Dali Temple Small Dining Room

  Chapter 229 Scallion pancake, soybean milk and yam porridge (4)

  The jewelry shop welcomed the guests as soon as it opened, and the shop assistants and proprietress greeted them with smiles all over their faces.

"Young master, you came to our shop early in the morning to choose jewelry for the family members?" No matter how cold it is, the proprietress who must carry a round fan in her hand shakes the round fan in her hand twice, acting like a dog to the dressed people Mr. Yang's family sized him up through the round fan, and with a quick glance of his sharp eyes, he knew the price of his robe, and the smile on his face that was a bit "routine" suddenly became more sincere.

  This kind of people, no matter whether they choose jewelry for the female relatives out of sincerity or falsehood, they must always look decent.

Sure enough, after sweeping through the jewelry in the shop, Mr. Yang's family quickly spotted a butterfly gold hairpin with tassels that spread its wings, took it down, weighed it in his hand, and opened his mouth He said: "I've seen it. The gold of this gold hairpin is plated with gold powder, and the inside is silver. It's also very light in weight, and there are no jewels or jade embedded in it. It should be worthless!"

Seeing the dog-like gentleman in front of him "belittle" the hairpin in his hand from the beginning to the end, the smile on the jewelry shop proprietress's face had already cooled down, and she glanced at the Yang family's gentleman in front of her, and she snorted coldly: " It turned out to be a stingy man who calculated his budget carefully!"

Since it is such a guest, the proprietress is too lazy to laugh, and continued with a snort: "I don't need money for jewelry carving? I don't need money for the craftsmanship of the master? You can find someone with poor workmanship who can fool those little ladies who are spoiled." eye?"

   This kind of people just look at it and want to spend some small money to catch big fish! How many years has she been running a jewelry store, can she be fooled?

"Ten taels of silver, the same price!" The proprietress said, she glanced at the man of the Yang family disdainfully, and said, "If you want to bargain, you might as well buy it at the stall in the market outside! You really have to be careful." Don’t be stingy!” At this point, before Mr. Yang’s family could speak, the proprietress snorted again, “It’s just that the handicraft money for the hairpin is just an extra. Now, just jewels and beautiful jade are not something that can be obtained in ten taels!"

  Being choked up by the proprietress with a gun and a stick, Mr. Yang's face turned ugly. He glared at the shrewd proprietress in front of him, and knew in his heart that the proprietress was telling the truth.

   After all, he was not willing to part with the hairpin he picked in his hand, Mr. Yang finally stomped his feet, gritted his teeth and picked out a few pieces of broken silver from his purse and handed it over.

  The proprietress just took it, and the man of the Yang family immediately said: "I weighed it, and there are probably eleven taels in it, and I will give it to me for a tael of silver!"

The proprietress glanced at him with an ugly face, snorted coldly, returned to the counter and took a dime of silver and returned it to Mr. Yang's family, but Mr. Yang's family held the gold hairpin in his hand, and said: "I inquired first, your shop The box inside is free of money, wrap it up for me!"

  Stingy like this... The proprietress rolled her eyes and took the nobile.

  After a while, Mr. Yang's family left the jewelry shop with an exquisite box in his hand, and walked eastward.

  …

   Lin Fei, who had a panoramic view of all this, put down the clairvoyance in his hand, picked up the soy milk and yam porridge at the side, and while drinking the porridge, he watched Mr. Yang came to the market and stopped.

The coolness of autumn and winter is gradually rising, and the autumn clothes look good, but they can't stop the coolness. The man of the Yang family who was holding the box sneezed several times because of the refreshing coolness. He lowered his head and blew his nose, and his mouth moved. Lin Fei deliberately raised the clairvoyance in his hand, looked at his mouth shape for a moment, and said to Zhao You: "He is cursing!"

   After scolding my mother for a while, when the sun gradually rose and the sun rose higher and higher, the person whom Mr. Yang was waiting for finally came.

  Looking at the young ladies and maidservants who appeared in the crowd, Lin Fei fell silent, and after a long while, he sighed and said with emotion: "No wonder he dares to be so sure that he can beat this old man!"

  …

   "Ah Choo!" Xun Zhou, who was painting with his head bowed, also sneezed, but it wasn't cold. After all, although his "shabby" robe was a little patched, the inside was thick.

   This sneeze was really caused by the pepper sprinkled on the roast leg of lamb set up by a few barbarians not far away.

But I saw the barbarians on the opposite side setting up an iron frame and roasting the leg of lamb. The iron stove was set up, thick smoke spread out, and with the drastic action of sprinkling various spices, everyone around naturally choked with sneezing and coughing.

  Because it was uncomfortable to be choked, and the fireworks were not everyone's favorite, so complaints immediately rang out.

   There are many types of vendors in the market. After all, this market is the market of Chang'an City, and it is not the vendor's own. If you can't complain about the stall where the little official put the Hu people here to support the roasted leg of lamb, you can only complain about something wrong with the roasted leg of lamb.

   "Look at the smoke billowing in the air, the barbarian is black and strong, with a pretty face, if you eat their food, you will definitely have diarrhea!"

   "Yes! Look at their dirty beards, you know it's not clean. Who knows if the leg of lamb has been washed?"

  Listening to the complaints of Taoist priests and scholars who set up stalls around, Xun Zhou felt that this market competition was more interesting than he thought at first!

What's more interesting is that after the skewers of mutton were roasted, the left and right "neighbors" who complained just now ran faster than anyone else, and soon came back with two skewers of mutton, biting on the skewers. mutton skewers, and praised: "It's really delicious!"

  Xun Zhou: "..." This slap was so quick that they didn't even care about it.

   Just as he was about to ask his neighbors whether the kebabs were worth buying, Xun Zhou caught a glimpse of a girl in a autumn shirt and a red cloak coming from afar with two maidservants from the corner of his eye.

  As soon as the girl showed up, Xun Zhou was taken aback, said "No!", then quickly shrank back, lowered his head and painted quickly, not daring to look up, for fear of being recognized!

  God knows, with this young lady's family background, how could she come to this crowded and chaotic market for no reason!

   But thinking about this lady's temperament again, Xun Zhou felt that it was not so surprising!

No matter what, this young lady is under the control of her parents and has nothing to do with him, and the well-dressed young man next to her has nothing to do with him. Just a passerby!

Xun Zhou lowered his head, only focused on painting, without raising his head, he hid his face tightly, but God did not fulfill his wishes, when he passed by his calligraphy and painting booth, the young man beside the lady suddenly stopped He walked away, probably wanting to show off his talents in front of her, but he picked up a painting from his booth and asked Xunzhou, "Is this picture of red maple trees at sunset painted by you?"

  (end of this chapter)