The store talked to a few guests in the lobby for a while, and Song You also sat next to him and listened quietly for a while, and when the store told the past about the gods and soup cakes, the soup cakes in front of several residents also ate seventy-seven or eighty-eight, and entered the stage of bowing their heads and drinking soup.

The shopkeeper went to the back kitchen again to take a look, and came back to inform the Taoist that he had to wait a little longer.

"It's okay, it's okay."

The Taoist still said so, very kindly, and then took the opportunity to ask him for advice: "I just heard the shopkeeper say that there is a Li Dashan man in the city, who was a wicked person back then, and has some relationship with the immortals, but I don't know that now the legendary immortal has left Nanhua for seventeen or eighteen years, what happened to that Li Dashan?" ”

"Hahahaha, Mr. heard the villain call him Li Dashanren, and he knew the ending." The shopkeeper said with a smile, and the right to serve the guests to spend their time, "A good person is a good person, and a good person is a person with a good heart." ”

After a slight pause:

"Since meeting the immortals, Li Daguan has reformed himself, repenting and making amends. It is also wonderful to say, since beating this Li Daguan no longer bullying and dominating the market, but stealing and robbing, he has become richer, and Li Daguan originally bought an idle petty official in the Yamen, but now he has also been promoted to a thousand households. ”

"Promoted and rich?"

"That's what it means." The shopkeeper said, "The cloth of our southern painting is famous, by the way, if you are the first time to come, in addition to tasting the fairy soup cake of our southern painting, if you have free time, you also have to go to the city to buy a two-foot cloth to make a dress...... Speaking of which? ”

"The canvas painted by the south."

"Oh, the cloth that Minami painted."

The shopkeeper nodded again and again and continued:

Now the largest cloth village in the city is owned by Li Dashan's family, and he specially invited women from poor families outside the city to work, and the salary was very good, and he also had a full meal at noon every day, and many women were willing to go to his house to work. I heard that even the cloth mills in the whole city paid the workers higher wages than before. The women also knew that the cloth made by Entu Bao was also very good in the city, and when the merchants from other places heard about it, they were willing to come to his house to buy cloth.

"As for the money earned, much of it was used to help the poor, build roads in the city, and build a school.

"It has been like this for more than ten years, and we called him Li Dashan, and even the county officials favored him, and his official position was also increased again and again."

"I see."

Song You nodded after listening.

What the shopkeeper said was similar to what Shu Yifan said to him when he borrowed mountains from Pingzhou and passed through Nanhua and returned to Heyuan, Hezhou.

Now that the world is about to be chaotic, even if you don't do anything big and don't have any plans, it's a good thing to have a good reputation in the local area, and maybe sometimes you can take advantage of it to settle down.

In the troubled times, in addition to the demon who is thirsty for killing, other heroes who pay attention to benevolence, righteousness and etiquette, whether they are orthodox or princes, or righteous soldiers, when they arrive in a place, most of the people in power will have more respect for the local famous good people, and even bend down to visit There are many stories.

It is a kind of exchanging one wealth for another.

"The shopkeeper just said that there was originally a nunnery outside the city, which also seemed to be related to that Li Daguan, but I don't know what happened now?"

"Sir is particularly concerned about this."

The shopkeeper smiled and wiped his hands.

Several guests in the lobby also cast their eyes on Song You.

This Taoist's curiosity is indeed a little heavy.

It is normal for ordinary people to like to listen to fairy stories, but most people come here to ask the shopkeeper, or go to the teahouse in the city to listen to the storyteller talk about the events of the year, and only listen to the content related to the gods.

"The nunnery has long been gone, and now it has been changed to a school outside the city, and it has been expanded, and I have invited Mr. Teacher, and children from poor families in the nearby villages can go to the school to read and learn to read as long as they bring lunch at noon. It is also funded by Li Daguan. ”

"What about the nuns?"

"The villain doesn't know it very well, but the father may know better. I only heard that most of them have land, some of them work as farmers near the school, some work as cooks in the school, some work in the cloth mill opened by Li Daguan, and some do some small business in the city, selling some pickled vegetables and snacks. The shopkeeper paused for a moment, suddenly remembered, and pointed to the side, "Yes, yes, yes, if Mr. is interested, go out tomorrow morning and turn straight to the right-hand side, there is an alley, it is quite lively in the morning, there are many pickles selling vegetables, Mr. went to ask, maybe one of them is a nun in the former nunnery." ”

At this time, a voice came from the back kitchen, telling him to serve soup cakes, and the shopkeeper was happy, and said to the Taoist that the soup cakes were available, and then walked to the back kitchen.

"Come on!"

Two big bucket bowls, the shopkeeper took one in one hand, knocked the curtain sideways, and walked out steadily: "The most authentic and famous fairy soup cake in Nanhua, this is what the gods ate back then." ”

"Didn't I tell the guests just now that what the gods ate back then was made by Lingzun Lingtang?" Song You asked with a smile.

