Chapter 9 Fengyue by the River

"I heard that A Pang recently lived in the nunnery to pray to the Buddha?" A girl wearing a golden mud pomegranate skirt laughed.

Pang Erniang stood on the edge of the pavilion, listening to the girl's question, she smiled slightly flattered: "Exactly."

"I don't know which nunnery it is?" The girl in the pomegranate skirt asked with a smile.

Several noble ladies looked at Pang Erniang.

"It's the Guangming Temple in Chongxian Square," Pang Erniang thought for a while, and added, "their host, Master Yuanjue, is very profound in Buddhism."

"Guangming Nunnery—" The girl in the pomegranate skirt smiled meaningfully.

A girl in a jade-colored shirt next to her fanned the wind gently with a fan, raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile, "This year's summer cakes from Guangming Nunnery are different from the past. They are very delicious, isn't it A Pang's recipe?"

Erniang Pang subconsciously glanced at Shen Shaoguang over there, she was hesitant to deny it, and it was rare to show her face like this in front of people.

"The Pang family also has a private recipe? I think it's an old recipe from Jingzhou or Shuzhong." The girl in the pomegranate skirt smiled and raised her eyebrows.

The Pang family has a shallow foundation, how many generations of recipes have they passed down like a big family? As for the Jingzhou and Shuzhong mentioned later, it is a satire of the Pang family for pretending to be their ancestors.

The courtesies of noble ladies are usually so delicate and savage, with sharp needles hidden in the silk.

Several girls laughed.

In the middle, a girl wearing a gold-embroidered autumn-scented shirt smiled and slapped the girl in the pomegranate skirt, "Twelve mothers are too narrow!" Then she smiled at Pang Erniang, "A Pang, don't take offense."

Pang Erniang turned pale, bit her lip, and was about to turn away, or say something, but finally held back.

Shen Shaoguang poked at the small stove with the fire stick, put the hot dumpling pot again, and tutted twice in his heart, a figure like Pang Erniang's overlord, who was run on money today... It's really pitiful. They're not the same kind of people, so don't get together in a bunch.

The girl in the golden-embroidered autumn-scented shirt looked a little older and seemed to be the leader of these noble ladies, "We've had enough rest, let's go over there to see."

The little maid next to her advised: "There are so many people over there, Wu Niang was carefully rammed."

The girl in the pomegranate skirt was the first to smile and said, "It's okay, I see people from Jingzhao Mansion." The girl in the golden embroidered shirt blinked again.

The Pan Jinxiu girl glared at her with a smirk, and the girls rushed out of the pavilion and walked along the road.

Just passing by Shen Shaoguang's stall, the girl in the jade-colored shirt looked at the Aiwowo on the bamboo grate, a little worried, looked at Shen Shaoguang, and then looked at Pang Erniang who was behind her, she had a trace of kindness in her heart, and didn't mention it just now. Stubble.

Pang Erniang only knew that Shen Shaoguang was selling zongzi and sour plum drink, but she didn't expect this, and her unsightly complexion became more and more difficult to look at.

The girl in the jade-colored shirt slowed down, and when Erniang Pang approached, she reprimanded softly, "You know how serious it is! You can get up with anyone?" Then she walked quickly.

Pang Erniang stopped, she had been holding back her tears just now, but when she said this slightly kind rebuke, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shen Shaoguang felt embarrassed, and hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to take a nap.

But after a while, Pang Erniang came over and said in a nasal voice, "What are you pretending to be! I know you heard it."

Shen Shaoguang smiled awkwardly and touched his nose, "Miss Pang came to quench your thirst with a bowl of jasmine tea?"

Shen Shaoguang just said casually, the ladies are very particular, and the maids around them all bring their own food and drinks.

I thought she would walk away, but who would have thought that Pang Erniang took a look at Shen Shaoguang and actually took the bowl of scented tea.

The maid next to her reminded softly, "Wu Niang and the others have all gone away..."

Erniang Pang muttered, "It's all slapped in the face, what else are you going to do?"

Looking at Pang Erniang's delicate little face with two funny thick eyebrows, Shen Shaoguang sighed, she was still a child of Sixteen Seven.

Shen Shaoguang put a few ai nests in a small white porcelain plate, pushed them to Pang Erniang's hand, and then lowered his head and rolled his skin to do his own thing.

Pang Erniang actually started eating, and the maids looked at each other and Shen Shaoguang, but said nothing.

Pang Erniang ate the cake and drank tea. She seemed to be in a better mood, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving." When she was about to say "thank you", she held it back for a while, but didn't say anything.

Shen Shaoguang hummed, little girl!

Shen Shaoguang has developed a gossip heart that can see things clearly. Although he doesn't know the identities of the ladies, he is obedient and can guess that the battle of words between you and me just now seems to be with the good-looking young master Jingzhao. Yin related.

After the chance encounter that day, Shen Shaoguang chatted with the host and asked, only to know that this Jingzhao Shaoyin was born in the Lin family in Hedong.

