In mid-autumn and early winter, the sky is getting later and later.

On the wide street, the driving masters, the eunuchs of the previous dynasty, the students who read, and the errand officials all passed by in the alleys, and the carriages with lofty instruments, the simple and simple donkey carts, and the sedan chairs with red roofs advanced in an orderly manner in the middle lane.

Wandering stalls gather on the edge of the driveway and alley, and they want to do business at both ends.

The rows of stalls from west to east on Broad Street are becoming more and more dense.

Selling rice dumplings, flower cakes, bean juice, coke circles... They are all familiar faces that can be seen every day.

Among them, there is a girl with a long body and long snowy skin and long eyes, Su Juan wraps the top of her head, and her sleeves are tied behind her back, revealing two white arms, with slightly long eyes and eyebrows, which is a rare beauty.

The beauty of the stall is different from the others, there is only a small arm-long red clay stove on the stall of the others to heat up, the beauty of the stall is placed in two big stoves, which are stuffy with a three-layer high charcoal fire, the top with a two-inch thick flat-bottomed iron crotch to cover the stove, in front of the stall, hang two words high - "fresh".

If there are good literati and ink writers passing by, they will praise the word "fresh" with the style of the Jin and Wei dynasties.

In front of the beauty, two layers of small bamboo baskets were erected, with a small coarse white porcelain bowl on the top and two large coarse porcelain bowls below, all covered with clean white tulle.

I saw the beauty pull out a small ball of soaked hair from the coarse porcelain bowl on the lower layer, clean her hands and apply oil, spread a few pieces on the board into a thin dough cake, and then take out another coarse porcelain bowl, stir it with a pair of long chopsticks, pick out a fist-sized filling, put it in the middle of the dough, and fold it into a ball from all sides of the dough, press it into a cake shape and put it in the flat-bottomed iron crotch to fry.

The hot oil "sizzles", and after a while, it wafts out an abundant aroma of oil.

Tempting white smoke rose from the iron crotch, and a scholar who couldn't bear the hunger and swallowed saliva asked the price, "Little lady, what kind of cake is this?" ”

The beauty replied with a smile, "Water chestnut meat pie, one Bawen." ”

As he spoke, he conveniently turned over the cake, and after the yellow was cooked, he picked it up with a bamboo tong, put it in a prepared hemp paper bag, and handed it over.

The cake was delivered to the eye.

Bawen a... It's expensive in the stalls.

No, it's very expensive.

A bowl of wontons stuffed with pork is sold for six cents.

The scholar glanced at the hemp paper bag and said, "Ouch", "You take the paper to wrap the cake, it's really expensive!" ”

Paper is a reader's thing!

The beauty laughed again, "The people take food as the sky, why does the gentleman guard the country?" but for the people to have a good mouth. The people have enough food and clothing to live and work in peace and contentment, and the scholars can only use paper to write Huazhang, do you say that this is the reason? ”

The beauty smiled comfortably.

The scholar obediently presented the money.

A cake for eight cents, when he finishes eating, he will blow it in the Guozijian - spending eight hundred taels of silver to eat and drink in Liuxian Ju is nothing, spending eight cents to buy a cake to eat, this is unusual!

The scholar didn't leave, but took a bite in front of the stall.

The onlookers saw that the scholar's eyes suddenly lit up, and they hurried to take the second and third bites before they chewed it!

The rich juice of the meat filling in the cake overflows from the paper-thin dough, and is instantly reabsorbed by the dough, and the patty is even more fragrant after being bitten!

Now the south wind is blowing, and the onlookers in the south have their noses moving slightly, and they can clearly smell a strange smell of meat.

The scholar's eyes widened, this... It's also so delicious!

The crust is thin and crispy, the meat filling is elastic and smooth, and even better, the filling is mixed with water chestnuts, lotus root, chestnut small particles, water chestnuts are sweet, lotus root is crisp, chestnut is sweet, and full of fat aroma of meat filling together, in addition to fragrant and fresh, he can not eat any taste!

Eight pennies...

He was willing to spend eight taels of silver for this!

Delicious!

It's delicious!

The scholar only had five mouthfuls, solved a meat pie, and wanted to buy it again, but saw that the beauty held a bowl of steaming soy milk and handed it to his eyes, the soy milk was packed in a porcelain bowl, white and clean, "The morning drum is about to sound, Lang Jun eat quickly, don't choke, drink soy milk and smooth your stomach." Then he added intimately, "You can drink it with confidence, soy milk is given, no money." ”

The morning drum is almost ringing!

Guozijian is going to school!

It's too late to eat another ironclad!

The scholar took the soy milk and drank it dry, ouch! Soy milk is also delicious! The strong soybean flavor is not the slightest fishy smell of beans, and the yellow sugar is just right, which is very greasy to solve the cake!

Seeing that people eat well, there are onlookers who also come to buy, and when there are more people buying, the aroma emitted by the stalls becomes more and more attractive, attracting the noble officials and eunuchs in the sedan chair to send slaves to buy - it is not easy to have a stuttering belly pad on the road in the morning, it is even more difficult to have a hot belly, and there is a particularly delicious hot food, which is not easy to eat, and it is even more difficult.

The reaction of the diners to the first bite was particularly unanimous - they couldn't help but let out a sigh!

The meat filling is juicy and not greasy, and the crust is crispy but not oily!

The filling is very well mixed and fragrant and moist!

When you bite into your mouth, you will find a crispy crust, followed by the juice of the meat filling bursting like grapes!

It's easy for one person to say good, but it's not easy for a group of people to say good.

The big guys say it's a good thing, that's a really good thing!

After a while, there was a long line in front of the stall.

Han chuan assembly line operation, one iron crotch can spread two cakes, two iron crotch can spread four cakes in turn, just when the diners are waiting for a little anxious, the meat patties are served.

The morning drum sounded, and the white fish belly at the end of the sky was tilted to most of the fill-in, Han Chuan ripped off the name of the stall, cleaned up the iron crotch porcelain bowl, and bowed to the people who were still in line with a smile and apologized, "Ladies and gentlemen, if you want to eat tomorrow, please hurry up!" Offended, offended! ”

"Ho! We're still in line! ”

"The people who went to school in the last dynasty are gone, and we are still waiting for breakfast to do business!"

"It's been a moment! Let me go!? ”

There was a lot of noise in the queue.

Han Chuan smiled and lifted the empty basin above his head, "It's hard for a good woman to cook without rice!" The crust and filling are gone, and there is still some soy milk left, why don't you serve it to you and quench your thirst? ”

There is nothing good to drink in soy milk, but this little lady is ironing when she speaks, and the good thing for the men in Beijing is a face, and the face is enough, and no one is embarrassed to compare it with a little lady.

The diners waved their hands, smiled and dispersed, and some were talking to Han Chuan at the stall, "When will Ming'er come?" ”

"Come over at the right time, sell a hundred cakes and close the stall!" Han Chuan cleaned up and answered.

"Do more. Look at the gentlemen waiting today, if you don't eat this bite, you have to come tomorrow. ”

Han Chuan didn't say good, he didn't say bad, he gave a blessing and smiled, "I waited for the guest officer to come." ”

Early the next morning, there were really diners who hadn't eaten the day before waiting in front of the stall, proudly handing over eight cents, "Bring me a cake!" ”

Han Chuan smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed into two crescents, "Today's cake is ten cents." ”