Time flies like a white horse, and in the long thoughts of each other, Young Master Shen finally waited until the first day of the fifth lunar month, which was the middle of summer at this moment.

Early in the morning, the boats in the winding canal were moving, and Nana's cooking smoke ignited the enthusiasm of the canal for the ages. Looking at both sides of the canal, the eyes are full of green willows swaying in the wind, the amorous catkins are flying all over the sky, the fish in the crystal clear water of the vast canal are shallow bottom, and groups of birds and dragonflies point to the water, which is a gorgeous and colorful beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River!

Master Shen walked from Zhuxiang Street to Huzui Street every day, he came all the way to listen to the familiar sound of selling, smelling the smell of steamed buns wafting from the street snack bar from time to time, naturally people's favorite fritters, spicy soup, steamed dumplings and other tangy aromas, he felt hungry, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

"Master Shen, it's early." Greeting the person from the other side, he pushed the wheelbarrow, and the wheels creaked all the way, like an invisible hand pressing on the keys of a piano to make a pleasant sound.

"You've eaten it early?" Mr. Shen looked up and saw that it was Zhang Er, an old customer, who often came to the store to take care of his business.

"I've eaten, see you later."

"Walk slowly."

Master Shen was walking on the old-fashioned road, the sky was getting brighter, and the streets and alleys were full of people. Men wore short-sleeved shirts, and women wore colorful skirts, embellishing this thousand-year-old town under the river.

Vegetable farmers on both sides of the street automatically line up, leaving a gap in the middle that is only large enough for two people to pass side by side. The large and small bamboo baskets or the green seasonal vegetables in the baskets attract the attention of the women who live at home, and they put down their skirts and bargain with the vegetable farmers.

"How do you sell this dumpling leaf?"

"A handful of twenty wen."

"It's too expensive, fifteen." The woman got up and wanted to go.

The little eldest sister who sold zongye hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the woman: "I see that Madame, you really want to buy it, how about Sixteen Wen?" You see this leaf was only beaten this morning, how fresh is it? ”

"Forget it, it's up to you." The woman was relieved to see the little sister's pious expression.

"Good morning, Master Shen." Before he arrived at the noodle shop, the shopkeeper greeted him with a smile.

It's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, after breakfast, I hurriedly went to the restaurant to finalize the banquet, Master Shen thought to himself, he entered the noodle restaurant and said, "Old rules." ”

"Well, a bowl of Yangchun noodles and a fried egg."

A white sea bowl in front of Master Shen was steaming, and an attractive fragrance made him salivate, the Yangchun noodles in the red soup soy sauce were flat, and garlic flowers were floating on the soup noodles. He picked up the chopsticks and mixed them, picked up the vinegar bottle and ordered some Zhenjiang balsamic vinegar, and Master Shen, who prefers garlic, picked two ends of the peeled garlic from the side and put them in the noodle soup.

After doing this, he picked up a chopstick noodle, blew it with his mouth, and put it in his mouth, and the indescribable satisfaction spread through his mouth to every nerve ending......

"Little Er, the money is on the table."

"Thank you for your patronage, Master Shen, you go slowly." The shopkeeper said goodbye with a smile, he threw the towel and put away the money, packed up the dishes and chopsticks and walked to the back kitchen.

"Brother Shen has eaten well?" Mr. Wu walked into the noodle shop and saw Mr. Shen.

"Brother Wu after eating, if there is something, I will take the first step." Master Shen arched his hand.

"Brother, go slowly."

"See you later."

Mr. Shen continued to the west to the most prosperous and lively area of Hexia Street, where merchants gathered, and the largest and best restaurant was right in front of him.

"Is Boss Song here?" Before Master Shen entered the restaurant, he was attracted by the smoke and fireworks, and bursts of fragrance filled his taste buds, making him look around.

The first floor of the restaurant is full of people, the restaurant sells spicy soup and fried dough sticks in the morning, and because of the reasonable price, there are many customers every morning, attracting diners from the north and south.

It is commendable that Song Ji spicy soup, his family is different from others, the soup is broth, and the edible powder is thickened. The soup is thick and distinctive.

The ingredients are very particular, the thick and thin seaweed shreds, as well as shredded chicken, dried shreds, and gluten cubes of different shapes, as well as the thin egg skin like cicada wings, of course, indispensable fans.

With such an abundance of ingredients and the soup stock thickening, diners sprinkle a little coriander, garlic leaves, and local pickled kohlrabi under the river, and finally scoop a small spoonful of red chili sauce, and then drop two or three drops of small sesame oil, and mix up and down, the fragrant spicy soup makes people salivate.

Boss Shen felt that Boss Song was a businessman, and he made another fortune just by relying on this bowl of fragrant spicy soup.

"Yo yo yo, Boss Shen has missed the door when he comes to the door, forgive your sins!" Boss Song smiled and bowed down the stairs, "How about it, let's sit down on the second floor and drink tea and chat." ”

"Okay, my young master said it when he got engaged, and I won't go to other restaurants, so I will recognize you Boss Song."

"Thanks to Boss Shen's love, I will definitely show my housekeeping skills at the young master's wedding banquet, so that the guests from all walks of life will never forget it." Boss Song's three-inch incorruptible tongue is really powerful, and he said that Boss Shen was grinning.

"Longjing before Ming, please Boss Shen take long eyes." Boss Song personally brewed a cup of Longjing tea and served it on the table in the private room on the second floor, in the white ceramic teacup, pieces of young buds swam in the tea soup, and the tea soup gradually changed from nameless to warm green.

Master Shen picked up the teacup with his right hand, gently opened the tea leaves floating on the water with the lid of the cup, he blew it with his mouth, lifted the teacup and tasted a small sip, only to see his eyes closed and slowly reminisced. Boss Song waited on the side, like a treasure waiting for the expert's identification.

Master Shen suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Well, the entrance is pure and moist, and the aftertaste is long." This tea is the West Lake Mingqian Longjing, and it should be special in appearance, I don't know if I'm right? ”

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