Chapter Five The Dragon Raises His Head on the Second Day of February
"I don't want it! I don't want it!"
"Cong'er, be good, the dragon is raising its head today. Only by shaving your head will you be healthy!" This is what Princess Fu Yao said in Xiaoxiao's words.
"Cong'er, be obedient and shave your head, and your father will give you your most beloved emerald lion!" This is King Fu's temptation to gain profit!
"Good fourth brother, shave your head quickly. Brothers are still waiting for you. It's almost noon now!" This was Zhu Yousong's emotion!
What are you doing? Why don't you just shave your head? But the little fat Zhu Youcong is actually able to make trouble from Chenshi to now. Fortunately, he has eaten well, drank well and slept well recently. Otherwise, he might have suffocated due to lack of oxygen! This I really can’t blame him completely. Who of the Ming Dynasty people that Zhu Youcong saw in the thirty years before time travel (on TV, of course) didn’t wear a black gauze long-haired shawl? As Zhu Youcong has normal hormone secretion, You Cong didn't want to be a transvestite, but he just thought that since he finally came to Ming Dynasty, why should he also put on a show, with a feather fan scarf and long flowing hair? But now that he was ready, he was preparing to go out for the first time. His parents actually wanted him to shave his head and tie his hair. This was simply destroying his young mind!
"No, I'd rather not go out than shave today!" Zhu Youcong's nerves have also increased, with a posture that he can cut off the blood or bleed, but not mess up his hair.
"Nonsense!" Fatty King Fu's face fell at this moment, and he said sternly to Zhu Youcong for the first time in so many days: "On weekdays, my father can do whatever you want! But today it is definitely not possible. I want you to be dignified." Tomorrow, how can the Huang nobles imitate the transformation of foreign barbarians?"
In fact, Zhu Youcong was really deceived again. Although there were no perverted hairstyle restrictions like Qiqing in the Ming Dynasty, except for the influence of the Meng Yuan in the decades after the founding of the country, there were only uncivilized barbarians, wizards, and madmen. Hermits and other non-mainstream people will wear their hair long and shawl their shoulders. As for the left-folded hair, it is a unique sign of foreigners. If the Han people wear their hair loose, it is a sign of the country's demise! As a member of the royal family, King Fu will never let it go. My son is such a fool.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Zhu Youcong had no choice but to accept his fate.
quarter past noon
Outside the palace
Zhu Youcong, who had a mournful face, finally appeared wearing a gauze hat and cotton boots.
"Fourth brother, look at it, it's already noon today. I'm afraid everyone will have dispersed when we get to the field." Zhu Yousong was annoyed. As a fifteen-year-old young man, he originally planned to go to the streets to find something new. This thing was tricked and deceived along the way. In the end... it was all destroyed by this precious little brother.
"Brother, don't tell me that our fourth brother can really make a fuss!" Zhu Youqu, who is only thirteen years old, doesn't think as much as his elder brother. He just admires the energy of this precious little brother.
"That's right, that's right, you didn't notice that the fourth brother just made the spiders on the beam fall off the beam." Zhu Youhua also looked envious, this brother's lung capacity is so big!
Ah! Is there any? It shook the spiders down? Why didn't you say that this was a sonic weapon? It shook the house to the ground, the sun and the moon lost light, and the sea and rocks were rotten? Is there such an unreliable brother as you? Zhu You Cong rolled his eyes and continued to hang his head, not bothering to argue with his three brothers.
"Hey, three young princes, please come in quickly!"
Who? Who is it? Why is the voice so lewd? When Zhu Youcong raised his head, he saw a man who looked like a shopkeeper standing in front of him. A restaurant stood in front of him, with a big plaque saying "Fu Lin Building"!
"You bitch, haven't you seen my fourth brother?" Zhu Youhua was so angry that he almost rewarded the shopkeeper with five hundred dollars.
"Little...little prince, this servant has blind eyes and cannot see Mount Tai!" The shopkeeper really didn't expect that the fourth son of Prince Fu, who was the most favored in the legend, would come here today. He usually lives deep in the palace.
"Slave?" Zhu Youcong was confused. The Ming Dynasty was not a clean one. How could anyone call themselves a slave casually?...
"Hehe, fourth brother doesn't know yet, Fulinlou is the best restaurant in the family. It is run by the family's servants. People with some status in Luoyang City like to come here to have a drink!" Zhu Youqu turned around.
Then he said to the shopkeeper: "Go! Let the cooks cheer up and cook what they specialize in for a while. If my fourth brother is not used to eating... I will reward each of them with twenty big plates!"
