On the eve of the moon, the streets of Xin'an County were bustling with people, cars and horses were constantly coming, there was an endless stream of people returning home for reunion, and a bowl of noodle restaurants became lively.
The batch of ice skin moon balls that were tried out before were very popular, especially those with rich families and young ladies. After trying this new product, they sent their wives to order. So Yu Jinnian was not only busy cooking for the guests, but also pinching the moon balls day and night. He only slept for two hours at night, and couldn't open his eyes when he got up early. If it wasn't for Ji Hong's help at the front, it would have been impossible. Tired him down.
At Sishi, all kinds of vendors on the street had already opened up, but Yu Jinnian hadn't forgotten that his family also had a festival at night. The so-called going to the countryside to do as the Romans did, he ran out to buy some melons and fruits when he was free, so that he could sacrifice to the moon at night.
There are also some rules for offering sacrifices to the moon. Incense tables should be set up, red candles should be lit, and tribute plates such as moon cakes, watermelons, grapes, walnuts and melon seeds should be placed on them. The number of servings, as well as the reunion dinner and toast to the moon, in short, it is very busy.
Ji Hong saw that he ran in and out like a little mouse, and he had no time to relax all morning, so he grabbed the boy who ran out to serve food again at the counter, and poured a cup of warm jujube tea: "There is not much at the moment." If you are tired, take a break."
Yu Jinnian was already thirsty, holding the tea bowl and gulping it down, wiped his mouth, smiled and said: "I'm not tired. Ji Hong, you come to the back kitchen, I'll give you delicious food!"
The delicious one he was talking about was the steamed buns with yam and poria cocos in the morning.
Two liang of yam powder and two liang of tuckahoe powder are made into a batter with well water, steamed for a stick of incense, added in sugar and oil, stirred evenly, cooled to make stuffing, and then the dough is made into skin and wrapped into buns, which can strengthen the spleen and stomach .
As soon as Ji Hong followed him into the kitchen, he was stuffed with two hot little steamed buns. They were white, fat, small and exquisite, and they were fluffy and soft. The sweet taste was light but not greasy. Wonderful.
Yu Jinnian packed the moon balls in oiled paper one by one, washed vegetables and cut melons to make side dishes, and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands from time to time.
"Is your eyes uncomfortable?" Ji Hong asked.
"Hmm." Yu Jinnian closed one eye, trying to be more comfortable, "It's okay, I'm a little sore, it should be because I didn't sleep well last night."
Ji Hong didn't respond, he bent down to scoop up a basin of hot water, soaked his hands in the water, took them out and wiped them dry, then quickly walked around behind Yu Jinnian, covered his eyes, and rubbed them gently with his palms: "This way It will be more comfortable."
Yu Jinnian moved subconsciously, but was held down by the man: "Don't move."
Maybe it was because these two words were decisive and powerful, after that he became quiet and stood obediently, enjoying Ji Hong's eye massage.
"When I was young, my second elder brother often did this. It was very useful." Ji Hong's voice came from above his head.
Yu Jinnian is a curious baby. For him, Daxia Dynasty seems to be a huge library of mysteries, waiting for him to explore and discover, but this is only limited to basic necessities of life, housing, transportation, and customs. As for people's right and wrong, he has never been interested in digging and exploring. However, as far as Yu Jinnian is concerned, Ji Hong is an exception. He seems to have fallen from the sky, and he is full of mysteries.
Only a fool would believe the lies that Ji Hong told Erniang. If he was really ransacked by bandits and separated from his family, he should have spread the news to find relatives, instead of staying in the noodle shop begging for nothing. , like a hiding turtle.
Just like the "Second Brother" who only heard of him by name, he only appeared in Ji Hong's dreams in the past, and he didn't even mention it during the day. This is the first time that Ji Hong talked about his second brother. , Yu Jinnian couldn't help but want to say something: "Although I don't know why you left home... But, don't you want to go back and have a look? Today is the reunion festival, so you should go home and have a monthly meal, and meet your second brother ?”
"It's the same wherever you eat moon balls." Ji Hongdao, even if he went back, he would just share moon balls with his servants, not to mention, "Second brother is long gone."
Yu Jinnian blurted out: "Then you want to hide with me for the rest of your life?"
The boy seemed to have opened his eyes, his eyelashes stung his palm like a bug, Ji Hong suddenly hesitated, subconsciously tightened his hand, Yu Jinnian's neck was not made of iron, so he could only lean back with his strength She leaned back and almost leaned on the man, only to hear him say bitterly: "... Mr. Yu hasn't recovered from Ji's illness yet?"
The man's hand tightened tighter and tighter, Yu Jinnian's face turned red from holding back, thinking in his heart that this is because he is too soft to change the torture, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and patted Ji Hong's arm indiscriminately: "Cure it, cure it for a lifetime! His head is going to be broken..."
Only then was Ji Hong satisfied, and he loosened his strength, but still covered the boy's eyes with his hands, and slowly scratched his eyelids a few times with his fingertips, soft.
