Dongli drinks wine after dusk

Chapter 83
"Brother Dongli, is the capital fun?" Jiang Chengfu is still yearning for the legendary capital, and he doesn't know when he will visit it himself.

Is it bigger than Anqing?More people than Anqing?Is Main Street busy?Is the palace majestic?If he went, would he look like a bumpkin?

Jiang Wenyuan has been released for many years, and it is not appropriate to travel all the way with his wife and children when he returns to Beijing to report on his work.Therefore, when Jiang Chengfu returned to Beijing for a limited time, he was still young, didn't remember anything, and had no impression of everything.

Capital, probably for fun.Zhao Dongli used to think that it was a cage for him, extremely boring, and the people around him were divided into two types, one was those who tried their best to please him, and the other were those who had to try their best to please him. There are only two or three of my best friends.

Invisible battles with each other, caution, and family interests behind them are intertwined. When making friends is mixed with too many unnecessary elements, it can always make people feel dull.

It's been a long time since he left now, but he kind of misses him, misses his few close friends, misses the days when people quarreled and bickered.

Anqing is good, fresh and interesting, but a bit boring.

Just thinking about having to stay here for several months before going back after the imperial examination is over, he feels unspeakably melancholy.I don't know if his elder brother misses him. It has been more than 20 days since he received the last letter from home.

"Don't worry, Beijing is very interesting. There are all kinds of jugglers in the West Market. Have you ever seen beauties from the Western Regions? Blonde, red, brown, and even green and blue eyes. They look like those in the book. It’s like a monster, very pretty.”

Zhao Dongli picked up some interesting places that Anqing Mansion didn't have, and said that he was still a little bit disappointed.Jiang Chengfu thoughtfully asked if he wanted to go out for a stroll.

Although shopping can't solve the homesickness, it's better than the embarrassment of two big boys who are relatively speechless.

"I heard from my little sister that there is a steamed cake shop in Donggui Lane. The mutton steamed cakes are very authentic. Let's have a dime of wine and a few snacks. How about sitting down and listening to some interesting things in the countryside?"

The time is approaching. In the midsummer afternoon, the solar energy will force people to peel off their skin. Only when your brain is flooded will you really wander around. Choosing a place to stay is the right way.

Steamed Cake Shop~ No matter whether there are diners or not, just thinking about it will make you feel very hot. It is a good place to go in winter, but whoever goes there is foolish in summer.

Zhao Dongli was a little reluctant, but this small courtyard is not cool, the house is too low, and it is a bit stuffy on days when there is no wind. After thinking about it, Jiang's Mansion is a good place to go now.

"How did your little sister know about it? But she heard it from others? I'm afraid she hasn't eaten it yet, right? You are an older brother, and it's inconvenient for your younger sister to go out. It's great to bring such delicious snacks back home for siblings to have fun with."

"This? Then what do you do?"

Zhao Dongli couldn't complain, it's good to make friends with Jiang Chengfu, this guy will definitely not stab anyone in the back, he has no heart.

"I don't know if I'm going to be a bad guest, will I bother you?" He could only speak bluntly.

At least Jiang's house has an ice cellar, and ice is cheaper, unlike him, who bought a piece of ice with great difficulty, and half of it had to be melted on the way back.

The remote courtyard is really quiet, but it is also a little inconvenient.

"Brother Dongli, you are welcome. If you are willing to go, I wish for it! Let's go now." To buy a mere steamed cake, they don't need to go there in person, just order Dang Gui to make a trip.

The Jiang residence was very quiet at this time.The masters did not wake up from their afternoon naps, and the servants unconsciously relaxed their hands and feet.Jiang Chengfu took Zhao Dongli with him, and without making a fuss through the main entrance, he quietly entered the mansion through the corner gate and returned to Jiang Chengfu's small courtyard.

The courtyards of the two brothers have similar layouts, both are planted with lush bamboos, and the literati are very elegant nowadays, and they have thoroughly implemented the idea that they would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo. If anyone does not plant some, they are not worthy of claiming that they have read books .

Jiang Chengfu doesn't like this kind of plant that is neither attractive nor edible. It is a pity why the fine bamboo grown at home does not grow bamboo shoots in spring and winter, cannot enjoy the coolness in summer, and has no fruits in autumn.That is, the leaves are still a little bit useful.

At least in the snowy weather in winter, I can sweep some snow and save it, which is just right for making tea in summer.

The ice in the corner made occasional crackling sounds when it thawed, and the coolness just rightly dispelled the heat. Zhao Dongli sighed with satisfaction and began to think about moving.

He was used to being pampered, and he thought it was wild fun to live in a small courtyard of common people. Since he lived in an uncomfortable place, there was no need to wrong himself.

The two played a game of Go, which seemed like they were meeting their opponents.Zhao Dongli is not proficient in chess at best, but at worst, he only knows the rules and has only one stinky chess piece.

Jiang Chengfu and him are not the same, but they can really play together.

The two of them came and went with each other in a decent manner, and they were so invested in the game that they didn't even pay attention to Danggui's return.

Mutton stuffing will smell fishy if it is cold, and it will affect the taste if it is too hot. Dang Gui hurriedly bought the steamed cakes as quickly as possible, and sent half of them to Jiang Jiuying and Ning's. The rest has been eaten Put it on a plate, serve it with side dishes and low-alcohol rice wine, and then it will be delivered.

Usually the chess in the second son's house is just a decoration, used to catch ashes, but today it really came in handy.Danggui didn't dare to disturb Jiang Chengfu's interest, put the tray full of food on the small table, and stood aside silently.

The air was gradually filled with a layer of meaty smell, which made the gluttons in his stomach feel restless.

That small shop was indeed as popular as the girl had heard, he waited in line for two sticks of incense before it was his turn, and bought a few more on purpose, hoping that there would be some left over later, and he would also enjoy it.

But the master is not in a hurry, and he is still playing chess slowly step by step. Even if he is thinking about the taste of steamed cakes, it is impossible for him to eat it first by himself so unruly.

"Second brother, I can't eat these steamed cakes!" Jiang Jiuying hurried over, with disheveled hairpins and flying skirt corners.

She obviously didn't know that Jiang Chengfu had a guest here, so the disheveled appearance made it quite rude for the outsider to see.But now is not the time to dwell on these.

Looking at the plate on the table, she knew that the untouched steamed cakes made her heave a sigh of relief, so she hurriedly stepped forward to break them open one by one, and even leaned forward to smell the smell from time to time.

There was nothing wrong with these buns, and the steamed buns became more fragrant after being opened. Even Zhao Dongli, who was surprised by Jiang Jiuying's slovenly appearance, was a little moved.

"This steamed cake is really delicious! Hey, don't break it, what a waste." Not being able to eat delicious food is one of the things that makes foodies most unwilling. Zhao Dongli considers himself a snack.

"Do you want to eat this stuff? Do you know what's in this stuffing?" Jiang Jiuying asked with a strange expression, staring at Zhao Dongli.

"Isn't it just mutton? Not to mention, it smells really good."

"Is it a strong fragrance that you have never smelled or tasted before?"

Zhao Dongli nodded, indeed, he has eaten so many mutton steamed cakes, and he has never smelled such a tempting smell.

"It's right if you haven't eaten it, there is human flesh in it!"

(End of this chapter)