Therefore, this "full house" is filled with lake shrimp, beef soup, flower fish slices, as well as a crispy local specialty Hopping Gu, and some vegetables.

The dish was well received by the audience, and Li Fubo said that he would come often. Although this master craftsman is not very spicy, and he has to pour three sips of wine to relieve it after eating two mouthfuls of food, he is really spicy and can't stop it, so he wiped his nose several times with a soft handkerchief.

Mrs. Ying pulled He Lingchuan and whispered: "It's delicious, it's delicious, it's just that the guests are spicy." "The guests who eat this dish are all red and have a runny nose, like what kind of high-end seats? It's okay to eat with your own family, but it's a bit ...... to treat guests

He Lingchuan nodded again and again: "The old lady is right!" ”

He also saw fried snails in red oil on other tables, which shows that the new gadgets are very popular with diners.

It had only been three days since the city was reopened, and the building was full again, and he could almost hear the clanging of the silver coming in.

Speaking of the first victory of the army sent from He Chunhua, the civilians who fled Dunyu City have returned eighty or ninety percent, but the original order has almost been disrupted, so many houses, shops, fields, and industries have changed hands, so many goods have plummeted to skyrocketing, and it will take some time for this turmoil to subside.

This actually caused great trauma to Dunyucheng. Among other things, theft, looting, quarrels and beatings were frequent.

The state government was also prepared for this, and He Chunhua's orders were issued one after another, intended to calm the dispute.

As long as the person is still there and has faith in the new director, then the wound can heal sooner or later.

Everyone understands this.

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Putting down the scroll and rubbing his sour eyes, He Lingchuan stretched his long lazy waist, and his bones were crackling.

He can read and read so hard, it must be in a dream.

That's right, now he is dreaming of the Wenxuan Pavilion in Panlong City, which is the largest library in the local area. In the past five days, he has read hundreds of books.

Yes, the past five days.

In the past, when I dreamed, I would return to reality in a day or two. Ke He Lingchuan found that this time was different, the dream world had changed day and night five times, and he was still here.

After a few sleeps halfway, he thought he would return to reality, but when he opened his eyes, he was still facing the bookshelf of Wenxuan Pavilion.

I have to study every dream, and this kind of life is too hard!

However, complaining and complaining, He Lingchuan still opened the next book.

Divine consciousness reads books faster than normal in reality, and it only takes a second or two to browse each page. And the books here are also thin, and there are few tomes.

In the past few days, Panlong City seems to be quite peaceful, the demon tide brought by the arrival of the emperor last time has basically passed, and the newborn monsters are either smart enough to recognize who is the boss of the Chipa Plateau, or the guards of Panlong City will hit them to recognize the reality.

This kind of operation does not come once every few years, and everyone is familiar with this set of processes. The incidents of villagers being attacked and farmland destroyed have largely disappeared, and calm has returned to the Chipa Plateau.

In this case, He Lingchuan's workload as a patrol guard was greatly reduced, and he did not need to be dispatched for several days.

The thin man complained about it constantly.

In the past few days, in addition to replenishing necessities, buying food and drink, and going to Yuewutang to fight, He Lingchuan is looking for the library to recharge.

If you fight too often, you will get tired, and Monsan is recuperating and has not yet returned, so He Lingchuan plans to change his taste.

There are many people in Wenxuan Pavilion, and everyone is thirsty for knowledge, and there are often people stuck in the corner, arguing in a whisper.

I heard that some scholars and monks will come to Wenxuan Pavilion from time to time to open the altar to teach.

However, He Lingchuan was a little disappointed, the collection of books in the Wenxuan Pavilion did not seem to be as vast as he imagined.

It is a tall tower with six floors from top to bottom. With the exception of the top floor, which houses ancient books and certain secret materials, the other five floors are open to the public. But there is one thing:

You are not allowed to borrow unless you have a warrant.

Bookshelves on each floor are from floor to ceiling. If you want to get a book from a high place, you have to climb a ladder.

But, however, the bookshelves are still half empty.

He Lingchuan found that there were very few travelogues, expositions, and miscellaneous magazines here, and only a dozen or so volumes were also destroyed.

The most are political and military records, that is, writings that record the politics, economy, and personalities of neighboring countries, as well as the analysis of various famous scenes of ancient and modern wars, which can be called diverse and dazzling.

It is this kind of military book that he has read the most in the past few days, and he has benefited a lot.

There are also all kinds of myths and monsters in the Middle Ages, mysterious and strange, and it is incredible to read them now.

However, He Lingchuan faintly felt that some of the content he wanted to see seemed to be found in the Wenxuan Pavilion.

For example, the writings of divination and hexagrams.

To be honest, he has collected some in reality, but it seems to be either dazzling or meaningless. Or maybe he didn't learn this at all.

But in the Wenxuan Pavilion of Panlong City, there is no such work.

He was dazzled by the catalogue of books.

Is it because he is unfamiliar with this place and does not know how to search, or is it because the books he wants to read are locked on the top floor?

He picked up all the books he had read and was about to return them, when a figure flashed in front of him, which was actually a little familiar.

Thinking that he was dazzled, he rubbed his eyes and looked again, yes.

