Everyone got out of the carriage, counted out the copper coins and put them in the hands of the old man in Guanzhong, and the old man saw that he gave two more, and he was so happy that he gave up his hand again and again, and he drove the carriage close to the root of the city wall and blended into the coachman who pulled the horse.

Yue Guanchao looked up at the Xijing City, this place still maintains the pattern of the city in the previous dynasty, the tall and heavy blue brick and earth wall is straight to build the ancient square city, the city gate tower stands on the city wall, the heavy eaves gray tile, the masonry is towering, there is a large two small triple arches under it, the people enter and exit the city from this, bustling and lively.

At this time, the snow has not melted, covering the city, and the city gate tower is silver and white, blending into the chaotic and misty sky!

Under the city walls on both sides, there are countless poor people who use thatched rice stalks to set up temporary shacks, like a straw grave, dotted not far away.

These shacks have long been dilapidated and empty, just serving as a foothold for grooms and coachmen like the old men in Guanzhong, who wear black and gray thick jackets and sheep's belly turbans, put their hands into their sleeves, shake their legs and feet to barely warm their bodies, and only leave their heads to look at the city gate to see if anyone is going out of the city.

Yue Guanchao they walked into Changle Gate with hot air, and what caught their eyes was a smaller square city, which can be seen that if the square urn city is the size of dozens of private houses, the heavy eaves rest mountain building in the distance only opens a single door, and only enters the single arch to enter the Xijing City.

The urn city is a small square city connecting the outside of the city, the ancients were mostly used for the military, to the Republic of China, although the four-sided urn city of Xijing is no longer used for the military, but also because it is a historic site have been preserved, transformed into a lively market for outsiders to enter Xijing.

As far as the eye can see, the barracks on three sides of the urn city are all shop signs more than ten meters high, the hundred and ten shops in order to grab business, eager to press others one by one, the craftsmen upstairs and downstairs shuttle to welcome and drink, revealing the thick and loud of Shaanxi!

Under the wall, a row of shiny rickshaws with flags are neatly placed, and the driver sits on the board, looking anxiously at the crowd, trying to find a slightly spacious guest from inside, so as to come forward to say hello and see if he can sit in the car.

"Mutton soaked buns, mutton soup is boiled, and cakes are baked on the stove, and it doesn't cost money if it's not delicious."

They stood in the urn city, in addition to the bright shop signs with charming flowers, the most attractive thing was the spicy and exciting, fragrant mutton soup steamed buns.

In the distance, the Xijing noodle restaurant can make a stove at the door of the store, the charcoal fire is burning red and bright, the stove master and the pancake master are still hot and wet all over the body wearing only single clothes, and a few beads of sweat occasionally throw out between the kneading dough pastes, and the stall is full of sesame baked cakes that are as big as a pot helmet, burnt yellow and thick, and the cold wind can be seen from more than ten meters away to send the burnt flavor into the nose.

"Gollum~"

Yue Guanchao wanted to go forward, but when he heard the voice and looked back, he saw Yue Erpao's slightly embarrassed face, and knew that he was hungry.

"Ha~ Okay, I see that everyone is hungry too, so let's have a little stomach in the noodle restaurant first, and then I'll talk about it when I'm full."

After Song Siyuan finished speaking, everyone walked into the noodle restaurant as if fleeing, and when the shopkeeper saw six or seven people coming, he threw up his handkerchief happily: "Hey, guest officer, I see that you came from Changle Gate and thought you came from other provinces. ”

Yue Guanchao glanced at the price, determined that it was not so outrageously high, and ordered mutton soup and steamed buns for everyone, if there were those who didn't want to drink the soup, there were also oily spicy noodles, braided noodles, fried sauce noodles, buckwheat noodles, and dipping water, and so on The two taels of beef were cut into Qi, and the sour water in their mouths could not be covered, and they were happy to eat and snor.

The mountains and rivers in the northwest are rough and unrestrained, even with pasta, they are also wild, and the bowl mouth of the basin is brought up, which is enough to attract people's attention, and others can say that Song Siyuan can't eat so many things, so he has to allocate more than half of Yue Guanchao, so he can barely finish eating.

After everyone had eaten and drunk, Song Siyuan called the shopkeeper over and asked, "Little brother, do you know which inn is more affordable and not tricky, we just came here and wanted to find a place to stay." ”

Seeing her ask like this, Xiao Er said hesitantly: "Guest officer, if you want to stay in the hotel, then there is no inn here, the east half of the city is divided into two parts in the previous dynasty, the north corner is full of cities, there are eight banner battalions stationed, the south corner is mostly the Han military camp, the people of the old Xijing City are mostly concentrated in the west half of the city, this inn is also mostly concentrated in the South Street near the Bell and Drum Tower, that is the most lively place in the whole Xijing, if you want to stay in the hotel, you have to go to the West City again." ”

"If you want me to choose, I must choose the Lefu Inn in the middle of South Street, the shopkeeper is not bad, and the price is not deceitful, if you want to rest, you might as well go and see."

"Okay~"

Yue Guanchao looked at Song Siyuan, and when everyone was full, a few people came out of the noodle shop, called a few rickshaws under the city wall, and told them the address of the Li Lefu Inn.

As soon as you get out of the small east gate, the Xijing private houses are settled, such as a chessboard and vegetable furrows are spreading, and you can see the gray tiles and black walls retreating backwards when you sit in the car.