The struggle of the reborn prince

Pan Long stared at the porridge bowl handed over by the prince, and the others were even more confused. A bowl of porridge is really not a good thing in their eyes, but after being hungry for nearly five days, who would say He's a fool if he doesn't want to eat it.

"You gave them the porridge, aren't you hungry?" the little lady asked in surprise.

"Hungry, and very hungry, they are also very hungry!" Zhao Tong said honestly, "They could be full all day long, but they are willing to accompany me to be hungry. How can I enjoy the bowl of porridge given by my wife today!"

"Okay, although the prince is small, he has a heroic style, which is admirable!" The little lady couldn't help but praised.

"What the little lady said is good, sharing weal and woe with wealth and honor, and being loyal..." At some point, there were more idlers around them, applauding wildly.

"Brothers, the lord is embarrassing for us. I, Pan Long, must eat this porridge!" Pan Long took a sip from the porridge bowl, then handed it to Xue Bao who was beside him. Xue Bao took a sip and passed it on to others. One person... Turning to the end, when the porridge bowl was returned to Zhao Tong, everyone really gave face, leaving a bottom of the bowl.

"I'll drink the bottom of the bowl, the blessed land (bottom)!" Zhao Tun scraped it with his fingers, poured it all into his mouth, and said with a smile. A little more sparkle.

"Thank you, miss. The kindness of a meal is unforgettable forever. I dare not say anything in return. This is a plaything for your miss!" Zhao Tang untied the jade ring from his waist and put the rice bowl in the food box and returned it. said the little lady.

"Hehe, if I don't take it, it will look like we are hypocritical!" The little lady was bold, took the food box, separated everyone and walked along the imperial street.

This little lady who appeared suddenly seemed to bring them good luck. At dinner time, they were each given a bowl of porridge. Although they were not full, they finally had something to eat.The next morning before dawn, a sedan chair carried by eight people trembled past them, and a follower behind the sedan chair put down a food box, nodded at them with a smile, and followed the sedan chair into the palace gate. .

"Who is he?" Zhao Tian asked.

"I don't know, it looks like the sedan chair is above the third rank!" Jian Xi shook his head and said.

"Oh, what a big bowl of Qibao vegetarian porridge, it's cooked well!" Zhang Hao opened the food box and looked at the bowl inside, and said with a smile on his face.

"Let me take a look!" Jian Xi took a closer look, then smelled the porridge in the food box and said, "I know who it is, he is the inspector Sikong Tongguan, he likes to eat Qibao vegetarian porridge the most, and the porridge in his house The vegetarian porridge is also very famous!"

"Tongguan?!" This name is too familiar to Zhao Tong. He has known since he was a child that the second villain in "Water Margin" after Gao Qi, the famous armed eunuch, and one of the six thieves in the Northern Song Dynasty, anyway, he has no impression of him. Positively, "I have never met him, let alone friendship, why did he bring me porridge?" Zhao Tang thought for a moment, but he didn't think about it, but it didn't delay him calling everyone to drink porridge, and he didn't expect that he and Tong The consistent kindness and resentment started from this bowl of porridge.

Before the bowl of porridge was finished, another young man came over with a smile and put down a food box, "Prince Yan, the young one is a fellow from the Baifan Building. Our shopkeeper specially asked the kitchen to cook this bowl of five-flavored porridge, and I will serve it to you while it is hot." Here it comes!" The young man said courteously, and he brought out a basin of porridge from the food box, put it in a silver bowl, put on a delicate silver spoon, handed it to Zhao Tun, and then filled a few more The bowls are given to everyone to eat.

"Who asked your shopkeeper to deliver the porridge to us?" Zhao Tang stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, and asked after taking two bites.

"Back to the prince, no one gave orders. You don't know that the whole Tokyo city is now spread. Prince Yan resisted the decree and went to Beijing to sacrifice his mother. He set up a mourning hall outside the palace city. He didn't eat for five days. He felt filial piety and separated from the guards. Eating a bowl of porridge is even more righteous, and our shopkeeper was deeply moved when he heard it, so he specially ordered the younger brother to deliver the porridge to you and the elder brothers early in the morning, but it is still a step late!" The little boy looked at the boy next to him. The food box left behind said with a little regret.

"Second Lord, someone is here again!" Before the two bowls of porridge were finished, Hong Ba saw two people coming with food boxes.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Li from the Baifan Building? You came early!" The visitor said jealously when he saw that Li Si was cleaning up his affairs and knew that he had been preempted today.

"Hee hee, it's not too late for Zhang Sange to come. Your Changqing Building is a little farther away than me, so I let the little brother take the first place. You wait on me, and I will leave first!" Li Si was not in a hurry or annoyed, A soft nail was sent back. Although he lost to others, it was a good thing to take the first place in Changqing Tower.

"Second Master, this Changqing Building is also one of the best restaurants in Beijing. Why did they give us porridge today? Didn't they collectively take the wrong medicine last night?" Now, I immediately began to wonder if all this was a premeditated event.

"I can't figure out the situation now, since someone gave it to us, let's eat!" Zhao Tong replied bluntly.

"My lord Yan, I woke up early, but I'm still late, but the porridge from Changqinglou is no worse than that from Baifanlou, so I invite you to have a few mouthfuls!" Frustrated, but still with a smile and a friendly greeting...

"Thank you shopkeeper, this porridge is delicious, and it's as good as the one in Baifan Building!" Zhao Tang took a bowl of porridge and ate it, and then asked everyone to eat together. This kind of big restaurant has a big business, since you dare to sign up, I am not afraid of him poisoning people, so I can rest assured to eat it, besides, it tastes really good.