The Lin family, an old aristocratic family ranked in the front row of the clan, has passed down several dynasties. In the early Tang Dynasty, there were two Zaifu, but Wu Zhou was beaten too deeply, killing the killing, the flow of the flow, and it has already declined. ——But even so, in the eyes of the gentry who advocated the glory of their ancestors and the glory of their old clan, it was not something that an out-of-the-ordinary family like the Duke of Lu could reach.

Moreover, the young man was already a fourth-rank official at a young age—all ministers were only third-rank, and he was an important position like Jingzhao Shaoyin. The real Jane was in the heart of the emperor and had a bright future.

Shen Shaoguang shook his head, Miss Pang's girlish thoughts were probably going to be wasted.

Shen Shaoguang sighed about other people's stories and was doing his own business. Seeing that it was almost noon, there were more and more people on the river bank, and the dragon boat race was about to start.

Shen Shaoguang's business is getting better and better. The beautiful Aiwowo is really attractive and has been sold out. The dumplings are also sold in drawers after drawers, but the jasmine tea is still not much sold.

If it can't be sold, it can't be sold. Shen Shaoguang brews it for himself, holding a large tea pot of coarse porcelain that he is used to, and sipping it in small sips.

The gongs and drums on the river were loud, people were huddling, and cheers broke out from time to time, and the dragon boat race began.

From Shen Shaoguang's position, he could only see the back of people's heads. Jiang's face could not be seen clearly, but he fanned his fan and pulled his neck to see.

After a few rounds, the Red team won the championship. The Red Team is the "Royal Dragon Boat Team" formed by the Crown Prince and several generals from the royal family. Shen Shaoguang smiled. There are unspoken rules everywhere.

After the race is over, those who can go to the imperial banquet will naturally go to the imperial banquet, and those who cannot go to the imperial banquet also have various parties or family banquets. The ordinary people either eat some food they bring with them, or buy some at will, and then most of them go back early. Yes - it's a little too sunny today.

Shen Shaoguang moved the stall under the tree again, took out the remaining zongzi in the basket and steamed it. Watching the stream of people by the river gradually thinning, he sat on the Hu bed he brought and rested his legs, thinking about today. No matter how much money you make, you can do your own dream of buying a home in the capital without any shadows. In fact, if you have enough money, it is also very good to find a local owner in a place with beautiful mountains and rivers.

After the imperial car returned to the palace, the Imperial Army naturally also left, and Qu Jiang returned to Jingzhao Mansion. When Bai Fu Yin had the Spring and Autumn Period, he returned to the office first, and Lin Yan led the officials who stayed behind on the last shift of the Dragon Boat Festival.

The sun was very bright, and the river surface was bright and dazzling. Lin Yan walked out of the pergola slowly with his hands behind his back.

The two officials in green robes and a few clerks were about to keep up. Lin Yan smiled and said, "I'm just walking around a bit, and it doesn't count as Dragon Boat Festival coming to Qujiangchi."

No matter how funny the boss's joke was, several officials also laughed, and then they respectfully watched the Shaoyin walk away by the river.

When Lin Yan knocked on the table, Shen Shaoguang was taking a nap with his head knocked. Suddenly woken up, Shen Shaoguang blinked his bewildered eyes, wiped the suspected halazi on the corner of his mouth, stood up and said with a smile, "Langjun, should I eat zongzi or drink some jasmine tea?"

Thinking of the cold and strong black plum drink from the Imperial Army in the morning, Lin Yan smiled lightly: "It's jasmine tea."

Since no one was drinking tea, Shen Shaoguang had already put out the stove that boiled the water. At this time, he refilled the iron kettle with water, moved it to the stove that was heating the dumplings, and fanned the tea with a small fan.

Lin Yan sat down on the Hu bed prepared for the guests and waited quietly.

Shen Shaoguang boiled the water, rinsed the bowl, put on the tea leaves, and poured the water slowly. Also a light greenish yellow. ①

Lin Yan picked up the porcelain bowl, took a sip, and put it down, "A girl is in the market, are you happy?"

Shen Shaoguang glanced at him in surprise, why did he suddenly ask such a metaphysical question? Is this something for strangers to talk about? But suddenly remembered "Are you happy" from a news network in a previous life, a random survey on the social happiness of the deputy mayor?

Shen Shaoguang squinted and said with a smile, "Now the world is full of Qingheyan, this city of Chang'an is rich and peaceful, and I am happy and happy." Shen Shaoguang felt that his answer was very standard, and the flattery was loud and not embarrassing.

Lin Yan glanced at Shen Shaoguang with a half-smile, but didn't say anything, and drank tea slowly.

Shen Shaoguang took a rag to wipe the east, wipe the west, and packed up. After a while, Zhao Er, who was driving the donkey cart, came to pick it up and went back.

Lin Yan finished his tea and stood up.

Shen Shaoguang smiled and said, "A bowl of five cents of money, sir."

Lin Yan took out his purse, took out five cents of money, put it on the table, and walked away.

Shen Shaoguang was a little disappointed, and thought he could get the last tip today.

The author has something to say: ① In the Tang Dynasty, there was actually a way of brewing tea, which was called "痷茶", but it was not as common as decoction.