Jiang Nv is indescribable

Chapter 230
"My lady said she would go back to Wu Xiong after the brocade weaving meeting is over. Now that the brocade weaving meeting is over, why delay?"

"Honey, I'm not procrastinating, it will be fifteen in two days."

"Fifteenth..." Mrs. Liang thought for a while, "Oh, it's the Moon Festival. It's not a big day, so you don't have to stay here on purpose."

Jiang Fosang said, "It's not just a moon sacrifice, it's also a day to reunite with relatives—I hope you will live a long time and share the beauty of the moon. Instead of sharing the beauty of the moon, how about watching the moon and enjoying the moon?"

"Where is this custom, the old slave doesn't know?"

Jiang Fosang didn't explain, "Anyway, there is such a custom, and I can't bear to let me walk alone on the road."

Liang Yu really couldn't bear it, but: "According to this, it's even more wrong to leave Wu Gongzi alone in Wuxiong. It's really a family reunion festival. You and Wu Gongzi are husband and wife, so you should—"

Jiang Fusang cut off her words: "Even if I go on the road in three quarters, I will definitely not be able to make it in time, so let's just forget about it. I will accompany you this year, and accompany him next year."

"Then...that's fine."

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of August.

"Book of Rites" contains: "The son of heaven springs to the sun, and the moon to fall on the twilight." The southern region still attaches great importance to the festival of offering sacrifices to the moon. To celebrate this year's harvest, by the way, pray for good weather in the next year.

In the Northland, the Moon Festival is a dispensable day, and the elders in the city were given the male pancakes only in the name of the state government office. There was no other movement in the mansion, so Jiang Fosang simply closed the door and celebrated in his own way.

Square tables and chairs were set up in the yard, she went into the kitchen and worked for a long time, and brought out a plate of small round snacks for everyone to taste.

It smells a special fragrance, and when you take a bite, it contains flax, walnut kernels, and some other nuts, mixed with lard paste and caramel, sweet but not greasy, soft and crispy.

Calamus and You Cao called it delicious.

Wan Qing asked: "The female gentleman made mustard cakes?"

But it’s not very similar. How can Hubing be so delicate?Nujun also specially asked a carpenter to make a mold. The dough wrapped with fillings was put into the mold and pressed tightly before it came out.

Jiang Fusang said: "This is called the moon ball."

It's just that the time is short, the cooking is a bit different, and the ingredients are not complete, so I have to find some other substitutes.If the husband is here, he must express his emotion.

"... There was once a piece of Wuren Moon in front of me. I didn't cherish it. I regretted it when I lost it. The most painful thing in the world is this. If God can give me another chance, I will I will say three words to Wurenyuetuan..."

Jiang Fusang didn't understand why the husband was so sad for a moon ball, as if it was not a moon ball, but a lost lover.

Mr. waved his hand: "You don't understand, I used to dislike it so much, I didn't take a look at it when it was moldy, but now, alas, if I want to eat a five-nut mooncake, I can't get the authentic one, even the red and green silk. No... I still remember that the day I came was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of family reunion... Don't talk about it, I will cry if I talk too much."

He stopped talking, and dragged her to ramble on for a long time.

"Thousands of miles together, thousands of years apart, or not in the same time and space, how can this beauty be shared?"

"The ancients did not see the moon of today, but this month once illuminated the ancients. Let me tell you, I have seen the moon of today. I am different from you..."

How else can we say that too much wine will cause trouble, and too much talk will lead to mistakes?It was that night that Jiang Fosang knew the origin of his name.

It's not the "benevolence, benevolence, benevolence, benevolence, righteousness, benevolence" that I told her at first, it just comes from a moon group.If the husband hadn't been drunk, she didn't know how long she would be cheated.

However, after waking up, the husband refused to admit it...

While in a trance, Chun Rong had eaten three meals, and Ji Lian patted the back of her hand before stopping.

"Beware of food accumulation." Gillian poked her forehead.

Calamus said: "She either runs or jumps all day long, exerts a lot of energy, and is growing her body, so it doesn't hurt to eat more."

Chun Rong looked at this, looked at that, and finally chose to follow his heart, touched another piece in his hand, bowed his head and began to chew it seriously.

Chun Rong is the most serious when practicing martial arts, but he is several times more serious when eating than when practicing martial arts. He has no distractions, concentrates on it, and never speaks until he finishes eating.

Ji Lian felt both funny and sad when she saw it, thinking that this was a rare occasion, she didn't stop her anymore.

In accordance with the old customs of the southern land, Liangyu set up another incense table in the courtyard, on which several plates of fruits were placed for offering.

The red candle was burning high, and the good woman called Jiang Fosang to go over.After Jiang Fosang worshiped the moon, everyone also worshiped in turn, praying for the blessing of the moon god.

After sacrificing the moon, they went back to sit around the square table, admiring the moon and eating moon balls.

Liang Nai took a sip, and said it was delicious, "Why don't you eat it?"

He said and handed over a piece.

Jiang Fosang took it in his hand, stared at it for a long time, and then took a small bite.

The small cakes are like chewing the moon, with crisp and glutinous rice in the middle.I just don't know what the real five benevolence moon group is like, and what is the red and green silk in the mouth of the husband?
He turned his head to look at the bright moon hanging in the sky alone.

Autumn is high and crisp, with few clouds and mists, and the moonlight is bright and clear.

What are you doing now sir?Still working for historians, or hiding somewhere to taste a piece of moon ball, missing the hometown that is said to never go back.

Thinking of Liang Shuo's words, "There are scuffles everywhere in Nanzhou, and the commercial roads have been cut off. No merchant is willing to risk his life to go there. I heard that the imperial court has also sent troops recently. I'm afraid it will be difficult to contact the person the lady wants to find in a short time. .”

I feel a little sad in my heart.

Some things may not be stopped after all, so I can only hope that time will pass faster...
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After eating the moon ball, seeing that it was still early, I simply sat and chatted in the courtyard.

Jiang Fosang asked how Jilian Bushao was doing.

Gillian said that everything was going well, except for one problem.

"Yesterday, Rui Niang from Ruanyulou entered the store and was recognized by others. Everyone didn't want to be in the same room with the girl from Huanlou, and asked the shop assistant to drive her out."

The smile on Jiang Fosang's face faded by three points, "How did you deal with it?"

"My lady once said that there is no distinction between high and low, and everyone who enters the door is a guest. But the nobles and wealthy households can barely get along with the common people in the market. If you want to enjoy the women in the building, it's just... the servant girl saw that the trouble was really bad, so I had to call the lady Rui To the side, to persuade her well."

"Rui Niang is gone?"

Ji Lian shook her head, "If she left, the servant girl wouldn't have such a headache."

Rui Niang not only didn't leave, but also became more and more interested, as if no one was there, what to do.Instead, many guests left.

"Those people still pinched their noses before leaving and said that if Buso allows prostitutes to enter the shop, they will never come again. The shop assistant then proposed to erect a wooden sign at the door, stating that women in Huanlou are not allowed to enter, what does the lady think?" ?”

Jiang Fosang lowered his eyelashes, there was no smile on his face, he appeared a little pale inexplicably under the moonlight.

After a while, she raised her eyes with a calm expression, "If you don't come, you won't come."

(End of this chapter)