Chapter 348 Shangyuan Festival Morning Market

Chen time.

It took only an hour for the dawn drum to stop, and the streets were already crowded with people, which was very lively.

Lu Li led the black-maned horse and walked on the road compacted with loess, slowly looking around, there were rows of pagoda trees, elm trees, and deep houses separated from each other.

Sogdians, cannibals, Kunlun slaves...

"Mr. Lang, it's not too lively now. At night, the people of Chang'an will go out of their houses. Last year, during the Lantern Festival, some people were so crowded that their feet dangled in the air. They walked for dozens of steps before stopping."

After leaving the brothel, Miss Qianrui became much more lively and kept talking.

However, there are only three days in a year where you can play and experience night culture without restraint, how can you not be happy?

"Chang'an has a population of more than one million. It is abnormal if it is not crowded."

As he said that, Lu Li thought of the scene of traveling to famous scenic spots during the National Day Golden Week in his previous life. By tonight, those scenes will become small scenes.

"Hubing, hot Hubing, the last two baskets, let's take a look."

The yelling echoed in my ears.

Lu Li followed the prestige and saw a barbarian chef with a high nose and deep eyes not far in front of him was making sesame seed cakes, half of his body was enveloped by white air from the steamer.

The caller was probably his grandfather, who also had a high nose and deep eyes, and wore a pointed hat to solicit customers on the side of the road. He spoke Chinese as fluently as Chao Heng.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, the old Hu man hurriedly waved: "This gentleman, come and taste it, the authentic flaxseed cake is delicious and crispy."

"Madam, would you like to try it?"

Lu Li had indeed smelled the aroma, and was going to buy two to satisfy his hunger - just like Duke, he also had the grand goal of eating all over Chang'an City.

And Miss Qianrui shook her head, and said softly: "It's too tired, Nunu will find a place to finish the Hoto soup later."

"Okay." Lu Li didn't hesitate, "You wait for me here, forget it, ride on horseback."

There are so many people at the moment, if Miss Qianrui is picked up by someone ulterior, it will be troublesome, so Lu Li helped her onto the back of the black-maned horse.

After drinking so much of his own blood, the strength of this product has increased dramatically. If it is placed in the Three Kingdoms World, it can at least kill the general of the Yellow Turban Army, Pei Yuanshao, solo.

woo woo woo...

Amidst the eerie shouts, Lu Li ran to the bakery stall to line up. The freshly baked mustard cakes were golden and crisp, especially the flax seeds, which were full of grains, and looked appetizing.

"Hoo~"

"It's delicious."

The few diners in front of the line had already received steamed mutton cakes, and they didn't care how hot they were, so they went to the side and ate them directly, with their mouths full of oil.

Unfortunately, when Lu Li arrived, there was only one steamed pancake left in the two big baskets. The old barbarian also felt embarrassed, and bowed before saying anything, "I'm really sorry, this pancake will be given to the gentleman."

In fact, Lu Li didn't care, no matter if it was one cake or two cakes, it wouldn't fill his stomach, he just wanted to taste it.

Therefore, after receiving the oiled paper-wrapped beard cake from the old man, Lu Li took out a Kaiyuan Tongbao and put it on the chopping board.

Anyway, there is no shortage of money, so there is no need to eat free food, not to mention that it is not easy for people to do small business.

"Lang Jun, stay away, the mint leaves that are dried at home, chewing two after eating cakes can relieve the greasy, don't dislike it."

A package of folded dried mint leaves was stuffed into Lu Li's arms. The old barbarian showed a simple smile, and at the same time beckoned his son to close the stall and go home.

Rustic and kind.

"Two, Shangyuan Ankang."

"The little old man also wishes the guest Shangyuan good health."

Amidst the laughter, Lu Li turned around and walked back with a bag of mint leaves.

Miss Qianrui could tell at a glance that he was in a great mood, and a smile could not help but appear on his face: "Mr. Lang, I have changed my mind."

"Take it." Lu Li boldly tore off half of the sheet.

Seeing this, the black-maned horse neighed not to be outdone, and wanted to taste it too.

"Lang Jun..."

"Nothing, my mount is quite special, it can drink and eat meat."

At first Qianrui thought Lu Li was joking, until she witnessed the black-maned horse swallowing half of the pancake in one gulp.

"Let's go, today we don't want to talk about seeing all the flowers in Chang'an, but we also want to visit Dongshi."

"Slave to accompany Mr. Lang."

"Can you recommend any places of interest?"

"Lang Jun is not familiar with Chang'an? There are Baqiao Fengxue, Qujiang, and Zhongnan Mountain in the distance, and Xingqing Palace and Leyouyuan are nearby. It can be said that there are beautiful scenery everywhere."

However, the most famous one is actually Pingkang Square, where Hakama from Kyoto often came to visit, and Jinshi of the first rank also visited it with famous red paper, so it is called the place of "Merry Souze".

And there are not only young ladies who are good at singing and dancing, but also Baotang Temple, Yanghua Temple, and the largest polo field in Chang'an City, which occupies an eighth of an area, and is next to Princess Changning's residence.

Of course, along the way, the ones who impressed Lu Li the most were those Chang'an rangers, um, with long swords hanging from their waists, dressed in gaudy clothes, like a frivolous slut, staring at Qianrui who was disguised as a man. Whistles from time to time.

It's a good thing they weren't too careless, otherwise Lu Li would single-handedly teach them how to behave, and they wouldn't be held accountable by the government afterwards.

The third-rank Daliqing has the confidence to talk to anyone.

"Lang Jun, the east and west cities are not open yet, have you figured out where to go next?"

"No hurry, let's fill up our stomachs first."

Looking past the side of the road, a stall selling Korean food came into view: a pot of oil, a pot of soup, a pot of clear soup, and four tables. Coincidentally, several diners had just left together to make room.

"Fu Yuanzi, my favorite food."

There was no Lantern Festival made of glutinous rice in the Tang Dynasty, so eating Fuyuanzi on the Lantern Festival was the correct answer. Naturally, Lu Li would not reject this special delicacy, and agreed with a smile.

When they arrived at the stall, a waiter wiped the table and asked, "What do the guests want to eat? We have mutton soup Hoto, mutton in a water basin, floating yuanzi, fire moths, and silk cages."

"Fu Yuanzi, two copies." Qianrui smiled like a flower.

Before Lu Li could speak, she said again, "Moth wants two."

It was the first time for the man to see such a delicate and charming girl, and he was stunned for a long time before realizing that he had lost his composure, so he hurriedly agreed, "What do you two want, Fu Yuanzi?"

"Nanzao."

After saying that, a pair of clear eyes fell on Lu Li, "Where is your husband?"

"Same."

In this way, Lu Li's first breakfast in Datang has already been set: half a piece of mustard cake, floating yuanzi, and moth.

Among them, Fuyuanzi is the most delicious, and it is also the most similar to Yuanxiao. Dried fruits with five kernels, bacon, and fresh vegetables can all be used as fillings. Fry three or five times.

The surface is golden and crisp, and the filling is sweet and hot, with a tangy aroma.

"Happy here, don't think about Sichuan." Lu Li, who was sixty percent full, ordered a bowl of mutton in a water basin, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

What is life?

There are no hell-level exams, no intrigue, no competition with others, eat, drink, play, have fun, go wherever you want, buy whatever you want.

On the side, Qianrui thought he was complaining about his busy schedule, so she smiled and expressed her relief.

No class tomorrow, three shifts.

ps. As long as the situation permits, there will be three shifts this month, but if there are too many classes, there will be two shifts to guarantee the bottom line