Tang's dining table

When Yun Chu sat up from the warm Kang, he felt that all the bones in his body were rattling.

The sleep he had last night was the most comfortable sleep he had had in his fourteen years.

The main thing is that you don’t have to think about whether it will be thrown away, whether it will be eaten by wolves, whether it will be killed by Turks who suddenly appear, or someone else.

The tall city walls of Chang'an City gave him a sufficient sense of security, and the people of the same clan everywhere in Chang'an City also gave him a strong sense of security.

Of course, he was also grateful for the pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine he drank during dinner last night, which allowed him to sleep with the gentle aroma until dawn.

It took a lot of effort to pull the legs out of the cotton quilt, because when the legs came out, Naha also came out.

Even when the child was sleeping soundly, he never forgot to hug Yun Chu's legs. What Yun Chu could not bear the most was that his feet were covered in urine stains.

He opened the quilt and took a look, and sure enough, this damn girl had peed on the bed.

Just when he was about to raise his hand to hit, he saw Naha's beautiful big eyes looking at him resentfully.

"Didn't you sleep by yourself last night?"

"I want to sleep with you, what if the wolf comes?"

"There are no wolves in Chang'an."

"have!"

"No!"

"have!"

"Well, even if there is, aren't you already good with the stick? You can beat the wolf."

"I don't think I can beat it."

While the two brothers and sisters were arguing, Mrs. Cui opened the door and walked in, saying to Yun Chu: "Dafang said that at the third watch, the young lady left her room and entered the husband's room. She wanted to hold him back. The lady warned her that if she pulled again, she would be beaten to death with a stick.

It was my concubine who told her not to hold on to the little lady any longer. "

Yunchu was stunned for a moment.

"Can Big Fat talk?"

Before Ms. Cui could explain, a little girl with low eyebrows and sullen eyes appeared from behind Ms. Cui, saluted Yunchu and said, "This slave is a big fat girl."

Yun Chu's face twitched and said: "Who is the second fat man, and who is the third fat man?"

Mrs. Cui smiled and said: "The little lady is kind-hearted and did not give me such a festive name. The rest of the people lined up from Dafei to Shifei."

Yun Chu looked at Naha who wanted to get into the quilt again and whispered: "You have used all the ten numbers I taught you on your family, right?"

Mrs. Cui covered her mouth and smiled: "Actually, such a name is quite good. In these days, it is not easy for servants to gain weight."

Yunchu wiped the urine stains on his feet with Naha and said to Cui, "I'm leaving, you have to clean her up."

Seeing Yun Chu about to get up, Ms. Cui quickly said, "Let's wash up first."

After saying that, he asked the maid Da Fei to bring a basin of water. She washed her feet first before washing her face so early in the morning.

Mrs. Cui took advantage of Yun Chu's feet washing and said, "The young lady gave me this name. Please don't change it."

Yun Chu pointed at the lynx lying on the eaves with only the face of a traitor and said: "That beast is called Big Fat. It's not good to give people random names. I don't care about that here. Just call it whatever it is." name."

Mrs. Cui said: "They didn't have names before. The owner could call them Chun Hua, Qiu Yue, etc. They might as well call them Da Fei, Er Fei. At least now they still have a surname Yun in front of them."

Sir, you don’t have to worry about it, the name given by the lady herself is enough to make them happy. "

Although Yunchu still felt that Naha's behavior was inappropriate, Cui could always find an argument that convinced Yunchu.

Yun Chu himself also observed that whether it was the big fat little maid, the second fat needlework lady, the third fat cook, the fourth fat assistant cook, and the rest of the fat, they seemed to have no complaints and worked hard early in the morning. live.

When I went out, the snow accumulated in the huge Yun family had been swept away.

When Yun Chu went out today, it was for the sake of those unlucky people from the Qiuci Grand Pass Command Yamen.

Their families already know the news that they were killed in battle, but what they don't know is that the dead ghost of their family left them a lot of money.

Yunchu was familiar with the matter of handing over pensions. It was not as simple as simply handing over the money to the widow.

In front of Qian, Yun Chu could see through all kinds of evil and ugly faces.

There are parents who take their son's pension and abandon their daughter-in-law and grandchildren. There are uncles who take the money and abandon their nieces and nephews. Of course, there are also those whose wives take the money and abandon their elderly parents and run away with their children. In short, people's hearts are focused on money. In front of me, it was so ugly that it was not worth dying for.

Of course, there are also heartwarming scenes. At this time, the extra money is meaningful, and the deceased feels that his death was worth it.

There are not many good scenes, but more arguments.

Some families were content to remain silent in front of the officials, and it was common for the officials to leave and have pig brains smashed out of people's heads.

Yun Chu had to fulfill Fang Zheng's instructions first, because his request was the simplest and least involved. He only needed to hand over the money to a woman named Zhi Xia.

When I left home, the snow had stopped, but the sky did not clear up. When I walked out of Jinchangfang, snow began to fall in the sky again, but now what fell was snow powder.

The distance from Jinchangfang in the east to Fengyifang in the west is not very short. It has to pass through eight streets. Taking a carriage was originally a good option. Yunchu gave up riding the carriage and decided to hold an umbrella by himself. Go on foot, so that you can get acquainted with Chang'an City while brewing your emotions.

