Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 560
"Other people's spicy crabs are stir-fried and then stir-fried with water and some seasonings. This one is real, fried first and then fried."

Qingli explained the difference of this spicy crab. At this time, oil is a precious thing. After deep-fried, the crab is more crispy, and the outer skin can be eaten directly, and other merchants add some vegetables, potato chips, etc. There are many small pots, but there are not many crabs. This restaurant only has a mixture of crabs and peppers. The price is not expensive and the portion is large.

Several people chatted while eating, what Qingli noticed was a man and a woman not far away, the two people had outstanding looks, they didn't communicate with each other during the meal, their postures were elegant, they didn't seem like they could come to this kind of place, A few people mentioned Fengyang and Pingyang many times just now, and the two of them also stopped their chopsticks and remained silent.

After finishing the meal, he was still sitting in his original position, neither walking nor talking. This scene looked a little strange, Shen Bingyu soon noticed it, so he changed the topic, and mentioned the delicious food in Kyoto. There are many small food shops with reasonable prices and good reputation. Qingli likes the pea yellow of one shop very much. It is sweet but not greasy. She also tried it in a pastry shop, but the result was far from good, so she finally decided to cancel this variety. , You can't hold back your dim sum shop.

Those ancient recipes are kept secret, passed down from generation to generation, they are indeed unique, Qingli has to admit this.Since time travel, relying on the effect of space, she has made some achievements in medical skills, but it is by no means omnipotent. She is helpless for some common diseases such as asthma. There is a medical center in Beijing that specializes in treating asthma. All of them are people from all over Dazhou who heard the news and came to their door. It is really a medicine that cures the disease, it is so magical.

It's a pity that those folk remedies are all secrets that are not passed on. The wisdom of the ancients is infinite, and there are very few things passed down to future generations, because those resources cannot be shared. This is also related to the social system, and she can understand.

In order to earn money, the recipes for cakes and the tricks of batik need to be kept strictly confidential, but Qingli feels that if one day she finds out a way to increase the production in the field, it will be widely spread, just to let Da Zhou The common people can have enough food, and if there is a natural disaster, there will be food in reserve. This is the best wish she has kept in her heart all along. Sometimes when she thinks about it, she feels that she is a bit hypocritical. She is just a person, how can she change so much.

Soon, the small pot of spicy crabs had bottomed out, and Qing Li only took a few mouthfuls. It was really a pleasure to see the second sister Qing Qiang and cousin Mo Qingju eating deliciously. Missing the days when the family was together, she and the third brother would grab food, and every time the second sister would put the meat into her bowl fiercely, and then hit the third brother Mo Zisong on the head with the other side of the chopsticks.

"It's delicious, I must eat it again when I leave, it's enjoyable."

Mo Qingju was full of praise for the spicy crabs. This was the first time she went out shopping, and Kyoto gave her a good impression. There are many foods and they are very real.After seeing that a few people were full, the guy next to him quickly served weak tea and water basins, and asked them to wash their hands and rinse their mouths. Despite the small size of the store, it was quite particular.

"It's not past noon yet, why don't we sit here for a meeting, go out after noon, go straight to Fuyuan Tea House, and listen to the play first at noon?"

Shen Bingyu greeted the waiter to serve some tea and snacks, and several of them sat still, discussing the arrangements for the afternoon, and finally came out once, so as to have a good time.

"Listen to the play, what do you think, Xiaoju?"

Mo Qingqiang turned her head and looked out of the window. There were only people in twos and threes on the road at noon, and most of the shops were closed. There is nothing to go out now, so it is better to stay for a while. Theatrical troupes are also a major feature of Kyoto, which is in the north Fengyang doesn't have any, those shops, rouge and gouache shops, you can come out to hang out when you have time.

"I also want to go to the opera to see what is being sung here in Kyoto. We have been singing "Wu Mei Niang" in Fengyang for more than four years, and there is no change at all."

Mo Qingju pouted, but "Wu Meiniang" is also very good-looking. It tells the story of Wu Meiniang, a nobleman in a brothel, who used silver taels to subsidize a poor scholar. The princess fell in love with her and wanted to be her son-in-law, but the scholar didn't want to. He just wanted to go back and marry Wu Meiniang.One is the sister in the flower building, and the other is the most noble golden branch and jade leaf in the dynasty, what is the comparison?
"Then later, the scholar must have married the princess under coercion."

Qingli has never seen this play, but she thinks this is the most realistic result, if the imperial decree is issued, dare to resist the decree?Zhu Lian Jiu Clan, at that time Yelu Churen, Prince Shan had taken a fancy to her, she avoided it in various ways, in fact, she was afraid of the imperial power, what is above the imperial power?You are not afraid of death, what about your family?Therefore, people always have too many worries. Even Emperor Hongde, who is in the supreme position, cannot keep the two princes. Now he must be troubled by the choice of the prince.

"Not at all!"

Mo Qingju's face was flushed with anxiety. She is still a fan of dramas. When talking about this drama, she was shocked by the laziness after eating and drinking just now. She straightened her back and said, "That princess is simply arrogant. It's unreasonable, people are lovers, how can we break up people?"

"Ahem, cousin, it's not good for you to say that."

Qingli clenched her fists, pretended to put it on her mouth and coughed a few times, but her eyes were fixed on the couple not far away. The ordinary people dared to say that the princess was wrong. Da Zhou didn't have freedom of speech. It's true. Wouldn't he be caught in the government?

"It's what it is. What are you afraid of, little girl? What you're talking about isn't about our Da Zhou."

Mo Qingju blinked her eyes, and it took a while for her to realize that Da Zhou is at the foot of the emperor, so she can't speak without restraint, the emperor of Fengyang Tiangao is far away, it doesn't matter if he closes the door, or scolds Emperor Hongde, anyway, no one knows .

The men and women over there were still sitting silently, Qingli withdrew her gaze, looked at her for a long time, the other party would definitely notice, so she continued the topic, "Then what happened afterwards, the scholar married the princess as his wife, and Wu Meiniang as his concubine ?”

"No, it's not like that."

The second sister, Qing Qiang, took a sip of tea, took the conversation, looked at Shen Bingyu who was fanning herself, and said, "Xiaoyu, when you were in Fengyang last time, didn't you also catch a play?"

During the Chinese New Year this year, some opera troupes stayed in Fengyang City. Mojia Village is already a well-known and wealthy village in Xiaofeng County. The patriarch has a lot of money from the Qingli family. All the money earned has been turned into the family’s fund to support the poor. The Mo family is very united now, so it’s really working in one place. During the Chinese New Year, the patriarch felt that the people in the clan were busy all year. To reward everyone, I invited the theater troupe, people pulled by the village's carriage. At that time, the singing was icy and snowy. People in the nearby villages and towns were all alarmed, and they all moved small benches to watch.The people in the village are also smart. When it was cold, they sold hot tea and tea eggs. After removing the cost, the rest of the money was voluntarily handed over to the clan. No one wanted to take advantage of it. After all, it cost a lot of money to hire a theater troupe.

(End of this chapter)