He Lingchuan hurried over in three steps and two steps, because his movements were too strong, and he was "booed" vigorously by the old man who managed the book collection halfway.

He rushed to the back of the figure and coughed lightly: "Sun ...... Girl? ”

The man ignored him.

He Lingchuan had to accentuate his tone: "Sun Poria! ”

The girl in front turned around.

is still snow-skinned and red-lipped, and apricot eyes are shining.

She let out a soft "huh", as if surprised: "Why are you here?" ”

"Come and read the book." He Lingchuan raised the book in his hand, "I haven't seen you for a few days." ”

In the past five days, he has occasionally gone home, and Sun Fuling's yard is even more deserted than his.

"I am one of the examiners who wrote the questions for the year-end exam, so I can't take a step out of the school palace in the past few days." Leaked questions for exemptions.

"And now?"

"I'm done today, and I'm planning to go back." Sun Fuling exhaled, "The children are going to have a thirteen-day winter vacation, and I can rest." ”

"Good work. Is it a paid holiday? ”

"No, I won't be paid if I don't go to class." Sun Fuling said with a smile, "But the school palace distributed us a little rice, oil, and three catties of mutton." ”

Isn't this more real than giving money? Enviable winter vacation. "Do you still have to open a small stove for children during the holidays?"

"What's the stove?" Sun Fuling blinked, not quite understanding the new word, "I don't know how to cook." ”

"......" Since he came to another world, it is the first time that He Lingchuan has heard a girl say so confidently that she can't cook.

"I mean, are you going to give a special make-up lesson to one or a few kids?"

Sun Fuling shook her head: "If the school palace doesn't allow it, once it is found, it will be severely punished." ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that if we hide our secrets in class and only teach the key points during tutoring, it will be unfair to other children."

He Lingchuan went to return the books first, and when the two walked out of the Wenxuan Pavilion, he found that Sun Lingling still had two books in his hands.

"Can you lend it?"

"Yes." Sun Fuling brushed her sideburns, "I'm a teacher in the Shulu Academy. ”

Privileged!

The sun was shining today, and the snow on the steps was thick, crunching when stepping on it.

Outside the Wenxuan Pavilion is a long street with two rows of corridors, and the ground is also leveled with terrazzo bricks. In the weather of minus seven or eight degrees, small vendors are reluctant to stand guard outdoors, but the shops are basically open, and there are still people who come out to solicit business.

He Lingchuan smelled the aroma of rice cakes wafting from the shop in front of him from a long distance, and couldn't help but move his index finger. In the past few days, he has eaten the most flaped pancakes, which are wrapped in green onions and eggs, which can be used hot and cold, but if he eats too much, he will get tired.

He asked Sun Ling, "Are you hungry?" ”

Sun Fuling exhaled a mouthful of white mist: "I'm hungry, I've been eating in the Shushu Palace for the past few days, and there are only a few things back and forth, and I have long been tired." Well, what should I buy? ”

"That's it?" The taste of the rice cake is also too fragrant, and when the weather is very cold, he needs plenty of carbs.

The two walked in and saw that the area of the store was very small, but the white vapor was steaming, and it was very warm.

This is a steamed bun shop, with flower rolls, steamed buns, meat buns, scallion sugar buns, and all kinds of pastries waiting in the drawer.

But these are not the sources of the aroma He Lingchuan smelled.

He sniffed vigorously and walked over to a round drawer. When I opened the lid of the drawer, I saw that there were boxy white rice cakes, as clean as freshly fallen snow, but they were hot and fragrant.

"I want this." With Sun Lingling's consent, He Lingchuan handed out a few copper plates.

"Okay, okay, do you want Poria cake?" The lady who made the buns had a round face and looked like a white bread.

"Uh...... "Poria cocos of Sun Poria?"

Sun Fuling nodded first: "Yes, cut it into large pieces, and then make it bigger, and cut the dates on it into it too." ”

So the two walked out of the store with a brick-like poria cake. In the icy weather, this pastry ironed the palms of the hands warmly.

He Lingchuan eats very quickly, this thing is soft, cottony, and hot, in addition to the unique aroma of Poria cocos, there is also the sweetness of starch when chewing. The store also added some longan meat to it.

Best of all, it's so filling.

Looking at Sun Lingling again, she held the cake in her hand and took a small bite quickly, which reminded He Lingchuan of the chipmunk gnawing nuts.

Looking at her eating appearance, you can know that the food is really delicious.

He and Sun Lingling walked side by side, walking in the endless crowd, He Lingchuan actually felt lazy for the first time in Panlong City, and felt the small luck that belonged to ordinary people.

These people in this city are actually full of fireworks.

He couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Sun Fuling turned her head sideways and asked him, "What's wrong?" ”

"Have you ever been to the sixth floor of the Wenxuan Pavilion?"

Her voice was calm: "I've been with others and carried some materials." ”

"Isn't there a lot of secrets?"

"Of course, perhaps some secrets have been officially determined not to be disclosed to civilians, or perhaps they are shelved for fear of being stolen by the enemy." Sun Fuling smiled, "Otherwise, why would that layer be locked and sent to guard it?" ”

"Hmm, why do you ask this?"