Eat in Song Dynasty

Chapter 208

On her side, she was busy and friendly with the sergeants. On the other side, in the Furong Courtyard of Qin Xiangfu, the atmosphere was not so good.

Since seeing Mrs. Zhang at the concierge at noon and hearing what she said, Wang Qiaoqian felt very uneasy.Because she got a message from Mrs. Zhang's voice, Wen Shu is back!
In order to confirm this news, she specially sent her close maid, Shao Yao, to inquire, but the news she finally got was the last thing she wanted to hear.

The man who had been missing for a month did come back, and he came back whole and unscathed.

why!
Since it's gone, why not just disappear.

It was hard for her to win back her aunt's heart, so it's going to fail again.
No!No one can take away what belongs to her!

Wang Qiaoqian stood in front of the window, looking at the banana tree in the yard, the silk handkerchief in her hand was tightly twisted.

In the tea shed outside the city, Wen Shu started to make lunch after seeing off the group of sergeants.

Because Miss Chu Si is also here, for this meal, she deliberately took out the dried meat stored in the world of mountains and seas, as well as some mushrooms and bamboo shoots stored in the pre-preserved basket, and made two dishes.

Although the Fourth Miss Chu came from a wealthy family, she was informal. She didn't have the slightest discomfort with eating in this simple tea shed. On the contrary, she felt that this small restaurant in the mountains was much more crowded than the high-rise buildings in the city. Kind of interesting.

After dinner, Wen Shu led Chu Hong around the tea shed, and checked whether the nearby soil was suitable for planting oak trees. The afternoon passed quickly.

The next day, Daxiangguo Temple.

"Oh my God! There are so many people, it's too lively." At the entrance outside Xiangguo Temple, Chu Hong looked at the crowded Shimiao Street in front of him, his mouth shut in surprise.

"What kind of excitement is this? The Wansurname Trade Fair on the 15th day of the lunar new year is called a lively event. There is also the Buddha Bathing Festival on the [-]th day of April. There are so many people that sometimes it is so crowded that you can't even walk." Wen Shu wrote lightly.

Chu Hong opened his mouth wide in surprise, and asked in puzzlement, "Isn't this a temple? Can a Buddhist temple be so noisy?"

"It's not noisy, it's equality of all beings." Wen Shu smiled mischievously, leaning into her ear and said, "I'm secretly telling you that Master Yuanhui of Daxiangguo Temple has several shops in the capital."

"real!"

"What are you doing to lie to you?"

"As expected of the capital, our temple in Cangzhou will be much deserted. When worshiping the Buddha on weekdays, you must not make loud noises when entering or leaving, otherwise it will be considered disrespectful and you will be blamed."

Wen Shule smiled, "Our Buddha is more magnanimous."

A joke made Chu Hong lean forward and back together, and sent the horse in the place where the horse was parked. After paying a few yuan for guarding fees, the two went in hand in hand.

As the Dragon Boat Festival is approaching, there are many farmers carrying burdens in the vendors on both sides, selling peach branches, willow branches, hollyhocks, calamus, and wormwood.These five kinds of Dragon Boat Festival must be offered on the incense table at the entrance, and then use rice dumplings, five-color water balls, tea soup, and rice wine as offerings to worship the sky.

In addition, wormwood has to be tied into a human shape and nailed to the gate to ward off evil spirits.

Wen's family hadn't bought these things yet, so Wen Shu took Chu Hong in, found two stalls that looked very fresh, picked two bundles of five kinds, and picked a large handful of moxa. The grass was bundled by the stall owner.

Cangzhou is located on the border, and the folk customs are strong. Many customs are different from those in the capital. After listening to Wen Shu's explanation, Chu Hong only found it very novel, and immediately followed her example to buy one by one, planning to go back to the "home" in the capital. "

After searching around outside and buying all the things needed for the Dragon Boat Festival, Wen Shu took Chu Hong into the temple, but the two of them did not enter the temple to offer incense in front of the Buddha, but to the Burning Zhuyuan inside. Come.

Burning Zhuyuan, originally called "Shaozhuyuan." It got its name because there was a monk named Huiming who was especially good at moxibusting pork. Many people came here admiringly. Not good, so I changed the name of the yard from "pig" to "zhu".

Wenshu ate the moxibustion pork in Shaozhuyuan with his father a few years ago. There was a long queue outside the Burning Zhu Courtyard.

This is still the case today, but in order for Chu Hong, a friend from other places, to appreciate the special flavor of Bianliang in Tokyo, Wen Shu can only sacrifice his life to accompany the gentleman, and pull her to line up together.

Chu Hong looked at the house with green smoke constantly rising, and then smelled the smell of meat in the air, and his heart was no longer enough to describe it with admiration.

How bold it is to openly eat meat in the monastery!

But looking at the long queue in front of her, besides lamenting that Kyoto is really different, she can't help but look forward to the moxibustion pork inside.

There were about a dozen people in the line, most of them were men. It was almost noon, and the sun was high in the sky. Women who love beauty would not appear under such a scorching sun. .

As for girls from poor families, they are busy all day long, so they have no time or money to queue here, so the two girls in the middle of the line are very eye-catching.

Especially one of them was still wearing a veiled hat, the two seemed to be in a master-servant relationship, and the maid in Tsing Yi was fanning her non-stop.

"Girl, it's too hot, why don't we go back instead of queuing up." The maid in Tsing Yi whispered to her while fanning her master.

"No, I've decided to buy the roasted pork today. He thought I wouldn't be able to bear it, so I decided to make it for him."

The servant girl stomped her feet angrily, "My cousin just said casually, why should the girl take it seriously. You are weak and can't bear this tiredness, what should you do if you pass out, I will line up for the girl here, you go to the next treetop Can you sit down and do it?"

"No, since you promised to buy it yourself, you can't give it to someone else."

"But....."

"Okay, don't say a few words...I" the woman in scarlet clothes put her hand on her forehead, shaking her body.

"Girl, girl, are you okay?"

"Girl, girl!"

As soon as Wen Shu and Chu Xin walked to the back of the line, they saw the crimson clothes in front of them fell down.The people who lined up in front and back were all startled and asked what was wrong, but no one stepped forward to help.

When a man and a woman give and receive a marriage, no one will act rashly for the sake of the woman's name until the moment of life, but the young gentleman in a scholar's shirt said he was going to hire a monk and doctor.

Wen Shu is also kind-hearted. Seeing the scorching sun in the sky, the little lady who fainted was still wearing a veil.

Then he went up to the girl and said: "If your girl is angry, she can't bask in the sun like this anymore. How about I help her to the shade of the tree for you?"

The maid nodded again and again.

When the Fourth Miss Chu heard this, she rolled up her sleeves and was about to step forward to help. Unexpectedly, as soon as she bent down, Wen Shu on the other end had already hugged the girl in scarlet clothes, and then strode towards the shade of a tree two feet away. go.

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(End of this chapter)