MTL - Chang’an Small Restaurant-Chapter 75 to worship together

Shen Shaoguang was sitting in the mule cart, with A Yuan sitting next to him, the newly bought A Duo was driving the car outside, Yu San was sitting on the side of the wheel, and Lin Yan and him were not far behind. the two servants.

When he was in the city, Lin Yan still followed him not far or near, and when he was out of the city, he would follow him on horseback - like most gentlemen who travel with their wives, they are walking in the car side. Shen Shaoguang turned his head and could see his figure through the pores of the bamboo curtain.

Across the bamboo curtain, Shen Shaoguang studied Lin Shaoyin's profile, and came to the conclusion that a person with a good profile is mainly because of his good-looking nose and chin. Shen Shaoguang touched his nose, a little regretful, the bridge of the nose is not high enough.

A Yuan, next to him with a meaty nose and wide nose, happily rolled up the other side of the car curtain to look at the scene, "Little lady, little lady, do you think the beans are about to be cooked, right?"

Shen Shaoguang retracted his eyes leisurely, turned his head to follow A Yuan's line of sight, and said with a smile: "Well, if it's not cooked, put some pepper and salt, and cook it, it's the best. Wine and side dishes."

A Yuan nodded, "It's delicious when boiled, and the little lady's fried rice with beans, shrimp, bacon, and eggs is also delicious. Last year, the little lady smashed the edamame grains to extract the juice. The bean cake made with glutinous rice flour is delicious, but not sweet enough..."

Shen Shaoguang laughed, Ah Yuan, this pure taste aesthetic of the Tang Dynasty...

Shen Shaoguang teased her, "Try a new way of eating this year, you probably like it. Cook it first, then fry it with glutinous rice flour. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."

A Yuan clapped her hands, "It must be delicious! Didn't the little lady say that if you don't know how to eat something, you will fry it."

Yu San was poisoned by them like this every day, and she was used to it, but today she frowned and coughed—after all, there are outsiders. Yu Sanwei turned his head to look at the figure behind him, his brows wrinkled again habitually, but remembered that day when he replaced the little lady with himself, he turned his head back again.

The "outsider" Lin Yan naturally also heard the whispers of the master and servant in the car, and couldn't help but smile. Lin Yan likes to listen to her talk with her maid servant, and has a homely and leisurely interest.

Due to the cloudy and rainy days, the road has some potholes and is not very easy to walk. Ado drove very slowly in order to get to the little lady. Shen Shaoguang is not picky, so take it slow. It takes about a day's work, and Lin Yan is not in a hurry, and just follows slowly by the side. The group came out in the morning and arrived at the Chenghuang Temple already.

The lame old Taoist saluted Lin Yan and Shen Shaoguang. When he saw the honey offerings from A Yuan and Yu San, the old Tao remembered, isn't this the little lady who offered exquisite cakes last year? Even when placing an order in Daguan in the city, it is rare to see such a neat and good snack.

Looking at Lin Yan again, this seems to be the noble man who donated a lot of money last year, they didn't come together last year...

Old Dao was suspicious in his belly, but he was very attentive on the face. He helped set offerings, set up incense candles, and invited his disciples to come and recite the Dao Sutra.

Shen Shaoguang thanked him, and the old man hurriedly returned the gift: "This is a matter of the poor."

Shen Shaoguang lit incense candles, turned paper money, and kowtowed respectfully, silently praying for the souls of relatives in this life.

Shen Shaoguang got up, and Lin Yan also took the incense and worshipped the Shen and his wife.

Shen Shaoguang pursed his lips and said nothing. After he finished the sacrifice, he thanked him earnestly.

Lin Yan also returned the salute solemnly, just like those young gentlemen who went to their father-in-law's house and saw their fiancée for the first time under the watchful eyes of his father-in-law.

After Shen Shaoguang sacrificed, it was time for Lin Yan to sacrifice.

Shen Shaoguang also went to a stick of incense, not to return Lin Yan's "human affection", but to feel a little emotional, how similar the fate of the two families. I heard that Cui Gong is also a talented person, I don't know if he also has contacts with the Shen family. That little lady Cui is a strong person, who cares about life and death, and pays attention to justice. Shen Shaoguang can't do it himself, but he admires it.

Shen Shaoguang believed what Lin Shaoyin said the day before yesterday, "Being more familiar with Cui Gong and Cui Jialang". It is the "eye-to-eye" between the father-in-law and the son-in-law, the old father's character, knowledge, family background and appearance, and the son-in-law's son-in-law's knowledge, character, and authority. Little lady, it's not that important.

Shen Shaoguang imagines that if there is no accident at home, no matter if it is the self who came from transmigration or the original body, the husband who marry will probably be chosen like this. However, the wheel of fate took a wrong turn, and then everything was different.

Shen Shaoguang inevitably thought of Lin Shaoyin's straightforward statement. After a long while, Shen Shaoguang smiled and rubbed the hand that Ming Nu had scratched with red marks, and then he had to give it a good manicure.

After the incense was burned, Lin Yan came out and asked Shen Shaoguang softly, "It's getting late, let's eat some rice at this Temple of the City God, or go to the nearby village and town to find a restaurant to beat?"

