Zhang San remembered that the guy called "I am a god" in the game said that he wanted to give himself a gift, but his game name was prodigal Yanqing, how did he become Zhang San! Said good Yanqing!

Next, Zhang San kept muttering and followed everyone to the south. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info crossed an arched bridge and walked for more than half an hour, everyone was still in a hurry, Zhang Shan asked Li Sidao strangely: "Where are you going?"

Li Si explained in a low voice: "We went to the Great Xiangguo Temple to sell vegetables, and we happened to be playing there. After Li Si finished speaking, he remembered that he was a little embarrassed to pick up vegetables from Zhang San.

Zhang San said strangely: "We have walked more than ten miles, and we have seen two of them at the city gate, why can't we get it?" Isn't Daxiangkokuji Temple near a vegetable garden? ”

Li Si explained: "The third brother doesn't know, this Daxiangguo Temple is on the side of Xinlingfang in the inner city, and the vegetable garden of Daxiangguo Temple is on the wall of Yue Temple outside the Suzuo Gate. It's more than 20 miles away. ”

Only then did Zhang San know that the vegetable garden of Daxiangguo Temple was not around the temple, and Zhang San was suddenly curious, wasn't it the Northern Song Dynasty at this time, where did Yue Fei come from? Where did the Yue Temple come from? So he asked, "Who is the Yue Temple enshrined?" ”

Li Si said strangely: "Naturally, it is to worship the Emperor of Wuyue." ”

Zhang San knew that he was lonely and unheard.

At this time, Zhang San saw the brilliant lights in the distance and the flow of people shuttling, and couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Where is that, why is it still so lively in the middle of the night?" ”

Li Si said: "That's the night market on Liangmenwai Street. ”

Zhang San watched from a distance, although it was still late at night, where there were indeed all kinds of hawking, stalls, and the flow of people shuttling back and forth was endless. It seems that the Bianjing Night Market in the Northern Song Dynasty written in the book is this.

The crowd did not stop, and after another half an hour, shops began to open and do business on the street. Zhang San followed the crowd through a city gate into the inner city, began to walk eastward, less than half an hour to a huge square is estimated to be more than 150 meters wide, as for the length of the north and south, I don't know how much. Zhang San asked curiously, "Where is this?" ”

Li Si replied: "This is Suzaku Street. I'll go quickly, lest I ram the courtier's horse. ”

Zhang San walked on the Northern Song Dynasty Royal Street, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this width is difficult to see in later generations, and Tiananmen Square has this momentum.

Passing through Suzaku Street, the surroundings began to be lively, Zhang San looked to the north of the street, a huge gatehouse towered, a row of horse-tied piles outside the door, the horse stone was on the left side, the door hung a huge lantern, Zhang San watched carefully, the plaque of the gatehouse said four golden characters of the Great Xiangguo Temple.

Zhang San followed everyone through the Great Xiangguo Temple in the east of the temple in a vegetable market, found a vacant place to put down the burden, Zhang San saw, there are already a lot of vegetable farmers around or carrying a flat pole or driving a donkey cart to sell vegetables, and the people who buy vegetables on the street are also bustling.

After a while, someone came to inquire about the price, Zhang San and the others had no capital because they were stolen, and they were cheaper than the vegetable farmers nearby. After a long time, there are naturally some regular customers. Seeing them coming, someone immediately came to buy them, and it didn't take long for more than ten people's dishes to be sold out. Zhang San's two baskets of vegetables were sold for a total of more than 200 yuan.

The sky was already bright, and everyone picked up their burdens and headed north, stopping at a place where the word "Wang's steamed bun shop" was written on it. He stacked the baskets and put them by the door, stood at the door, and when he came into the store, seven or eight people sat around one table, and sat at two tables.

As soon as he entered the store, Li Si shouted: "Boss, first twenty cooking cakes on each table, and then a bowl of bean curd per person!" ”

At this moment, a crisp shout came from inside: "Here it is!" ”

After a while, a handsome woman about thirty years old, wearing a red skirt and a pale red jacket. Coming out with two large plates of cooking cakes, the woman smiled before she spoke: "Which distinguished guest should I be, the voice is so familiar, it turns out that the third brother Zhang and the fourth brother Li are here, how can I be free today to patronize my sister-in-law's shop." ”

As he spoke, a plate of cooking cakes and a plate of pickles were served to each table. Everyone began to eat cooking cakes and pickles, and did not speak.

Zhang San picked up a cooking cake and looked at it, isn't this the kind of thick steamed bun he ate in his hometown when he was a child? Zhang San put it in his mouth and took a bite, the taste was average, a little like when he was a child, Zhang San was also born poor, and he didn't dislike it, and he didn't eat until last night and was hungry. I ate it with relish.

After a while, the proprietress gave each person a bowl of bean curd, and the bean curd was poured with a layer of mutton soup and a little pickles, and everyone drank it with a snorting sound. Zhang San also felt that it tasted good when he drank it, and suddenly felt that at least his stomach would not be wronged in the future.

Zhang San thought that it seemed that the wisdom of the ancients should not be underestimated, could it be that there was no stir-frying, and there was no MSG, so you couldn't make delicious meals? Not necessarily! People who think this way are not allowed to cook at home!

Then each table asked for ten cooking cakes, after eating, everyone made up money according to the amount they ate to pay Li Si, cooking cakes for each three Wen, Douhua for each bowl of two Wen, watching the proprietress and Li Si there, with bamboo sticks there for two or three minutes to settle the account, the boss waived two cents and a fraction.

Zhang Sanzhen wanted to rush up and say: "Sixteen people ate sixty cooking cakes for one hundred and eighty wen, and sixteen bowls of bean curd for thirty-two wen, a total of two hundred and twelve wen." "What do you count as a half day?

After dinner, Li Si said to the proprietress: "Boss, my basket will be stored with you first, and I will come back in the afternoon." ”

The woman smiled and said, "Third brother, fourth brother, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of you." ”

Everyone thanked and left, everyone put down the flat basket, and went north with a relaxed and laughing heart.

Along the way, the flow of people began to dense, and the shouting began to rise one after another. Zhang San asked Li Si a little strangely: "Brothers, where are you going at this time?" ”

Li Si said: "Let's go to Wazi Street, go shopping around Goolan, and then see what is lively to see, and go back in the evening." ”

Zhang Sanyi was surprised when he heard the word "tick column", he was going to visit a brothel early in the morning? This is not very good, I didn't expect that the first time I came to Da Song for pastime was to go to a crazy brothel!

Zhang San suddenly felt that his little heart was pounding, as an aspiring young man, Zhang San had never held hands with the girl. Zhang San remembered his youth.

Zhang San is entangled in whether he is going? Or do you want to go? Or do you want to go?

Follow the crowd shuttling in the flow of people, wandering around, anyway, everyone said that they were going to go to the hook fence, but they also stopped to see the fun on the road, and there was no purpose, that is, there were many people there to drill there, along the way, Zhang San saw that some of the lively places sold strange spices in the Western Regions, some were juggling and singing, and also saw the chest broken boulders, climbing poles and other difficult projects, and even saw some people who trained insects and birds, and played with guns and sticks.

Zhang San couldn't see their depth, he only felt that the stick was playing tiger and tiger, moving forward and backward, left and right, and acting like a master. Zhang Sanben wanted to continue to watch, but Li Si said: "It's all flowers, we don't know how much we have fallen in a year, I heard that Cheng Jiagoulan has a new little lady who sings well, and she looks beautiful." Let's go see and see. ”