Don't rush the jade leaking copper kettle, the iron gate and the golden lock will be open all night.
Who can see the moon and sit idle, but where can I hear the lamp and not look at it?
During the Lantern Festival, King Wu can’t help it, thousands of families are enjoying themselves, and sharing a peaceful and prosperous age. Whether you are a wealthy official or a poor person, you can enjoy the lantern trees, lantern towers, and lantern wheels on Zhuque Street.
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At this moment, the boundaries between rich and poor are blurred to the limit.
Of course, after admiring the lanterns enough, you can also play the elegant games of throwing pots and guessing lantern riddles. If you feel that this is not enough, you can also find some companions to play with the favorite hooks of the sticks.
However, it turns out that the strenuous work of pulling a hook is not suitable for Miss Du Jingtian.
The red team won the game without any suspense, but Miss Du Jingtian, who was full of confidence before, is now hanging her head and following behind Li Kuo, complaining.
"I just said that the fat guy in front stepped on my skirt, but he still didn't believe me! It's fine now. I was so hurt that I fell down and even the makeup she fixed was scattered."
It's okay that she didn't say it. When Li Kuo mentioned this, he couldn't help but want to laugh: "A Tian, I'm not talking about you. It's weird that you can win when you dress like this to play with the hook!"
"Go, go, go! I'm upset, don't make me angry!"
Seeing Du Jingtian's dark face, Li Kuo shook his head and said, "Okay, I will do whatever my A Tian says."
"Sir, you must be tired from playing with sister Jing Tian just now. Why don't we find a stall to eat some snacks to replenish our strength." Shen Liniang walked up to the two of them at the right time and gave a good suggestion.
"Oh, eat well, eat well! My stomach is growling, damn Xiaoqi, now you have to comfort me!"
When Miss Du heard that there was a snack, she immediately smiled and punched Li Kuo several times in the stomach.
"I'll make sure you eat well!" Li Kuo smiled bitterly, shook his head, and strode forward.
There are many types of snacks during the Lantern Festival in the Tang Dynasty. There is nothing you can’t imagine, and there is nothing you can’t eat.
After some selection, the three of them stopped in front of a corner stall.
Li Kuo lifted up his robe and sat down, but Liniang and Du Jingtian hesitated for a long time.
"What's wrong, little ancestor!" Li Kuo looked at Du Jingtian playfully and asked teasingly.
"It's dirty here, and there's black oil..." Seeing the black oil stains on the bench, Du Jingtian felt nauseous, and she held it back so she didn't spit it out.
Li Kuo took out a pair of chopsticks from the basket and handed them to the other party, laughing and saying: "How can you be so particular about going out? Besides, you were not so shy when you were at Kelong Tea House!"
"Oh, damn Xiao Qi, are you comparing my grandpa's restaurant with this street stall? You're so angry with me, so angry with me. My grandpa's restaurant is the cleanest, how can there be so many messes!"
After Li Kuo said this, Miss Du was not happy. Speaking of which, Kelong Teahouse was one of the cleanest restaurants in the entire Nancheng. Fortunately, Xiaoqi also worked odd jobs in the restaurant, so she even compared the two.
"Let me tell you, the young master is right. We really shouldn't be too particular when we go out." Shen Liniang sat down with a smile and took out a pair of chopsticks from the wooden basket.
"Um, um..." Miss Du took out a square towel from her sleeves and wiped it on the bench again and again before sitting on it unwillingly.
"Hurry up and ask for some snacks. We'll leave after eating."
"Brother, here are three portions of fried chicken, half a pound of mutton in sauce, and a jug of good wine!" (Note 1)
Li Kuo nodded and shouted to the waiter not far away.
"Hey, sir, please, please, three portions of oil hammer, half a catty of mutton in sauce, and a jug of good wine will be delivered to you right away!"
The waiter was very quick, and while agreeing, he put the kneaded dough into the oil pan.
