MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 22 Hairpin

  Chapter 22 Hairpin

   "There are so many people."

   "Dragon Boat Festival after all."

   As night fell and the lights came on, Li Ang and Chai Cuiqiao were walking along the riverside streets.

In the middle of the road is a group of men in red clothes and red hats. They hold a dragon dance chariot connected by benches and tied with colored paper lanterns outside. Various gestures.

   This is Xinliangshe, the Dragon Cart of the Rice Shop.

  There are many kinds of mutual aid clubs in the country of Yu. Every city has rice clubs, brocade shops, and gold and silver clubs. Behind Xinliangshe is the dragon carriage of the wine club. Besides the same bench shape, each of the four dragon claws also holds a lantern in the shape of a wine pot, which looks lifelike.

  Dozens of dragon-dancing dragon chariots, accompanied by the lively drum music, led the citizens to march from north to south on both sides of the Weishui River.

   "Old man, please bring me two fried dumplings."

  Li Ang stopped in front of the food stall, smiled and paid for two fried dumplings—that is, sesame balls.

  Glutinous rice flour and water are made into a spherical shape, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and fried in a pan. It is crispy, crispy and delicious, just like the taste of campus breakfast in memory.

   It is said that eating Jiandui is an ancient custom. Nuwa was exhausted in order to mend the sky, and the newborn people on the ground were worried about loving Nuwa, so every family made spherical fried dumplings with flour, tied red strings, and placed them on the roof to mend the sky.

  ‘This can be regarded as the most authentic millennium delicacy, the production process and taste have not changed at all, even the stuffing is the same. '

   Li Ang ate the hemp **** in a paper bag, glanced at Chai Cuiqiao, who was teary and resentful, and the corner of his mouth smiled again.

   After all, the little maid still overestimated her appetite. She ate too many zongzi for dinner, and she almost couldn't walk.

  'Let you eat so much for dinner. '

  Li Ang smiled, turned around and bought four more sesame **** from the food stall, and said casually while walking: "I can't eat it now, so as not to eat too much. I'll fry it again when I go back at night."

"Great!"

   Chai Cuiqiao waved her small fist, suddenly shortened the length of her steps, and accelerated her walking frequency. It seemed that she was walking fast, and she kept making the sound of "hey, hey, hey".

   Li Ang was confused, "What are you doing?"

   "Walk fast to speed up digestion."

Chai Cuiqiao walked up and down in front of Li Ang solemnly, felt tired again after just a few dozen steps, supported the willow tree by the river and sighed: "The amount of exercise is really great, maybe this is the marathon you mentioned, young master. "

   "Pull your head up. You're almost a marathon."

  Li Ang patted his forehead helplessly and amusedly, and followed Chai Cuiqiao's gaze to the Weishui River below the river bank.

  There are many pleasure boats sailing on the river, with lanterns hanging on the four corners of each boat. Through the thin curtain, you can hear the elegant silk and bamboo music, the sound of toasting and laughing and talking from inside.

There was a burst of children's laughter like silver bells from behind, a group of children with rice wine on their foreheads shuttled between the gaps of the dragon-shaped floats, with duck eggs connected by colored threads hanging on their chests, stopping from time to time to play with straw buckets—two Each side takes a piece of grass, hooks each other, and pulls it hard. The one who keeps it wins, the one who breaks it loses, and finds another grass.

  Same as after a thousand years.

  Looking at the lights of thousands of houses,

  In Li Ang's mind, vague and chaotic memories emerged, which in turn produced violent and complicated emotions.

  Happy, sad, sad, and lonely

  Thousands of years passed, the food was the same, the festivals were the same, and the customs were the same, but he couldn't find anyone to confide in the thousands of words he had hidden in his heart.

   "Master, what's the matter?"

   "It's nothing, let's go, the dragon boat is ahead."

  Li Ang waved his hands with a smile, averted his eyes from looking at the deep river, and continued walking forward with Chai Cuiqiao.

  Thanks to Xuegong for improving iron pot forging, vegetable oil extraction and spice planting techniques, at food stalls along the street, Li Ang also saw a lot of delicacies similar to the snacks of later generations.

  Fried squid, fried pigeon, fried chestnut, chicken skewers

  The price is a little more expensive than ordinary snacks.

  Both because of today's festival, and because of the addition of more spices.

Li Ang, who had dozens of sticks left at home, finally experienced the joy of freedom of snacks. He bought more than a dozen bags of snacks, but he couldn't hold them in his hands, so he asked the store to find a thin rope, wrap them through oiled paper bags, and carry them away. .

When he passed by a jewelry stall, he glanced at the old hairpin on Chai Cuiqiao's head, his heart moved, he stopped, pointed to a beautifully crafted copper peony hairpin, and said to the old woman behind the jewelry stall: "Old man Man, please give me this hairpin"

   "Grandma, how do you sell this hairpin?"

  Almost at the same time, a thin little finger also pointed to the copper hairpin.

Li Ang turned his head to look, and saw that the hairpin he was looking at was a little girl about nine years old. Standing next to her was a woman in her thirties who was wearing a mid-priced skirt. She had a soft and well-maintained face. pregnant.

  Li Ang smiled and cupped his hands, "Did you buy it for yourself?"

"no."

  The little girl approached her mother a little embarrassedly, "My mother hasn't bought jewelry for a long time. I saved a hundred coins and want to buy one for my mother."

  Li Ang nodded, "I see."

  The little girl's mother smiled and asked, "Is Mr. Xiao Lang going to buy it for his sweetheart?"

   "No, it's my little maid."

  Li Ang waved his hand with a smile, and grabbed to the side, but it was in vain—Chai Cuiqiao hid to the side, puffed up his mouth inexplicably, and looked at the starry sky angrily.

   "Maid? Then, if you want it, Xiao Lang-kun, I can give it to you."

   Before the little girl's mother finished speaking, there was a surprise cry from behind the crowd, "Doctor Li?"

  Looking back, Li Ang saw Shad's third younger brother who had Guinea worm, squeezed out of the crowd with a few guys, and trotted over with surprise on his face.

  They were all wearing half-sleeved dresses, with their own business names embroidered with white thread on their chests, and they knew at a glance that they were going to participate in tonight's dragon boat race.

   "Sha Saburo."

   Li Ang cupped his hands, "Is your brother better?"

   "It's much better. After returning home, he has no dizziness, vomiting, or diarrhea. And we followed your doctor's advice and didn't let him drink realgar wine today."

  Shad’s third brother replied: “Tonight I brought a few guys to the dragon boat race, thinking about coming back with the first prize, so as to bring good luck to my elder brother.”

  Li Ang smiled and nodded, "Then I wish you all the best."

   "Doctor Li?"

  The girl in Ruqun and her daughter blinked curiously, "Is Xiao Lang a doctor?"

   "Of course! Doctor Li Xiao of Baoantang is the best doctor in Jiangnan Province in Quanzhou, no."

  Before Li Ang introduced himself, the third brother Sha De next to him patted his chest and said, "He saved my elder brother's life.

   There are also military horses of the Supervisor of Animal Husbandry, and hundreds of people in the city have broken bones.

  Little doctor, what do you say in the advertisement of your security hall?

  Which one is better at curing all diseases, look for Baoantang on the west bank of Weishui Bridge.

  I'm not bragging, I'm just a passer-by, I just think that Dr. Li's medical skills are superb. "

  (end of this chapter)