Chang’an Small Restaurant

    "I heard that A Pang recently lived in the nunnery to pray to the Buddha?" A girl wearing a golden mud pomegranate skirt laughed.

    Pang Erniang stood on the edge of the pavilion, listening to the girl's question, she smiled slightly flattered: "Exactly."

    "I don't know which nunnery it is?" The girl in the pomegranate skirt asked with a smile.

    Several ladies are looking at Pang Erniang.

    "It is the Guangming Temple in Chongxian Square," Pang Erniang thought for a while, and added, "Their host, Master Yuanjue, is very profound in Buddhism."

    "Guangming Nunnery—" The girl in the pomegranate skirt smiled meaningfully.

    A girl in a jade-colored shirt next to her fanned the wind with a fan, raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "The summer cakes sent by Guangming An this year are different from the past, very delicious, could it be from A Pang Fang Zi?"

    Pang Erniang subconsciously glanced at Shen Shaoguang over there, she was a little hesitant to deny it, it was rare to show her face like this in front of people.

    "The Pang family also has a private party? I think it's an old recipe from Jingzhou or Shu."

    The Pang family has a shallow foundation, how many generations of recipes have passed down like a big family? As for the Jingzhou and Shuzhong mentioned later, it is a satire of the Pang family for pretending to be their ancestors.

    The courtesies of noble ladies are usually so sweet and savage, with sharp needles hidden in the silk.

    Several girls laughed.

    In the middle, a girl wearing a gold-embroidered autumn-colored shirt smiled and hit the girl in the pomegranate skirt, "Twelve mothers are too narrow!" Then she smiled at Pang Erniang, "A Pangmo will take offense. "

    Pang Erniang turned pale, bit her lip, and was about to turn away, or say something, but finally held back.

    Shen Shaoguang stabbed the small stove with the fire stick, put the hot dumplings on the pot again, and tutted twice in his heart, a character like Pang Erniang's overlord, who was run down today... It's really pitiful. They're not the same kind of people, so don't get together in a bunch.

    The girl in the golden embroidered autumn-scented shirt looked a little older, and seemed to be the head of these noble ladies, "We've had enough rest, let's go over there to see."

    The little maid next to her advised: "There are many people over there, Wu Niang was carefully bumped."

    The girl in the pomegranate skirt smiled first: "It's okay, I see people from Jingzhao Mansion." The girl with the golden embroidered shirt blinked again.

    Just passing by Shen Shaoguang's stall, the girl in the jade-colored shirt looked at the Aiwowo on the bamboo grate, a little surprised, looked at Shen Shaoguang, and then looked at Pang Erniang who was behind her. A trace of kindness, and did not mention the stubble just now.

    Pang Erniang only knew that Shen Shaoguang was selling zongzi and sour plum drink, but she didn't expect this, and her unattractive face became more and more difficult to look at.

      gone.

    Pang Erniang stopped, she was holding back her tears just now, but when she said this slightly kind rebuke, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

    Shen Shaoguang felt embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to take a nap.

    But after a while, Pang Erniang came over and said in a nasal voice, "What are you pretending! I know you heard it."

    Shen Shaoguang smiled awkwardly and touched her nose, "Miss Pang, come to a bowl of jasmine tea to quench your thirst?"

    Shen Shaoguang just said casually, the ladies are very particular, and the maids around them all bring their own food and drinks.

    I thought she would walk away, but who would have thought that Pang Erniang took a look at Shen Shaoguang and actually took the bowl of flower tea.

    The maid next to her reminded softly, "Wu Niang and the others have all gone away..."

    Pang Erniang muttered, "It's all slapped in the face, so what are you going to do?"

    Looking at Pang Erniang's handsome face with two funny thick eyebrows, Shen Shaoguang sighed, she was still a child of 1677.

    Shen Shaoguang put a few ai nests in a small white porcelain plate, pushed them to Pang Erniang's hand, and then bowed his head and rolled his skin to busy himself.

    Pang Erniang actually started eating, and the maids looked at each other and Shen Shaoguang, but said nothing.

    Pang Erniang ate the cake and drank tea. She seemed to be in a better mood, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving." When she was about to say "thank you", she held her back for a while, but didn't say anything.

    Shen Shaoguang chuckle, little girl!

    Shen Shaoguang has a heart of gossip. Although he does not know the identities of the ladies, he is obedient and can guess the battle of words between you and me just now. A good-looking young Jingzhao Shaoyin is related.

    After a chance encounter that day, Shen Shaoguang chatted with the host and asked a question, only to know that this Jingzhao Shaoyin was born in the Lin family of Hedong.

