Chapter 182: The Son of Heaven and His Wife Come to Visit the Store (Part I)

In the wax moon, the air is always frozen at dawn.

It will take another two hours, when the sun rises to the southeast and the light of the day ignites the warmth of the earth, and Bianjing City will really wake up and start a day of busy traffic and noisy people.

However, in the winter moon of the second year of Shaosheng, the morning sun seems to rise from a dim sum shop outside the Donghua Gate.

When the surrounding shops and alleys are still silent in the darkness of the long winter night, after the fifth watch, the lights are lit up here, and the grenade-colored light is scattered through the window grille, like a red sun jumping out of the dark sea.

Then, the chimney of the roof began to emit white gas, and it was like a cloud of mist, floating into the air.

The shop wrapped in lights and cooking smoke is far less elegant than the big restaurants in this area, but it is much brighter and cleaner than the foot shop.

A very crisp bamboo fence encloses the courtyard twenty or thirty steps square at the door.

Along the fence, there are even a few plum plants, which are being planted this season.

However, these plum blossoms are destined to fail to deduce the quiet artistic conception of dark fragrance floating, because at the beginning of every day, the yard is very lively.

Under the plum trees, horses were parked, and the servants were hunched and gossiping in the winter cold.

On the opposite side of the plum tree is a long white lantern with the names of the owners and the provincial temple where they worked.

Although Yao Huan had seen officials carrying white lanterns to the court at the gate of the palace, when he saw the lanterns of the Song Dynasty ministers so neatly placed in his courtyard, his first reaction was that it looked like a row of shared bicycles......

Of course, as a diligent and welcoming female shopkeeper, she doesn't have much time to complain about the barrage - even if Xiao Yue'er comes to help, Yao Huan is still busy like a war every morning.

The product pricing of a decent restaurant is always much higher than that of the roadside stall at the entrance of the palace, otherwise where does the rent, commercial tax, material cost, and gross profit come from?

However, the salaries of the courtiers of the Northern Song Dynasty were very high, and the officials who came to breakfast spent fifty or sixty wen each, which did not seem to be a big deal.

The revenue in the morning is close to two, what can Yao Huan do without rolling up his sleeves and cheering.

The colder it gets, the better her shop's business becomes.

Officials who are not qualified to enter the courtyard and wait for the court, who doesn't want to have such a warm and fragrant house in the weather of the tenth winter wax moon?

Bake a cold palm?

What about filling in the hungry intestines?

There are five kinds of breakfast served in the store, pork belly red dates glutinous rice cake?

Steamed buns with mushrooms?

Dip sesame starch candy brush crisp, five-rice porridge?

New arpeggio drinker.

Rice cake steamed buns and porridge are ordinary dim sum, so it's okay?

The brush is quite a novelty.

A bud as big as a flower?

Fried hot, the slightest is distinct, and it can be messed with sheep. Due to the high proportion of wheat flour, although this brush crisp does not have the strong milk fragrance of the famous "ghee abalone snail" in Kaifeng?

But it is extremely full.

The most amazing thing for officials to go from strange to love?

It is the unique drink of this house - "New Papa Guest".

The name of the word plate is similar, and it is said that it was given by Su Song Su Gong. The plaque is also inscribed by the official family, in recognition of the shopkeeper's lady who has given porridge for disaster relief.

This drink, with a bitter taste that is different from sencha, goes well with meat, cheese and sweets. This is greasy to press and that?

That one lifted this one again.

The shopkeeper also prepared three condiments that can be objectively selected whether to add to the drink.

One is honey-blended dried osmanthus, and the other is sugar-soaked orange peel shreds.

The third?

It is more appropriate for the occasion, is it to pick the plum blossoms that will not bloom?

Washed with salted snow water, they are like hosta flowers on the temples of a beauty.

Salted plums?

Throw yourself into the new arpeggio drink?

Excited by the heat?

The fragrance of plum is curling, but it is not covered by the burnt aroma of this bean drink.

"It's strange that the aroma of this bean drink is so strong, but it also allows for the coexistence of meat, frankincense, and flowers."

"It's called Junzi Bean. Everything in the world, there are many people who have the wind of a gentleman, and the old man's inner son is also good at cooking, she said that there are also gentlemen in melons and vegetables, which are bitter gourds from Tianzhu. Hey, Mrs. Yao, do you know why? ”

Hey, from ancient times to the present, middle-aged and elderly men with some social status are the same, good teachers, and like to teach others.

