meaning of aurora

Chapter 40
Nie Guangyi's mind went down.

He found that his IQ was doubtful.

Greetings like "Hello Ex-Girlfriend" can advance, attack, retreat, or defend, how lethal is it?

As soon as these words came out, how could she be so suave?

This is clearly by design.

Nie Guangyi is also very confident.

You said it yourself, because you broke up with Young Master Ben that caused Young Master Ben to lose control of his emotions.

This young master turned you around like this, can you still turn your face on the spot?
Embarrassment, as long as everyone is together, it has nothing to do with Mao.

Embarrassment is worse than embarrassment alone.

Nie Guangyi is really weird!

Why did he somehow become polite as soon as he met Brother Zong's eldest daughter, as if he had a brain problem.

The unrestrained and unrestrained [Hello Ex-Girlfriend] is gone.

The extremely deliberate [Girl What a Coincidence] is here.

That's it, such a classic greeting, still not being laughed to death by the girl?
"What a coincidence."

Meng Xinzhi smiled lightly, Rong Yao Qiuju, Huamao Chunsong.

She asked aloud: "Do you want to ask again, what kind of food are the restaurants on Bianjing City Street selling? Are there any delicious snacks in the "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"?"

Nie Guangyi was stunned.

Does he have it?
Even in the deepest part of my heart?

Counting from the time when he was covered with a green hijab, did "Surfing the River During the Qingming Festival" ever break into his mind inadvertently, even for a thousandth of a second?

Nie Guangyi's answer is no.

But is this answer still important?
Compared with the real mental journey, the food in "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" is simply a gift from heaven.

Nie Guangyi was curious: "How can a girl always have the ability to not embarrass people?"

Nie Guangyi was only going to think about this in his heart, but because of the downtime, he said it directly.

People give you a step down, but you insist on climbing to the sky.

If you fall to your death, the insurance company will sue you for fraudulent insurance.

Nie Guangyi cleared his throat unnaturally, and responded a few beats later: "Yes. Miss, have you seen it before?"

"I've seen it." Meng Xinzhi responded naturally: "Walking on the streets of Bianjing, you can't actually see anything sold in restaurants. You can see everywhere on the street, not snacks, but drinks."

"Yinzi? It's for drinking, right? This is what you little girls like. Zisu Yinzi, Chenxiang Yinzi, Ophiopogon Yinzi, Cardamom Yinzi are similar to today's Internet celebrity milk tea, right? ?”

"That's not necessarily the case. Didn't Su Dongpo still drink Ophiopogon japonicus with his own hands?" Meng Xinzhi looked at Nie Guangyi and said further: "In today's online celebrity milk tea shops, there are no fewer boys than girls, right?"

"That's true." Nie Guangyi opened his mouth and said, "[A pillow of cool breeze costs tens of thousands of dollars, no one is willing to buy Beichuangmian. Happy and stomach-warming winter drink, I know it's Dongpo's own cooking.]"

Meng Xinzhi is more comfortable with and prefers this way of chatting.

Nie Guangyi read this poem about Su Dongpo making Yinzi, which aroused Meng Xinzhi's interest: "Do you remember that in "A Picture of Shanghe During the Qingming Festival", there is a long-lived Wang Yuanwai's family?"

"Remember, it's a hotel, not Wang Yuanwai's home. The location is quite inconsistent with Yuanwai's home. The main reason is the word [long stay]." Nie Guangyi's memory has always been online.

"Yes, on the left side of the hotel, there are two large open umbrellas, and there are small signs like [Yinzi] and [Xiangyinzi] under the umbrellas."

Mengxin began to count the drinks that appeared in her dream: "Ginger honey water, sugarcane water, licorice soup, lychee paste, cold water mung beans, bayberry thirsty water, five flavors thirsty water, ice and snow cold yuanzi, raw pickled water papaya , sugar mung bean licorice ice cold water..."

"You mean, in your dream, you have been to the residence of the prince who lived for a long time?" Nie Guangyi's focus is different from that of Meng Xinzhi.

"I was pushing Wang Ximeng out of the house next to Zhao Taicheng's house."

Meng Xinzhi explained, "It's equivalent to entering the picture from the leftmost side of the picture scroll."

Nie Guangyi briefly recalled: "Zhao Taicheng's home is a medicine store, right?"

"That's right." Meng Xinzhi started a new topic: "This clinic has been controversial since the outermost signboard."

"I haven't heard of that." Nie Guangyi asked, "What's the controversy?"

"It's mainly because of the age, and the original characters are relatively dense, so I can't read them clearly." Meng Xinzhi said, "The sign on the right [Zhenfang Jixiang Pill] is not too controversial, and the sign on the left is controversial. It's bigger."