"Yes, yes. I will make arrangements right away! Please ask the four young princes to move to Linhua Pavilion first!"
Linhua Pavilion? Wow - it’s raining and flowers are coming after a meal? Shouldn’t I have an open-air picnic? Should I eat or eat ice cubes in this winter? Zhu Youcong has a bad taste in his heart.
thinking.
After entering Linhua Pavilion, Zhu Youcong discovered that this place was completely different from what he had imagined. Of course, it was impossible to have an open-air picnic. There was a pavilion in the middle of the yard, and there should be peach trees planted around it. There was a lake next to the pavilion.
There is also a small waterfall in the middle. Although the pavilion is equipped with temporary door panels and thick curtains in the winter, you can still hear the sound of gurgling water. If you come here in the spring season, you will be here.
What a beautiful sight it is!
"I wonder what the young prince would like to eat?" The shopkeeper who followed was smiling at Zhu Youcong with a smile on his face, for fear that he might offend this distinguished guest by failing to do anything well.
"Well, it's already that time, let's have some simple food, whatever is quick to eat. After that, we still have to go shopping!" Zhu Youcong's selective amnesia was simply to forget who had been tossing for several hours so early in the morning.
Only then would they have to come to the Five Zang Temple to offer sacrifices as soon as they go out.
"Okay, today is the day when the dragon raises its head on the second day of February. I wonder if you princes want to eat 'dragon ears', 'dragon scales', 'dragon whiskers', 'dragon eyes' or something else?"
Dragon ears? Dragon scales? Dragon whiskers? And dragon eyes? Wow - it is indeed a high-end restaurant run by Fuwang family, even the fast food is so good? But, I have never heard of or eaten the first three, so it still counts
Is this longan? That's a good thing. Even Li Shizhen said that lychees are the most expensive food, and longan is good for strengthening the body and brain. It can cure excessive thinking and damage to the heart and spleen. I happened to be in a bad mood this morning, so I ate it.
This is great. And eating longan as a meal in the middle of winter? Hmm, it sounds like it’s not something that ordinary people can enjoy!
"Just longan!" Zhu Youcong waved his hand and sat down grandly to wait for his longan feast.
"Okay, please wait a moment, four young princes!" The shopkeeper turned around and trotted down.
After a while, four bowls of steaming wontons were served on the table.
"Ah..." Zhu Youcong was dumbfounded, wasn't it longan? How could it be wontons? How could it be wontons? Profiteer! I...I want it! Angry, Zhu Youcong slapped the table and shouted: "This...this
What is it?"
"Huh? Longan? Didn't the young prince just say that he wanted to eat this?" The shopkeeper looked horrified. Just now he specifically asked the chefs to go to great lengths to make four big bowls of colorful wontons. What's wrong with that?
Is this young master unhappy? "Slave... I'm afraid that the young prince won't be able to get used to it, so he specially asked the chef to prepare the best sturgeon, shrimp, fungus, carrots, and lychees with the best ginger and green onions..."
"Yes, fourth brother, the longan at Fuyunlou is outstanding. It's better than the ones at home. If I hadn't come here, no one else would be able to eat it." Zhu Yousong didn't understand this fourth brother either. What are you doing? It’s obviously the best longan!
Wontons made of sturgeon and shrimp? Are they still called wontons? Besides... let’s talk about the longan I want. It blooms in April and bears fruit in July. The longan is shiny and tender! How did it become wontons? How can it be turned into wontons? Zhu Youcong's eyes are almost watering.
"Could it be...could it be that the fourth brother is talking about the longan? That thing is not available at this time of year!" Zhu Youhua, who had just turned eleven, was quick to respond and understood people's hearts.
"Oh!" The shopkeeper now came to his senses and hurriedly explained: "On February 2, it is common among the people to add the title of 'dragon' to the name of food. For example, dumplings are called 'dragon ears', and spring pancakes are called 'dragon ears'. 'Dragon Scale', noodles are called 'Dragon Beard', rice is called 'Dragon Zi', and these wontons are called 'Dragon Eyes'. It's my fault that I didn't explain it clearly, so the young prince misunderstood it. It's all my fault!"
What an injustice! I am even more unjust than Dou E! How can I know so many rules if I am not a history major? Zhu Youcong was so embarrassed by the shopkeeper's explanation that he almost used the magical skill of escape from the earth.
After the meal, Zhu Youcong, the little fat man who left Fuyun Tower, not only did not feel happy because his mouth was full of oil, but instead became even more depressed. He looked even weaker than peonies in winter. Are there peonies in winter? Of course not. , at least there was no winter in Luoyang during the Ming Dynasty!