Daming: My grandfather is Emperor Hongwu!

Chapter 235

On the official road from Chuzhou to Fengyang, there was an endless stream of people.

As the central capital of the Ming Dynasty, it must have the atmosphere of the central capital.Beginning in the third year of Hongwu, the imperial court allocated countless money, grain, and people, even exceeding the cost of the capital, to build the imperial city of Fengyang Zhongdu.

Fengyang is located inland, and the transportation is not convenient. All materials have to be transported by land, including the artisans and civilian husbands who have been recruited.

When the grandpa and grandson met with the turbulent crowd, they didn't pay attention.

Fengyang Zhongdu is also the hometown of nobles from Huaixi. On weekdays, the sons and nephews of nobles are often seen on the roads riding tall horses and carrying weapons.

Therefore, the team of the grandfather and grandson seemed reasonable, and no one took a second look.

It may be that there are many people walking and there are many large vehicles of all kinds, and the road surface is starting to be uneven.

The compartment of the carriage shook from time to time, and it was uncomfortable to sit in.

Zhu Xiongying was carried on the horse by Zheng Guogong Chang Mao, while the old man was leaning on the shaft of the carriage with his back against the shaking carriage, closing his eyes and dozing off.

"Grandpa, how far are we?" Zhu Xiongying asked with a smile.

The old man opened his eyes slightly and looked at the surrounding mountains, "Hurry up, we will arrive at Fengyang City in half a day!" As he said, he smiled again, "But Fengyang City is still far away from our hometown, Guzhuang Village. It still takes half a day!"

Perhaps because of returning to his hometown, the old man's already strong Huai accent became even stronger when he spoke.

At this time, Li Jinglong rode his horse over from the front.

"Old man, young master, there is a large open-air fair in front of you to rest your feet. Are you two sitting on the top, or are you guys going to the market to buy some rare things?"

The old man thought about it, "Go to the market!" He said, and laughed again, "Don't make a big show, this place is our hometown, and we don't want to play tricks like foxes and tigers!"

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Gradually, the market in the distance appeared in sight.

It is said that it is a market, but it is actually a group of people who do small business spontaneously organize and set up stalls along the way.They sell fresh melons and fruits in summer, and warm meals in winter.

The number of people on the market was several times higher than that on the road, and it was crowded as far as the eye could see.

Rolled noodles, fried oil cakes, steamed buns, pancakes.All kinds of food stalls are next to each other, the men are busy on the stove, and the wives and children greet the passing guests.

The air is full of fragrant human fireworks.

"Bloody hell!" The old man jumped out of the carriage neatly, took a deep breath of the fragrance in the air, looked at the steaming fog in the market and laughed, "I can't stand the smell, I'll eat here at noon, don't need to surround us all, There are not so many assassins in his mother's mouth, and I was frightened by myself, you youngsters should also eat and drink."

"But there is one thing, you can't drink alcohol, it's a mistake to drink during the day!"

Although the old man said so, none of the guards would really leave him.

Chang Mao gave everyone a look. They seemed to have really dispersed, but they were always circling around the old man and Zhu Xiongying as if away from each other.

"Hey, old man, what do you use?"

The old man and Zhu Xiongying were just wandering around in the market, especially when Zhu Xiongying was looking around like a curious baby, when a woman suddenly came by, talking and walking this way.

"Besides the veterans, I'm not boasting. My family has newly brewed rice wine and stewed dog meat, but Fengyang is unique!"

As she spoke, the woman came over with her chubby bucket waist twisted.

She is in business, although it is a small business, but it does not hinder her eyesight.The old worker in front of her looked rich from the outside, and she was accompanied by servants. A meal from such a rich person at her stall was enough for her to earn a day's work.

"Old man. Ouch!"

The woman continued to move forward, and she was about to pull the old man's arm familiarly.Chang Mao's iron arm suddenly stretched out and almost pushed the woman somersault.

After being pushed away, the woman was not angry, but instead smiled and slapped Chang Mao, "Big brother, why are you so energetic!" After finishing speaking, she winked at Chang Mao.

Immediately, Chang Mao was gone.

But the old man said with a smile, "What did you just say? Your dog meat is a must in Fengyang? Let's brag about it? The dog meat in Fengyang is all made in Dingyuan, so you don't look like a Dingyuan person?"

"If I scare you, hit me in the face!" The woman laughed hurriedly, "Old man, you are tired from walking all day, sit on my stall, clean and delicious. It's not good, don't give me money !" As he spoke, he looked at Zhu Xiongying, "Hey, your grandson? It really looks like your old face, and he looks handsome!"

"That's that, that's that!" The old man beamed, "When we were young, no one from all over the world knew that we were a handsome young man! If it wasn't for the fact that our family was a little poorer, the matchmaker's wife would be bald!"

"This way please!"

"It's his house!"

With a big wave of the old man's hand, the grandfather and grandson brought Chang Mao, Li Jinglong, Fu Rang and five or six men, and they filled up the stall.

The woman smiled even more, quickly took out the rag, wiped and wiped the table, and the chopsticks were scalded and scalded.

Next to the grandpa and grandson, there is a steaming cauldron with stewed pork in it.It looks like dog meat.

"The old man will cut ten catties for you first"

"That's enough to eat!" The old man laughed, "They are all strong men, so they are counted according to the head, and each person is hugged and gnawed by a dog's leg. We are old and our teeth are not good, so we will cut live meat for us, and it will rot in a hurry Muddy, with skin!"

"Understood!" The proprietress laughed so badly, this is a big business, she called out the dead ghost of the family, and began to pick meat.

"Your father loved to eat dog meat when he was alive!" The old man smiled at Chang Mao. "Back then, when Yuan Dadu was captured, others entered the palace and robbed them first to get some valuable things. Your father is good. The hounds were all captured and stewed."

Chang Mao was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain it.

"Hey, are there sesame seed cakes over there?" The old man pointed to the booth next to him, "Go, buy some sesame seed cakes, and pickles? Hey, what's in that pot over there, stewed tofu with potherb mustard? Go, let's buy some Come!"

Not only did Zhu Xiongying think that the market looked like a western scene, but the old man hadn't been to the folks for many years. He was very kind and at the same time, many things he hadn't seen for a long time also brought back memories of his taste buds.

In the blink of an eye, the two small tables were filled with food.

In the small market, there are mostly cheap meals that can be eaten for a few dollars. Suddenly, such a group of people came and bought everything as if they didn't need money, which was a bit eye-catching.

"Snoring!"

The old man took a mouthful of sesame seed cakes and stewed tofu with potherb mustard, a layer of sweat formed on his forehead.

"Shu Tan!"

"Grandpa, slow down!" Zhu Xiongying laughed.

"You can't eat slowly, is it called eating slowly?" The old man smiled, "Where's the meat?"

"Here we come!" The proprietress came over holding a large tray with meat as high as a hill.

Then, another piece of meat was taken out of the pot and placed on the chopping board.

With the two knives in hand, the proprietress slammed a few times, her fat chest trembled, and the piece of meat became several pieces.Then, put your hands in front of the old man.

"Old man, this dog treasure, you will definitely like it, I will give it to you to taste!"

Suddenly, the old man smiled.

"Grandpa, what is Gou Bao?" Zhu Xiongying asked puzzled.

"Go away!" The old man gave him a light slap, "Don't ask children about this!" He said, winking, "It's delicious!"

(End of this chapter)