Half a month later.

Although the orange old man reminded them that Master Yuezhuo was in Jiangcheng that day, Hongli still dragged Su Yan to confirm whether there were any remnants of plague patients in Manyuan Village and Taoyuan Village.

Then she came to this Jiangcheng, and Hongli's mysterious behavior made Su Yan wonder if she wanted to find her master.

Although the little fox remembers the Master's teachings, we must look ahead and look backward in order to do things, and deal with the previous things before we can develop in the future.

But the little fox doesn't seem to know so much about priorities.

came and went, and trivial matters were delayed for some time.

Hongli and Su Yan were wandering on the streets of Jiangcheng, looking east and west.

This Jiangcheng is a little different from what I imagined. It doesn't seem to be so depressed, but in terms of passenger flow and prosperity, Chang'an City is second to none.

The streets are bustling with people, and the sides are lined with stalls of all kinds.

On the milky white cloth strip, three big characters are written with a brush, "Huanxi Tuan".

Hongli's eyes lit up, followed the crowd, and came over.

As soon as Su Yan came back to his senses, the red glass beside him was nowhere to be seen, and then he looked at it, the red shadow was under the stall of the "Joy Group", and the stall was fragrant, so lively!

The owner of the stall was dressed in plain white and wore a white cloth hat, and a simple iron shelf was placed horizontally next to the stall, on which was placed a pot, under which a few firewood were burning and crackling.

The oil and sesame incense on the stall snorted into Hongli's nose, and she took a deep breath and exclaimed, "It's so fragrant." ”

She changed into a woman's plain clothes, tied in a delicate and small bun, without powder, and faced the sky. Just like this, it still can't stop the man from staying on her from time to time.

But those ill-intentioned afterglows were quickly swept away by the handsome boy beside her, and Su Yan stood behind Hongli, the tall shadow above her head.

The vendor moved neatly, picked up a small part of a large piece of dough in front of him, kneaded it into a ball, rolled it back and forth in the sesame seed pile, so that the sesame seeds were evenly spread, and then picked it up with bamboo chopsticks, and slowly fried it in a hot oil pan until golden brown.

"Do you want to eat?"

Seeing that Hongli kept swallowing saliva, Su Yan paid, holding a bowl, holding bamboo chopsticks, and retreating to the side with Hongli.

The joy group is like a ball, rolling sesame seeds on the outside, and sweet sand of red beans on the inside. Take a bite, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet but not greasy.

Hongli's mouth was stained with oil stains and sesame seeds, Su Yan reached out and wiped it for her naturally, and after that, she realized that she had forgotten her feelings for a while.

Hongli was eating happily, and he didn't think about so many etiquette things. It's just that Su Yan sighed, this little fox, in order to eat, can actually put aside his own master who values him most.

Entering Jiangcheng, there is a vast sea of people, and I don't know where to find the figure of Yuezhuo.

And this little fox was sullen a second ago. As soon as you see the food, you lose yourself completely.

Su Yan thought about it, feeling funny.

There were only three grains in a bowl, and Hongli accidentally ate it. When she was savoring, she realized that she had forgotten to leave a grain for Su Yan to taste.

Su Yan didn't care, he wasn't interested in eating. Besides, he has traveled all over the country, and he has already tasted the taste of this happy group.

Seeing that the red glass had finished eating, he pulled her to another place. Before arriving here, from afar, Hongli smelled a strong fishy smell.

A few small fish were jumping in the bamboo basket, and Hongli stretched out his head to see that there was only a catfish with two long whiskers and an embarrassed face.

The peddler looked, when did an ugly catfish enter the bamboo basket, could it be that he fell into his net when he fell in love with this group of female crucian carp?

The hawker originally wanted to let the catfish live, but after thinking about it, this paste soup powder is also good to use catfish as an ingredient.

The two of them stood in front of the stall, and they were greeted by the delicious flavor of rice and fish.

The soup is made from wild small crucian carp three or two inches long. Wild crucian carp has dense flesh, strong texture, and delicious taste.

In order to drink this bowl of freshly made soup powder, Hongli and Su Yan waited for an hour.

I only heard the hawker sigh: "The fish soup noodles that I boiled last night have been sold out, and the two of you are late, so you can only boil it now." ”

Hongli thought to herself, what is boiling now, if she wasn't afraid of scaring these people, she wouldn't have to be so troublesome, she could still eat these raw fish, wouldn't it taste even more delicious.

