After eating dinner indiscriminately, Wang Dong cleaned up a room and went to bed early.

Since you have come to Datang, you should abide by the rules of Datang and adjust your work and rest time normally.

The night was so long that Wang Dong woke up early. Looking at the sky, it was still hazy outside, and when he closed his eyes, Wang Dong couldn't sleep anymore.

"Gollum ......"

The protest from the belly made Wang Dong smile bitterly. Just eating some chestnut rice, it was obviously difficult to survive this long night, which made Wang Dong sleepy, tossing and turning for a long time, and finally got dressed.

"Since I can't sleep, go out for a walk."

Coming here, there are far fewer restrictions than in the palace, so Wang Dong can act freely.

"I don't know, at this point, there is anything to sell."

Estimate the time, and in half an hour, it will be dawn, so Wang Dong, who was not sleepy, took out more than a dozen dollars and walked out of the wine shop.

Compared with the sultry heat of the day, the temperature before dawn was very cool, and with the dim light, Wang Dong saw that on the ancient road, people passed by from time to time, and the direction was in the direction of Jinyang City.

"Huh? I can't imagine that this road is more lively than in the daytime. Wang Dong couldn't help muttering, and then followed curiously.

Yesterday, Wang Dong deliberately paid attention to the passenger flow on this ancient road and found that there were few pitiful. The reason is very simple, the ancient road in the east of the city is not an official road, and the people who enter and exit on weekdays are the people of nearby towns and villages.

Jinyang City, if you want to say the busiest place, it is naturally the South Gate.

The south gate, the road is spacious and smooth, there are many caravans in and out during the day, compared to this east gate, I don't know how many times more lively.

But why is it so lively at the East Gate before dawn?

Wang Dong walked a few steps closely, caught up with the few pedestrians in front of him who were walking in a group, and found that they were all carrying some things on their backs. Some are a load of firewood, and some are a load of vegetables.

"This old man, I don't know if you went to that Jinyang City." Wang Dong asked respectfully.

The old man turned around with a hat and found a young man waiting for an answer very respectfully, so he patiently replied, "Exactly." ”

"Dare to ask a few old men, you carry these things, but go to the city to sell them?"

"Yes, young man, what is the matter with you?"

Wang Dong smiled: "I also want to go to the city, I don't know, can I go along the way?" ”

"Absolutely."

So, Wang Dong followed behind those old men and walked towards the city.

When you come to the east gate, several white lanterns are hung high above the city gate, illuminating the city gate. Several officers guarding the city were on guard, and under the city gates, people kept entering the city. These people, all carrying or carrying some things, seem to want to sell them in the city.

The officers guarding the city did not stop the people who entered the city, and they were all allowed to go, and Wang Dong and several people also entered the city along with him.

"Uncle, how much can you exchange for this load of firewood on your shoulder?" Wang Dong asked curiously.

"Cents."

Sanpenny? For this number, Wang Dong has no intuitive feeling for the time being, and he doesn't know what kind of value these three cents are. However, if you want to chop a load of good firewood, the time it takes is afraid that it will take a whole day.

These people who entered the city, like the woodcutter, set out before dawn every day, and then exchanged the freshly picked fruits, fruits, and vegetables for money to live. The general situation is like the morning market of the 21st century.

While most people were still asleep, these hard-working people began a day of running for a living.

"Young man, we're going to sell firewood, and you're up for it."

"Thank you, sir."

Bidding farewell to these well-wishers, Wang Dong began to stroll around the "morning market" that spontaneously gathered, and then looked at the sky, the east had already appeared white, and dawn was just around the corner.

"Gollum!"

After walking this way, Wang Dong's stomach began to protest again. Wang Dong patted his belly and sighed: "I don't know, there is no food sold in this morning market." ”

When the words fell, the tip of Wang Dong's nose suddenly wafted a burst of fragrance.

"It smells so good!"

Coming to Datang, it was the first time for Wang Dong to smell such a mouth-watering fragrance, and this stimulation made Wang Dong's stomach even more "gurgling".

Hungry and fragrant, Wang Dong had a great appetite, and when he looked for the fragrance, he walked to a stall.

When I came closer, I saw that the stall was already full of people, and the aroma came from the crowd.

"Serve me a bowl."

"I want it too."

……

This fragrant "food" is obviously very popular, and Wang Dong is also looking forward to it, what kind of food is this.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Dong found that several old men who had just entered the city together also appeared nearby, and Wang Dong hurriedly greeted: "Old man! You're here too? ”

"Huh? I can't imagine that you're here, young man. ”

"That's right, a few old men are here, could it be that they are also here to eat?"

"Haha, I'm ashamed to say that we have a few old bones, we don't have any hobbies on weekdays, and our biggest hobby is to drink a bowl of hot bean curd here every morning." When it came to this bean curd, the faces of several old men showed covetousness.

"Bean curd?" Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, feeling that this word was very familiar.

"Young man, we meet today because of fate, come and come, we will invite you to drink a bowl today and taste the craftsmanship of the Zhang family."

So, when Wang Dong was still thinking about what "Douhua" was, he was hugged into the crowd by several old men.

"The lady of the Zhang family, eight bowls of bean curd, there is labor."

"Okay, right now."

A crisp voice came along with the aroma, and after a while, a young pretty woman carried a tray and served five bowls of hot and fragrant bean curd.

"A few slow users." The woman's voice is like a silver bell, the words are crisp, the voice is like a turn, and it is very comfortable to listen to in the ears.

Looking down again, looking at the things on the woman's tray, Wang Dong was shocked, and said secretly in his heart: "This ...... Isn't this the modern tofu brain? ”

Tofu brain, also known as tofu flower, bean curd, is a very famous snack in China since ancient times, tofu flower, bean curd is mainly concentrated in the south, in the 21st century, the north is commonly known as tofu brain.

Wang Dong, a native of the north, first heard the name of "Douhua", he felt very familiar, and now look at the things in the bowl, Wang Dong is a great understanding.

And this bowl of bean curd gave Wang Dong a very strong sense of belonging.

In two eras spanning thousands of years, how shocking and wonderful is it to be able to eat the same thing? Holding the bowl of bean curd, Wang Dong was reluctant to eat it for a while.

"Young man, why do you just watch and don't eat? You try it, it's sweet and delicious. Several old men, while gobbling up the delicious taste of bean curd, said to Wang Dong.

Over there, the lady of the Zhang family, who sold bean curd, also noticed Wang Dong's abnormality, thinking that he had no money to pay the bill, so she came over and said, "Look at your face, I will give you this bowl." ”

"Give me food?"

"yes, how?" The lady of the Zhang family blinked a pair of big watery eyes.

Wang Dong said excitedly: "Thank you, thank you." ”

"Then why don't you eat it while it's hot?"

"This lady, forgive me for taking the liberty of taking the liberty of the future, can you give me another fritter?"