It’s not yet dinner time, but a lot of customers have gathered in front of the door. Judging from their clothes, almost half of them are "Australians" - because of the taste, local citizens with a little "worth" are very popular.
There are few patrons, but many working-class people at the bottom come to try it.
In front of the shop, there is a big stove, and Dong Xiang is sweating profusely while spreading pancakes on the iron griddle. This pancake is no different from the multigrain pancakes of later generations. It is also baked with various grain flours, but the Dong family
There are two kinds of batter in the shop, one is pure grains, and the other has flour added, and the price is higher.
As for the stuffing in the pancakes - we don’t grow green onions locally, so we have to use cucumbers to make the basic version. As for the other things, there are a variety of things, including vegetables, pickles, crisps, fried dough sticks, etc., as well as braised and dry-cut meat.
Living like water, being rich and thrifty at will, large in quantity and cheap, this is the so-called "poor man's happiness".
Before Li Ziyu entered the store, Dong Xiang, who was frying pancakes at the door, greeted him enthusiastically: "Hey! Officer Li, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come in quickly. I'll fry this pancake for you as soon as it's finished!"
The back door of her house opens on Nanjianzi Lane, and this area is Li Ziyu's patrol area. The Dong family mother and daughter are also on the "separate list" of the Political Security Bureau, and they have received "care" from Li Ziyu from the beginning.
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As a patrol officer, Li Ziyu had to spend more than ten hours on the road. When he was hungry, he could buy pancakes for very little money and was full. He became a regular customer here. After going back and forth, he became very familiar with the family.
"Don't do it... The most important thing in this new life is for us all to maintain order. I'd better wait in line at the back." Seeing the murderous looks from the people queuing up, Li Ziyu quickly stopped Dong Xiang from opening the back door. Don't.
Speaking of disciplinary issues, many of the people in the queue are genuine "old fake men". New "fake men" like myself should be more discerning.
"Yes, yes, then you sit in the room first, and I will bring it to you later." Dong Xiang laughed and shouted to the back room: "Lan'er, get Officer Li a bowl of porridge first!"
Li Ziyu opened the bamboo curtain and entered the room, feeling cool all over. There were about a dozen small tables in the room, and the polished counter next to the wall had seven or eight large porcelain jars covered with gauze cages - inside
There are all kinds of side dishes to go with wine, such as boiled sprouted beans, cold bean sprouts, Australian pickles, boiled razor clams... There are wine jars and porridge buckets on the counter, and the wine vessels, bowls and chopsticks are all clean and shiny, look at it.
When you go up, you feel refreshed and clean.
Because it was not a meal, there were no customers at the table. The person selling wine was a young woman in her early twenties, Dong Xiang's wife Lan'er. When she saw Li Ziyu coming in, she quickly came out to greet him and led him to a room.
He stood on the table and said with a smile: "Officer Li, you haven't been here for a long time! I heard you were promoted?"
Li Ziyu pretended to be reserved and said: "I've been promoted, but I've just been transferred to the city bureau."
"Isn't that called a promotion?" Lan'er said, serving a bowl of herbal tea, "My lady still mentioned you, saying why you suddenly stopped coming to the store, is there something wrong with the store's greetings?
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"No, no, I'm transferred to the city bureau. This place is no longer my supervisor. Naturally, I can't come here often." Li Ziyu quickly explained. He was afraid that others might misunderstand him after hearing this.
The relationship between merchants and ordinary people is extremely tight.
"That puts me at ease. I'm going to call our lady right away - she talks about you all the time. Officer Li, please take a few sips to quench your thirst, and I'll serve you some porridge."
Before she finished speaking, she had already gone inside. Li Ziyu took a sip of herbal tea - considering his status as Lao Guang, this herbal tea was extremely boiled: the ingredients were wrong, the taste was wrong, and the heat was even worse; but thinking of this
Dong Mingxuan cooked it himself, and it still tastes delicious.
After a while, a lithe girl aged sixteen or seventeen came out of the curtain, wearing a pleated skirt of cocoon silk with a blue background, a dark green armor, and a half-arm cover. She wore a emerald gold step on her head, which was frugal.
And solemn. Her expression was very generous, and she came to Li Ziyu with a smile and blessed her: "Long blessing, Officer Li."
Although she was not old, she had a calm expression, sophisticated words, and overwhelming momentum. Li Ziyu stood up quickly, and just as he was about to salute, he suddenly remembered that he was wearing casual clothes, and said quickly: "I don't dare, I'm polite."
"Officer Li, you're welcome," Dong Mingxuan smiled slightly and said, "Please sit down."
After both parties sat down and exchanged a few polite words, Dong Mingxuan said: "Thanks to Officer Li for driving away those ruffians and beggars a few days ago, otherwise the business in the slave shop would probably not be possible. I originally thought that after Officer Li came, we would not be able to do business."
Thank you very much, but I haven’t seen Officer Li arrive for a long time. I thought it was because I didn’t greet you well and made you angry..."
When Dong Mingxuan said this, his smile was like a flower, and his beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, which made Li Ziyu feel a little uneasy.
