In the capital of the Lantern Festival, the streets are full of lanterns, which are very gorgeous. But the bustling crowd kept passing by, and there were shadows on the side of the stalls, so the stall owner lit an oil lamp for each table.

Xia Zixi and his wife took Xia Xi's little girl to sit at one table, and Shao Yi, Xia Yanqing, Xia Han, and Taisun sat at another table.

Taisun sat down and looked curiously at the situation around the stall, this kind of food stall that can include all the things in a stall with a car, he has seen it for the first time, and he feels fresh everywhere.

A few people sat down to know what kind of noodle stall they were, and it was clearly a wonton stall.

In addition to occupying two tables, there are also people at the other two tables, a family of five, and it seems that half of the food has been eaten. A family of three, the half-grown boy just brought the wontons to the three of them.

The two tables were originally eating, and they were still talking about what they had just seen, until Xia Yanqing's group of people came over, and when they saw that their identities were different, they couldn't help but shut up. But the curious eyes glanced over and over again, wondering how a nobleman dressed in such a way could patronize such a street stall.

This stall is not big, and it is very clean, although the cloth towel on the shoulders of the half-sized child is a coarse cloth, it is not dirty and greasy, and the hygiene condition is good.

There is a saying that it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift, Xia Yanqing has been in the Xia family for three years, and he has really been raised a lot. I heard that wontons are sold here, and I was tempted, but seeing that the flow of people around me was so large, and the four tables of the stall were not full, I couldn't help but lose interest in his wontons.

The things in the entrance are the most undeceiving, and the more full the stall, the better the taste.

Xiu Yuan looked at a pot of water boiling on the small tandoor, then put down a grain of broken silver for the stall owner and asked him for a few bowls of water to drink.

The middle-aged woman who set up the stall was slightly chubby and kind-faced, and when she saw them put down a grain of broken silver, she just begged for a few bowls of water to drink, knowing that people didn't look down on her snacks, so she just took this opportunity to rest. I had the heart to explain that the silver was a little too much, but I opened my mouth, and after all, I didn't dare to say anything, so I hurriedly took a few smaller bowls and wiped them repeatedly with a white coarse cloth.

Xinrong, Qiluo and a few other maids hurriedly went up to take it, took out their handkerchiefs and wiped them again, and put them on the table in turn.

Xiu Yuan went to pick up the clay pot and poured water for several masters.

The two elders of the grandson stood behind the grandson and Xia Han, and watched the boiling water in the clay pot rush into the bowl, and the two looked at each other again, then left their gaze and looked around.

The stall owners didn't pay attention to the details, they just struggled with the broken silver in their money box. This grain of broken silver is enough for them to set up a stall for several days, but these people only need a few bowls of white water.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a while, and had the heart to return some silver to them, but she felt reluctant, so she approached Su Qiao, who assigned the maids to do things, and said tentatively: "The silver you gave...... It's really a lot, and if you only buy a few bowls of water, you'll lose a bit. My wontons taste good, why don't I cook a few bowls for these busy girls, and you can eat some? ”

"No need, we occupy your table, and it will also affect your business." Su Qiao said with a smile, the flow of people passing by did hesitate in front of the stalls, but when they saw their group of people, most of them retreated.

Looking at the middle-aged woman's tangled look, she asked casually: "It is indeed a little delaying your business, how much is a bowl of your wontons?" ”

The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said, "That's not what I mean, the silver that little brother put down just now is enough to eat a lot of bowls." ”

The half-grown son stood beside his mother and interjected: "My wontons are fifteen yuan a bowl, many people say that they are expensive, but my wontons are good and delicious, and those who come to eat here are regulars." ”

Is that so? When Xia Yanqing heard this, he immediately looked at it, fifteen wen a bowl of wontons? It's expensive enough, only 30 wen per pound of meat. If so, there is a reason why this stall has few customers, it is a high-end business on the street, right?

When Su Qiao saw her looking over, she couldn't laugh or cry, and said, "Or?" The slave maid gave the aunt and grandmother a taste, and if the taste was acceptable, the aunt and the little boy and the little lady could try it. ”

Although she has been in the palace for many years, she is also from a poor background, and she is quite affectionate with this street food. Before entering the palace, this kind of stall was out of reach for people like them.

