Chapter Fourteen: The Holy Lord Travels in Microservices
It’s the first day of September, the air is crisp and the air is crisp, it’s a beautiful sunny day.
The Holy Lord put aside all worries and left the palace to relax, oh, to be precise, it was to understand the sentiments of the people.
The group of people set off from the palace at the end of the day and drove the carriage to Nanhua Gate first. They pretended to be looking for relatives and searched all the way to West Street.
The Imperial City of Shangjing is built from the north to the south, so the layout of Shangjing is basically the rich in the north, the rich in the east, the poor in the south, and the poor in the west. The north is surrounded by the imperial city, where officials of fourth grade and above live concentratedly. The east is mostly rich and wealthy families.
Ordinary Beijing officials. To the south are mostly Hualou pubs, which are the best places for men in Beijing to have fun. To the west are many workshops, where most of the residents are ordinary people, and West Street is the poorest place in Beijing.
A group of eight people wandered around the entire West Street. The Holy Master saw that the houses were neat and the roads were clean, and he was greatly relieved. He also saw that although the people coming and going were basically wearing rough clothes, they were all busy, with happy faces and frequent chatter.
Nodding. After wandering for a long time, the group rested at the Thanksgiving Pavilion.
A strong woman carried a pole and carried two baskets to the Thanksgiving Pavilion. Tian Dazhong saw that although the woman was dressed in commoners, she was clean and tidy, showing a shrewd spirit, so he planned to go forward and chat a few words.
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But I saw the woman put the two baskets side by side and put them on a wooden board. On the wooden board, there was a vivid picture of a cake, and next to it was written "thousand-layer meat sauce cake, eight coins each".
Tian Dazhong had eaten countless foods in Shangjing, but he had never heard of "thousand-layer meat sauce pancakes", so he stepped forward to take a look out of curiosity.
The basket where the mille-feuille cakes are placed is tightly covered with white muslin and feels quite clean.
He thought that he and the Holy Lord had eaten a few pastries in the car, and the guards were running all the way, so they must be hungry. He took out a piece of silver and said: "Auntie, here are six thousand layer cakes."
The woman was shocked. She probably didn't have enough money. Her two baskets of cakes and tea were not worth the money. She said to Tian Dazhong honestly: "Sir, I can't get enough of your money!"
Tian Dazhong put the piece of silver directly into the woman's hand: "Take it, I have a few more questions to ask, let's take it as reward!"
The woman thanked her happily and quickly wrapped six thousand-layer cakes in bamboo leaves for Tian Dazhong. Tian Dazhong took one to study first. It looked like it was baked with corn flour. It was spread very thin, fried to a fragrant aroma, and rolled inside.
With meat sauce, it smells delicious.
He handed it to several guards. The woman was very discerning. She had already opened another basket, took out six bamboo cups from it, and poured six cups of tea to the guards: "Water boiled with lotus leaves, these gentlemen."
Don’t be dissatisfied, it’s not enough to eat, gentlemen, you can take this basket of food.”
Tian Dazhong chatted with the woman: "Auntie, this Thousand Layer Cake of yours looks strange. I have never seen this little old man traveling around with our shopkeeper!"
The woman is also a talkative person: "I just learned this cake. I have it at Xiangrui Building in Beijing."
"Hey! You're quite loud."
"The seasonings used in Xiangrui Lou are exquisite and expensive, and they can't be compared to those here, but the cooking method is the same."
"Auntie, you stole a teacher from Xiangrui Tower. Aren't you afraid that people will come to your door?" Tian Dazhong teased the woman.
The woman hurriedly explained: "Where is it stolen? You don't know, sir, there was an earthquake in July, the whole West Street collapsed! The shopkeeper of Xiangrui Tower is a great benefactor, and he gave away thousands of thousand dollars on the first day."
