Chang'an is still prosperous.

Suzaku Street is always full of people.

And Yang Jian didn't know that after today's performance, his name had quickly spread throughout Chang'an City.

"Baby grandson, why don't you continue singing today?"

Xu Geng also thought about it all the way just now, and he couldn't understand that the momentum of today's onlookers rewarding, as long as the baby grandson is willing, the income can at least be multiplied several times.

O silver with white flowers!

Xu Geng's eyes were full of money jumping.

"Grandpa, don't always think about making all the money in one day, we run the rivers and lakes, and also pay attention to cultivating their own audience groups, today is the first day of performance, since everyone is so reacting strongly, then we should stop in moderation, leaving them more room for imagination, the day after tomorrow, there will only be more and more people who come to watch, at that time, we can collect more rewards, this is called wanting to catch the old indulgence, in layman's terms, it can also be called putting a long line to catch big fish!"

Yang Jian has Yang Jian's truth, you can't dry up and fish, just like eating He, if you eat too much and too hard, you will hurt your stomach, and the next time you see He, you want to vomit.

"Or my precious grandson is smart!"

Xu Geng couldn't help but nodded, his grandson was really smart.

"Hehe, grandpa, I still have a lot of ways to make money, don't worry, our good days will come soon!"

Yang Jian looked at his grandfather Xu Geng, and he was also very happy in his heart.

Especially the man in white who suddenly appeared and disappeared today.

It's a heyday.

Chang'an, of course, should be a paradise of entertainment to death.

He believes that he will definitely be able to live a better and happier life in this dynasty than in his previous life!

"Uh-huh, grandpa believes in baby grandson, hey, baby, are you hungry now? Why don't you go for a bite to eat with your grandfather? ”

Xu Geng remembered that this morning, there was nothing in the rice jar at home, and breakfast had not been eaten. Seeing his precious grandson performing a hungry stomach, he was also very distressed.

"Okay, grandpa, I feel so hungry too!"

Yang Jian patted his empty stomach, with a look of grievance, just now he said that he didn't want to perform, of course, there were strategic considerations, but he also knew that his physical strength could no longer keep up.

"Okay, let's have something delicious today."

Xu Geng couldn't help but smile when he saw his grandson's pitiful little appearance.

"Where are we going to eat, Grandpa?"

As soon as Yang Jian heard that there was something delicious today, her little eyes began to glow.

"Let's go with Grandpa!"

Xu Geng glanced at Yang Jian, but he smiled and did not speak, pretending to be mysterious.

"Okay."

Yang Jian looked at Xu Geng's mysterious face, and didn't ask anything anymore, anyway, as long as there is something delicious, just follow grandpa.

Xu Geng led the way in front, and after walking for only ten minutes, he arrived in front of a store.

Xu Geng retreated.

"Mutton soup with flax seeds?"

As soon as Yang Jian looked at the store sign in front of him, he felt his stomach grunt immediately.

"Guest officer, how many?"

A young man with eye-catching eyes immediately greeted the door of the Hu Mazi mutton soup shop.

"Both."

Xu Geng also felt that his stomach was hungry and a little colic.

But now with the flax mutton soup, everything will soon be compensated.

You must know that the name of Hu Mazi mutton soup shop comes from the owner of the restaurant himself, Hu Mazi is said to be from the country of Qiuzi in the Western Regions, and has been opening a mutton soup shop in Chang'an for decades, which can be called a time-honored brand in Chang'an City.

Moreover, the mutton of Hu Mazi all comes from the Western Regions, and is transported to Chang'an through the desert camel caravan, it is said that the mutton in a certain place in the country of Qiuzi is extremely smooth and tender, and there is no smell of mutton produced in the Central Plains, plus Hu Mazi's own unique secret recipe, mutton is already a must in Chang'an.

There are even rumors in the market that a certain time the saint has eaten the mutton soup of Hu Mazi in a private visit!

Of course, legends are legends, at least, they have never been acknowledged by the saints today.

But it has never been denied.

Not long after Yang Jian and Xu Geng sat down in their seats, the shopkeeper brought a pot of steaming mutton soup base, and the looming mutton in it exuded an attractive fragrance.

"It smells so good!"

Yang Jian's little head rushed to the pot, greedily smelling the smell of mutton soup floating in the air.

This mutton soup is actually the ancient version of hot pot.

Moreover, there is a bright charcoal fire burning under the hot pot.

"Let's eat, good grandson."

Xu Geng greeted his good grandson warmly.

"Grandpa, there is such a fragrant mutton hot pot, how can there be no wine, don't you say, grandpa?"

Yang Jian suddenly smelled the aroma of wine coming from the table next to her.

His stomach reacted.

There is wine and meat, it is hearty!

"You little doll can't drink!"

Xu Geng said with a smile.

He didn't understand how his little grandson, a little doll, knew that he was going to drink?

"Don't, grandpa, the baby is going to drink today!"

Yang Jian's acting addiction is back up.

For adults, messing around is also a killing weapon.

"You can't stand drinking, baby."

Xu Geng was also a little surprised when he looked at Yang Jian's sudden louder voice.

Why is this doll messing around?

"Don't, grandpa, the baby can stand it, don't believe it, we are better than wine?"

The soft ones will come, and the hard ones will come.

"You want to compare wine with grandpa?"

Xu Geng looked at Yang Jian and was even more surprised.

But, to be honest, the wine worm in his stomach has also begun to revive from hibernation, as an artist, how can he not drink! It's just that, in front of children, you have to pretend to be one. And now he has received a challenge from his grandson to compare wine? Coupled with the smell of wine from the adjacent table, Xu Geng felt that he couldn't hold it anymore!

"Uh-huh—"

Yang Jian nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then grandpa will have a drink with you?"

Xu Geng looked at Yang Jian, as if he was discussing with his precious grandson.

"Good!"

Yang Jian nodded vigorously.

"Okay, Xiao'er, give our grandchildren a pot of wine, it's rare to be happy today, just give our grandparents and sons a pot of good Qinlingchun!"

Qinling Spring is a famous wine produced in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, the wine is sweet and strong, the taste is pure, the main thing is that it does not burn the throat, it is more suitable for yourself and your little grandson to drink together.

"Okay, old man, please wait a moment, Qin Lingchun will be here soon!"

When Xiao'er heard this, he immediately turned around and left.

"It's rare to meet His Excellency the Squire here today, and I also ask the Squire to write a lot of poems about the dog!"

At the table next to Yang Jian, a tall man sat with his back to Yang Jian.

Opposite the man, sat a man in his sixties, dressed in a noble garment, with a hat on his head with glittering beads, his eyes twinkling, and his face full of flattery.

Behind him stood a man who was about thirty years old, but his face was restrained and respectful, looking at the man opposite, as if he didn't dare to pant loudly.

"Li Gong's intentions, Song understands, Ling Gongzi's poems, Li Gong has passed them over many times, and Song has already said it very clearly."

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