"It was made by my mother, and now it is made by my insider, but please rest assured, sir, this ingredient craftsmanship is passed down in one line, and it is not bad at all with the bowl that the gods praised back then."

"Dare to ask Lingzun Lingtang how is it now?"

"Ouch, Mr. Lao is concerned, my old father and mother are still alive, but they have been tired for many years, and their health is not very good in the first two years, and it just so happens that there is a doctor in my hometown who knows how to regulate the waist and back, and they went back to their hometown to recuperate last year."

"That's right......"

"Is the gentleman going to eat here or going upstairs to eat?" The shopkeeper stood in place and looked upstairs, "If you want to go upstairs to eat, it's better for the villain to be skillful and convenient." ”

"Then take the trouble and serve it for me."

"Please sir hold the lamp for me to light the way, if I am defeated, I will have to spend time cooking another bowl for my husband."

"Good ......"

The Taoist walked in front with a lamp.

The shopkeeper held the bowl steadily, following behind.

"Squeak......

The upstairs door was opened.

The shopkeeper faintly saw a flower shadow flashing in the room, looked at it, and saw nothing, so he was stunned for a moment, and continued to walk in with the soup cake.

There was an old wooden table inside.

"Mr. eat slowly, don't be in a hurry, just put it on the table after eating, Mr. will check out tomorrow morning, and the villain will come up again to clean up the dishes and chopsticks."

"Okay."

"That's not bothering."

The shopkeeper said a word and left.

"Squeak......

The Taoist closed the door and closed it.

A cat crawled out of the corner.

"Why is it so long?"

The cat lowered its voice and whispered whining.

"Noodles that are now ripped off."

"Hmm......"

The cat jumped lightly, jumped on the bench, turned into a girl, and then turned around and waved outside, and the swallows flew in from the window.

The Taoist took out the small bowl of Sanhua Niangniang, divided one of the bowls into two parts, fed the two little monsters, and pulled the other bowl in front of him, and after a little harmony, he sandwiched a chopstick and put it into his mouth.

It is still a wide and thin dough, such as a cover dough and a trouser belt dough, and the thickness and texture are roughly in between, making it easy to absorb the flavor. In fact, there is no good harmony, because there is no seasoning, just a bowl of boiled rich broth, plus soup cakes and chopped green onions, the so-called noodles, and just a few green onions sprinkled on the surface into the soup.

"Suck ......"

The soup should be kept hot in a small stove all the time, and it is hot in the mouth, just like soup cakes.

A fine taste, there is a taste and oily water.

The bone broth is delicious, the familiar flavor blooms on the tip of the tongue, hot, and light enough, in this early winter cold night, it is really warm from the throat to the stomach, very comfortable.

"It's still the same as before."

Compared to back then, it seems to have a little stronger flavor.

That's normal—

At this time, it is already night, and it is time to close, if this kind of bone broth is not mixed with water overnight, it will be boiled before dawn in the early morning, and the taste will become more and more intense with time, and it will be more oily, saltier and fresher to eat at night than in the morning.

"It's still the same as before!"

The girl on the other side also put the soup cake into her mouth, and said with emotion.

The Taoist didn't need to ask, she didn't remember what the soup cake tasted like nearly nineteen years ago.

Then slowly finish the bowl of soup cakes.

"This meal is very simple, and Sanhua Niangniang can also cook it." Sanhua Niangniang looked at the oil flowers in the empty bowl and said to him.

"Then it will be troublesome Sanhua Niangniang in the future."

"No problem!"

"Canopy ......"

There was a soft thud.

Sanhua Niangniang turned into a pot-bellied cat, and the rather funny swallows turned into many swallows and flew out of the window.

Gradually the night is getting deeper.

Gradually colder.

The window on the second floor of the inn was never closed, and the three-flowered cat stood on the windowsill, looking down with a focused expression.

This room is on the far right, and the layout is the same as the one on the left, except that the bed is on the right, the table is on the left, and the other is reversed.

The streets below are about the same.

It's still the way it is in memory.

In a trance, a short figure seemed to appear in front of him, walking against the wall, looking up at the second floor of the inn from time to time - even just thinking of such a picture, the cat couldn't help but lean back a little and retract his head to avoid the sight of the figure.

Sanhua Niangniang remembers this.

Remember the sensitive immortals here.

Sanhua Niangniang also remembers the cloth here.

It was in this small city famous for cloth that the Taoist priest took her out, bought three colors of cloth, and made her a three-color small dress, which was both suitable and agreeable, and she liked it very much.

Until I wore the clothes for two years, the fabric faded over time, and became softer and closer, as if it had grown from a tailor-made one to a body growth.

The cat has indeed forgotten what the soup cake tasted like all those years ago, but how can it not remember the past?

It's just that many years have passed, and a lot has changed.

(End of chapter)