Layer cakes were brought over. Later, many wealthy families in Beijing set up charity sheds and cooked meals for the working people every day. I was lucky and learned how to help cook, so I thought about setting up a stall to earn some subsidies.
Household use.”
"There was an earthquake in July? No wonder the whole West Street is different from before. We have been wandering around for a long time and still can't find our father's relatives!"
"Sir, are you looking for a relative? What's his name? Maybe I know him."
Tian Dazhong had already checked the registration at the Ministry of Household Affairs: "She is an old lady in her sixties, with a mole the size of a soybean on her neck. She has a long and thin face and narrow eyes. Her husband's surname is Gao."
"Grandma Gao, I have a grandson who is about six or seven years old."
"Yes, yes!" Tian Dazhong looked ecstatic and quickly called to the Holy Master who was looking at the merit monument: "Shopkeeper, we found the person!"
The Holy Lord was looking at the words on the merit stele. The first were the four princes' palaces, all of which donated 50,000 silver, followed by the thirteen princes' palaces, all of which donated 40,000 in silver.
He acted very cooperatively, turned around hurriedly, and asked the woman impatiently: "Auntie, where is this person? Please take me to meet him."
The woman sighed: "Mr. Gao, please express your condolences. Grandma Gao, grandma and grandson are all gone! When the earthquake happened, our family and Grandma Gao's family were crushed to pieces. Grandma Gao, grandma and grandson, as well as my mother-in-law and eldest aunt, were all crushed to pieces.
The lower part was so bruised when it was dug out that it could no longer be saved. I pity my eldest aunt, the baby in her belly is already six months old!"
This woman happened to be Lu's second daughter-in-law, and the two large houses that the Lu family moved to were right next to the Thanksgiving Pavilion.
Lu Er's daughter-in-law thought that this place was close to Southwest Square and there were many people coming and going every day, so she tried baking ten thousand-layer meat sauce pancakes and selling them. The supply was in short supply for several days. She simply asked Lu Er to make a selection for her.
She bakes fifty thousand-layer meat sauce pancakes and boils a bucket of tea every day. After deducting the cost, she can earn more than one hundred yuan every day. She is lucky today. The piece of silver Tian Dazhong gave her is worth more than half of her monthly income.
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She watched Master Tian Dazhong and his servant burst into tears together, and comforted her: "Master, people cannot be resurrected after death, and Mrs. Gao will be very happy when she knows that Master Tian has come here to look for their ancestors and grandchildren. Their ancestors will be very happy."
Sun’s tablet is in Fayuan Temple, and I can go there to pay my respects."
The Holy Lord wiped away his tears and thanked Lu's second daughter-in-law, then was supported by Tian Dazhong into the carriage and left.
Tian Dazhong fanned the Holy Lord's eyes: "Master, why are you crying so seriously? What's wrong with your eyes?"
The Holy Master patted Tian Dazhong's pig's trotters and said: "You know nothing, you can do all the tricks!"
Tian Dazhong huddled aside and said, "Master, let's go to Xiangrui Building to eat and watch a show."
The Holy Lord wiped his wrinkled face, which was full of tears just now, and smiled like a very yellow chrysanthemum with many petals: "When I think of Xiaoman, I am so moved!"
Tian Dazhong, who knew the Holy Master well, expressed deep sympathy for him: His master's body and bones have become increasingly weak in the past two years, and he is easily exhausted. Now he has a lustful heart, a bold mind, and no lustful "power". He can only live with his eyesight.
But then again, even when the Holy Lord was invulnerable and powerful, he was still pretending and never really indulged in female sex. But a fool who thought he was the favorite in the harem and even the queen didn't look down on him was still stupid.
It is ridiculous to foolishly think that Israel will be favored by the Holy Lord for a long time!
Tian Dazhong brought back his thoughts that were far away from the topic, and talked eagerly to the Holy Master about how good the wine, food, dance, opera, etc. in Xiangrui House were. The master and servant laughed and laughed straight to their destination.