      The flow of the flow has already declined - but even so, in the eyes of the gentry who advocate the glory of their ancestors and the glory of the old clan, it is not something that an out-of-the-ordinary family like the Duke of Lu can reach.

      Infinite.

    Shen Shaoguang shook his head, Pang Xiaoniang's girlish thoughts were probably going to go to waste.

    Shen Shaoguang sighed about other people's stories, and was doing his own business. Seeing that it was almost noon, there were more and more people on the river bank, and the dragon boat race was about to start.

    Shen Shaoguang's business is getting better and better, the beautiful Aiwowo is really popular, it has been sold out, and the dumplings are also sold in drawers, but the jasmine tea is still not very popular.

    The gongs and drums on the river were loud, people were huddling, and cheers broke out from time to time, and the dragon boat race began.

    Shen Shaoguang's position can only see the back of people's heads.

    After a few rounds, the Red team won the championship. The Red Team is the "Royal Dragon Boat Team" formed by the Crown Prince and several generals from the royal family. Shen Shaoguang smiled. There are unspoken rules everywhere.

    Since the race has been completed, those who can go to the banquet will naturally go to the banquet, and those who cannot go to the banquet will also have various parties or family banquets. Bought a little, then mostly went back early - it was a little too sunny today.

    Shen Shaoguang moved the stall under the tree again, took out the remaining zongzi in the basket and steamed it, watching the stream of people by the river gradually thinning out, Resting my legs on the bed, and mentally calculating how much money I made today, and dreaming of my own dream of buying a home in the capital. In fact, if I have enough money, it is also very good to find a local owner in a place with beautiful scenery.

    The imperial driver returned to the palace, and the Imperial Army naturally also left, and Qu Jiang returned to Jingzhao Mansion. When Bai Fu Yin had the Spring and Autumn Period, he returned to the office first, and Lin Yan led the officials who stayed behind on the last shift of the Dragon Boat Festival.

    The sun was very bright, and the river was bright and dazzling, Lin Yan walked out of the pergola slowly with his hands behind.

    Two green-robed officials and a few yamen were about to keep up, Lin Yan smiled and said, "I just walked a little, and it doesn't count as the Dragon Boat Festival coming to Qujiangchi."

    The boss's joke was not funny, and several officials also laughed, and then they respectfully watched the Shaoyin walk away by the river.

    When Lin Yan knocked on the table, Shen Shaoguang was taking a nap with his head knocked. Suddenly woken up, Shen Shaoguang blinked his bewildered eyes, wiped the suspected halazi on the corner of his mouth, stood up and said with a smile, "Lang Jun, is it eating zongzi or drinking some jasmine tea?"

    Thinking of the cold and strong ebony drink of the Imperial Guard in the morning, Lin Yan smiled lightly: "It's jasmine tea."

    Since no one was drinking tea, Shen Shaoguang had already put out the stove that boiled the water. At this time, he refilled the iron kettle with water, moved it to the stove that was heating the dumplings, and brewed the tea with a small fan. .

    Lin Yan sat down on the Hu bed prepared for the guests and waited quietly.

    Shen Shaoguang boiled the water, rinsed the bowl, put the tea leaves, and poured the water slowly. The girl's autumn-colored shirt was also a light yellow-green. ①

    Lin Yan picked up the porcelain bowl, took a sip, and put it down, "A girl is in the market, are you happy?"

    Shen Shaoguang looked at him in surprise, why did he suddenly ask such a metaphysical question? Is this something for strangers to talk about? But suddenly I remembered "Are you happy" from a news network in a previous life, a random survey on the social happiness of the deputy mayor?

    Shen Shaoguang squinted and smiled and said, "Now the world is full of Qingheyan, this city of Chang'an is rich and peaceful, and the children are happy and happy." Shen Shaoguang felt that his answer was very standard and flattered. Loud and not awkward.

    Lin Yan glanced at Shen Shaoguang with a half-smile, but said nothing, and slowly drank tea.

    Shen Shaoguang took a rag and wiped it in the east and west, and packed up. After a while, Zhao Er, who was driving the donkey cart, came to pick it up and went back.

    Lin Yan finished his tea and stood up.

    Shen Shaoguang smiled and said, "Five cents in a bowl, Langjun."

    Lin Yan took out his purse, took out five cents of money, put it on the table, and paced away.

    Shen Shaoguang was a little disappointed, and thought she could get the last tip today.

    The author has something to say:  ①In the Tang Dynasty, there was also a way of brewing tea, which was called "痷茶", but it was not as common as decoction.