When the snow is light, the smell of winter is strong, and the cold wind is constantly blowing every day, so in order to protect against the cold, warm lamb begins to become popular.

Recently, the benefactors have been shouting to replenish the kidney qi. I often have a taste of Huai yam mutton stew. Mutton warms and replenishes qi and blood, elected fat and tender little sheep, cut into thin slices with a sharp blade, peel the skin of the sweet and refreshing Huai Yam, cut the hob into small pieces as white as jade, boil the broth in a small brass pot, put in the mutton and the fishy onions, ginger, garlic and star anise spices, serve the water and then put the Huai Yam, add angelica and wolfberry to stew, serve it in a small bowl, sprinkle the green coriander leaves planted in the house, the strong fragrance of mutton and the sweet and soft glutinous Huai Yam, plus the soup full of mutton taste, the color and flavor are complete.

The mutton pot is best served with baked cakes, and the new wheat is finely ground and sifted, and sesame oil is added. Pepper noodles, refined salt, slightly sprinkled with sugar, then add fragrant sesame paste, knead into layers of overlapping dough, roll on white sesame seeds, paste

Bake it in the tandoor until it is golden brown, take a bite of the juicy and delicious mutton casserole, and take a bite of the sweet and salty tahini sauce thick baked cakes, which is simply unbeatable in this weather.

On a cold day, I walked in the boundless dark night with a box full of mutton pots, and I could only talk about the strong fragrance of mutton to accompany me to pass this lonely trip.

The smoke and rain pavilion lit a large brazier, and as soon as you enter the door, the fragrant breeze blows on your face, and one wall is inside. The flowers are full of flowers, and the outside is like a winter and spring.

My sister began to put on a delicate coat with a big fur collar, a lynx fur jacket, and a large mink fur, which taught me to think of the brocade mink spirit who was self-pitying, so I had to miss my head and not look at it, so as not to increase my sadness.

While he was still in the verandah, he heard a benefactor shouting loudly: "Six, six? Six! Oops, this is my win, drink and drink! ”

"Giggles, uncle is really a golden arm and jade hand, where did he get such good luck! Take a look. Uncle Quanjiao, you won, this weak woman from the slave family can only accompany you to lose! The slave family is no longer playing! ”

"Beauty, how can you say that if you don't play, you won't play? Uncle, what you have here is money, and if you lose it, you will get a silver ticket! ”

"Uncle is really generous, don't say uncle is lucky. When the slave family meets the uncle, it is also the luck of the slave family! ”

I entered the door to see, it was a dark-faced man, holding the peach blossom girl was throwing dice, only to see this high roller wearing a high-quality sable coat, the brocade all over the body are the best colors of the Ambilight, wearing the boss's jade Qibao wrench on his fingers, with a wave of his hand, large and small pieces of broken silver are scattered on the carpet on the table, and the sleeves also reveal a big silver ticket, which is really extravagant.

Dahan took a sip of mutton pot, praised it, and threw me a piece of silver, and I hurriedly accepted it and thanked it. But I bumped into the butterfly of the peach blossom girl, and the butterfly saw my silver. smiled: "Didn't Xiaomeicai also make a fortune!" ”

I smiled and said, "TOEFL, I was really lucky today!" ”

Butterfly smiled: "But isn't it, this high-roller said that he was a businessman from Chang'an, and there was a lot of money in his pocket. And, somehow, this benefactor is so good that he has never lost a single night of dice after throwing this night's dice! ”

"Oh? What a stroke of luck! I laughed and said, "No wonder I'm so happy!" ”

Butterfly nodded proudly: "I hope this benefactor will come often, and we will follow suit!" ”

"That's that!" I hurriedly chimed in.

Although the benefactors of Yanyu Pavilion said that they had a lot of generous shots, but they were all for the sake of supporting my sister's field, and we who served people often ignored it, and it was rare to give so much reward, I secretly thought, go back and hand it over to my mother, there will be a few days of good life, maybe I will stew some mutton to eat.

Sure enough, when my mother saw the big piece of silver, she smiled happily: "Our plum vegetables are a trick, and this reward is really a lot!" ”

I took the opportunity to say, "Mother, why don't you also cook a pot of mutton pot for plum vegetables。。。。。 ”

The mother smiled: "You gluttonous cat, wait for your birthday, cook it for you, it's late now, go to bed quickly." ”

Hey, it's a birthday again, it seems that my mother can save and save, and she should save for a day, and then save up again to send me away.

I had to go upstairs to bed with a grunt, and it seemed that I didn't have the luck of the high roller.

"Ume ~ Umeba! Plum 。。。。。。。 ”

Who's calling me? There was a misty white fog in front of me, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"Plum Vegetables。。。。。。 Plum 。。。。。。。 The voice was ethereal, as if I had heard it somewhere, and I was anxious to clear the fog, but I couldn't.

A red figure floated by, accompanied by a laugh like a silver bell: "Giggle。。。。。。 Come play。。。。。。 Let's play。。。。。。 ”

"Who?" I asked.

"Who?" But it's an echo of myself.

I opened my eyes suddenly, and it turned out to be a dream. The back in the dream seems to be the little girl in red. It's been a long time since I saw her, who is she? Is it a youkai who looks like me, or is there another me in the world?