Fengyifang is right next to Yanping Gate and not far from the West Market. There are many broken rules in Chang'an City. The biggest one is that business is not allowed outside the East and West markets.

Therefore, Fengyifang can only be regarded as a factory area, of which the wine shop is the most famous, and the rest are either vinegar shops or soy sauce shops.

When Yunchu passed by Zhuque Street, he did not expect that a car would pass by at this time. The Jinwu guards stood on both sides of the street, blocking people's passage.

The people of Chang'an seemed to be used to this kind of scene, and they were not impatient. They stood quietly in the snow, waiting for the nobles to leave first.

When Yun Chu saw that the person pulling a cart of hot soup next to him was not in a hurry, he naturally had no reason to be anxious, so he quietly held up his umbrella and prepared to see if any noble people were passing by and needed to block the road.

First of all, there is no need for road closures for princes passing by. The Eight Immortals in the Wine Song said: "Ruyang will face the sky after three fights, and saliva will flow at the mouth of the road." From these two lines of poetry, we know that princes are not qualified to close roads.

However, when Yunchu noticed that people in the distance began to kneel down and worship, he lowered his head to look at his newly made green shirt, then decisively turned around and walked towards the alley. The snow on Zhuque Street had been trampled into black mud. It’s time to kneel down, do you still want this dress?

After getting into the alley, Yun Chu found many people who were unwilling to get their clothes dirty. They all lowered their heads and leaned against the wall.

Seeing this group of people, Yun Chu still felt that since there were nobles from the palace appearing, it would not be a big problem for him to kneel down and worship.

Yun Chu appeared and walked very naturally, and did not attract the attention of these people who did not like to kneel down and worship the powerful.

When passing by the entrance of Guangfufang, Yunchu changed his mind and didn't want to kneel down, so he went straight into Guangfufang.

Guangfufang is a very lively market. Although there is no trading here, Yunchu kindly saw a guy holding a small bag of wheat and exchanging hot biscuits with the people in the biscuit workshop.

It seems that as long as no money is used, it is not a transaction.

Yun Chu held up an umbrella and came to this biscuit workshop. He took a look inside and found that the woman who made biscuits was quite clean, and the man guarding the door had no dirt on his hands. They looked clean, which is the most rare thing. The most interesting thing is that the man knew how to wipe his hands with a rag when serving biscuits to the guests.

Yun Chu took out two big coins, handed them to the man at the door and said, "Can I exchange two copper cakes for two Hu cakes?"

The man's eyes lit up and he immediately said: "It's just right to replace the good copper cake with the good Hu cake."

As soon as the Hu cake was taken out of the stove and placed in Yun Chu's hands, a strong aroma of wheat hit his nostrils.

Just when he was about to bite, the clean woman in the room came out with a white-water sheep's head on a wooden plate and placed it next to the basket holding the biscuits. The sheep's head was steaming hot, and the best thing was that there was a shallow sheep's head on the side. Plate with pepper and salt.

The little woman has a beautiful smile, her eyes are crooked, and there is an indescribable charm and charm in the corners of her eyes.

"Can you put the sheep's head meat into the Hu cakes for me and fill them with five copper cakes?"

The man took Yunchu's Hu cake with a smile, skillfully cut the Hu cake into two halves with a knife and sprinkled a layer of salt and pepper on it. Then he wiped his hands on the rag, not afraid of burning them, and started working his way down from the sheep's head. Tear meat.

"Put the tongue, the sheep's tongue in, and the meat on the cheeks. No fat, no eyeballs. Leave the sheep's brains for you to eat to replenish your brain. Otherwise, I'm worried that you will end up like Wu Dalang in the future."

The man was very deft at what he did. When Yun Chu mentioned Wu Dalang, he asked curiously: "What's wrong with Dalang of the Wu family? Is he talking about his sister entering the palace again?"

I heard that he was not very kind to the girl who entered the palace before. "

Yunchu was stunned by what this man said. He didn't expect that what he knew from history books would be known to everyone in Chang'an.

The two biscuits were bulging. Yunchu asked a man to wrap one biscuit in lotus leaves and hold it in his hand. He also wrapped the other biscuit in lotus leaves, leaving a gap exposed. While the mutton was hot, the biscuits were hot. Mouth, took a hard bite...it tasted really good.

The mutton had a slight odor, but it was covered up by the salt and pepper, leaving only the aroma of the meat. When paired with the piping hot pancakes, it was the best bite of food Yunchu had eaten since coming to Chang'an.

He was not in a hurry to leave, so he stood at the door of the cake shop, eating cakes with meat and talking nonsense to the man.

At this moment, a rush of gongs suddenly sounded on Zhuque Street not far away, followed immediately by a big commotion of shouting for the master.

The man pulled Yun Chu outside the door into the workshop. The wooden board was immediately removed from the door, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. The only other sound was the sound of Yun Chu eating.

"My Lord, can you still eat at this level?"

Yun Chu said vaguely: "The pancakes are delicious, and so is the mutton."

"If it tastes good, you have to look at the time. This is the assassin. The assassin is coming, aren't you afraid?"