A thin layer of snow is only covered with a thin layer of snow above the West Lake, which does not add a sense of silence to the surrounding area, but adds a few different colors to the pavilions not far away, and the literati and tourists who come here are in an endless stream, only asking the nearby hawkers to hang their faces on the facades of the New Year that are more joyful than in the New Year.

Since Song Wu's sister-in-law's fish soup has been named in the official family, there have been more and more people painting gourds in Lin'an City with the passage of time, even if the quality is uneven, there has never been less than the tourists who come to visit.

"It is said that the fish soup made by the Hunan family is the most similar to the taste of the year." The earth scripture in his hand has been marked by the person who opened the mouth, and the original text on it cannot be seen clearly, only the ink spots in the punctuation position remain, asking people to point and say the news that came from them.

"I heard that it is the bamboo shoots on Tianmu Mountain, the ham of Jinhua Mansion, and then with the mandarin fish in this West Lake, they are all the original flavor, the most authentic raw materials, taste a bowl when swimming in the lake, salty and fragrant, steaming, isn't it wonderful?"

The fellow travelers were obviously moved, and the two of them went to the end of the long flow of people, and waited until the winter coats refilled with cotton had been used to keep them warm and became clothes worn by the cold wind, and they moved less than twenty paces forward.

"Why don't you add more money and taste it from the man who has already bought it?"

The two of them have long been consumed, and now they only want to buy one from (the scalper) and taste it, which is also worth the trip: "It's okay, if you wait any longer, this good time will be wasted." ”

Xu didn't go through a hard wait, the money was spent, and the two of them also lacked the taste and nature of this fish soup, and the person who was still holding the land to praise this fish soup sighed with disappointment: "It's not as described in the poems of the predecessors." ”

"A Thousand Years of Shuttle" Chapter 055 There are a lot of sleepless pillows in the countryside, and there is a Song sister-in-law soup on the lakeside is hitting it in your hand, please wait a while,

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