"Brother Nian?"
A boy with a round face in a flowered dress broke into the back kitchen, saw two people hugging and hugging inside, and turned his back in a jerk: "Oh! Excuse me, excuse me!"
This young fellow was also sold to the Land of Flowers and Willows by Ren Ya, at first he was sold to Shihuayuan, but because of his poor looks, he was moved to Yicui Pavilion, although he also saw a lot of scenes of upside-down phoenixes and phoenixes. Even when she was young, she blushed when she saw two men sticking together. Yicui Pavilion, whatever they called that posture just now... Oh, bird pecking.
It is the benefactors behind and the girls in front. The girls are all petite, and when they lift up their faces, they can just kiss the benefactors.
Yu Jinnian hurriedly pushed away Ji Hong's fingers, and saw the boy hiding outside the kitchen door: "What do you want from me?"
There are rules in the Yicui Pavilion. When the benefactors in the pavilion are looking for pleasure, they can't look directly at the guests, and they have to lower their eyes when they enter and leave. The boy didn't dare to turn his head back, and whispered: "Yicui Pavilion asked me to ask Brother Nian, is the moon group that Miss Xueqiao ordered ready..."
As soon as Ji Hong let go, he let Yu Jinnian run out, put all the side dishes and colorful moon balls into a food box, and handed them to the servant.
The young man took a sneak peek at Yu Jinnian, followed the shadow on the ground and saw a pair of black satin boots in the kitchen, he didn't dare to look up, turned around and said: "The little one has to go to Jiang's Mansion in the east of the city, can you bother Nian?" Brother sent to Yicui Pavilion?"
"This..." Yu Jinnian looked embarrassed when he saw him, so he had no choice but to agree, "Okay, I'll just send it."
After the boy left, Ji Hong came out with a gloomy face: "Going to Yicui Pavilion?"
Yu Jinnian: "Yes."
He was about to leave with the food box, but was pulled by Ji Hong: "Let me go."
"With your body, when will you be able to reach Yicui Pavilion? If you faint halfway, I have to rescue you." Yu Jinnian didn't know what he was struggling with. Besides, with Ji Hong's appearance, he might not have entered yet. Yicui Pavilion was intercepted halfway by girls from other restaurants on Qingliu Street, "I'm quick on my legs, I'll come back as soon as I go!"
"... Well, be careful." Ji Hong said.
Watching Yu Jinnian disappear into the crowd, Ji Hong couldn't help but want to follow. The young man is so naive and ignorant of the world, if he goes to the Yicui Pavilion and sees something he shouldn't see, or is robbed by someone...
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, but his body was weak and he couldn't walk a long distance. Ji Hong crackled the beads, and looked up from time to time to see if the boy had returned.
On Qingliu Street, Yu Jinnian, a good young man who is "naive and ignorant" and "ignorant of worldly affairs", walked into the Yicui Pavilion swaggeringly with a food box on his back, looking around curiously, who would not want to see the red light district of the old society Woolen cloth
In the Yicui Pavilion, there are already a lot of beauty, laughter and joy. Entering the gate, there is a wide hall. There is a song platform in the middle, and the red silk and colorful Luo hang down from the high roof, like smoke and clouds, reflecting the scene in front of you. Colorful.
Brothels and brothels are no different than other businesses, their business is weak during the day, and only at night is a good time for singing, singing and dancing, drunk and dreaming. But this does not mean that there is no business in the daytime. For example, at this time, two girls on the singing stage are singing an excerpt, one of them is dressed gorgeously and luxuriously, while the other is dressed as a man. The young man who passed the time with tea and wine didn't sleep, he just listened to the music, and he was fascinated by listening to a flower girl with his arms around him.
The sound of the song is quiet, and the rouge is drunk, making Yu Jinnian dizzy. A few young flower girls passed by, all of them were sleepy, their breasts were half exposed, and their thighs were faintly visible. He took a look, and the thought that popped up in his mind was: But this is not so good-looking, just like this The legs are not as good as my Mr. Ji's! This skin is not as white as Ji Gongzi's.
Just as she was muttering, Miss Qing Huan appeared out of nowhere, stretched out her hand and grabbed Yu Jinnian's sleeve, and said with a charming smile, "Stupid, are you dumbfounded? Here it is!"
Yu Jinnian jumped back: "Sister Qing Huan."
"Who are you calling sister!" Qing Huan pretended to be angry, "If you call me wrong again, I will throw you out!"
"I was wrong, please forgive me!" Yu Jinnian followed behind her with a smile, and went up to the second floor. The second floor is even more soft and fragrant, even the railing is wrapped with silk and small bells When people walk by, they will bring the silk and satin, and they will hear the tinkling of tinkling bells and tinkling bells. He followed Qing Huan to the end of the corridor and entered a room.
"Sister Xueqiao is inside, go in quickly!" Qing Huan pushed him in, and said with a smile, "Sister Xueqiao, this is Brother Nian."