"The signboard on the left is [Dali Zhongwan Medical Stomach Medicine], right?" Nie Guangyi answered.

Meng Xinzhi didn't answer right away, but looked at Nie Guangyi inquisitively.

"What's wrong?" Nie Guangyi asked.

"There are many online editions and even encyclopedias, which are annotated as [Emperor Physician's Pills for Stomach Medicine], and [Dali Zhongwan Pills for Stomach Cold]. Not only domestic debates are endless, but many foreign scholars You also have your own considerations. Why do you seem so determined?"

"I looked at it with a magnifying glass." Nie Guangyi said.

"Have you read the full volume of "Along the River During the Qingming Festival"?" Meng Xin was so envious, "The "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" will not be on display for much time!"

"I went there on the 90th anniversary of the founding of the Palace Museum. Before that, this painting had not appeared in the public's field of vision for ten years. At that time, I lined up with nearly 1 people. The scene was spectacular."

"Envy in capital letters! I was just in the first year of high school at that time, and I didn't even have a vacation if I wanted to go." Meng Xin's envy was directly expressed.

"What's the matter? You're not going to get your hair up soon. In a few years, it will be the 100th anniversary of the Palace Museum. It must still be exhibited, right?"

Nie Guangyi tried to comfort him: "Even if you don't exhibit for a hundred years, as long as you don't die for a while, numbers like 110 and 120 are not all alarm calls, they can also be anniversary celebrations."

Nie Guangyi's comfort was definitely sincere.

Whether the listener will be comforted is another matter.

Seeing that Meng Xinzhi's expression was a bit unnatural, Nie Guangyi rarely reined in the precipice, and pulled back the topic: "Did you see it more clearly in the dream? The outermost sign on the left is indeed [Dali Zhongwan Medical Doctor] stomach medicine], right?"

"That's right. Dali Zhongwan is the name of a Chinese medicine prescription, and it can correspond to Jixiang Wan."

Meng Xinzhi didn't seem to hear what Nie Guangyi said just now, and then responded softly: "Going forward to Zhao Taicheng's house, there is Wang Yuanwai's house on the right hand side, and you will see the parasol selling Yinzi first. "

Nie Guangyi doesn't care about Yinzi, he cares more about wine shops: "If I remember correctly, is Sun Yang Zhengdian opposite to Wang Yuan's house? At that time, only the main shop could make wine and sell it, right?"

"That's right. All the wine sold in the foot shop needs to be [wholesale] from the main shop." Meng Xinzhi further explained: "Sun Yang's main shop is not in the same direction as the drink booth. The drink is on the side, and Sun Yang The store is facing the long-lived Wang Yuanwai's house."

"Then you are fake..." Nie Guangyi corrected him in the middle of blurting out: "I just want to ask, which one of the studios on the first floor of your aurora is decorated according to the style in the picture? Fishing in the room, such a strange idea?"

"It's the house on the left of Zhao Taicheng's medicine store."

"Isn't Zhao Taicheng's clinic already the far left of the screen?"

"No." Meng Xinzhi said, "There is a house with an open door next to it, built by the water, and that is Wang Ximeng's home."

"Live next to the pharmacy? The center of Bianjing city is full of shops, and there are very few homes, right?"

"There are also." Meng Xinzhi said: "But they are all the kind of bunk in the front and the house in the back. There are really few houses like Ximeng's house that only live in people."

Nie Guangyi thought for a while: "This is equivalent to using the best part of the Bund, the one with the best scenery, for home use."

Meng Xinzhi answered: "Hearing what you said, it is indeed a bit extravagant."

"Wang Ximeng's family is the richest?" Nie Guangyi inevitably had such doubts.

"There is no such background in the dream. According to Xi Meng, it is because he grew up soaked in medicine jars since he was a child, so he has to live next to the best doctor in the city."

"What's wrong with Wang Ximeng?"

"Heart disease." Meng Xinzhi replied: "In modern times, it's actually not serious at all, and it can be cured with an operation. At that time, no one thought he could survive. If only Ximeng could live a few more years. , there must be more than one "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" left behind."

"Do you know where the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is painted? I once read a book, saying that it painted the big and small Hanyang peaks of Lushan Mountain, the Four-fold Waterfall, Xilin Temple; and Shizhong Mountain at the mouth of Poyang Lake. There are still seven or eight or eight places.”

"With Ximeng's body, how could he have traveled so far? "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is his imagination from beginning to end. The farthest door he has traveled is the city of Bianjing that I pushed him to revisit."

