhu Wu stirred it with chopsticks.

Then put the chopsticks in his mouth, tsk, puff a few times, and then smack, "Beauty!" ”

looked at Xie Fuan, who was a little stunned, "Eat, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Xie Fu'an didn't move, Zhu Wu directly pushed the bowl of his adjusted taste over, "Come on, you drink this, if you light it, add salt yourself!" ”

Xie Fuan had a smile on his face that was more than crying, looking at the bowl bigger than his head, and he didn't know how to speak.

The shopkeeper smiled, "This posterity is not like us Huaixi people, too tender!" ”

A mouthful of soup into the stomach, the whole body is warm. The fragrant mutton is sparse, take a bite of the baked cake with sugar and garlic, the taste is invincible!

At this time, Zhu Wu couldn't help but think of the words of a poet in a rather high-end magazine and story meeting in later generations. No matter where we Chinese go, we Chinese people can't forget our mother tongue and the taste of our hometown.

"Incense!" Zhu Wulian ate the soup with water, and said with a smile, "Shopkeeper, you haven't said why did you open the shop here?" ”

"This, but also thanks to the blessing of our Huaixi Zhu!"

Something to do with me?

Zhu Wu was a little surprised, and Xie Fu'an's puzzled gaze on the other side also looked over, only Zhu Yu was holding a bowl bigger than his head, and he ate a lot.

"Our Huaixi people's brains have been beaten out of dog brains, and the common people have no way to live. Think about it, who has killed officials and rebelled since ancient times, who takes human life seriously! ”

The shopkeeper said seriously, "That is, our Chief Manager Zhu, our descendants of Huaixi, thinking of the hometown, do not allow the soldiers and horses under his command to harm the people!" Don't kill, don't rob things! Let us people have a way to live. Saying that, the shopkeeper sighed a little, "I heard that the rebels in Haozhou have washed Anfeng City for food, and they have done evil!" ”

Zhu Wu knew that in troubled times, people should not talk about benevolence and righteousness if they can't eat. The military discipline of the Dingyuan army is good, and there has been no shortage of food, if there is really a famine, it is strange that the soldiers and horses under his command do not rob the people.

Xie Fuan thought about it, "Shopkeeper, what does it have to do with Mr. Zhu's benevolence and your opening of the shop in Jinling City?" ”

"Listen to me!" The shopkeeper came to talk about sex and said with a smile, "I can see clearly, if you want to live in this world, you have to follow the right person." Mr. Zhu occupied Hezhou, and my shop was opened in Hezhou. Mr. Zhu occupied Jinling, so I tossed the shop in Hezhou and went to Jinling to redeem such a small shop! ”

"You just believe in this Manager Zhu?" Xie Fuan smiled dumbly and asked.

The shopkeeper was not happy, "We Huaixi people don't believe in our Huaixi people, who do you believe?" How many years have it been, and we have only produced such a heroic figure as Mr. Zhu in Huaixi! You are not from Huaixi, you don't know, what Mr. Zhu said, we Huaixi people will do anything! Look at the soldiers under Mr. Zhu, which one is not from our Huaixi? The martyrs' cemetery on the mountain outside Hezhou City, the buried ground is the loyal bones of our Huaixi descendants! ”

The soup bowl in his hand suddenly became very heavy, and the warmth in his heart became even warmer.

I'm a rebel who can't survive! Stained with countless innocent blood, human life! However, in this troubled world, it is because he does not kill people indiscriminately. I am so loved by my hometown fathers, I am ashamed!

Zhu Wu was bowing his head and groaning, but Xie Fuan's eyes on the other side did not stop looking at his face. seems to be thinking, how can this rude guy look like a hero?

Belch!

On the side, Zhu Yu put down the clean soup bowl he was drinking, and suddenly burped.

"Full?"

Zhu Wu said with a smile, this child is like a starving ghost, and his small belly is a bottomless pit.

"Hmm!" Zhu Yu agreed, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and his eyes turned red, "I have to drink mutton soup in winter in my hometown." Last year, my milk was cooked for us, and this year~~~~ I have no one at home! ”

"Where's the family?" The shopkeeper asked curiously.

Zhu Yu raised his head, "Henan, auspicious charm!"

The shopkeeper sighed, showing some pity on his face, "Baby, live well!" I have heard the elders say since I was a child, our China is big, people can't go in a few lifetimes, there are too many people to count, our side is the Central Plains!

But as long as there is a disaster, the damn can make trouble in this place, drought, floods, natural disasters, and man-made disasters, damn it! ”

As he spoke, he picked up Zhu Yu's bowl, "I'll add some more to you, you drink slowly!" ”

In this era, Anhui belonged to Henan Jiangbei Province, and the two places actually had a lot in common, the most direct of which was that there were many disasters and difficulties.

Henan relies on the Yellow River, and if the Yellow River is not happy, the people will be unlucky.

Anhui relies on the Yangtze River, and if the Yangtze River is not happy, the people will die.

It is also a place where the north and the south must pass, from Dajin to Mengyuan, for hundreds of years, they have been fighting and killing.

People have died from generation to generation, and their hometowns are getting poorer and poorer.

Xie Fu'an seemed to hear this for the first time, and his gaze couldn't help but soften a little when he looked at Zhu Yu. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road. How can these people, who have been clothed and fed since childhood, know the suffering of ordinary people.

At this moment, at the door of the sheep soup shop, there was a sudden loud noise.

"Hey~~ There's mutton soup here, damn it, it's just our brother who has a sip of it hot!"

Zhu Wu looked up, and there were five or six soldiers wearing Dingyuan Army battle jackets at the door, and no one came in.

The soldiers of the Dingyuan Army have holidays, and these few look like they are out on vacation, and they don't have weapons in their hands, but their faces are flushed, and they must have drunk a lot.

When some diners saw these GIs coming in, they quickly hid far away. Although the military discipline of the Dingyuan Army is good, and they don't kill or rob, but who has nothing to provoke these men who lick blood with knives.

Zhu Wu only glanced at it, then lowered his head and pretended not to see it.

Let them be, as long as they don't violate military law and don't hurt the people, let them be happy.

A few soldiers sat down, and as soon as they heard the shopkeeper's accent, they immediately shouted, "Hey, fellow! ”

The children of the hometown, the shopkeeper's mutton soup and mutton patties and pickles, were sent up like flowing water.

"Let's finish eating!"

In fact, Xie Fuan's bowl of soup didn't move much, Zhu Wu took out a few money from his body, "Shopkeeper's ~~~" At this time, there was a noise at the door, and a few soldiers from Dingyuan rushed over happily.

"How many of you came out on vacation?"

"Brothers, let Chang on the red-sleeved street in front, and the two commanders Zhu have given it to you, let the brothers be happy at will!"

Chang Zhu? Frequent spring? Zhu Jinwei? Red Sleeve Street?

It's Fengyue Street! They are packed, what kind of fame?