Chapter 320: Persimmons and Pressed Cakes
This is the third time Fang Fei has walked a long way, and it is also the most comfortable walk.
The first time was from Liujiawan in the south to the capital, the journey was thrilling and arduous, and the experience at that time was occasionally dreamed of;
The second time was also from the capital to Xi'an, there were not only Xu An and a few people around him, but also Xiao Ren and his people, although they did not have to be frightened, they did not worry about eating and drinking, but they were in a hurry, and they were sleeping in the open, which was very hard;
The third time is now, sitting in the carriage with the hand stove, the carriage of the Qin Wangfu is wide and comfortable, with a thick mattress, although it is bumpy, it is much more comfortable than riding a horse.
Fang Fei ate a peanut with satisfaction: "Miss, I'll sleep for a while, if you have something, call me." ”
"Well, you sleep, unless you have to run for your life, it's okay to call you." Shen Tong was reading, and before leaving, she borrowed two books from Mr. Chi.
Fang Fei stuck out her tongue, closed her eyes and fell asleep, she didn't think that Miss was scaring her, running for her life or something, she had been used to it for a long time after a long time.
The carriage was hung with a thick curtain and there was no view of the outside view. The willow branches in Xi'an City have faintly revealed spring, but out of Xi'an City, walking all the way to the north, that little bit of spring has disappeared without a trace.
Sometimes the north wind hunts, sometimes it will rain light snow, Shen Tong closed the book, lifted the curtain and looked out, the dead grass and stumps, desolate everywhere.
Han Wuji's eyes were sharp, and when he saw the curtain open, he rode over and asked, "Miss Shen, is there something wrong?" ”
"It's okay, are you cold, do you want to warm up in the car?" Shen Tong asked.
Han Wuji is the same age as her, and he is only thirteen years old after the New Year, and the man has not yet tied his hair, and he is still a child.
"I'm not cold." Han Wuji said.
"Huo'er didn't cause trouble, did he?" Shen Tong asked again.
Huo'er also came.
On this trip, for the sake of insurance, Zhou Zheng brought fifty more war horses in case of replacement. In order to conserve their strength, the horses were chained to carts during the journey, and the fire was among them.
Huo'er had just bitten the ear of one of the horses yesterday, so Shen Tong asked a little questions.
In fact, Shen Tong couldn't figure it out, when did Huo'er learn to bite with his mouth?
It was the first time Shen Tong had seen a horse fighting with his mouth, and this horse was still hers.
"I put a chew on the fire, and it didn't cause any more trouble." Aside from Shen Tong and Xiao Ren, Han Wuji is Huo'er's favorite human.
Shen Tong laughed, other horses wear chews for fear that they will eat grass and delay walking, and Huo'er wears chews to prevent it from biting other horses.
At this time, a palace guard galloped over, shouting loudly as he ran: "The third prince has an order, rest in place!" The third son has an order, rest in place! The third prince has an order......"
Everyone exhaled, and they could finally stop and rest.
This time, it was one hundred people from the Xianyang battalion who were the protectors for Zhou Zheng, and in addition, there were fifty of Zhou Zheng's own guards. The leader of the troops was Xiao Ren's subordinate Yue Yang.
However, along the way, Shen Tong saw Yue Yang very few times, and most of the time, Yue Yang was by Zhou Zheng's side.
Today, contrary to the norm, Shen Tong stepped out of the carriage to relax his muscles and bones, and saw Yue Yang coming over with a full spirit, without the fatigue of running all the way.
"Miss Shen, are you tired?" Yue Yang smiled.
"Fortunately, General Yue has worked hard." Shen Tong said.
"It's not hard, it's not hard, this is for Miss Shen to taste." Yue Yang said, handing over a small bag of coarse cloth.
Shen Tong took it and asked, "Is this what the third prince asked me to deliver?" ”
"No", Yue Yang rushed out, and then, for some reason, slapped himself in the mouth and changed his words. "Yes, yes, yes!"
Among Xiao Ren's subordinates, Yue Yang can speak well, and I don't know if he is too tired from rushing today, he seems to be wrong.
Shen Tong thanked her, and after Yue Yang left, she opened the coarse cloth bag, and there were actually a few yellow persimmons inside.
"Hey, this is not a persimmon from Lintong, nor is it from Fuping, I haven't seen such a big persimmon." Fang Fei, who was originally asleep in the carriage, woke up at some point, poked her head out and stared at the persimmon in Shen Tong's hand.
Lintong, not far from Xi'an, is rich in persimmons, persimmons are small, red, and like a small lantern when hanging on the tree; And the persimmons of Fuping are pointy in shape, which is also different from this one.
This persimmon was obviously not brought from Xi'an.
Shen Tong smiled when she saw Fang Fei's salivating little appearance, she handed the cloth bag to Fang Fei and said, "Don't eat it all alone, give Han Wuji a taste." ”
Fang Fei is a child, and Han Wuji is also a child.
Of course, Shen Tong habitually forgot that she herself was a child.
Soon, this matter was left behind by Shen Tong as Fang Fei and Han Wuji ate up the persimmons.
In the evening, Fang Fei's stomach was tossed until midnight, and the accompanying imperial doctor came to see her, saying that she was caused by gluttony of cold things.
That is, eating persimmons.
Shen Tong asked the imperial doctor curiously: "Is it okay for others to eat persimmons?" ”
She didn't believe it, and her maid was the only gluttonous of all of them.
The imperial doctor smiled: "No, except for Miss Fangfei, no one is sick, the road is far away, even if you bring the persimmons here, they will have already gone bad, and the persimmons that Miss Fangfei ate should not have been brought from Xi'an." ”
It was only then that Shen Tong felt a little strange, but she didn't take it to heart.
The next day, Fang Fei drank a bowl of hot porridge and regained her usual vitality.
When the team stopped to rest again, Yue Yang came again, this time with a stack of crunchy small pancakes.
The night market in Xi'an sells this kind of small pancake, it is said that this is a specialty of Shanxi, called pressed cake, there are sweet and salty, some are sprinkled with sesame seeds, and some are mixed with sweet potatoes, Shen Tong's favorite is a kind of pepper leaves.
The pressed cake sent by Yue Yang was filled with pepper leaves, but the pepper leaves were not green, but were dried and crushed and sprinkled on them.
There are no fresh pepper leaves early in the season.
"Hey, why don't you have sesame seeds?" Fang Fei likes to eat sesame seeds the most, and the most sold in the night market is also sesame seeds.
Shen Tong looked at these pressed cakes but was stunned.
She is not a picky eater, so she doesn't particularly like to eat, and this kind of pressed cake has only been eaten with Fang Fei, after all, in Xi'an, it is only sold in small stalls in the night market.
After Yueyang left, Shen Tong asked Fang Fei: "Did you tell others that I like to eat pressed cakes with pepper leaves?" ”
Fang Fei tilted her head and thought for a while, and asked, "If I didn't say that you like to eat, then it counts?" ”
Shen Tong was confused by what she said, and asked, "What do you mean?" ”
Fang Fei touched her chin and looked ignorant: "It was once I joked with my brother about flatbread, I said that the flatbread is not delicious, and the pressed cake is delicious, and the brother of the flatbread asked me if I had eaten pressed cakes, and I said that I had eaten them, and the ones I ate the most were pepper leaves and sesame seeds, but I like to eat sesame seeds the most." ”
Shen Tong: ......