"What kind of monster is this?" abstracted like this, I can't see it, but I think it's funny.

"Gluttony. Zhao Feng pointed to the monster's long horns, big mouth, copper eyes and fat belly. There is one lamp in the other lanterns, but this one has two lights, and the light just blooms from the two big eyes of the monster, which is very fierce but also very cute.

Feng Lingzhao sneered: "Okay, I want it, how much is it?" reached out to his waist to get the purse.

"No money. Zhao Feng waved his hand, "I can't sell it, I'll give it to you." ”

Feng Lingzhao's eyes turned on him, and his smile narrowed. Of course, Zhao Feng was joking, as long as such a creative lantern was placed on the wall, it would be bought in minutes. This lantern has a complicated style, it looks very difficult to tie, if it is not specially made for her, Zhao Feng would not have to make so much effort.

She didn't like the lanterns, and he remembered that he had made one especially for her.

Shortly after Zhao Feng's old shop was burned down, the lanterns that had been tied were burned. The lamp in his hand must have been newly planted recently. What's more, he's been so busy lately that heels hit the back of the head, and he wants to steal such a complicated lantern to send her.

She pulled her hair behind her ears before whispering, "Thank you." ”

"Okay, let's go. Zhao Feng immediately put on his coat, "Have you decided which restaurant to go to?"

Walking less than 100 steps along the lantern shop, there is Shanhe Building, the most upscale restaurant on this street. Having a meal there can eat up Zhao Feng's income for three days, but he is not reluctant at all.

"Looks like you've been making a lot of money lately. Feng Lingzhao blinked and teased him, "Even Shanhelou dares to go." ”

"Once in a while, it doesn't hurt your muscles and bones. "He told the truth, and he didn't slap his swollen face and become fat.

Feng Lingzhao pointed in the opposite direction: "How about accompanying me to turn over a frying plate?"

"Huh?" That thing tastes good, economical, but the smell of fireworks is too heavy, is Miss Nine used to eating it?

"You don't like it?"

"Like, all love. Zhao Feng locked the door of the shop and walked with her to the end of the street.

At this time, Chunming City has faded from the severe cold of midwinter, and the river flows again, but sooner or later there is still a bit of steepness. The two walked along a riverside path, and the river at night was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the lights on the shore.

The light is warm and soft, and it shines on people's hearts, so that they have the courage to face the darkness in front of them.

Feng Lingzhao carried the gluttonous lamp, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved. Occasionally, passers-by walk by, and when they see beauties with strange lights, they all turn back frequently.

Zhao Feng, who was walking beside her, felt that the light in the lantern jumped in her eyes, vivid and playful.

Feng Lingzhao pointed to the other side: "It's all this time, it seems that it is still in full swing there." ”

Zhao Feng looked in the direction of her finger, and sure enough, it was different from the dark road that the two of them walked, the opposite bank was brightly lit, and there were many figures flickering: "That section of the river and the shoreline should be arranged with lanterns, the Shangsi Festival is approaching, and it is the time to race against time." ”

The lanterns of Chunming City are all over the city, but the largest and most beautiful lantern array is here, nestled in the natural Jiuqu River section, and the water and land are on the battlefield, and the lanterns will be spectacular. As the festive season draws closer, the craftsmen must hurry up.

Feng Lingzhao smiled and asked him, "How is your craftsmanship?"

Zhao Feng has also observed many times: "I haven't seen all the products, so it's hard to comment." I can't underestimate the ...... of the world."

The word "hero" was stuck in his mouth, and he couldn't say it for a while. What kind of hero is he who can make lanterns?

Feng Lingzhao didn't seem to notice his slight embarrassment: "Chunmingcheng should really look for you to make a lantern array." ”

"After approaching me, I gave a few suggestions, but I don't know if they took them. Zhao Feng's mentality is very peaceful. He has been in Chunming City for less than two months, so why should the authorities trust him? It is safest to hire veteran craftsmen who have participated in the Lantern Festival many times over the years.

"We'll see in a few days. "At present, the core area of the light array is fenced, and idlers are not allowed to approach. On the day of the festival, everyone has the opportunity to wander there, "By the way, can the Fengda Immortal tell me what the weather will be like in the next few days? ”

Most of the lanterns are papier-mâché, and even if they are made of silk, they will lose their color when it rains.

Feng Lingzhao glanced at him with a smile: "When I am a land immortal, can I be unpredictable about the weather in five days?"

"You are a god. Zhao Feng said, "At least in my opinion." ”

Feng Lingzhao stopped smiling and smiled.

Zhao Feng couldn't tell whether she was happy or angry, and was about to speak, she had already brushed her hair and said, "It won't rain, I see that the weather will be better in five days." ”

Soon, the place for supper arrived.

It was originally a warehouse, but on a rainy day, the walls were washed down and the goods were completely submerged. The owner lost so much that the bottom of his pants was gone, so he had to flee overnight, and the warehouse was not repaired, so it was occupied by the nearby store at night.

This flat ground can hold twelve or three tables, of course, each of which is not much larger than a Go board, and with two maza, it can be considered a complete table and chairs to entertain guests.

There is a charcoal stove next to the table. Once the guests were seated, the shopkeeper added red-hot charcoal to the stove and placed a stone plate on top. The stones are all taken from the bluestone in the nearby high mountains, which is hard and thin and resistant to high temperatures. Zhao Feng took two pieces of big fat meat and smeared the stone plate, and after a while, the oil was baked, and then he began to put tofu, meat strips, and even the pupae and the dog ground sprouts and Ma Lantou picked back from the suburbs can be fried.

There are several old wells in Chunmingcheng with particularly sweet water, and the tofu ground from local beans is fragrant and tender, which is particularly suitable for frying. Locals call this method of roasting on a stone plate "turning the plate" or "turning the tofu".

The sound drove away the cool air of the night.

After a while, the food on the plate is slightly yellow on both sides, and the aroma is tangy, as long as you sprinkle some seasoning and serve it with secret sauce.

This is the cuisine of the common people. As far as the eye can see, the tables and chairs are almost occupied, and the diners can't turn their voices off if they ask for another pound of soju.

In the midst of the hustle and bustle, Feng Lingzhao took the dried tofu and dipped it in the spicy powder, blew lightly, and then put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, closed his eyes and praised: "Delicious!"

Zhao Feng didn't look like she was eating when she first came: "Miss Nine is also a frequent visitor here?" He has tasted the spicy noodles here, and as long as he has a little bit, he can turn ten yellow noodles spicy. Feng Lingzhao didn't change his face when he ate it, and it seemed that his tolerance was no worse than his.

For no reason, he was a little happy.

Feng Lingzhao didn't raise his head: "I've been here a few times." ”

This stall only comes out after midnight, and the diners are rushing to supper, and it seems that Miss Nine often goes out at night, which is rare among young girls. Zhao Feng waited for her to eat a few more things before he said softly: "Miss Nine is looking for me today, what do you have to advise?"

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