Seeing the troubled expressions on the two women's faces, Li Kuo realized the problem and hurriedly added: "Can you please bring me two more bowls of noodle soup? My wife doesn't drink alcohol!"
"Okay, I'll give you two bowls of noodle soup, which will be great for digestion!"
"Are you satisfied with this?" Li Kuo tickled Du Jingtian's nose, his voice full of endearment.
"Huh, you owe me this!" Miss Du didn't appreciate it and looked away.
"Why do I owe you again? We clearly agreed that the loser would treat the other to dinner..."
"Idiot!" Miss Du rolled her eyes at Li Kuo and said with a blush, "If I marry you, can't I even get a bowl of snacks?"
So that’s what she was talking about!
Li Kuo realized it was funny and stopped making any sound.
After a while, the waiter dragged a wooden pallet up to the three of them.
"You want three portions of oil hammer, a pot of good wine, and two portions of noodle soup."
After saying that, the waiter picked up a small wooden bucket filled with cold water from under the table. The small wooden bucket contained a thick porcelain sea bowl, and the sauced lamb was placed in the porcelain bowl.
"Okay, your dishes are ready, totaling one hundred and fifty cents."
Li Kuo took out two hundred coins from his pocket, counted them all, handed them to the clerk and said, "Thank you for your hard work. The remaining fifty coins will be regarded as my reward."
The waiter was running a small business. He had never seen such polite and generous diners. He immediately smiled and bowed repeatedly: "Young master is really a noble man. These two must be your women, look at this skin, look at this appearance
,Young Master, you are so lucky!”
The waiter gave a thumbs up and praised him, which made the two women blush with embarrassment.
"Well, you don't have anything to do here. I'll call you if I need anything!" Li Kuo waved his hand quickly and sent the talkative guy away.
"This guy talks so much!" Du Jingtian complained just after the waiter left. She had never seen such a rude waiter. If he had been in Kelong Teahouse, he would have been kicked away by his grandfather.
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"Hurry up and eat." Li Kuo couldn't be persuaded, so he took the lead in asking for the oil hammer.
"Well, it tastes good. Come and try it too."
As Li Kuo chewed, he kept praising him. For some reason, the oil hammer from this store reminded him of the scene when he was a child, eating supper at a street stall with his third brother and grandpa. But more than ten years have passed, and things have changed.
, I’m afraid I’ll never be able to taste the same Yu Hui again.
"These chopsticks, these chopsticks..." Du Jingtian did not move his chopsticks, but pointed hesitantly in the direction of the waiter.
Li Kuo looked in the direction Miss Du pointed and saw the waiter gathering a basket of chopsticks together, rinsing them in dishwater, wiping them with his greasy sleeves, and then resumed his duties.
Put it into a basket and put it on another wooden table.
Du Jingtian foamed at the mouth and was filled with doubts. These chopsticks had been rinsed in dishwashing water countless times and wiped by the waiter with his greasy sleeves. They could really be used to hold dinner.
Food?
Li Kuo thought Miss Du was worried about something, but it turned out that it was the purity mentality that was at work.
Not wanting to put any more psychological burden on his wife, Li Kuo simply ate on his own.
Seeing him eating happily, Du Jingtian forgot about the uncleanness of the chopsticks, picked it up with one hand and reached for the shiny, yellow oil hammer.
Note 1: According to the records of "Taiping Guangji", the cooking method of oil hammering is similar to the fried Lantern Festival of later generations, but this is not the mainstream. In fact, the Lantern Festival diet of the Tang Dynasty consisted of flour silkworms, not Yuanxiao.
As for the sauced mutton, because the Tang Dynasty attached great importance to agriculture, killing cattle was illegal, so you couldn’t eat the sauced beef, you could only eat the sauced mutton.
ps: Well, Liuyun wrote about the supper at night, but he starved to death. What a sin, what a sin. The code words drifted away...
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