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. Our innkeeper has ordered you, as long as your lord eats as you please, from now on, everyone's breakfast will be served at the Changqing Building, and we guarantee that it will not be the same every day!" The boy said happily.

The ones at the Changqing Building here just finished packing and left, as if they had discussed it, the next batch came again. This time, the ones who came back were Liu Lou under the Jinliang Bridge, followed by the Renhe Store outside the Songmen Gate of Dongzhou, and the Yicheng Building in the West of Zhou. , Eight Immortals Tower in North Zhou, Dai Loumen Zhang Bajiayuan’s main store, Li Qijia’s main store... "Jianxi, how many big restaurants are there in this capital city?" Yes, the later ones can only be used to save face, and it’s just a taste, but the porridge is also pouring into the throat, he asked, rubbing his stomach.

"There are 72 households in Jingzhengdian, and I can't count them all. The rest are all "foot shops". They sell some fine dishes and wine, and welcome middle-class and expensive food. There are Li Qing’s house in Baokangmen, Guo Chu’s in Dongji’er Lane, Li’s house in Brick Tube in Caomen, Li’s house in Sidong Dice, Huang Pang’s house, Jiuqiaomen Street Market Hotel, I don’t know how many there are.” Very familiar, just open your mouth.

"The drought and flood are uneven. We were so hungry a few days ago that no one cared about us. Today, just after breakfast, a dozen or so calls came. If they all come, we will be exhausted!" He burped and said.

"However, if we can drink a bowl of porridge from each of their houses, we can eat all the restaurants in the capital!" Hong Ba said with a smile.

"There will be a day when we return to Beijing next time. Not only will everyone and I eat all over Tokyo, but we will also open a restaurant of our own here!" Zhao Tong said solemnly.

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"Second Lord, let alone this porridge, we won't be able to finish it even if we are beaten to death!" Jianxi looked at the large and small food boxes and rice bowls around the coffin, and at the crowd around him. Now I suspect that all entertainment is prohibited in Beijing after the Queen's funeral, and the common people are all running to relieve their boredom.

"Oh, what... what's going on here?" Zhao Tang was also confused. In the morning, he thought that his mother or grandfather ordered the meals from various big hotels, but at noon, not only the food around the imperial city Restaurants, that is, silk and satin shops, shops selling groceries and other shops that do not operate food also brought them meals. As for the small townsmen with small baskets and rice bowls, there was an endless stream, and the porridge sent was enough for them to open a porridge shop Well, it has to be that kind of big porridge shop. Could it be that this era also learns from Lei Feng and sends warmth, Zhao Tun gossips.

"Second Lord, there's someone coming again, hurry up and get ready!" Jianxi looked at the prince, and said with some compassion, now the food delivery person has added another gift, and they have to go to the Queen's coffin to offer a stick of incense and salute, The lord, who is a filial son, of course has to return the gift. Normally, he is only allowed to bow his hands, but he insists on kneeling to return the gift. It takes less than an hour, and there are at least two or three hundred kowtows.

At this time, an old lady walked over tremblingly, put down a small basket, took out a bunch of incense, two candles and a wad of paper money and handed them to Xue Bao who received the gift, put down a bowl of thick rice porridge, and walked to the coffin , Jianxi quickly lit a stick of incense and handed it over, the old lady took it and put it in the incense burner, knelt down and respectfully kowtowed three times, Zhao Tun returned the salute.

"My lord, you are a dutiful son, the queen's spirit in heaven will bless you forever!" The old lady was out of breath after doing this, she walked over to help Zhao Tong and said.

"Grandma, thank you, rest!" Zhao Tang got up and supported the old lady, moved another stack of burnt paper, took off his cloak and spread it on it, and then helped her sit down.

"Tsk tsk, you see, the lord was afraid that the old lady would sit cold, so he put his cloak on the old lady. At first I heard that the lord didn't eat for five days in order to sacrifice his mother, so I thought it was fake. The old ladies here are so nice, so I know it's true!" A spectator beside him sighed.

"My lord hasn't eaten for five days. I saw it with my own eyes. The food their guards bought was nothing but tribute!" said another person.

"How do you know so clearly?"

"My shop is just across the street. They all pass by my door when they buy things. Of course I saw it!"

"Then you clearly know that the prince is hungry, why don't you send me a bowl of porridge?"

"I... I also thought at first that it was just for show, someone in the palace would definitely bring food to the prince, but who knew it would be like this, his guards are really amazing, if the master didn't eat, they also starved for five days , people have to admire!"

"Yeah, I saw it too. Someone sent a bowl of porridge yesterday. The prince only took one bite and let everyone share the food. The situation made me, a big man, unable to bear tears. I let my wife cook it tonight." The porridge is here!" A person said while gesticulating, and the people next to him sighed.

"Wu Liu, your mother's house is about to collapse. You don't care about it in such a cold day, and you, a rascal, will make people cry!" an acquaintance next to him teased.

"Hey, it's really my fault for not being filial to my mother. I came back from here yesterday and took my mother to our house. The prince can resist the decree of offering sacrifices to his mother. He is not afraid of death. I am a humble man who doesn't even care about my mother." It’s really damn good to support him!” Everyone looked at Wu Liu who admitted his mistakes in surprise, as if they saw the sun coming out from the west, and couldn’t believe that this rascal who wandered around the streets had learned it well.