Wang Tong'er and Zhao Di were going to see the lanterns and went to Xie Yuheng to ask for leave.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yuheng hadn't returned to Qingsongyuan yet, so he had to look for Huang Yu again, but he also didn't see anyone, only a few guards and servants.

Wang Tong'er thought for a while and asked Granny Chen to help her see the prince come back and tell him.

Otherwise, if you go out without permission and wait until you come back, you will be blamed.

"Okay, the old lady will do needlework in this wing room. I will report to the master when he comes back." Granny Chen promised repeatedly.

Then he warned uneasily: "Miss Tong'er, don't be crowded when there are many people, and be careful not to be left alone. Go back home early."

"Well, I know, I'm just burdening you." Wang Tong'er nodded in agreement.

When they arrived at the market, they saw a huge flow of people and lights and colorful lights everywhere, making it a lively scene.

There are endless vendors selling lanterns, trinkets and food. Children with hanging corners are running all over the street holding candied haws, and the childlike sound of silver bells is endless...

On the first day of junior high school, I followed Xie Yuheng out and only focused on shooting arrows and guessing lantern riddles. Did I notice these delicious snacks?

I saw a salesman in linen clothes holding up a wooden stick with bunches of crystal-clear candied haws on it. As he walked, he shouted in his own special accent: "Selling candied haws, candied haws."

There are stalls selling steaming rock sugar mung bean and lily soup, there are carts selling honey-juiced lotus roots on bamboo skewers, which are sweet, soft and glutinous and melt in your mouth, there are freshly made steaming osmanthus candies, and there are steaming steamers.

The little wonton stall with chicken sauce...

Wang Tong'er saw Zhao Di's two bright eyes exposed outside the curtain hat, and hurriedly called to the man who was buying candied haws, "Here are some candied haws."

"Little girl, four cents."

Wang Tong'er took out her wallet from the small bag and handed him four cents. Then she took the candied haws in his hand and handed one to Zhaodi.

"Thank you, Sister Tong'er!" The little girl took off the curtain hat, held it in her hand, and put the candied haws into her mouth with a smile on her face.

Wang Tong'er looked at the little girl with a satisfied look on her face and a look of enjoyment. She thought to herself, is this ancient candied haws really so delicious?

Wang Tong'er looked at the candied haws in her hand. It was much darker than the modern candied haws, and there was only a thin layer of brown sugar on the hawthorn.

I stretched out my little tongue and licked it. It was not as sweet as modern sugar, but had a slightly bitter taste.

I guess the sugar coating on the hawthorn is not that pure.

Before Wang Tong'er finished one candied haws, Zhao Di bought two skewers of fried yam eggs wrapped in clover and handed them to Wang Tong'er.

Wang Tong'er's teeth were sore from eating, and it just relieved the sour taste in her mouth.

She did not expect that although the little girl was young, she was a master who did not take advantage of others.

Last time I went shopping for lanterns, I followed my master, and I didn’t try any snacks.

Today I have to indulge my appetite and try this ancient snack.

What kind of delicacies has Wang Tong'er not tried in modern times?

When I wasn't in college, I never lived on campus.

Is there any meal at home that is not delicious, tasty and delicious?

There are also carefully prepared Western food.

When I got to college, there were countless kinds of snacks near the school...

It's just a misfortune to travel to this ancient time and become a low-level slave in the prince's mansion.

From now on, food has nothing to do with me. I can only look at it with greedy eyes, and my mouth cannot enjoy it...

"Here are two bowls of wontons." Wang Tong'er said to the stall owner after smelling the wontons smelling of chicken soup.

"Good!"

The stall owners are a middle-aged couple. The man is responsible for cooking wontons and greeting customers. The woman is just busy making wontons.

Wang Tong'er didn't expect that the wontons at this stall were really delicious, juicy and filling.

She kept her head down and finished the soup in one go.

After eating, I burped with satisfaction.

"Sister Tong'er, you see there are so many people gathered in front of you, there must be something fun to do." Zhaodi, who was just as satisfied with her smacking her lips, said with a dazed mouth after eating.

Wang Tong'er also heard the sound of gongs, drums and sticks in front of her, as well as the applause of the audience. They were probably the Caotai troupe singing local operas.

When they squeezed in, Wang Tong'er saw that this grass stage troupe also had a signboard, with a triangular flag flying high next to the high platform it had built: Qingting Opera Troupe.

Oh, it turned out to be a shadow puppet singer. It seemed like he was acting in a war movie.

She learned from the comments of the theatergoers that the Qingting Opera Troupe was well-known in the Central Plains. Every time a new play was performed locally, the house was packed with guests and the seats were packed. Even those who listened to a tune queued up from a distance.

There was a long queue and eight small streets were blocked.

I saw a mellow light like rice wine shining from the animal skin board. Groups of figures, swords and swords, the sound of wind and cranes, and suddenly, the sound of clappers, drums and gongs broke through, and the sound of hurried people shouting and horses neighing could be heard.

You see, the beating of the war drums becomes more and more intense, and people can see in front of their eyes the bloody fight between the banners and the iron horses.

Then the erhu, flute, and dulcimer were played superbly, with exciting drum beats in between.

The sound of the musical instruments is sometimes low and hoarse, sometimes exciting and shrill.

The fights are becoming more and more dangerous and exciting.

Kill until the sun and the moon lose their light, and blood and flesh fly everywhere.

Every pillar, roof tile, shadow figure, puppet, leather drum instrument...

The audience was mesmerized, as if they were there in person, and Wang Tong'er also watched it with gusto. Unexpectedly, it was really exciting!

I really want to post it on Moments...

At the end of the play, several audience members left quietly. Only then did Wang Tong'er notice that it was a young man from the theater troupe, holding a copper basin in his hand. He was here to collect the ticket money. No wonder someone left quietly!

The young man holding the copper basin and the money was probably not surprised. He just looked at the leaving audience and shook his head helplessly.

No matter what dynasty, there are always a few people without quality.

However, most people obediently took out their wallets and threw coins more or less into the copper basin in the young man's hand. For a while, they only heard the crisp sound of "ding dong, ding dong!" as the coins fell into the copper basin.

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Many people also threw some broken silver in. The young man was the only one who threw money into the copper plate. No matter how much it was, they nodded politely and said: "Thank you!"

Wang Tong'er also took out the silver coin from the purse in the small bag. In other words, such a wonderful program deserves a silver coin.

When the young man who collected the money came to her, she threw it in with a flourish of her little hand. She only heard a clear "ding-dong!" sound. The young man who collected the money saw that there was still a silver barley coming into the copper basin, and thought it was someone.

Rewarded by the wealthy man, he hurriedly raised his head and followed the direction of the money, and saw that it was a little girl in ordinary clothes.

By the time he raised his head and said to the little girl, "Thank you!", Wang Tong'er had already pulled Zhao Di away and disappeared into the crowd.


Chapter completed!