After Mrs. He and his two guards went back, Grandpa Xu went to the boiling water room to fetch hot water.

Seeing that there was hot water, as if playing a trick, he took out two basins from the space.

Grandpa Xu looked at these two pots and asked, "Little Yu'er, why did you bring out all the pots at home?" ”

"Hehe, ancestor, don't you have soldiers and horses before moving the grain and grass, and the washbasin and footbasin are also war materials, so naturally you have to go where to take them?" said to Grandpa Xu with a smile.

Grandpa Xu touched Duan Huan's head, "You are the best at talking crookedly!" ”

After washing, the grandfather and grandson lay on the bed and soon entered the Black Sweet Township.

After several days of train journey, the energy was almost exhausted.

Although they are all sleepers, the problem is that the train is noisy now, and Grandpa Xu doesn't dare to sleep too well on the train.

He also took three babies with him when he went out, so he was afraid that something would happen at night.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Xu really brought his joy and was ready to go out to taste the same food.

Grandpa Xu is actually not familiar with the capital, and he used to come to the capital when he was studying at the military academy and coming to a meeting on a business trip.

But he was on a mission there, and the troops had arranged their travel, so there was no time or reason to hang out, let alone find any food.

The big man was already living roughly, and he could be full of cold steamed buns in the canteen after nibbling a few and drinking a few sips of water.

As for now that he is unofficial and light, his great-granddaughter is his big baby, so naturally whatever his great-granddaughter says, is what he says.

When he was drinking last night, he asked Mrs. He about what delicious and fun things were in the capital.

At that time, Mrs. He laughed at him when he heard it, saying how the once iron-blooded man had become a great-granddaughter slave of the twenty-four filial pieties.

Grandpa Xu can't care about ridicule or not, and now he has a score in his heart when he goes out, isn't it very good.

The grandparents and grandchildren took a few bus stops, got off in an alley, and went directly into a courtyard.

Huan Huan looked at the door's face, there was no signboard, it was estimated that it was a private restaurant that was secretly operating at home.

An old lady in her fifties was full of smiles and said to Grandpa Xu, "Are you here?" What would you like to eat today? ”

At first glance, I thought that Grandpa Xu had come here to eat before.

"I was introduced by someone else, and I don't know what is delicious in your house, look at it, our appetite is okay, I'm not afraid that we can't eat it!" Grandpa Xu also said casually.

The old lady poured tea and served a plate of saqima, pulled the bell at the door a few times, and then stood aside.

I watched as the bell was tied with a thread, and all the way along the edge of the eaves to the house behind.

Bell ordering, it's kind of interesting, at least it's a lot of panache.

Huan Huan looked at this plate of yellowish sakima, picked up a piece and took a bite without fear of sweetness, and his eyes immediately lit up.

The taste is moderate, not as sweet and greasy as expected, loose and soft texture, and with a milky flavor.

"Grandma, your Saqima is so delicious!" Duan Huan gave a thumbs up to the smiling old lady.

The old lady smiled even more, "This little Gege is really knowledgeable, my family has been running a pastry shop for generations, I haven't learned any skills, just this Saqima is okay!" ”

"You're a Manchu, aren't you? Only Manchurians call the little girl Gege, right? "I talked to the old lady myself.

The old lady nodded, "Yes or no, we Manchus only have official women or noble women who can be called Gege!" ”

"Then if you call me that, it's a mistake!" laughing and chatting with the old lady,

The old lady waved her hand and said, "I can't do anything in my life, my wife is good!" Look at the old man, you are from Rongma, right? ”

"How did you guess?" Grandpa Xu was also interested at this time, "You can't see it!" ”

"Just know a little bit about it!" The old lady said modestly and arrogantly: "But it's still no problem to look at the cause and effect of fortune!" ”

Grandpa Xu also stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up, he felt that the kind of person who said that he had predicted with his iron mouth as soon as he came up didn't have to say it, he must be a charlatan.

But right now, this old lady still seems to have some ability.

"Can you take a look at my doll?" Grandpa Xu asked tentatively.

The old lady shook her head and said, "It stands to reason that fortune tellers are not counted as children's lives, but it doesn't hurt to say anything about this little Gege in your family.