When Yu Jinnian raised his head, he saw a woman sitting behind a layer of pink gauze, wearing a cloak of flowers and butterflies on her body, she was the flower girl she saw at the door of Zheng Ya's house that day, Xue Qiao also turned to him After giving the gift, Yu Jinnian realized it, hurriedly put the food box in his hand on the table, took out the moon balls on the upper level and side dishes on the lower level, and introduced them one by one.
Xueqiao laughed: "I've never seen such a snow-clear moon before."
Qing Huan tasted a piece and cheered, "It's so sweet, sister, eat one quickly."
Xueqiao laughed at her guests before they left, so she ate them first, and said: "Nature's cooking is naturally very sweet." Then she ordered Qing Huan to pour tea to relieve Nian's fatigue.
It seems that she hasn't forgotten that Yu Jinnian gave her candied fruit that day.
Ever since Yu Jinnian recognized Xueqiao as the unredeemed flower girl of Zheng Yaren, he knew that today might not be as simple as sending a moon group, and it seemed that he would not be able to go back for a while, so he simply sat down and listened to Xueqiao. Qiao wants to say something.
Xueqiao's room is very open, with a large carved window next to her, she can enjoy the dance music on the karaoke downstairs by opening the window leaf, she listened to a few words with tea, but didn't speak.
The tea was too embarrassing to drink, so Yu Jinnian had no choice but to speak first: "Dare to ask Sister Xueqiao, what is the song downstairs?"
Xueqiao's skin is better than snow, and her eyes are very gentle, but she can't bear a cute word. On the contrary, Qing Huan, who is by her side, is more pretty and lively. She said to Yu Jinnian: "This song is called Lian Lizhi, a new song What about my son, Brother Nian also likes to listen?"
Yu Jinnian rested his chin with one hand, looked at the thin dress of the girl downstairs, he didn't feel any spring, he just felt so cold: "What story is this singing?"
Qing Huan and him lay on the window sill and looked down, enviously said: "Miss Scholar, talented and beautiful!" She pouted her lips and became distressed, "It's all fake, how can there be so many hatchbacks in this world? Willing, unswerving until death? Not everyone is as lucky as layman Zihe."
Yu Jinnian was curious: "Who is Lay Zihe?"
Qing Huan was surprised: "My little brother doesn't even know Zihe Layman? He is the current noble concubine!"
She cupped her cheeks in both hands, and told Yu Jinnian this well-known story about the imperial concubine.
It is said that there was a young lady with a cheerful nature and outstanding literary talent. One day she disguised herself as a man, made up a fake name, and went to the Lantern Festival Poetry Festival. The solution is hard to separate, and it is dripping with joy. The two got acquainted because of this, and hit it off right away, so they made a friend of poetry and ink, and they often met at poetry tea parties among literati, and talked with each other with their pens.
Later, by chance, the young lady's identity as a woman was exposed, and the young master was surprised and fell in love with the young lady at first sight, and the young lady naturally fell in love with him for a long time. The two were clearly in love with each other, and this should have made a good story, but the young lady thought about it, and insisted on taking the test for the young master, so she only left a short poem and a signature of "Zihe Layman", and praised her. And to go—to let the young master guess which family she is from.
This young lady has an interesting temper, Yu Jinnian couldn't help getting excited, and asked further: "What happened next?"
Qing Huan chuckled: "You are so stupid! Later, His Majesty's Nacai book was announced to Li Guogong's mansion! It turns out that the young man is actually His Majesty today, and the lady who dared to make things difficult for His Majesty is now The noble concubine Ji who is the most beloved in the world - Layman Zihe, one son and one he, isn't it just the word "Ji"?"
Yu Jinnian was taken aback for a moment, wondering, "Wait, Duke Li's surname is Ji, isn't his surname Wang?"
Qing Huan covered her mouth with a smile: "Everyone in the world knows Concubine Ji, how can Li Guogong's surname be Wang? Brother Nian, are you a little monster who crawled out of some cave, and you don't know which dynasty is now?"
Yu Jinnian: ... Ji Hong is a big liar!
Wait, why did he lie to me that Mr. Li's family name is Wang
The author has something to say:
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Our reporter, Qing Amao, followed Yu Xnian from the crucian group to visit the brothel:
Tsk, this girl wears so little, is she cold
Hey, this girl's legs... are not as straight and long as my Mr. Ji's.
Wow, this girl's face... is not as good-looking as my Mr. Ji's.
Tsk tsk, but that's all.
Qing Amao: = = Why did you visit the brothel? ? ? ? You might as well go home and sleep with your young master Ji!
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After visiting the brothel, Yu Jinnian said to himself: (hehehe) Which man would not want to see the red light district
Ji Gongju: (smiling) Huh? Give you three seconds to reorganize the language.
Yu Jinnian: No, it's impossible, it's impossible to go to the red light district in this life... Ugh! Mmmmm! ... that, one more time...
Our reporter Qing Amao who came to order food: Oh shit, I’m sorry to bother you, let me sweep the orange peels for you guys!
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Ji Gong lifted his vest and is in progress...