She thought that Xia Yanqing was also for the same reason, after all, before this aunt was picked up by her family, she was also a person who had suffered for more than ten years.

Xia Yanqing said: "No, cook a bowl first, I'll taste it for everyone." "She's not the queen mother, and she has to let people taste something when she eats. doll

The long entourage behind Taisun interjected very unruly: "Then cook a few more bowls, the villain is a little hungry." As he spoke, he took out another piece of broken silver, and the stall owner hurriedly excused himself, but Chang Sui insisted on throwing the silver on the stall owner's case, and stood back where he was.

The stall owner and his wife couldn't, so they had to get busy. Originally, I wanted to collect the money, and I always wanted to give something to others, but I didn't expect to receive an extra one......

Although this is just a street stall, there is no danger everywhere, but in line with the principle of being careful, Su Qiao stayed by the pot, and the two maids re-rinsed and arranged the dishes and chopsticks on the side.

There were originally some wrapped wontons in the basket, but if so many people ate together, these were not enough. The stall owner added firewood, and the woman's subordinates flew quickly, continuing to pinch the wontons, wrapping them round one by one. Presumably, the woman felt that the guests gave a lot of money, so she tried to make the wontons more sufficient.

Su Qiao felt funny, and kept reminding him that he didn't need to put so much stuffing, just do it as usual.

Rich and noble people eat taste, as well as appearance, not necessarily more meat and stuffing are delicious.

The woman said yes, but the filling in the wonton didn't lose much.

Taisun walked all the way, and on the way, he also saw several stalls selling snacks, except for three sugar gourds and a small packet of maltose, Su Qiao and Xia Yanqing didn't let them buy, which meant that they were not clean.

Sitting here just now, he didn't expect to eat anything. The soup and water here, the guards and Aunt Su must have been even more worried about him eating, but they didn't expect that there would be a turn.

He asked Xia Yanqing in a low voice, "Didn't my aunt just plan to drink a bowl of water just now?" Why did you suddenly change your mind? ”

Xia Yanqing lowered his voice and said in his ear: "I didn't plan to eat just now, because there are few guests in his family." At this time, he changed his mind because his family's wontons were expensive. ”

After saying that, he looked at him with a smile and did not explain further.

Taisun was stunned, what kind of logic is this?

Then he thought of something, and said tentatively: "What does my aunt mean, the few people in his wontons are not because they taste bad, but because the price is expensive, and the people who usually eat street stalls can't afford to eat them?" ”

Well, the children can be taught, Xia Yanqing nodded, and secretly admired Taisun Conghui, "Yes, the roadside stall, there are still customers when it is so expensive, it should taste good." ”

After a while, the five bowls of wontons that came out of the pot first were served.

Su Qiao looked at Shao Yi and Xia Zixi, and after receiving their instructions, he served a bowl to Xia Yanqing, Taisun and Xia Han, and the other bowl to Xia Xi's little girl. There was also a bowl that had already been served by the long attendant, sitting on a small stool in front of the stove, blowing and exhaling, a few wontons and a mouthful of soup in the stomach.

After receiving Changsui's eyes, Su Qiao asked the maid to put a spoon on Xia Yanqing and the others.

Taisun had been waiting for this moment for a long time, and the spoon was placed on the side of the bowl, which was immediately picked up by him, and he picked up a wonton and bit off half of it.

Xia Yanqing has also started to eat here, and sent a wonton to chew in the mouth, the wonton skin is thin and strong, and the filling is fragrant and smooth. Take another sip of the soup, which should be a bone broth that has been boiled for enough hours, sprinkled with pepper, thick but not greasy.

Sure enough, other people's wontons are expensive, and there is a reason why they are expensive.

Looking at Taisun and Xia Han again, although the two of them still maintain the proper demeanor at the dinner table, but only looking at their accelerated chewing and concentration on food, it is obvious that the two of them also like this kind of street food with a strong taste.

Eating hot wontons, looking at the quaint streets and people, with colorful lanterns, is there anyone at the peak of life?

Shao Yi looked at it with a smile on the side, he found a random place to rest, it was actually a food stall that Yan Qing liked, this is what she often said about the explosion of character.

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