Of course, the nursing home of the general judge is not a "hero" who can only play a set of three-legged cat kung fu on the street, not to mention anything else, it is the horseman who feeds the horses in the horse pen, and they are all military men who have retired from the battle formation, not to mention the "first-class family members" who deliver letters, among these people, the most junior ones have also worked as scouts in the army for three years.

"Son, what are you doing in a hurry early in the morning?"

Su Fumenzi, who was gargling his mouth, shouted to his son who was running and wearing his belt: "You're about to eat morning food?" Don't you leave it to eat? ”

"Don't eat Dad, Steward Su ordered me to go to Qingshui Zhizhai last night to pass a letter, it's not early this day, I'm afraid I won't be able to arrive at night."

Su Menzi spit the water in his mouth on the ground, stood up and muttered, "What kind of errand is so anxious, I don't even eat!" ”

"Oh, I heard that it was to send a letter to a little baby named Zhao Gou'er, but my son doesn't know what the specific thing is!"

"Zhao Gou'er?" Su Menzi muttered, "This name is so familiar." ”

"Isn't it, Second Young Master Su's 'little wolf' was given by him, I heard that the master values him very much!"

"Second Young Master Su, little wolf? Wolfskin, hey, isn't that the kid from last night? ”

As soon as Su Menzi looked up and saw that his son was about to walk out of the hospital, he hurriedly called out to him: "Wait for my son!" ”

"Don't worry, Dad, my mother has packed up my dry food! When I'm hungry on the road, I naturally eat. ”

"That's not it!" Su Menzi stomped his feet and said, "Then Zhao Gou'er came here yesterday!" You go to the porter's room, take out yesterday's guest door card from the drawer and send it to the great housekeeper Su. ”

Yesterday, because of the bad mood did not go to dinner of the dog, early in the morning, was woken up by the "drum sound" from the belly, I wanted to endure until dawn to eat breakfast, but the stomach was really uncomfortable, so I had to put on clothes and go out of the house to find something to eat.

At this time, the sky is still slightly bright, it is estimated that it is only a little more than five, from time to time you can still hear a burst of rooster crowing, listen to this loud rooster crow, the dog suddenly has some greed, so he asked the side of the waiter, inquired around, only told that there is boiling white porridge and last night's leftover cold cooking cakes, there is no chicken to eat, if you want to eat, you have to go to the morning market to see.

The dog is a glutton, and he used to have no money in his pocket to fill his stomach and could eat anything, but now he is very generous, so he is not stingy when it comes to eating.

Listening to the faint sound of selling outside, the dog decided to go out for a walk, so he turned over and went back to the house to call him a few together, but saw that Wang Hou, Hua Fourteen and Da Lang were still asleep, but the dumb men had already woken up, but the dog thought it was difficult to talk to them, so he had to go out alone.

In the morning, when it was a little cold, the dog put his cotton coat on the outside of his single coat, put the money bag in his pocket, reached out and locked the door, and walked out of the post house with his hands copied.

The morning market in Longzhou began in the middle of the Shen Shi and lasted until the end of the Chen period, when the vendors pushed carts and carried the shelves, some in the open air, some set up a simple tent, and placed five or six small tables and small stools in it, with pots and pans and a good craft, and the trade could be opened.

I heard a fat man here shouting: "After washing your hands in hot noodle soup, try my oil noodle soup!" ”

Oil noodle soup, just like the noodle soup we eat, a big bowl full of belly, can instantly satisfy your hungry stomach, but this thing is not hungry, go to the thatched house two or three times, the stomach will be hungry again, but the price is cheap, five copper plates can come to a large bowl.

The dog didn't want to eat the stuff, and besides, his goal was fragrant chicken, so the dog opened his legs and continued walking.

Doing business must be shouted, so the stall owners on both sides of the street greeted the passers-by while busy with their work:

"Fragrant tea, fragrant tea, good sencha!"

"Sesame tea, sesame tea! Serve it with oil cake and drink good tea! ”

"Walnut tea, white plum soup, refreshing ginger tea!"

The "tea" here is like "soybean flour" and "soy milk" made from various nuts and nutritious foods in later generations, and this tea is generally called "sencha decoction".

The way of health preservation, the ancients have long been doing, in addition to formulating a strict schedule of work and rest, will also eat a variety of nutrients, in the popular Song Dynasty of traditional Chinese medicine, stomach nourishment is hung on the lips of each family, so the stomach "medicinal tea" is naturally necessary, so living in the "tongue of the Great Song Dynasty" is sencha alone, it has developed fifty or sixty ways to eat.

The dog didn't like this kind of tea and medicine soup that was like porridge in his mouth, so he refused to greet him warmly, and walked quickly through the area and entered the "noodle area", such as wontons, noodles, steamed buns, cooking cakes, salt-fried noodles, shredded chicken noodles, three fresh noodles and dozens of other kinds of wheat noodles.

A bowl of hot noodles, you will burp when you eat, and you will not be hungry all morning, if in the past, the dog's footsteps would usually stay here, but today, the dog smells the fragrance of the street, I don't know how to want to eat a bite of chicken, so I continue to walk.

