Because the East Market is close to the palace and the residences of dignitaries and dignitaries are nearby, the people doing business in the market appear to be much more refined and do not shout loudly like those in the West Market. They only wait for people to approach before approaching them to inquire.
Gongliang walked with Mi Gu and Yuan Gun Gun for a while, and suddenly he smelled a fragrance at the same time.
This fragrance is fresh and natural, light, not fragrant of grass and trees, with a moist and watery scent, which makes your mouth greedy.
Mi Gu smelled the fragrance, and immediately stood on Daddy's head with wings flapped. Golden Rooster put his independent hand on the awning and looked into the distance. He saw a couple setting up a stall in an alley not far away doing business.
A rough man held a small fish-killing knife in his hand and quickly took out thin slices from a piece of crystal white fish meat and placed them on a small earthenware plate.
The woman next to her immediately took the earthenware plate and poured the fish meat into a small pot with boiling water on the small stove next to it. Then she added shredded ginger, two spoons of white rice, and ancestral secret winter vegetables.
After rolling for a few times, the fish meat is cooked, the soup becomes thicker, the white rice softens, and the ancestral secret winter vegetables are fragrant. The woman throws in a handful of new green wild vegetables and picks out a little bit of the fried aroma from the clay pot at hand.
Remove the dried green onions and salt powder, pour the pot into the large bowl prepared on the left, and serve it to the guests.
"Guest, your fish porridge is here."
When a Confucian scholar saw the fish porridge brought by the woman, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of fish meat and chew it. His eyes were bright, and he couldn't help but raised his head and praised the woman who had not left yet: "Madam, your craftsmanship is getting better and better."
Yes. I'm just curious. In recent days, the fish in this fish porridge seems to be more delicious and delicious than before."
The woman smiled and said: "Guests are regular customers. You should know that the fish used in my fish porridge is brought by my wife from the net in the river every morning."
"Of course." The Confucian scholar nodded.
"In the past few days, for some reason, a group of strange fish came up on the river. They were ferocious and had sharp teeth. The aquatic animals in the river were hit hard, and most of them were eaten in a few days. Mr. He was afraid that all the aquatic animals in the river would be eaten by the strange fish.
, I reported it to the imperial court. The imperial court ordered us and other fishermen to catch it. Anyone who catches it can go to the Yamen to receive a reward of silver. But the strange fish is ferocious and huge. The smallest one is three feet long. How can it be done by us mortals?
Can catch it!"
The woman said, then ran to the side and took out some sharp teeth.
"Look, these are the strange fish teeth, they are so fierce."
The Confucian scholar took the tooth and looked at it. It was indeed sharp. The tooth alone was as long as a palm. You can imagine how huge the strange fish was.
Then he wondered: "Since the strange fish is so ferocious, how did you catch it?"
"I don't have that ability."
The woman said: "Speaking of which, the fate of those strange fishes is not good. They can't stay in their own water, so they swim to our boundary. When the deserted people in the city heard that there were big fish in the river, they ran to see them one after another. Those deserted people
They were so fierce. When they saw the big fish, they all jumped into the water to catch them. One person dealt with the smaller ones, and several people dealt with the larger ones. In just half a day, they killed more than a dozen strange fishes. They couldn't finish all the big fish, Mr. He
Just come out and exchange things with them and then distribute them to us, otherwise we wouldn’t have any fish porridge to sell.”
"Madam, don't just talk because of her beauty. Give us a bowl of fish porridge!"
One guest joked.
When the guests nearby heard this, they laughed one after another.
Most of the people who come here to eat porridge are regular customers. They know that the woman has a problem, that is, she likes to talk to handsome young people with red lips and white teeth, so these regular customers often laugh at her about this. The woman has long been used to it.
"Okay, I'll come right away."
The woman responded and said to the Confucian scholar: "Guest, please take your time, bitch, go and get busy."
The Confucian scholar said politely: "Thank you madam for clarifying my doubts."
Migu looked at it from a distance, and immediately flapped his wings and flew to Daddy and said: "Daddy, Daddy, they are selling delicious fish porridge over there."
No need for him to say anything, Gongliang had already seen that he was not blind at such a close distance. Since the little guy always liked to step on his head, he warned again: "Don't always step on dad's head, be careful dad."
spank you."
