At the end of the moon, at the beginning of the month, the sun near noon has the potential to bake the earth.

Kaifeng Mansion of the Great Song Dynasty, the capital of Fusheng for a long time.

At this moment, the pergola restaurants on both sides of the Bianhe River are the busiest time of the day. These shacks are not as decent as the middle and upper class restaurants, but they are just the business of vendors, pawns, and vagrants, and they sell a variety of food.

Sheep fat leek cake, mustard powder, dried fish and crab, kidney noodle soup, fried tofu, broiled eggplant...... Meaty, vegetarian, sour, spicy, all kinds of aromas, with the help of high temperature and southeast wind, hulala generously spread in all directions, causing the boatmen on the Bianhe River to stretch their necks and praise loudly: "The fragrance is also good!" ”

Ah Si, a young man in gray kudzu short clothes, came out of the restaurant, with a big flat bamboo basket on his head, and hurriedly ran in the direction of Dongshuimen in the lower reaches of the Bianhe River.

The restaurant that hired Ah Si specializes in frying water, especially famous for frying pork intestines. Fat intestine cut into sections, will be burned to the break, oily and moist, dipped in the store's secret vinegar sauce, fat but not greasy, meat fragrance and vegetarian flavor blend, teach people to be very satisfied, in order to eat the second bite, the gods are not rare to do.

Lamb leg pork chops are not something that coolie sellers can afford to eat casually. Fortunately, rich people regard themselves as having a clean and elegant taste, and it is just a matter of putting the belly and waist on the table, and where can the pig's intestine enter the house.

The rich people look down on the water, has become the poor people's appetite for the welfare, a fried pig intestine is only ten or twenty wen, but it is delicious and attractive, and the fat is enough, and it is naturally hot.

A quarter of an hour ago, the shipwrights of several ships shouted in the air and ordered the hot sausage of this house. Practice makes perfect, and in the blink of an eye, the pork intestines and dipping sauce that were just right for the heat were wrapped in a basket, stacked in a basket, and handed over to Ah Si.

Large ships coming and going on the Bianhe River have to fold their masts before they can pass under the bridge. During the day, the waterway is crowded, and boaters have to queue for a long time.

Since Ah Si has been a buddy in the restaurant, he has delivered countless meals in the past few years, and he has already found the rhythm of his steps. Don't look at the ten or so steps after he rushed out of the restaurant, it was just for the owner to see, to prove what a diligent hired man he was.

In fact, after walking past a few willow trees and a dock, Ah Si's pace slowed down.

The several cargo ships that ordered the meal soon appeared in Ah Si's sight. Ah Si estimated that they needed a stick of incense to close the mast through the bridge hole, so he sat on the stone pier under the big willow tree in a leisurely mood, looking at the little ladies who traveled together and traveled in a row, feasting their eyes.

Suddenly, a joyful commotion came from the alley. Ah Si hurriedly turned around and stretched his head and neck.

God fulfilled his desire to see the excitement, and a red sedan chair team turned to the street by the Bianhe River, and just went here.

Although the streets are full of people, people are now doing business in fat powder shops—the beauty of a gentleman's adulthood, so as to give up four or five points on the street, and teach this wedding procession to pass smoothly and majestically.

There is also a wandering prodigal child or tongue-chewing old woman who knows the doorway, and points out: "Look at it, I only saw the matchmaker outside the car, and a few adopted mothers (the common name of "maidservants" in the Song Dynasty) and small maids, and I didn't see the groom riding a horse to lead. This woman must be Gao Pan, and the man must not look down on this family business. ”

Ah Si only stared directly at the Qili Thread on the happy car.

Xu Yu said hatefully: "I only started to receive wages this year, and it is only 800 wen a month, although I eat and live in the restaurant, but I can't save less than ten times a year, and I don't know when I will be able to marry a lady." ”

When he was secretly stupid, the wedding team in front of him stagnated.

It turned out that a group of fibermen were swarming together, and the sergeant-like men were shouting about the dispatch order, preparing to pull the fiber for a ship that was transporting the army, so the road was blocked.

Ah Si sighed to himself, lost the mood to see the excitement, so he stood up, patted his buttocks with one hand, and prepared to continue to send his pig into the water.

Suddenly, I only heard a few exclamations behind me, and the sharp old female voice was mixed with the crisp girl's voice.

Ah Si was shocked, grabbed the basket, and looked back.

I saw the bride wearing a happy crown and a green robe, taking three steps and two steps, and slamming into the wooden pillar at the head of the bridge!