After all, Longzhou is a state city, this point is the time to go on a bad point, and the people who live in the city in later generations, people who can get up early will cook a mouthful of food at home, and those who don't have the heart or are too lazy to cook will generally choose to deal with it in the morning market.

Therefore, at this point, the stalls are crowded, and later scholars have studied that the average daily wage per person in the Song Dynasty was about 50 yuan for women and about 100 yuan for men.

Don't think that the ancient women who were bound by the feudal poison would hide in the door of the house, they also had to go out to take on some sewing, washing, and embroidery work to earn money to supplement the family, except for the women of the rich family, of course.

The people of the Great Song Dynasty are greedy and wealthy, so it is naturally happy to take out seven or eight dollars for breakfast, after all, it is everyone's consensus to eat enough and then make money.

The bustling morning market is not only about food, but also about all kinds of fresh vegetables picked up and sold by the villagers in the villages outside the city, such as fresh fish sold by fishmongers, pigs, muttons, chickens and so on sold by butchers.

The dog walked from the street to the end, and saw nothing but an old man selling fried chicken meatballs and an old woman who boiled pig's trotters.

The unbelieving dog turned around again, but still couldn't find it, so he had to frown and ask an old man who sold chickens on the street.

"Uncle, why isn't there any boiled chicken on this street?"

"Hehehe!"

The old man looked at the money bag on the dog's waist, and then glanced at the chickens in his basket.

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"Uncle, how much is your chicken?"

The old man grinned and said, "Three cents for one, five cents for two!" ”

The dog took out three pennies from his money bag, handed it to him, and said, "Here's one!" ”

The old man pursed his lips, picked up two and handed them to the dog, and said, "Oh, take too much, why don't you buy two for the little official?" ”

"Good, good!" The dog handed him two more coins and said, "Uncle, can you talk about it now?" Where is there a place to sell boiled chicken on this street? ”

The old man stroked the beard on his chin and said, "No! ”

What a gas! The dog kicked the basket of chickens aside, pointed at him angrily and scolded: "No, you still fool me into buying your chickens without you?" You old man is not real, I ......"

"Stop, stop!"

The old man waved his hand and pulled the dog aside, and interrupted impatiently: "Boy, the old man is good for you, who have you ever seen eat such greasy things this morning?" ”

The dog snorted coldly, "The master is willing to eat!" You have to take care of it! ”

The old man rolled his eyes at the dog and said: "You little baby is willful, and your temperament is quite anxious, the old man means that this kind of greasy thing will generally be sold at noon, even if it is a roadside wine shop, it is not sold!" ”

The dog looked at the market suspiciously, well, it was, but he couldn't admit defeat on his face and said:

"I still don't believe it, such a big city, there is no place to sell chickens, and the master will go to the next street to take a look!"

"Don't go!" The old man smiled at the dog and said: "The old man has been a square man in this workshop for many years, and he knows the business on the street around here, instead of wasting time wandering around, it is better to buy a fat chicken and stew it himself!" ”

It's really true that an old man in the neighborhood is not sleeping at home in the morning, and actually learns from an old farmer to sell vegetables on the street......

The dog snorted, and I was willing to wander around!

"Wait!"

As soon as the dog turned around, he was called back by the old man, so he crossed his waist and looked at him and said, "What's the matter! Although you are the leader of this workshop, you can't control my legs! ”

"The old man doesn't care about your legs!"

"Then what are you calling me for?"

Fang Lao stretched out his finger and pointed to the money bag on the dog's waist and the basket that was kicked out by the dog, and continued to look at the dog with a smile on his beard.

In this way, the dog did not buy the chickens, but bought a basket of the children.

Fang Lao took the money bag handed over by the dog, took out a dime of broken silver from it, took out a zizi scale from his arms, weighed it, cut off about two coins of silver with iron scissors, and then handed the money bag back to the dog, and said in his mouth: "Forty chickens charge you a hundred dollars, and the bamboo basket is fifteen wen!" The rest of the money, No, the woman who sells roosters on the other side, her chicken is the best! You go over and take one! ”

If it weren't for the dog who saw the old ass sitting on the ground with an iron chain, he would have slapped the chicken in his hand on the face, forget it, the adult doesn't care about the villain, and he doesn't get angry with this old man who relies on the old and sells the old, the dog angrily walked to the women's stall he designated, picked the biggest big cock, and hurried away in the woman's mouth full of thanks.

The desire to eat chicken by this old man not only did not retreat but became stronger, holding a bamboo basket containing chickens in one hand and a big rooster in the other hand and hurriedly walking to the post house.

After thinking about it, I walked all the way, but when I arrived at the door of the post house, I saw a strong man on horseback, who was asking what was going on with the post house.

The Yicheng was originally shaking his head, but when he looked sideways at the dog, he said with joy on his face: "It's him!" ”

Then the dog was taken to Su Mansion by this man and saw Su Da Fat Man who was eating.

Su Fatzi looked at the dog with satisfaction while pulling rice: "You said you, come here, and buy some chicken early in the morning, I have everything in this house, it's a waste of money, hey, this big rooster is very energetic, and he is crowing and crowing, come on!" Tell the back kitchen to stew this chicken and send it to the two young masters in the back house! ”

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