Chapter Ninety-Six: The City in the Winter Mist
As soon as dawn broke, Luoyang, the capital of the gods, became lively, and the joy of the Tang King's wedding had completely dispersed after a day of brewing. The breeze is coming, the flags of the early shops are flying rhythmically, and the winter mist makes the whole city feel like a fairyland.
The delicate cornices of the gate are covered with a layer of faint moisture, and the people who come and go on the street greet each other with smiles on their faces, and no matter how cold the wind is, it can't stop people's fiery mood. The cries of selling came and went, and the morning stalls along the street had already begun to gather with people in line.
Ning Hongdou thought about it last night, it is better to go to the morning bell and dusk drum tower, it is better to be in this Yonghuanfang, there are many people in the three religions and nine streams here, and there are naturally more people who eat wontons.
A few teenagers originally thought that they had come early enough, but when they looked at the stalls all over the street, they were immediately a little dumbfounded, so they could only pull the stalls all the way to the innermost part of the street.
The location is almost almost, and the aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys.
Make dough, mix the filling, light the fire, boil the water...... Sit back and wait for the guests to come to the door.
Next to it is a place to make steamed buns, a water of pork and green onions, cage by cage to take, almost no idle time.
Look at Ning Hongdou's side again, except for a few of them who are waiting to be fed, they haven't opened.
Hua Pingtong came to Ning Hongdou's side: "Hongdou, should we shout for a drink?" Look at the cooking cake seller opposite, when his mouth doesn't stop. ”
Ning Hongdou's eyebrows jumped, and then said, "You come to shout?"
Hua Kiyo refused without even thinking about it: "I can't do it, my knife skills are okay, but my mouth is not good." ”
Ning Hongdou turned around and subconsciously greeted Chen Yusheng: "Sashimi, you help shout a few words to attract guests." ”
Chen Yusheng's big fat face trembled vigorously: "No, no, I don't have enough confidence, the effect must be poor, let's find a pipe vertically, he is the senior brother of the Earth, Fire, Wind and Thunder Pavilion, he must know more." ”
There are few things to do vertically, but the skin is also thin: "Fart, I'm the pavilion master now, have you ever seen the sect master of whose family shouting and selling wontons?
Chen Yusheng hummed: "A sect and a person, is also a sect? Don't tease me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his ass was kicked by Ning Hongdou, and there was only one person in the sword gate.
Needless to say, when this little Taoist priest was in the Taoist temple of Zen Mountain, he was praised by the villagers for two sentences and could blush, so it was better to care vertically.
It doesn't matter if the spring night is strict with the deer.
But the two tried to shout twice, but it wasn't the smell at all, one had no feelings, and the other looked like quails.
Ning Hongdou sighed: "We have to think of some way, we have to survive, we have to stand firm, we have to fill our stomachs first, and we must have silver first." ”
After experiencing the experience of war in the north, Ning Hongdou deeply understood that it is not easy to live, and the more difficult it is, the harder it is, the harder it is, the harder it is. Of course, she is a sword cultivator, and her pursuit is not to be rich in the world, so even if she sells wontons, she does not forget to practice. The dough she rolls out should be boxy, exactly one inch and eight minutes long, and the meat filling she chops should be evenly proportioned, and the minced meat should be just right.
No matter how delicate it is, it can't bring her customers, because people are more curious about a few teenagers, how can such a young child come out to sell wontons by himself? Can it be delicious?
Chen Yusheng urinated and ran away for half a stick of incense.
The winter fog that filled the Shendu began to gradually dissipate, and the morning sun penetrated the dense fog and sprinkled the dust all over the world, and the floating dust was like a small 'moth', and a little fat man in the 'moth' suddenly ran over happily, trembling while running.
Hua Bellflower's face was full of disgust: "If you don't want to work, just talk, give up your share of lunch, and everyone may be able to eat more." Anyway, there is only so much silver, and if you don't make money, you will soon go hungry. ”
Chen Yusheng gasped for a while, and then said excitedly: "I know how to attract people." ”
Flower bellflower: "Just you?"
Chen Yusheng patted his chest: "It's me, you don't understand, it's useless to tell you." Red beans, I will use the broken silver that was given to you vertically yesterday. ”
Don't say that the bellflower doesn't believe it, and Ning Hongdou doesn't believe it either, and the action of rolling the dough in his hand doesn't stop: "What are you doing?"
Hua Pingjiao snorted coldly: "I must have secretly gone to buy food, sooner or later I will be strung to death, look at that fat body, just like this, I still want to marry a daughter-in-law in the future?"
Chen Yusheng had a bitter gourd face: "Grandma, can you not block me? I really have a way, believe me once!"
Ning Hongdou turned his head and looked at the others.
Spring Night shrugged: "I don't care, anyway, it's the difference between starving today or starving tomorrow." ”
Guan Hengheng: "I won't shout anyway." ”
Lu Yan didn't speak to celery, and he really didn't have anything to say.
And then. ”
"If you spend money indiscriminately, I'll cut a meat or two off your ass. Ning Hongdou said viciously.
"Make adult meat wontons!" "Hua Kiyo never forgets to damage the rest of Chen's life.
Take the money.
Chen Yusheng turned around and ran, running faster than a rabbit.
"Sashimi won't run away with the money, will it?" guessed the bellflower.
"For less than a tael of silver, is he stupid?" Ning Hongdou shook his head.
Chen Yusheng is naturally not stupid, except for a strange disease, he is smart, otherwise he would not have been accepted by Shushan back then.
Chen Yusheng asked Ning Hongdou for money, and he went to buy rune paper, cinnabar and brushes.
After the wax moon is the Spring Festival, this neighborhood can already see the Spring Festival couplets for the sale of blessing words, Chen Yusheng is a disciple of Shushan, the spell is put aside, the runes to ward off evil spirits and insects can still be written, and don't look at Chen Yusheng is a fat man, that hand is beautiful and tight.
Luoyang, the capital of the gods, naturally sold everything, and after a while, Chen Yusheng ran back, holding a stack of rune paper in one hand, and a cinnabar jar and a slender brush in the other.
Ignoring the confused eyes of the flower bellflower, Chen Yusheng stood at the table where he was eating, rolled up his sleeves, and wrote a rune to ward off evil spirits with a wave of his hand.
It's neat.
It's beautiful.
Paper is not good paper, but this rune is added, how to look at it.
Chen Yusheng deliberately showed off: "How is it? Let me ask you, have you ever seen such an orthodox and beautiful rune? And I have injected runic power into it, which is a genuine evil spirit." ”
Chen Yusheng was very excited, but the others were very puzzled, and their eyes were full of words: "What are you going to do? No matter how beautiful the runes are, they can't attract customers for everyone." ”
"Stupid!"
"The Spring Festival is coming soon, every household must need some runes, you can't shop around to buy runes, isn't it popular to come over. ”
"How pleasant it is to buy runes and sit down and eat a bowl of chaos. ”
As soon as he finished saying this, an old lady walked by and saw Chen Yusheng's rune coldly: "Young man, where did you buy such a beautiful rune?"
Chen Yusheng turned his head and grinned: "Grandma, this is what I wrote, the genuine rune, I have asked other families, one costs ten yuan, I only charge you five yuan." ”