Su Yan waved his hand and looked kind: "It's okay, this taste is too tempting, why not wait a little longer." ”

The fresh fish soup is powdered in the stomach and served with the "puff pastry" just out of the pot by the vendor, which is really delicious. This puff pastry is long and shriveled, although the sound is crispy when you take a bite, but Hongli still prefers the soft and sweet taste of the happy group.

Su Yan had eaten and drunk enough, but in a blink of an eye, the red glass disappeared again.

Seeing that the people in front of the stall were like a long dragon, the red shadow was rubbing and tiptoeing in the crowd, and he couldn't squeeze into it.

Su Yan stepped forward steadily, walked to her side, and saw her curious eyes rolling and looking at him: "What is this?"

Su Yan pursed his lips: "It's just ordinary noodles." ”

"Then why so many people?" Hongli was puzzled.

"Maybe it's because the people of Jiangcheng prefer pasta. ”

Before Su Yan's words fell, Hongli sniffed vigorously: "Do you smell anything?"

In a blink of an eye, the person disappeared again.

The fragrance hooks the soul of the red glass, this taste is very familiar to her, chicken soup!

The thick soup is mixed with a few mushrooms, and when you stir it with a spoon, the fragrance instantly enters the heart.

Su Yan turned his money bag upside down, from Chang'an to Jiangcheng, and the cost of this journey was more than what he spent in the days when he traveled. If this continues, both of them will have to eat dirt.

After drinking the chicken soup, Hongli seemed to remember something, and shouted: "By the way, we still have to go to the master." ”

Su Yan held her chin with one hand, quietly looked at her eating and swallowing dates, and said, "You finally remember your unlucky master." ”

Hongli smiled, if she hadn't been able to stand the temptation of this delicacy, she would definitely not have delayed the time to find the master.

She said in her heart: Master, don't blame the apprentice, the apprentice still remembers you all the time.

At this time, Yuezhuo was helping the two sisters of the Qing family set up a stall.

The injuries on his body were not yet healed, and he was forced by the two sisters to grind the tofu all morning, and only then did he hastily come to the market in the south of the city to set up a stall.

After wiping the table and chairs, Qingying stacked a stack of bowls on the table in an orderly manner, brought buckets and buckets of solidified tofu flowers, and displayed the signboard, standing vertically on the ground, with four big characters written horizontally - Qingjia Tofu.

The stall is full of bean fragrance, and when passers-by smell it, they know that it is Qingjia tofu that has opened.

"As always, two bowls. ”

Qingying scooped up a large spoonful of bean curd, put it in a bowl, sprinkled with chopped green onions, and poured the secret soup, which was fragrant.

"Yours. ”

"It's yours. ”

"I don't want shallots. ”

The new face I saw was a middle-aged man, shaking his head and making a 'tsk' sound.

"Uncle, it's the first time you've eaten our tofu. This shallots mixed with tofu, without green onions, is like a person without a soul. ”

The middle-aged man was told this, and then changed his words: "Come on some green onions." ”

In three or two clicks, today's tofu was sold out, so I made more preparations in the morning. Taking advantage of the moment when Yuezhuo rested in the morning, Qingying secretly grinded some beans again.

The market opened, there were more and more customers, and the two sisters were in a hurry. Qingying asked Yuezhuo to go back and bring two more barrels, maybe two barrels were not enough to sell.

Yuezhuo's face was reluctant, not to mention grinding tofu and doing coolies, but also busy doing business, what is he counting, following the local customs?

Or marry a chicken and a dog and a dog?

He just rubbed a bowl of rice at her house, and was called by their family as they wanted?

Now is not the time to argue about reason, Yuezhuo has no choice but to walk to the north of the city.

Coming from the north side of the city, Hongli found that this river city was simply a treasure place.

If she allowed, she would rather not return to Qingqiu, and when she found Master Yuezhuo, she would persuade him to settle here. Because along the way, there are so many delicious foods to choose from, from the north of the city to the end of the south of the city, it is simply fragrant.....

Three-season soup dumplings, Yuanshan mung bean cake, fried shrimp, Tan Kee dumplings......

Hongli folded her hands and counted it, and found that ten fingers could not be counted, and this dish did not have the same color.

After walking a long way, I found that there were suddenly more people in front of me, Hongli smelled the taste of food, dragged the corners of Su Yan's clothes, and signaled with her eyes.

Su Yan was helpless, so he had no choice but to obey her.

I secretly thought in my heart: Maybe food is the most important thing in her heart, and Master or something, it's all a passing thing.