It's been a month since Long Jing escaped from marriage, and thanks to Li Qitang, Yanyu Pavilion is still calm. Longjing's account book monster, I don't know when it will be finished, how long can I, the messenger of the dragon god, be able to be a monster?

It was still drowsy outside, but there was already a faint light, and it was about to dawn, so I got up and pushed open the window.

Ho, no wonder the sky is so dark, it turns out that it has been gloomy and has fallen like a small snow like a grain of salt. A thin layer was laid on the ground, and it was white on all sides. As the horses and carts ran over, the creaking of snow shatters could be heard.

On this day, if you can eat mutton stew, how happy you should be. I sighed, dressed and went downstairs, and saw that the little third son was actually here, talking to his mother in the shop.

I hurriedly walked over and smiled: "Third brother! How can I have time to come here today? ”

When the third son saw me, he smiled and said, "My sister is up?" Today, there is something in the school, so we have a day off. ”

Mother smiled: "Your third brother is busy with homework for a while, it is difficult to come out to play, there are not many people in the snow today, my mother will give you some money in a while, and teach you and your third brother to go to the small teahouse to listen to the book, okay?"

"Very good, very good!" I was overjoyed: "I love to hear the story of that knight!"

My mother filled a bag full of pine nuts for me and the third son, and gave me some copper coins, so she sent me and the third son away.

The most famous small teahouse on Ziyuchai Street recently belongs to Ji Shunxuan, which is not too big, but the layout is exquisite and elegant, and the tea is not expensive, so from the peddler pawn to the elegant scholar, all elegant and vulgar people gather together.

The proprietress is a beauty, not to mention, the storyteller is nicknamed Xiao Zhuge , but he is very famous.

He was forty or fifty years old, with a white face and a sparse beard, and always wore a blue robe and a carved gold folding fan.

It is said that he is very knowledgeable, knows astronomy and geography, and has thousands of allusions in his belly, and he will not listen to a story when he comes to listen to the book.

It's snowing today, the big guys are not busy, Ji Shunxuan gave birth to a warm small stove, everyone ordered peanuts and melon seeds, and listened to Xiao Zhuge with fragrant tea, and talked endlessly about a story of Wu Song beating the tiger: "I only heard the roar of the big worm, and I actually beat that Wu Song to death......

"Good!" People applauded thunderously, I don't know whether to cheer for Wu Song or Xiao Zhuge for both. Winter every bean dies.

Just as he was waiting for Xiao Zhuge to tell the next story, a drunken man suddenly broke in, stumbled on the table, and smashed the melon seed plate, peanut plate, celadon tea bowl, and smashed it.

Xiao Er hurriedly came over to help the big man, the big man's sideburns were messy, his beard was open, and he said, "I'm looking for a master。。。。。 Fast! Call the Master! Guru! Come out, Master! ”

Hey, I can't help but widen my eyes, isn't this the Chang'an high-roller who gave me a large piece of silver in the Yanyu Pavilion a few days ago? Why didn't you see you for a few days, and became like this?

The second monk was puzzled, and said busily: "Guest officer, this teahouse is just for drinking tea and listening to books, and there are no masters!" ”

"Nope! The master is here! The high-roller's blood-red eyes widened and he roared, "Master! Guru! Ask the master to see the villain again! ”

When Xiao Zhuge heard this, he hurriedly got down from the stage, looked at the big man, and asked, "Didn't the guest officer come to find my Xiao Zhuge here?" Dare to ask what? ”

The high roller couldn't help but shake his head: "No, how can you be considered a master?" Quick, call the master! ”

Everyone couldn't help laughing, Xiao Zhuge Zi swelled his face, his beard curled, and he knocked on the table with a folding fan, shouting, "Come on!" Someone is drunk and making trouble, and the proprietress knows that we can't explain! ”

A few more juniors came later, and when the guest drank too much wine and made trouble, he couldn't figure out what to do, so he threw him out of the door as a drunk.

Strange, did this high roller drink too much, or did he really come to someone?

Before I thought about it, I saw Xiao Zhuge return to the stage in a puff, straighten his face, clear his throat and said: "Today's fireplace, if you don't talk a nonsense, what do you think?" ”

"Good!"

"What little Zhuge said, we all love to listen to it!"

Xiao Zhuge regained some smiles and said, "Have you ever heard that ghosts are afraid of spittle?" Usually ghosts hurt people, today Xiao Ke will tell you the story of a person who sells ghosts! It is said that there is a 。。。。。。。 named Song Dingbo in Nanyang ”

Xiao Sanzi and I were attracted by Xiao Zhuge 's wonderful storytelling, so we didn't see how the high rollers were.

After listening to the book for a day, I was really satisfied, but I ate too much pine nut candy, and my heart was a little blocked, so I drank fragrant tea, and went out with my little third son to go home.

When he passed by Hongfu Casino, he saw that the high roller was arguing with someone at the door, and he didn't agree with each other, kicked the vicious bodyguard in the casino to the ground, and beat him bitterly.

I was nosy and wanted to step forward to pull the rack, but the third son dragged me and said: "The casino is no better than other places, human life here is the same as slag, if you come forward, you don't suffer, it's better not to interfere." ”

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