Chai Cuiqiao asked: "Then he will come over in the afternoon?"
"I don't care if he comes or not."
Li Ang said casually: "Okay, you go and get two hundred coins from the box, and I'll go out."
"It's ready, here it is."
Chai Cuiqiao smiled slightly, took out a plain-colored cloth bagged wallet and handed it over.
Li Ang nodded approvingly, "That's very considerate. I'll buy some fruit for you later."
"I want Fenghua peaches! The kind with white skin. I saw that the Baguo Zhai on the corner had new ones a few days ago."
Chai Cuiqiao's eyes blinked, flashing with a premeditated light, and she took a sip of saliva, "A two-and-a-half-inch-sized one only costs five cents. One or two is enough for a dinner. There is also Haizhou.
The mulberries cost three cents a bunch. Oh, and there are also pomegranates, but they cost fifteen cents each, which is too expensive. Let’s buy some dumplings.”
Dumplings are a kind of candy made by fermenting and saccharifying corn, barley and other grains. You can buy a small piece for a penny and can chew it for a long time. It is the most affordable and high-quality dessert for children.
"Hey, are you going too far?"
Li Ang smiled and rubbed Chai Cuiqiao's hair, put his wallet in his pocket, and went out through the backyard.
As soon as I went out, I heard a surprised voice coming from not far away, "Sunrise?"
Li Ang turned around and saw a well-kept woman in her thirties or forties wearing half-sleeves, carrying a bag and approaching with her maid.
"Aunt Song."
Li Ang smiled and said hello.
Aunt Song, who called him by his nickname, is the shopkeeper of Lanshenglou, a restaurant next door to Baoan Tang. She and Li Ang's mother, Cui Yi, are distant relatives from the same village, and they married to Zhuzhou City one after another.
However, Aunt Song's husband died young, leaving behind an orphan and a widowed mother. Aunt Song ran a restaurant while raising her son Song Shaoyuan, during which the Li family helped her a lot.
The two parties are both distant relatives and neighbors. They have a good relationship with each other and can be regarded as half of Li Ang's aunt.
When Mr. and Mrs. Li passed away four months ago, Aunt Song also helped organize the funeral. Otherwise, with the high funeral prices in this era, the Li family would not even be able to save twenty guan in the end.
"Ri Sheng, are you going out?"
"yes."
Li Ang nodded and said: "Buy some new tea and send it to Mr. Liu Xuan."
Pu Liuxuan, a professor at Zhenzhou Prefecture where Li Ang studied, was also a close friend of Li Hanquan.
"Hey, what new tea do you want to buy? I have it at home."
Aunt Song waved her hand and directed the maid next to her: "Luyi, go to the restaurant's warehouse and get two cans of Qujiang flakes."
"Auntie, you really don't need it."
Li Ang was quite helpless. Qujiang thin slices are a famous brand of tea and are expensive. Even if they are not a tribute grade for the royal family, the middle and lower grade Qujiang thin slices cost five or six hundred yuan per catty, which is completely out of the scope of Li Ang's consideration.
Aunt Song shook her head and said: "Whatever is useful or not belongs to the family. That kid Shaoyuan went on a mountain tour with his friends again. He is about to take the provincial exam. He is not concentrating on his studies at all. I have to teach him a lesson when I get back. Wait.
You can also send his share to sir later."
"Brother Song is outstanding in his studies in the state, and he ranks first in the exams every time. He will definitely pass the provincial examination this year and come back. Traveling around the mountains and rivers should relax your mind."
Aunt Song's son, Song Shaoyuan, has a simple and generous personality, is friendly, and has a quick mind. He is a famous figure in Zhenzhou Prefecture School and a popular candidate for this provincial examination.
Li Ang and Aunt Song chatted nonstop, and soon the maid came over with two small ceramic jars tied with red strings.
Aunt Song forced Li Ang to accept it, and then nagged him for a long time as an elder, telling Li Ang to study hard in the future and not to live up to his parents' expectations.
When Li Ang left, Aunt Song looked at his back and remembered the time when she lost her husband. She was deeply moved by the scene. She took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes and whispered: "Oh, it's really hard for this child, alone."
Maintaining the family business..."
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"Hu cakes, sesame cakes, steamed cakes, five cents each!"
"Selling mash, mash, a bowl costs seven cents."
"Biro, Cherry Biro, Pear Biro, Apple Biro..."
"The smooth Yi Diao Hu rice, the fragrant Jindai soup. The new noodles come to the market nearby, and the juice is juicy and delicious..."
Li Ang was walking on the street carrying two cans of Qujiang flakes, listening to the loud shouts of vendors along the street.
The steamed cakes are round on top and flat on the bottom, which are the steamed buns in my memory, and the fermented glutinous rice is the sweet rice wine. As for the bilo, it is a shaomai-shaped pie. The meat is added for salty taste, the fruit is added for sweetness, and there is even crab roe biro.
If the egg yolk is perfect, everything can be perfect.
Diaohu rice is a rice cooked with wild rice, and Jindai Geng is a soup made with water shield.
Using a poem by Du Gongbu, a poet of this dynasty, to advertise, it can be seen that the small vendor is quite pursuing elegance, but the last two sentences "New noodles come to the market" are actually another poem by Du Gongbu, "Locust Tree Leaves are Cold"
"Tao" refers to Lengtao cold noodles made from Sophora japonica leaf juice and flour. The color is green and resembles jade. It can be cooled down by using cold water to relieve the heat.
The Jianshui River is the main artery of the city. In addition to mobile vendors selling cooked food, the streets along the river also sell fruits and sundries.
Li Ang, who had not been out for a long time, listened to the sounds of hawkers, the sounds of carriages and horses, the clatter of bowls and chopsticks, smelled the moist vapor and the aroma of food after the early morning rain, felt the breeze blowing on his face, and could not help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, taking in the bustling scene in front of him and his memory.
commercial pedestrian streets overlap.
He reached out to grab a falling willow leaf from the air, held it with one hand and put it to his mouth and blew it gently, stopping from time to time to say hello to the neighbors and acquaintances on the street.
"Dang Dang Dang——"
The distant and sonorous bells rang from the north. The shop assistants on the inside of the street stopped their work one after another and went to the counter to ring their own copper bells. The vendors along the river on the outside of the street also took out their copper bells and started ringing.
Even cargo ships traveling on the Jianshui River have bells hung on the bows rang by the boatmen.
The Yu State divided a day into twelve hours, Zi, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu and Hai, which corresponded to the twenty-four hours of a day in Li Ang's memory.
Zichu is at 23:00, Zizheng is at 24:00, Chouchu is at 1am, and Chou is at 2am.
At this moment, the bell that resounds throughout the entire city of Zhenzhou is rang by the Haotian Taoist Temple. At what time and how many times do the bells ring? And all the people at home in the city ring at Chenzheng (8 a.m.) and Xuzheng (evening).
8 o'clock), and also ring their own copper bells and bells along with the bells.
As for why?
For thousands of years, this has been the case in all countries and places in the world within the coverage of Haotian Sect. As time went by, no one asked.
heard, seemed, seemed,
The bell that rings like a thunderbolt every day not only tells the time, but also has the function of driving away evil spirits...
But do demons really exist in this world?
Li Ang calmed down his smile slightly, put away the willow leaves, and silently quickened his pace.
If there really is an evil spirit, will he be recognized as an evil spirit after awakening the memory of another world?
This chapter has been completed!