"Daddy, only when I stand on top of my head can I see far away things." The little guy blinked his big eyes and said very reasonably.
"Don't you have wings? You can't fly up there!"
"It won't look good if the wings fly up." Mi Gu explained to Dad very seriously.
In fact, she likes to stand on Daddy's head. She thinks it's fun to step on Daddy's head. Of course, she won't tell Daddy that Daddy will spank her little bottom.
Gongliang felt that what this little kid said was like a proverb spread in southern Fujian, "If you tell ghosts, let the tiger drag them away to trick Xiaozi." It means that if the ghosts are dragged away by the tiger, this is completely impossible. Only fools
Only then will you believe it.
He also had nothing to do with the little guy. He had said it more than once, but after hearing it, the little guy seemed to forget it and it would be the same next time.
She has no choice but to leave it to her. It's not a big deal anyway, so maybe I really want to spank her.
Gongliang smacked his lips and wanted to speak, but in the end he didn't say anything. He took them to the stall selling fish porridge, intending to try and see how the fish porridge tasted.
The couple who sell fish porridge in the East Market are quite famous in Longcheng. They always use the fish they catch that day to make fish porridge and sell whatever they catch. People in Longcheng often use whatever they can eat that day.
Betting on fish porridge, sometimes people guess right, but more often than not they don't guess at all.
A great scholar from Qingyang Academy once had fish porridge here and wrote a poem to ridicule his friends:
"In the cold autumn water, the fish have white brocade scales, and the ginger and tangerine trees are fragrant and pungent.
Zhuge Jade Grits are really poor in appearance, but they are as delicious as Mr. Xi."
The couple selling fish porridge cherished the poem dearly after they got it. They specially framed it and hung it on the wall next to their stall. They would take it back every day when they closed the stall, for fear that someone would take it away.
This also led to a phenomenon. Whenever a Confucian scholar who relied on his extraordinary talents came here to eat porridge, he would write his own poems next to the great Confucian poems. Over time, the wall next to the fish porridge stall was filled with dense writings.
The poems turned into a scene at the stall.
Many students from Qingyang Academy would come here to pay homage to their predecessors, which also boosted the business of the stall.
The woman was immersed in cooking fish porridge when she suddenly felt someone approaching. She raised her head and saw a stout young man walking with a strange black, white and black bear.
On his shoulder sat a pretty pink girl with a nine-colored tail and wings. Her pink face and cute appearance immediately caught the woman's attention.
Seeing the guests coming, the woman quickly poured the cooked fish porridge into earthenware bowls and served them to the guests. She wiped an unoccupied table with a clean rag and then said to Gong Liang: "The guests will sit here first.
There are still a few guests whose porridge has not been cooked yet. We will cook it for the guests after it is ready. Do the guests want fish meat, fish intestines, fish maw, or fish tail? There are no fish heads today. The fish heads are too hard recently and cannot be cooked."
Gong Liang looked around and found that the bowl of fish porridge was not big enough for them to eat, so he said: "Three bowls each of fish meat, fish intestines and fish maw."
"Daddy, I want to eat fish tails." Migu said in a sweet voice while holding Dad's neck.
"With a tail, there is no meat." Gongliang reminded.
Mi Gu thought about it hard before deciding to eat meat, because there was no meat in fish tails, which she had never eaten before.
The woman heard Gong Liang's words and asked, "Guest, do you want to finish eating so much?"
Gongliang smiled and said: "Don't worry, we all have big appetites. I'm just afraid that we won't have enough to eat, but we're not afraid of not being able to eat."
"The guests will wait a moment, and after the woman has finished cooking their portions, she will cook yours."
"No need to rush."
The woman was about to cook fish porridge, but when she saw the little guy's cute appearance, she couldn't help but say, "This girl is so handsome."
Mi Gu was not shy. When he heard the woman's words, he flew up and stood on Daddy's shoulder, with his hands on his hips and his chin tilted up, looking like he was so awesome, which made the woman giggle with joy.
An acquaintance nearby joked: "Qiniang, if you like, just give birth to one yourself."
The woman was used to hanging around in the market, so she was not afraid of his teasing. She replied sharply: "We can't give birth to such a handsome baby. This is a fairy baby, not a common person like us."
She has stayed in Dragon City for so long, so she has some knowledge and knows that Migu is not an ordinary person. Besides, can ordinary people grow tails and wings?