Houmen's concubine

Chapter 45 Shadow Play

Wang Tonger and Zhaodi were going to see the lanterns, so they went to Xie Yuheng to ask for leave.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yuheng hadn't returned to Qingsongyuan yet, so he had to look for Huang Yu again, but he didn't see anyone, only a few guards and servants.

Wang Tong'er thought about it, and had no choice but to ask Granny Chen to help see Shizi come back and tell him.

Otherwise, he would be blamed if he went out privately and waited to come back.

"Okay, the old lady will do needlework in this side room, and report to the master when he comes back." Granny Chen repeatedly agreed.

Then he said worriedly: "Miss Tong'er, don't be crowded when there are too many people, and be careful not to leave orders, go home early."

"Well, I know, it's just troublesome for you." Wang Tong'er nodded in agreement.

When they arrived at the street market, they saw a crowd of people, and there were lights and festoons everywhere, which was a lively scene.

Sellers of lanterns, trinkets and food are emerging in endlessly. The children in the vertical angle are running all over the street with candied haws, and the childish voices like silver bells can be heard endlessly...

On the first day of junior high school, I followed Xie Yuheng out, only focusing on archery and guessing lantern riddles.Where did you notice these delicious snacks?

I saw a salesman in sackcloth holding up a wooden stick with bunches of bright and bright candied haws stuck on the straw. He yelled in his special accent as he walked: "Sell candied haws, candied haws."

There are steaming carts selling steaming rock sugar mung bean lily soup, honey lotus root signed by bamboo sticks, sweet and soft, melting in the mouth, and freshly made steaming sweet-scented osmanthus candies, as well as steaming The small wonton stall in chicken sauce...

Seeing Zhaodi's bright eyes exposed outside the curtain hat, Wang Tong'er hurriedly greeted the shopkeeper who bought candied haws: "Here are two candied haws."

"Little girl, four pennies."

Wang Tong'er took out a pouch from her pouch, handed him four Wen, took the candied haws from his hand, and handed one to Zhaodi.

"Thank you, Sister Tong'er!" The little girl took off the curtain hat, held it in her hand, and sent the candied haws to her mouth with a smile on her face.

Wang Tong'er looked at the little girl satisfied, with a look of enjoyment on her face.I thought to myself how delicious this ancient candied haws really is?
Wang Tonger looked at the candied haws in her hand, which was much darker than the modern candied haws, and there was only a thin layer of brown sugar on the hawthorn.

I stuck out my tongue and licked it. It was not as sweet as modern sugar, but also had a slightly bitter taste.

It is estimated that the sugar wrapped on the hawthorn is not so pure.

Before Wang Tonger finished eating a candied haws, Zhaodi bought two bunches of deep-fried yam eggs wrapped in saffron and handed them to Wang Tonger.

Wang Tong'er's teeth were sour from eating, just in time to relieve the sour taste in her mouth.

She didn't expect that although the little girl is small, she is a master who does not take advantage of others.

The last time I went to the lanterns, I followed behind my master, and I didn't even try any snacks.

Today I have to have a good mouth addiction and try this ancient snack.

What food has Wang Tonger not eaten in modern times?

When I was not in college, I never lived on campus.

Is there any meal at home that is not full of color, fragrance and delicacy?

There are also well-cooked western food.

When it comes to college, there are countless snacks near the school...
It's just that she traveled to this ancient time sadly and became a low-level slave in the Hou's mansion.

From then on, food has nothing to do with me, only to look at the greedy eyes, and the mouth is not blessed to enjoy it...

"Two bowls of wontons." Wang Tong'er said to the stall owner when she smelled the wontons smelling like chicken soup.

"Hi!"

The stall owner is a middle-aged couple. The man cooks the wontons and greets the guests.The woman was only busy making wontons.

Wang Tong'er did not expect that the wontons at this small stall were really delicious, delicious, juicy and filling.

She frowned and ate the soup in one go.

After eating, he burped in satisfaction.

"Sister Tong'er, you see there are so many people around in front, it must be fun." Zhaodi, who was also satisfied with her smacking her lips, said with a small mouth after eating.

Wang Tong'er also heard the sound of gongs, drums and sticks in front of her, as well as applause from the audience. It was probably a grass troupe singing local opera.

When they squeezed in, Wang Tong'er saw that the Caotai troupe still had a signboard, and a triangular flag was flying high beside the high platform: Qingting Opera Troupe.

Oh, it turned out that it was a shadow puppet show, and it seemed to be a war movie.

She learned from the comments of the audience that this Qingting opera troupe is well-known in the Central Plains. Every time there is a new play in the local area, there are so many guests that there are no empty seats. There was a long queue, and the eight small streets were blocked.

I saw a mellow light like rice wine cast from the animal skin board.Crowds of shadow people, flashes of swords and swords, the sound of wind and cranes, suddenly, the sound of clappers, drums and gongs broke, and there was the sound of hurried people shouting and horses neighing.

You can see that the drums are beating more and more fiercely, and the bloody fights of banners covering the sun and gold and iron horses appear in front of people's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, the erhu, flute, and dulcimer were played exquisitely, with exciting drumbeats in between.

The sounds of the instruments are sometimes deep and hoarse, and sometimes passionate and shrill.

The fight became more and more dangerous and exciting.

The sun and the moon were killed until the sun and the moon were dimmed, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Every pillar, roof tile, shadow figure, puppet, leather drum instrument...

The audience was fascinated by watching it, as if they were there in person, and Wang Tonger also watched it with gusto, unexpectedly it was really wonderful!
I really want to post a circle of friends...

At the end of the play, a few audience members quietly left, and Wang Tonger noticed that it was a young man in the troupe, holding a copper basin in his hand, who came to collect ticket money, no wonder someone left quietly!
The young man with the copper basin and money in his hand was probably not surprised, but he just shook his head helplessly as he looked at the leaving audience.

No matter what dynasty, there are always a few unqualified people.

However, most people took out their wallets obediently, and more or less threw copper coins into the copper basin in the young man's hand. For a while, they only heard the crisp sound of copper coins falling into the copper basin, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong!" .

There were quite a few people throwing some broken silver into it, but that young man only had someone throwing money into the copper plate, no matter how much, he nodded politely and said, "Thank you!"

Wang Tong'er also took out the silver key from the purse in her pouch, saying, such a wonderful show deserves a silver key.

When the young man who collected the money came to her, she threw it in with her little hand, only to hear a crisp "Ding Dong!", and the young man who collected the money saw a silver barley in the copper basin, thinking it was someone Rewarded by the rich and honored, he hurriedly looked up and followed the direction of the silver, and saw that it was a little girl in ordinary clothes.

When he raised his head and said to the little girl, "Thank you!", Wang Tong'er had already dragged Zhaodi away, and disappeared into the crowd.

　This is the fourth time for Wang Tonger to go shopping, and the first time she acts like a child, purely playing, watching tricks and eating snacks.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)