You must also know that she is from an extraordinary background, and she is certainly not bad in luck.

Recently, she has also been stained with a dragon spirit, and the demons and evil spirits can't get close to her.

I can meet such a lucky person, it is considered lucky in this life, what else can I count? ”

Hearing this, Grandpa Xu fell into deep thought.

Before, the old lady saw through his military background, and he thought it was a coincidence.

Now that even the bottom of the joy has been opened, he can't help but believe it.

After listening to the old lady's words, his heart turned upside down, but he still held the Saqima and gnawed on it, pretending not to hear the conversation between Grandpa Xu and the old lady.

At this time, there are no tricks to win, and nothing is better than pretending to be stupid.

Grandpa Xu was silent for half a minute, and then cleaned up his expression and joked,

"Your old man is really joking, now that the Qing Dynasty is dead, there is no emperor left, how can there be any dragon energy?

Besides, my family is a female doll, can she still be the emperor, and the eloquence of Empress Wu Zetian is probably not available to everyone! ”

"Who said that having a dragon qi to protect himself is the emperor, and besides, your child's dragon qi is not a real dragon, but cultivating Jackie Chan's dragon qi is also unattainable, and it is also the atmospheric luck against the sky!" The old lady was a little anxious when she heard that Grandpa Xu didn't believe her words.

Grandpa Xu smiled and was about to say something to cover it up, when a middle-aged man entered the house with a large tray, and shouted when he entered the house:

"Fragrant fried liver and steaming steamed buns!"

Duan Huan looked at two large bowls of fried liver and a large plate of white steamed buns, and immediately his appetite came up.

The fried liver looks bright and juicy, the garlic is full of fragrance, and the brown-yellow thick soup looks good like soybean paste.

I tasted a bite of the fat sausage, the fat sausage was very clean, and there was no peculiar smell when I ate it, and then I opened it up and ate it.

In fact, many outsiders are not used to eating fried liver, first, they feel that the fat intestines are smelly.

Then add the fermented flavor of soybean paste and the flavor of garlic paste in the soup.

The combination of several flavors is a stink bomb for many people.

Especially those who have a light taste and obvious sense of taste, they are even more unaccustomed to eating.

Enjoy a bite of fried liver and a bite of steamed buns, and those who are not used to eating fried liver in the capital are considered to be at a loss.

As for Grandpa Xu, he was not a picky eater, and seeing his great-granddaughter eating happily, he would only feel that the taste he was not used to was not tasteful.

Grandpa Xu and Duan Huan finished eating, and then the middle-aged man recognized that he was the son of the old lady just now.

The middle-aged man apologized to Grandpa Xu apologetically: "My mother is old, so she is a little chattering, and she disturbed the two of you eating!" ”

"No, no, it's fun to chat with the old lady!" Grandpa Xu waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

In the end, the price of the account was a total of four or five yuan, and there were no food stamps, which was actually not expensive.

The buns in the state-run restaurants outside are not so big and have few fillings, and they have to be one or two cents a piece.

Just now, there are ten buns alone, and the liver and fat sausage in the fried liver are still meat, and the portion is actually quite a lot.

It can only be said that this private dish is still very real, and the more important point is that you can eat enough if you have money without food stamps, and you don't need to spend Grandpa Xu's national food stamps.

After eating, Grandpa Xu went straight to Tiananmen Square with all his joy, which is very much the style of free travel in the capital in later generations.

For many people who come to the capital for the first time, the first pilgrimage check-in place must be Tiananmen Square, as if they can't start their subsequent travel itinerary without visiting Tiananmen Square first.

Duan Huan took out his camera from his satchel and took a photo of Grandpa Xu.

There are very few photos of Grandpa Xu at home, and one slap can be counted, and these are all commemorative photos of work activities.

After taking the photos, he happily laughed at Grandpa Xu for having a phobia of lenses, and he involuntarily raised his chest and raised his head with the middle fingers of both hands pressed against the seam of his pants.

After teaching Grandpa Xu how to use a camera, she asked Grandpa Xu to take a few photos for her.

Although she was not a selfie expert in her previous life, she could pose a lot, and her expression was extremely relaxed, so Grandpa Xu pressed the shutter several times in a row.