After all, she is a woman from a wealthy family, and her every look and smile are different." Li Ziyu secretly thought to herself.
"Everywhere, it is the duty of our patrol officers to crack down on street surfing and maintain normal social order. I saw what I saw when I passed by that day, and naturally I would not just sit idly by." Li Ziyu proudly said to Dong Mingxuan using the theory he learned from the police station,
I feel quite chivalrous.
Dong Mingxuan covered his mouth and smiled, which immediately put Li Ziyu in a trance.
"The policemen of the Song Dynasty are different from the police officers of the Ming Dynasty. They are all heroes and heroes. We, the common people, rely on you, Officer Li, to live a safe life." Dong Mingxuan also lost no time in complimenting him.
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"Everywhere, everything is under the leadership of the chief." Li Ziyu knew that no matter which dynasty or generation he was in, it would never be wrong to talk about "Jun En Xian De", "I was originally a small soldier of the Guangzhou Guard.
"If it weren't for the senate's support, I wouldn't be able to be this policeman. It all depends on the chief's cultivation, and the senate's policies are good."
What Li Ziyu said is absolutely correct. If in the past, the Dong family's mother and daughter would have been taken over by powerful men or deceived by bandits, let alone running a shop to make a living. They might have been abducted and sold to a brothel.
Not long ago, there were a few people who were interested in the Dong family's mother and daughter. But now Australians impose strict laws and don't care about anything, and no one dares to make mistakes. It's really hard for the Dong family's mother and daughter to be in the situation they are in today.
Thanks to the Senate.
"Officer Li, I also know that the rule of the Song Dynasty government is not to accept gifts. These are dried honeysuckle from my hometown of Pingyi - I saw some for sale in the city, so I bought some and gave them away.
It's disrespectful to give some to Officer Li - it's not a valuable thing, so please accept it..." Before Li Ziyu could say any kind words, Dong Mingxuan forced a paper bag into Li Ziyu's hand.
Just when Li Ziyu was about to object, he felt a scent like musk and orchid coming to his nose, and he lost consciousness. By the time he realized what he was doing, Dong Mingxuan had already turned around and entered the house with a smile on his face.
"Officer Li, just accept it! This is not a bribe!" Lan'er, who brought the plate, said with a smile.
There is a bowl of gruel on the plate - it is different from the sticky white porridge in Guangzhou. This is an authentic "gruel", which is basically all water. There are some rice grains at the bottom of the bowl. Because of the hot weather, there are too many porridges.
I ordered some mung beans. It tasted cool and refreshing, and it went well with the heavy-flavored pancakes. In addition to the porridge, it also came with two plates of pickles.
Li Ziyu blushed as soon as she brushed her face. It was difficult to say anything, and it was inconvenient to get up and leave immediately, so she had to drink porridge first.
Li Ziyu, who was holding two pancakes and fruits, returned to the police station as the sun was setting. Dong Mingxuan's gift today caught him off guard. What did this mean? A small bag of dried honeysuckle is nothing, even if it comes from Shandong, it is not worth a few.
money.
However, what made his heart beat was the paper bag he was holding: it was a bag made of thick Australian paper. It was nothing unusual at first, but there were several orchids painted on the paper. The brushwork was delicate and soft, with a hint of powder, which seemed to be
A woman's handwriting.
Could it be that this was drawn by Miss Dong herself? Li Ziyu couldn't help but feel confused when she thought of this. Could it be that Dong Mingxuan was interested in her?
In the past, Li Ziyu had never wanted to marry a lady from an official family like Miss Dong, even if she was from a concubine. Even if he took over his uncle's position in the future, he would still be a military commander who was not valued by others, and there was no way he could compete with a fourth-rank official.
The daughter of the family is getting married.
However, now is the world of the Song Dynasty. Her father has long since renounced the Senate and the people. In the past, she, Dong Mingjuan, was a "family member of a sinner" and was sent to the church as a slave. He, Li Ziyu, was an upright senator.
Cadres under the hospital...
Even though he thought so, he still felt that he was "not worthy" of Dong Mingjuan, and suddenly felt discouraged. He couldn't help but hate Daming even more.
Except for some on-duty officers in the bureau, everyone in the bureau had gone home from work, so Li Ziyu walked to the study room. He knew that most of the naturalized police officers transferred from Hainan were spending time in the study room because they had no home to return to in Guangzhou.
Because of the relaxed recruitment conditions for patrol officers, many illiterate people have joined the patrol team. Director Pan set up a study room, which is actually a simple library with newspapers, books, and teaching facilities such as blackboards.
.For police officers to learn business knowledge and understand the policy spirit of the Senate after work.
When the study room first opened, almost no one went to study. However, after the introduction of the policy of linking business examination results with performance appraisal, the study room became very popular. Especially a few days before the monthly exam, it is not necessary to reserve the space in advance.
There is no place for it.
Since the monthly exam had just ended, there was no one in the study room. Most of the people who stayed here to study hard were police officers who needed to take the make-up exam... While he was hesitating, a small figure in the corner of the study room attracted Li Ziyu's attention. I noticed that the senior female police officer who came from high school was quietly reading a book. (To be continued.)