6. Xijing Prosperity Record (1)

As soon as he finished eating, Hibiscus was in a hurry to go to the night market. Since the reign of Huizong, the Great Song Dynasty has completely canceled the curfew, from the third watch to the fifth watch, and the night is endless.

"Second brother~ good second brother~ good second brother~ You can take me there, you promised me during the day!"

", stay cool. You're embarrassed to let me take you to the night market, if it weren't for the black situation you sued, the old man would have beaten me with his dead hand?! You look at this for me, the Hui people have to take a detour when they see me! Oops, it hurts Lao Tzu to death, hiss~" Shizi complained like an angry little daughter-in-law while smearing his own ancestral flat muscle cream on his pig's head.

"Oops~" Hibiscus slapped her second brother as she spoke, "I didn't expect my father to have such a heavy hand! Second brother, you also know, Dad hurts me!" Shi Zi sneered when he heard Mu Hibiscus say this.

"Good second brother, dear second brother, if you put on the flat skin cream, the swelling will definitely go down soon, two quarters of an hour, just two quarters of an hour, let's go, this time go to the night market in the west second compartment!" After speaking, Mu Hibiscus ran back to his boudoir to clean up.

Half an hour later......

Before going out, Shizi was afraid of being teased by seeing this appearance, so he specially found a hat with a veil to wear.

"If this is seen by the patients I have treated, how can I get it!" Shi Zi looked loveless, like a pig about to get out of the pot

"Oh, what are you afraid of, isn't this for you to wear a hat, no matter how bad it is, just say that you are the sixth son. After saying this, Hibiscus laughed again and muttered, "Anyway, you have been beaten into a pig's head, who will recognize you!"

"You, you, you still say!"

"The new embroidered collar wipes, the handsome girl takes a look, buys it home, sews the gown, the fan guy doesn't think about eating~"

"Take a look at the passing by, Lingnan is new to sweet oranges, a big juicy man, and the children next door are crying!!"

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As soon as you reach the edge of the night market, the cries of small vendors are endless. Although the Great Song Dynasty was militarily weak, but the economy was developed, it could be regarded as the first in the world, and in a place like Dengzhou at the junction of the Jin and Song Dynasties, there were many merchants and hawkers gathered and there were many types of goods in circulation, which was really innumerable. Looking from afar, it was crowded with people and brightly lit, thinking that the camp of 700 miles was nothing more than that.

"Second brother, do you smell it, it's so fragrant, what kind of smell is this. Walking a little inside, Hibiscus smelled the smell of meat in the air, but he only knew that it was meat, but he couldn't tell how to eat it.

"This must be the taste of roasted meat, and it's not unusual to have such things here near the Golden Dog. Shi Zi looked at the young and beautiful little girl on the street, and from time to time she gave a wink to others, and then replied nonchalantly.

Mu Hibiscus glanced at him, and said in his heart, just like your swollen pig head, and still wearing a veil, who will look at you with flattering eyes.

The two were pushed by the crowd, Hibiscus felt that the smell of meat was getting stronger and stronger, I don't know where it was squeezed, Hibiscus felt hot on his legs, and when he looked down, he saw more than a dozen black iron rods on an iron box, each wearing several pieces of meat as big as red dates.

Is this the cooked meat stall of the Jin people, why is this meat skewered on an iron rod?

It turned out that the Jin people who lived in the cold and freezing north, in order to make the meat they ate in winter more delicious, on the basis of simply hanging and roasting lamb legs, skewered large pieces of fresh meat on thin iron rods, smeared with salt, sprinkled with cumin brought by Qiuzi and Turks, and roasted and eaten on a charcoal fire.

The Song people, who originally ate less meat, also began to gradually accept this delicacy after the Jin people went south, so the barbecue of the Jin people became a hot product in the night markets of various cities.

"Second brother, look at it, it's Jinren's barbecue!" said Mu Hibiscus, dragging the second child to the front of the stall like a dead dog.

"Oh, my aunt, didn't you just finish eating, don't eat it, you really can't get married if you eat it again. Shi Zi was dragged to the front of the stall with a reluctant face, and his heart was on fire, but he didn't dare to lose his temper at his little sister, jokes!

"Hehe, little girl, you know the goods, our meat is a household name in the Yunzhou area in the north! Yo, this is your man, I see that you two are hot-faced, and thirty wen sells you five strings, how about it!" The big man who spoke had a beard on his face, his face was as black and bright as tung oil, and his eyes were small, but they were implicitly colorful.

The face is hot, the hot ghost is hot, Lao Tzu is wearing a veil, you can't see it, what are you talking about here, Shi Zi said in his heart, he was angry and had no place to vent, so he opened his mouth and scolded the golden man.

"My day your ancestors, this is my sister-in-law, you talk nonsense, Lao Tzu will tear your mouth apart, there is no golden dog raised by a mother, don't talk nonsense if you are blind!"

"Yo he~" The big man is also a hard stubble, after listening to Shi Zi's words, he also put down the work in his hand and rolled up his sleeves, "What's the matter, give you face, right? The quarrel between them gradually increased, and the people around them gradually gathered around to watch the play.

The Jin people continued not to care about the more and more people gathered around him, and continued to scold, "Our king is training soldiers and horses day and night, and he may go south to kill them when he will kill them, and leave no chickens and dogs in your Song Pig place." ”

Speaking of this, the surrounding Song people were in an uproar, and they immediately shouted and scolded.

"Golden Dog, get out of the Great Song!"

"The golden dog must not die well!"

...... There was a lot of noise, but no one stepped forward.

Shi Zi couldn't help but hear this, and directly kicked over the charcoal stove used by the golden man for barbecue. "Fuck me, scold me again!"

The golden man moved more quickly, and with an angry face, he pulled out a short dagger from his waist and shouted.

"Brothers, these Song pigs are going to turn the sky upside down one by one, everyone is going to take care of everything!"

said that it was too late, and the golden man only roared, and instantly drilled out of the crowd several big men with the same burly figure as him.

"Sip, what's wrong!" The leader rushed over with a big red face, holding the golden man's shoulder with one hand, and carrying an iron rod more than three feet long in the other, and he could smell the smoky wine coming from the big red face from a long distance

"This Song pig is going to turn around and smash my stall!" replied the man who was called to snort.

"Then what kind of reasoning do you want to tell them, Song Zhu will be a good tongue!" The big red face didn't say a word, picked up the iron rod and hit Shizi.

The hibiscus standing on the side was dumbfounded, who could tell her what was wrong, why was she just about to pick a big meat skewer to eat deliciously, and this group of people even moved their hands??