Shangshi female official

Chapter 168 Chapter 168 Twisted Gold Thread 2
After lunch, Yue Hong walked away and sat on the small stone bench outside the door. Wang Yifu saw it, took the tea made by Sister Biao, went outside and handed it to Yue Hong. Yue Hong took it and smiled faintly. laugh.

"Brother Yue, we have been on the mountain for the past two years, and it seems that we have never had a chance to go around the capital."

"It doesn't matter, there may be opportunities in the future."

"Nurse Chen will take me back to the palace tomorrow."

"I know."

"Why don't we go out for a walk tonight?"

"Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Wang Yifu nodded, Yue Hong could only say: "Then I will go with you."

In the evening, the two of them went out to visit the East Market, only to find that although it was not a festival today, there were quite a lot of people selling things at night. The market entrance was selling plain noodles, and there were hawkers on both sides of the street. Two steps away, they were selling kebabs. The skewers are mutton.

Wang Yifu didn't move her legs, so Yue Hong bought her two skewers of barbecued meat. The meat was roasted over a direct fire, and it had a burning aroma. With the spices sprinkled on it, the aroma was very special.

She bit it down, and the mutton juice flowed out. Although it had the smell of mutton, the more you chewed the meat, the more fragrant it became. It had a salty, cumin and a little spicy taste, which was simpler than the one prepared in the palace. But very tasty.

Wang Yifu raised her head with a smile, and said to Yue Hong: "Brother Yue, this mutton is so delicious, hurry up and try it."

Yue Hong skewered the skewer, biting the meat with one bite, took out the bamboo stick, chewed a couple of bites and said with a smile: "It's very fragrant."

"Let's go ahead."

Behind the meat skewers was a seller selling baked eggs, and behind that was a seller selling stinky tofu. The stench had reached her nose through the baked egg stall.

Wang Yifu ran over in two or three steps. The peddler was nothing more than a square cart. Half of the cart was filled with fried black tofu, and half of it was his bowl and dipping sauce.

There was a rectangular white sail at the foot of the table and it was written with four pennies, so she threw four pennies into the boss's pot and said with a smile, "boss, here's a piece of stinky tofu."

The boss shouted "Hello", took a white bowl, and quickly poked eight pieces of tofu on the iron rack on the surface of the large oil pan with the elbow-long chopsticks, and dipped them in a large porcelain basin.

The basin was filled with sauce-colored dipping water, with minced garlic and green onion floating on the surface. Every piece of tofu was soaked in water before putting it into a bowl and handing it to Wang Yifu.

Wang Yifu tasted a piece of tofu. The tofu smelled stinky, but it tasted really delicious.

The outer skin is crispy, but the tofu inside is soft and tender. When you bite down, the sauce soaked in it bursts in your mouth. The whole mouth is full of salty garlic and shallots, which makes your mouth water. The tofu rolled together in the mouth.

Wang Yifu breathed with her mouth open while eating. It was delicious, but it was too hot.

Yue Hong quickly handed over the cowhide water bag, his mouth was already opened, Wang Yifu quickly took a sip of water, and said with a smile: "Brother Yue, try the stinky tofu."

Yue Hong blocked it with his hands, and said: "Forget about stinky tofu, I really can't eat it."

"But this stinky tofu is really delicious."

"As long as you like to eat."

Wang Yifu finished the tofu in two or three strokes, and continued to walk back. This time they passed by a vendor selling fried chestnuts, fried peanuts, and fried melon seeds, and bought some fried chestnuts for Mother Chen.

Not too far away, she walked to a vendor selling dried fish. Wang Yifu took a second look curiously. The dried fish was only half a finger long, and there was no seasoning for any clean ones. There are a lot of sauces, oily and smooth.

Wang Yifu was curious about what his seasoning was, so she bought some mixed and tasted the dried fish, it was too salty, it should be served with rice.

Going forward, they passed the Xieji tofu shop, and saw a sugar painting seller. The man was sitting on a low stool, with flower baskets, carps, butterflies, and other sugar paintings on the table. He was sitting at a table. This half is a big white chopping board, I don't know what kind of stone it is made of.

The other half is a turntable with a lot of tricks on it, and Wuwen Yizhuan written in the center.

"Brother Yue, which one do you like?"

Yue Hong looked at these children's toys and just smiled and said: "I'm not a child anymore, they are all the same."

"You say one, there is always one you like?"

Yue Hong looked around, pointed to the dragon at the top, and said, "That's it."

Wang Yifu gave the boss five cents and said with a smile, "Boss, I'll make a transfer."

The pointer was pointing downwards, only half a circle away from the dragon. Wang Yifu looked at the dragon and slapped it vigorously. The pointer ran towards the dragon and would run to the dragon. The pattern is fixed on the butterfly.

The boss said with a smile: "Congratulations, girl, you got the butterfly."

Wang Yifu was naturally a little disappointed, so she could only comfort Yue Hong and said, "Brother Yue, anyway, it's sugar, it's almost the same."

The boss took a spoonful of syrup from his small pot and drew a picture on the big white chopping board, but the butterfly he made was not flat.

He first drew two wings, then a thin body, and finally glued them together with hot sugar, and stuck them to a bamboo stick, like a living butterfly resting on the stick.

I thought I could take one butterfly away, but the boss stuck two butterflies on the bamboo stick, one high and the other low, which made the two of them a little embarrassed.

After the boss glued it together, he handed the bamboo stick to Wang Yifu, and said with a smile, "I wish you two get married in the end."

Wang Yifu could only forcefully smile, and took the sugar painting.

They were about to leave, when suddenly three or two children rushed up, each of them took out a penny, and said they wanted to twist the gold thread.

Wang Yifu looked back curiously, and saw that the boss broke off two bamboo sticks, took the tail section, and stirred it into another pot of syrup, and the syrup became a small hammer head.

The boss keeps making small circles with both hands, and sometimes pulls them away. The sugar is stretched into silk, and he rolls it back again, and circles again, and it slowly becomes golden.

When it was golden, he gathered up four sticks and handed them to the child like a drumstick.

Wang Yifu gave the boss another two pennies and asked him to make two more.When he finished, Wang Efu put the twisted gold thread into her mouth, and the sweet taste overflowed her mouth, the sugar was slippery and soft, so sweet that it made people drool.

Yue Hong pursed his lips and pulled out the stick, his expression was indescribable, probably too sweet, too sweet for him to bear.

They looked at each other and smiled, self-evident.

Not far from the sugar painting is a bridge, and under the bridge is the only small river in Dongshi. They followed the road and walked onto the bridge to see the scenery.

There are restaurants and restaurants by the river, and most of them roll up the curtains to let the guests see the river view. There are drunk beauties leaning on the railings, leaning on their arms and laughing foolishly.

There are reflections on the river surface, the warm yellow lights on the river bank vibrate on the water, and there is a white light in the middle, shimmering and flickering, which is the shadow of the moon.

Wang Yifu pointed at the beauty and said, "Brother Yue, look, that person is really pretty."

(End of this chapter)