"Ha!" Yan'er laughed fakely, "Then wouldn't you have been eaten alive long ago?"
"No, back then... I was really almost eaten alive. A gangster novel
The two avoided the topic and began to discuss the issue of food.
Yan'er had already known about the abundance of food in Xia Kingdom. But only now did she realize that what she had seen was far from enough.[
"Not only food from Xia Kingdom, but also food from other countries..." Xiaoxiao smiled reservedly: "Although this is an imperial city, there are many outsiders, and they have brought many things, including various foods."
So Yan'er felt envious again, and a little jealous.
So, she turned her jealousy and envy into strength and ordered many dishes at once.
Fortunately, the kitchen probably knew that there were only two people dining here, so although there were many varieties, the portions were very small. Although I was 100% full, there was no waste.
"You have a good cook." Yan'er praised, and moved away from the table, lying in front of the window to enjoy the scenery outside.
Standing high, you can see far. It's only morning outside, not noon yet.
It was already hot summer at this time, and the sun at noon was quite unbearable. Therefore, there were not many people on the way. The few who came up were riding horse-drawn carriages, coming and going very quickly. Or they went directly to a store on the roadside.
…
In fact, as Xiaoxiao said, this street is home to all the delicious food that can be found in the imperial city. Even the skills of the palace chefs, as long as you want to, there is nothing you can't find.
Therefore, everyone who comes here comes to eat. There is no distinction between high and low... It's just that the nobles have a place to eat, and the common people have a place to eat. The two coexist on the same street, but are well separated.
Come on!
"Hey, that person..." Yan'er suddenly pointed to a man walking slowly down below. He seemed to be a scholar. He was carrying a basket on his back. There were many scrolls in the basket. He didn't look very good. "That man..."
What do people do?”
"Selling paintings." Xiaoxiao only glanced at it and immediately had the answer. "There are many people like this. Look..." Xiaoxiao pointed to some restaurants nearby, "Half the street here is full of people coming to dine.
There are many rich and noble people, and there are many people who love arty elegance... These people who are good at painting and calligraphy, or have some literary talent but no talent, like to come here to try their luck. Although these people may not really understand, they will not be stingy...
If you really meet someone with a keen eye for talent, it will be enough to change your life."
Although Xiaoxiao sighed, she still disagreed, "Obviously, there are not many truly talented people."
The country has set up a martial arts test. If you are really talented, you will always have a chance. There is no need to go here... So, although she will not look down on them, she does not think highly of them.
Yan'er didn't know the twists and turns here, but she became curious about the scholar below.
"Can I come up and take a look at his paintings?"
Xiaoxiao was a little surprised, but she didn't refuse. He just gave her another silk scarf. After the two of them put it on, they asked the waiter to go down and call someone.
The man came up quickly and found out that he was selling paintings.
This person is good at painting landscapes, and a basket of paintings are all ink landscape paintings. Some are spectacular landscapes, some are delicate flowers and plants, some are autumn maples and red forests, some are withered grass and yellow leaves, and so on.
"Painter Huang." Yan'er looked at the paintings one by one and asked curiously: "Why are there no people in all your paintings? Is there no one in the painting, or is it arrogant?" [