There are only a few Taoist priests in the Chenghuang Temple. Shen Shaoguang didn't want to trouble others, "Let's go out and find a restaurant."

"There is a village next to the river we visited last time. Let's go there and see."

Shen Shaoguang thinks this "we" is probably not wrong, but it sounds a little awkward...

The path was very narrow and uneven, so Shen Shaoguang did not take a car, but only walked, and Lin Yan naturally accompanied her.

The sleeves of Shen Shaoguang's gauze shirt were blown by the wind and touched Lin Yan's arm, Lin Yan subconsciously twisted it, and let the gauze flow between his fingers.

Shen Shaoguang suddenly felt a little hot on his face, so he avoided him cowardly.

"Pull to the side and fall into the ditch." Lin Yan said softly.

Shen Shaoguang pursed his lips, so shouldn't you lean over there?

Lin Yan smiled and did not mean to "avoid".

Shen Shaoguang had no choice but to press his cuffs, and regretted that he should wear narrow-sleeved Hu clothes today.

Lin Yan stopped teasing her, gave way to the side, and folded his hand in a gentlemanly manner, but the thumb and forefinger touched lightly, as if he was nostalgic for the texture of the gauze just now.

Their luck is really good. They bypassed the river and came to the village. There was a small wine shop at the head of the village, two thatched huts, carrying a wine that had been bleached by the wind and the sun. pretense.

The shopkeeper's wife is a very refreshing woman, greeting her warmly, saying "excellent roast pork" - because today's Zhongyuan Festival, there are many ancestors, and the village killed two pigs, The store got a pig leg weighing eight or nine catties, which was cut into large pieces and steamed. Originally, I thought that after steaming it, I would sell it to Taoist priests in the Temple of the City God, but who would have thought that a distinguished guest suddenly came.

Shen Shaoguang asked what vegetables and staples were there, and the owner said that there were onions, eggplants and woks grown by herself, as well as edamame beans that were just boiled.

Shen Shaoguang laughed, and let him serve two plates of edamame first, then let him stew some wort and steam some eggplant. Hearing that the staple food is buckwheat noodles, Shen Shaoguang said with a smile, "My lady, please make us some cold buckwheat noodles, just pour sesame paste, clear sauce, vinegar and garlic paste."

The lady of the store can see it, this is the lady who has the final say, the handsome man is just a decoration. Since the little lady gave such an order, she naturally had no choice but to comprehend that the noble people in this city had strange tastes. They would rather eat soba noodles instead of white wheat noodles.

The lady of the store brought the beans first, and then served her roast pork in a basin.

The beans are only boiled with salt, which is less flavorful. Fortunately, the beans are tender enough and delicious.

As for this meat, it is not so much "burned" as it is "steamed", it is not marinated in clear sauce, it is the original white color of the meat, and in the thick porcelain bowl next to it is vinegar, garlic and **** The triple juice sub. Shen Shaoguang and Lin Yan only left a small plate on the table, and the rest were given to San and Liu Chang.

Shen Shaoguang took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl, and poured some vinegar and garlic juice with a spoon. The meat was steamed very badly, and it was unexpectedly delicious.

Got it."

Shen Shaoguang picked up the big shallow bowl, blew the green foam on it, and took a sip. It was very good, and the lady of the store did not brag.

It was the first time that Lin Yan saw her drinking, and he was drinking with a bowl the size of her face, so he couldn't help laughing.

Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows.

Lin Yan just smiled and said nothing.

Shen Shaoguang knew that he was laughing at him for eating large pieces of meat and drinking in large bowls. It was really rare and strange. In the past life, there was a girl who raised her neck and half a bottle of wine, and in this life, there is also a palace maid who is drinking with a small wine jar. , where did I go.

While cooking edamame, Shen Shaoguang drank a bowl of wine.

Looking at the blush on her face, Lin Yan advised: "Don't drink it, be careful of spitting on the road."

Shen Shaoguang nodded, although such an alcohol level would not make you drunk, but it would be embarrassing to go to the toilet halfway after drinking too much.

Lin Yan didn't know what she was worried about, she just thought she was so cute.

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Seeing that there were two tables in the store, the scholar didn't sit, so the store owner Lang Jun went outside and grabbed a small lotus leaf from the river and wrapped him a bag of boiled edamame. For a noodle cake, the Confucian scholar put the cake in a cloth bag on his back, held beans and a gourd, got on a donkey outside the door, and walked away slowly.

Shen Shaoguang couldn't help laughing when he saw the handsome back. I don't know how well this gentleman wrote poetry, but this poet's style is full.

Lin Yan looked at her.

Shen Shaoguang said, "The donkey's hat is broken, a pot of village brew, half a pack of edamame, this gentleman is very free and easy." He looked at Lin Shao, who had never had a drink for lunch. Yin, both are Confucian disciples, why is the gap so big.

Lin Yan smiled and said lightly, "You just need to be poetic and free and easy, I'm in charge of worldly affairs."

Shen Shaoguang felt that the brewing in this village had a lot of stamina, and it was a bit high.