Chapter 33 Five-color new silk wrapped with horns on the rice dumplings
in Luocheng, during the Dragon Boat Festival.
The Luoshui River was crowded with people, swarming like a swarm of ants. From time to time, people were even squeezed into the water, and a series of laughter erupted.
Some people threw the wrapped rice dumplings into the river to feed the fish and shrimp in the river to prevent them from eating the bodies of loyal ministers and martyrs.
Of course - Qu Yuan did not die in this river, but people didn't care about this.
Just like those ornately decorated dragon boats racing left and right in the river, there were chants and shouts, and some people were betting on which dragon boat could reach the finish line first and receive generous rewards.
The Dragon Boat Festival falls on the fifth day of May, and early summer has arrived, but Luo City is not too hot yet.
It's just that the Luoshui River is so lively, but Xue Ling is not at the river.
She was following Fang Farewell, pretending to be eating rice dumplings at a rice dumpling stall.
After peeling off the glutinous rice wrapped with rice dumpling leaves, a pleasant fragrance is revealed. Luocheng is located in the north, and Xue Ling is an authentic Yanjing native, and is also a northerner among northerners, so Fang Biezhe and Xue Ling will not get angry because of the sweet and salty taste of the rice dumplings, and she will fight indoors.
Xue Ling ate a candied date, which was very sweet. Although the girl was past the age of eating sweets, she was still very happy to eat something sweet.
When I was in Yanjing, every time I ate rice dumplings during the Dragon Boat Festival, I would use honey to match it. The sweet honey mixed with the fragrance of the rice dumplings made it really delicious.
But now, I can only eat a little of these sweet rice dumplings wrapped with candied dates.
Just when she was thinking about this, Fang Bie handed Xue Ling a small plate. When Xue Ling saw that there was fine white and soft white sugar in the plate, she was surprised: "Where did you get it?" Fang
Bie Smiling: "Don't worry about it."
Xue Ling pursed her lips, picked up the rice dumplings on the plate with chopsticks, dipped them in the white sugar on the small plate, and then put the rice dumplings into her mouth.
The sweetness of white sugar is sweeter than honey, and it is softer and easier to eat. The girl's heart will melt when she eats sweets, especially such precious white sugar.
"I heard that these white sugars are only produced in the southernmost places where sugar cane is abundant, and are only supplied to the emperor as a tribute." Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie and said curiously. The boy opposite was sitting in front of her, looking ahead. Pedestrians coming and going did not order rice dumplings to eat.
Xue Ling has fully felt Fang Bie's caution and prudence all the time. For example, he must use his own container to eat and drink, bring his own dry food when going out, and do not touch anything outside. For example, Xue Ling is eating rice dumplings on the street now, and Fang Bie Don't just keep sitting on the stool, just like a teenager who goes out to eat and go shopping with his little lover.
Even if he has been observing the movements on the street, after all, the eminent monk Kongwu may pass through Luo City today. This is a first-class master of the world and needs to be treated with as much caution as possible.
"Don't worry about it, it's delicious." Fang Bie said calmly.
The method of making white sugar is not difficult, not to mention that Fang Bu is not making a large amount of sugar. He only needs to use the equipment at hand to make a few kilograms to eat, which is a piece of cake.
Moreover, in this era, the yellow mud water-drench sugar method was already available in the south. Although it has not been completely popularized, it has been presented to the capital as a tribute. If the output is larger - it is estimated that it will not be much larger. After all, the productivity of the small farmer economy is limited, and the quality Not high either.
After all, it is something that already exists in this era.
So there's nothing surprising about that.
Xue Ling nodded, then took another bite and asked, "Have the eminent monks gone to see the dragon boats?"
In fact, Xue Ling still wanted to go see the dragon boats. After all, she had never seen such lively activities before. , but Fang Bie was already sure that Monk Kongwu would pass by this street, so Xue Ling had no choice but to follow.
Xue Ling really wanted to say whether I am Bee Wing or you are Bee Wing.
Xue Ling was very dissatisfied with this young man's recent habit of grabbing bees' stings and bees' wings, even though she knew in her heart that she was not yet able to match other bees' wings.
But - but this is mainly because Fang Bing's level is really a bit high, okay?
Fang Bie shook his head quietly: "Look, I didn't even watch the dragon boat. Do you think the eminent monk would watch the dragon boat?
" Childhood."
Fang Bie looked like he didn't have a childhood. He always treated people with a kind of gentle and gentle manner, but when he really started to take action, he was vigorous and resolute, just like when Fang Bie used a short knife in that small wing room. When she was restrained, Xue Ling had no doubt that Fang Bu would slit her throat at any time.
The more contact she had with Fang Bie, the more firmly she held her views at that time.
After all, is Ning Huaiyuan strong? Is the red fox strong?
In front of Fang Bie, you are really at his mercy like a doll. When he tells you to die, you will really die.
And in the end, I didn’t even know what Fang Bie’s strength was.
But what exactly is Fang Bie’s strength?
Xue Ling really didn't understand.
"You still have the right to laugh at me for not having a childhood?" Fang Bie smiled and was about to retort, letting her understand the profoundness of her childhood and how painful it was to simulate the college entrance examination for three years and five years. At this moment, far away A melodious Buddha's name came from everywhere.
"Amitabha."
"Here he comes." Fang Bie said softly, then pressed five copper plates on the table, called Xue Ling, and walked towards the place where the Buddha's name was announced.
The two people passed through the bustling crowd during the Dragon Boat Festival and saw a tall white-bearded monk wearing a tattered earth-yellow cassock with nine ring scars on his head. He was holding a brass tin staff in his hand. Holding a woman's hands together to apologize.
Behind him is a white little monk, wearing white linen monk robes. Although it is a bit shabby, it is very clean. He looks like he is only about ten years old. He carries a bamboo basket on his back, which contains some clothes for rituals and so on. s things.
The pair of monks, an old man and a young man, walked onto the road, but were surrounded by people just because this woman blocked their way.
It wouldn't be surprising if it was just a woman blocking the way.
The strange thing is that this woman is surprisingly beautiful and wears surprisingly little clothing.
She has a deep nose and high eyes, three-dimensional and delicate facial features, light chestnut long, slightly curly hair, and an attractive skin color close to honey. At this time, she was looking at the monk in front of her who was proclaiming the name of Buddha to her, and she spoke quietly. said.
"Big monk, your little monk looked at me too much. He has six impurities. Should he pluck out his eyes to compensate me?"
Her voice was in serious Central Plains Mandarin, her words were clear, loud, and sweet.
(End of chapter)