Yao Huan was finishing the snacks on that table, listening to the official at this table, he thought about it for a while, and replied respectfully: "But because bitter gourd is cooked with any meat and vegetables, it will not affect their taste, and its own bitterness will not be lost." Artemisia watercress is different, and it will give more or less herb gas to other ingredients. ”

"Exactly."

The official who made the question served in the Yushi Observatory, and his professional habit was to like to make long sarcasms, and he couldn't help but play again: "Beans have gentleman's beans, and vegetables have gentlemen's dishes, many of the gentlemen in this person are hypocrites." Look at Sima Guang, in the mouths of the Empress Dowager Xuanren and the old party of Yuan You, there is a gentleman's style of filial piety and loyalty, frugality and integrity, advance and retreat, and sit upright, in fact? ”

The other smiled sadly and continued: "Actually, I haven't written a lot of spring lyrics and songs. The bun is loose and loose, and the lead is lightly made up...... After the sheng song dispersed, the wine first woke up, and the moon in the deep courtyard was quiet. ”

Another one took a big sip of the new papa, and his tone became more and more urgent: "The curtain screen reflects Zhu Yan, and we meet in a drunken dream." Hey, so Sima Xianggong is so charming and addicted, I am afraid that Liu Sanchang will sigh to himself. ”

The last one "snorted": "If you teach hypocrites to listen to this evaluation, they will find a saying that 'gentlemen are lustful but not lewd' and give you back." ”

Everyone coaxed: "The upper beam is still not right and the lower beam is crooked, it is all used to the Empress Dowager Xuanren." If you want to wash away the old and stinking hypocrite wind in the Yuan You period, you should still order the three provinces, the imperial history platform, the prefectures and temples, and the Privy Council to clean up and compile the "Yuan You Courtiers". ”

Just as he was talking about the lively place, he only heard a few gongs in the direction of the palace gate, and the thunderous sound of opening the door curfew urged these officials to get up one after another, take out their blankets and settle the account.

They straightened their hats and wings, stepped out of the door, found their lanterns, and were waited by the servants to mount their horses, and went in the direction of the palace gate.

The world inside the store suddenly fell silent.

Yao Huan rested on the corner bench and watched Xiao Yue'er quickly clean up the plates.

The morning light was twilight, and the sound of Master Li's piano came upstairs. The music does not leave the mouth, the strings do not leave the hand, they eat music and rice, and they start to practice the piano every day when the rooster crows.

On the seven strings, listen to the pine wind and cold.

The sound of the piano was peaceful and distant, but it couldn't really calm Yao Huan's heart.

These politicians, who have been trained in the court for many years and should have at least a little bit of the city government, will now have no scruples to openly arrange the Empress Dowager Xuanren in the market, naming and sarcastically naming the late prime minister, and talking about the courtiers of Yuan You is even more vicious and vicious, which shows that the arrogance of the new party such as Zhang Dian and Zhang Shangying in the court is becoming more and more vigorous.

And these pawns seem to be completely unaware that compiling the past recitals of the courtiers is a kind of catastrophe that has set off a "literary prison", and they do not care that such a "revenge" of the New Party will bring even worse harm to the already unclear government.

Political struggle is indeed a destruction of human nature.

But not long ago, she learned a secret that may be even more dehumanizing.

The busy business in the winter did not make Yao Huan let go of an uncomfortable and depressed mood.

Soon, the visit of a couple stimulated Yao Huan's shock even more.

On the eighth day of the lunar month, the imperial court had another holiday.

did not do the morning business, after receiving some random orders in the lunch market, the flow of customers gradually thinned.

Yao Huan didn't dare to enjoy the leisure, taking advantage of the warm afternoon sunshine, he took out the last small half bag of green coffee beans, and carried the stove to the courtyard, and put on the improved iron bucket given by Su Song, ready to roast the coffee beans.

Just as the start of construction was about to start, there was a sudden uproar on the street outside the hospital.

Looking at a group of sergeants who were completely different from the forbidden uniforms of the military patrol shop, they rushed over in an uproar, guarding this section of Zhulin Street, and shouting at pedestrians to avoid.

Yao Huan got up in wonder, and before he could go out to see the excitement, a big carriage with a golden roof and vermilion paint that he had never seen before had stopped at the gate of the small courtyard.