Chang’an Small Restaurant

    After July 7th, it will soon be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

    At this time, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival. Temples and Taoist temples in the city all have practice meetings. Many of them also go to temples to worship and pray for blessings. In front of these large temples, there are often performers of hundreds of operas and Buddhist sayings, singing and reciting, which is very lively.

     Even small temples that are not well-known are very busy these days, such as Guangming Temple, which is cleaned a few days earlier. After reading the scriptures, I invited out the Yulan basin decorated with lotus-patterned gold baskets.

    Shen Shaoguang presented his own steamed honey offerings, and donated sesame oil money, and listened to the scriptures with other believers.

    Yuanjue Shitai is the master of food, and at a glance, you can see the difference between this Mid-Yuan Festival honey offering cake and Qixi flower cake. Tanabata flower cakes are delicate and tender, focusing on taste, so they cannot be placed or piled up; the honey offerings are mostly made of cream, honey, flour, steamed, fried or baked. No problem for six or seven days.

    I didn't know that Shen Shaoguang made this honey offering cake, but it was also related to the Qixi flower cake.

    At this time, sacrificing and making tribute is a traditional family task, and "the main worship of Pingfan" is a compulsory course for housewives, so Shen Shaoguang didn't want to develop this festival, but he didn't expect to have a meal The customers who ordered Qixi flower cakes came to the store to order cakes, which were to be used to worship their parents during the half of July.

    "When I first tested my wife, my family was poor and I had never eaten such a delicate thing. Now that I am lucky enough to make some money, I want them to try it too." The fifty-year-old middle-aged man, wearing a hang silk robe, with a thick and dark complexion, who may have traveled a long way to do business, said this with a pitying expression on his face.

    Shen Shaoguang also had a solemn face. Although he understood the heart of "children want to be raised but not parents", he also wanted to do this business, but the shortcomings of flower cakes had to be explained clearly to people. This thing can't last Zhongyuan for three days. When the wind blows, it will either crack, or disintegrate, or even corrupt.

    The guest also knew that Shen Shaoguang was telling the truth, so he frowned.

    Shen Shaoguang remembered the topic "The Pastry of the Manchu and Han Dynasties in Beijing" that he did in his previous life, and said: "Er change the recipe, use the method of steaming, roasting, and deep-frying, it should work."

    I made a few on the second day, invited the guest to taste it, and the guest agreed, and Shen Shaoguang made this Tang Dynasty honey offering dessert full of Han pastries. It is incomparable with the pastry room of the Qing Palace, and it is far from the pastry table of the dim sum shop in the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China. However, in the Tang Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, it comforted a businessman to miss his parents. But it is enough.

    One is done, and two are done. Shen Shaoguang simply made three copies, one was given to the merchant, and the other was sent to Guangming Nunnery for worship, to add some popularity to the nunnery, and to return to the nunnery. One of the favors in the city will be taken to the Temple of the City God outside the city for sacrifice.

      Shen Shaoguang simply closed the store for a day, and took A Yuan early in the morning in a rented mule cart to go out of the city.

      , I think it was left by the previous priest, a lame old Taoist in his fifties and a Taoist boy who took care of the incense in the temple.

    Shen Shaoguang arranged fruit offerings and cakes, lit incense candles, turned paper money, and offered sacrifices to Lord Chenghuang and his parents and relatives in this world.

    Old Dao received the money, proclaimed a Dao name, and saluted: "The local city **** is the most effective, and it will definitely bless the person who worships the girl." Shen Shaoguang doesn't care much about this money, but prefers her offerings - when she was young, she placed orders in the city's Grand View, and the offerings of the nobles were not so neat.

    Shen Shaoguang smiled and returned the gift, do your part, hope they can have peace of mind and not suffer from hunger and cold.

    Since he came to the outskirts, Shen Shaoguang asked the driver to wait for a while, and took A Yuan for a walk. This is the first time I have seen the countryside of this era.

      If you are in a painting, you will have a very artistic conception. If you live here...

    The water of the river is really clear. Under the willow tree by the river, a man in a white robe is standing, and a few servants are waiting with horses not far behind. When the man turned around, it was the scholar who laughed at Pang Erniang in front of Guangming Nunnery.

    "The girl also came to the Temple of the City God to worship?"

    "Yes." Shen Shaoguang smiled.

    "I don't know - to whom?"

    Nowadays, Chang'an is popular and has deep friendship? Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows, this man had a pair of romantic peach blossom eyes, but at this moment there was some melancholy and sadness in the corners of his eyebrows.

    "My dear." Shen Shaoguang answered in the end.

    "Who is Langjun offering sacrifice to?" Shen Shaoguang also asked.

    "Mentor." Actually a friend's mentor.

    Shen Shaoguang nodded. I am willing to go all the way out of the city to offer sacrifices. I think it is a very close teacher and friend, and if I came here again, it is a sad story. Shen Shaoguang remembered Gu Zhenguan's golden thread lyrics, "I have also been wandering for a long time. In the past ten years, I have been deeply grateful, and my friends and mentors have died." Looking at this man in white clothes, he couldn't help but substitute the scene in the lyrics to him, The tone softened by two points, "I would like to express my condolences." Then she put on her hat and left with A Yuan.

    Looking at Shen Shaoguang's back, the gentleman in white raised his eyebrows and smiled. He was eloquent that day, but is understanding today. Are today's little ladies so interesting?

    Lin Yan returned from a walk in the woods and followed his friend's gaze.

    "Your neighbor is very interesting." Pei Fei smiled.

    Lin Yan pursed his lips, "Ladies, let's not talk about it."

    "You are so old-fashioned! If you find such a clever bride in the future, won't you be rejected to death?"