"That's right." Nie Guangyi brought the topic back to his own point, "After all, do you want to tell me that you walked in Bianjing City, but you don't know what delicious food is on the street? .That’s what it means.”

"That's not true. You asked me before, what kind of food is being sold in restaurants, and whether there are delicious snacks all over the street. I really didn't notice these two. Restaurants have thresholds, and I can't get in even with a wheelchair However, at that time, there were still a few shops in Bianjing City with only a roof and no walls. Those two were bakeries. Although they also had steps, they were relatively low, and they could go up with a wheelchair. It doesn't affect the experience either. You can watch the store make and eat it."

"Cake shop? What kind of bakery?" Nie Guangyi asked

"The cake shop in the Song Dynasty is our modern noodle shop. Cake is the collective name for noodles in the Song Dynasty. Those with soup and water are called [soup cakes], and then there are oil cakes, mustard cakes, steamed cakes, and sugar cakes... Anyway, they are all kinds of cakes. All kinds of pasta." Meng Xinzhi made a little science popularization.

"Didn't there be noodles in "Tokyo Menghualu"? I remember that there are raw soft sheep noodles, Tongpi noodles, and Jilu noodles from Dafan Restaurant; there are pork noodles and Dalong noodles from Sichuan Restaurant; and Nanshi Shopkeeper: Tongpi cooked noodles, I want to try all of these.”

Nie Guangyi's mouth suddenly secreted a lot of saliva, and his stomach reminded him at this time that he hadn't eaten or drank since he got on the plane.

He wants to eat noodles now, but only eats noodles from the Song Dynasty.

Big noodles, chicken noodles, fish skin noodles, pork and sheep noodles, fried noodles with salt, bamboo shoots and pork noodles, shrimp noodles...

"I'm not good at cooking. If you're interested in these things, you can ask my dad later." Meng Xinzhi said with a sweet smile, "My dad is the best at studying food in classics."

"Really? Xiao Shizi is too." The more Nie Guangyi thought about it, the hungrier he became, and the more he was hungry, the more normal he became. The son-in-law studied the delicacies in the classics together."

As soon as the words came out, Nie Guangyi, who was too normal, realized his problem.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him.

He even forgot that he was a fear of flying.

After flying for so many years, this was the first time he was on a plane and felt hungry.

In the past few years, under the spirit of high tension, not to mention not eating or drinking for more than ten hours on the plane, after getting off the plane, I have to relax for most of the day.

"Is the little Shizi you're talking about Cheng Nuo's boyfriend?" Meng Xinzhi asked.

"No no no no no, I'm talking about a cook who is very good at cooking classical cuisine. I'll introduce you to him another day."

"Thank you, no need." Meng Xinzhi refused.

"Ah? Why?" Nie Guangyi was guilty of a thief, and there was no silver 300 taels here: "I'm really not talking about that little son Xuan Shi."

"It doesn't matter." Meng Xinzhi did not refute Nie Guangyi, but gave her own standard: "Ayi may like someone who cooks delicious food for her, but for me, I probably only like people who resonate spiritually. Yes. From childhood to adulthood, I don't care much about food."

"Don't people live to eat?"

Nie Guangyi couldn't agree with Meng Xinzhi's statement: "Ayi you mentioned is your sister, right? Then maybe I should make a pair with her."

Nie Guangyi is probably really normal.

Otherwise, how could he be either dying, or on the way to dying.

"Ah, that, girl, don't get me wrong, I don't want to offend your sister by saying that, she's still so young, right, I..."

This is wrong, say it again.

Nie Guangyi continued to make love: "No, what I mean is that I am already a celibate, and I must die alone..."

Meng Xinzhi raised her head and looked at Nie Guangyi quietly.With eyes that are not stained with a trace of dust, he blocked Nie Guangyi's unspoken "most authoritative" explanation.

Nie Guangyi was at a loss for words.

He can selectively give up the language function if he can keep his mouth shut without embarrassment.

"Are there any museums in Rome that are worth visiting?" Meng Xinzhi asked.

The girl who will never be embarrassing has once again saved the overly normal generalized young and old.

"Yes, yes! Vatican Museum." Nie Guangyi started the introduction mode: "You know that the Vatican is a country located in the center of Rome, right? The Vatican Museum has thus become the smallest national museum in the world."

　【Gone with the wind】

　　In the last two chapters, the words used to describe Meng Xinzhi's appearance and temperament are all derived from Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu".

　　I personally think that "Luo Shen Fu" is the pinnacle of describing the beauty of women throughout the ages.

　　As graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming.

　　Every word, every expression is full of imagery.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)