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Chapter 75
Chapter 75
Shen Shaoguang was sitting in the mule cart with A Yuan next to him. The newly bought A Duo was driving the cart outside, Yu San was sitting on the side of the carriage, and Lin Yan and his two attendants were not far behind.
When he was in the city, Lin Yan still followed him not far or near, and when he was out of the city, he would follow him on horseback-like most of the gentlemen who traveled with their wives, walking by the side of the car. Shen Shaoguang turned his head and could see his figure through the pores of the bamboo curtain.
Across the bamboo curtain, Shen Shaoguang studied Lin Shaoyin's profile and came to the conclusion that people with a good profile are mainly because of their good-looking nose and chin. Shen Shaoguang touched his nose, a little regretful, the bridge of the nose is not high enough.
Next to him, A Yuan, who had a meaty nose and wide nose, happily rolled up the other side of the car curtain to look at the scene, "Little lady, little lady, you think the beans are about to be cooked, right?"
Shen Shaoguang retracted his eyes leisurely, turned his head to follow A Yuan's line of sight, and said with a smile: "Well, if it's undercooked, put some pepper and salt, cook it, and eat it. It's the best side dish."
A Yuan nodded, "It's delicious when boiled, and the fragrant rice fried by the little lady with shrimp, bacon, and eggs is also delicious. Last year, the little lady smashed the edamame and took the juice and mixed the bean cake with glutinous rice flour. , it's delicious, it's just not sweet enough..."
Shen Shaoguang laughed, Ah Yuan, this pure taste aesthetic of Tang people...
Shen Shaoguang teased her, "Try a new way to eat this year, you probably like it. Cook it first, then fry it with glutinous rice flour, it will be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside."
A Yuan clapped her hands, "That must be delicious! Didn't the little lady say that if you don't know how to eat something, you will fry it."
Yu San is used to being poisoned by them like this every day, but today he frowned and coughed—after all, there are outsiders. Yu Sanwei turned his head to look at the figure behind him, his brows wrinkled again habitually, but remembered that day when he replaced the little lady with himself, he turned his head back again.
The "outsider" Lin Yan naturally heard the whispers of the master and servant in the car, and couldn't help but smile. Lin Yan likes to listen to her talk with her maid servant, and has a homely and leisurely interest.
Due to the cloudy and rainy days a while ago, the road was a bit bumpy and not very easy to walk. Ado drove very slowly in order to get to the little lady. Shen Shaoguang is not picky, so take it slow. It takes about a day's work, and Lin Yan is not in a hurry, and just follows slowly by the side. The group came out in the morning and arrived at the Chenghuang Temple already.
The lame old Taoist saluted Lin Yan and Shen Shaoguang. When he saw the honey offerings brought by A Yuan and Yu San, the old Tao remembered, isn't this the little lady who offered exquisite cakes last year? Even when placing an order in Daguan in the city, it is rare to see such a neat and good snack.
Looking at Lin Yan again, this seems to be the noble person who donated a lot of money last year. They didn't come together last year...
The old Taoist was suspicious in his belly, but he was very attentive on the face. He helped set offerings, set up incense candles, and invited his disciples to come and recite the Taoist scriptures.
Shen Shaoguang thanked him, and the old man hurriedly returned the salute: "This is the responsibility of the poor."
Shen Shaoguang lit incense candles, turned paper money, and kowtowed respectfully, silently praying for the well-being of the souls of his relatives in this life.
When Shen Shaoguang got up, Lin Yan also took the incense and worshipped the Shen couple as a disciple.
Shen Shaoguang pursed his lips and didn't say anything. After he finished the sacrifice, he thanked him seriously.
Lin Yan also returned the salute solemnly, just like those young gentlemen who went to their father-in-law's house and saw their fiancée for the first time under the watchful eyes of their father-in-law.
After Shen Shaoguang finished offering sacrifices, it was time for Lin Yan to offer sacrifices.
Shen Shaoguang also went to take a stick of incense, not to return Lin Yan's "human affection", but to feel a little emotional, how similar the fate of the two families is. I heard that Cui Gong is also a talented person, I don't know if he also has contacts with the Shen family. That little lady Cui is a strong person, who cares about life and death, and pays attention to justice. Shen Shaoguang can't do it himself, but he admires it.
Shen Shaoguang believed what Lin Shaoyin said the day before yesterday to "be more familiar with Cui Gong and Cui Jialang". Even if the atmosphere is more open, the marriage of noble daughters from aristocratic families will still be roughly between father-in-law and son-in-law at the beginning." Look right in the eye", the old father favored Lang Zi's character, knowledge, family background and appearance, and his son-in-law favored Lao Taishan's knowledge, character, official voice and power. Little lady, it's not that important.
Shen Shaoguang imagined that if nothing happened at home, the husband who married would probably be chosen like this, whether it was the self who came from the transmigration or the original body. However, the wheel of fate took a wrong turn, and then everything was different.
Shen Shaoguang naturally thought of Lin Shaoyin's straightforward confession. After a long while, Shen Shaoguang smiled and rubbed the hand that Ming Nu had scratched with red marks, and then he had to give it a good manicure.
After the incense was burned, Lin Yan came out and asked Shen Shaoguang in a soft voice, "It's getting late, shall we eat some meals at the Temple of the City God, or shall we go to the nearby village and town to find a restaurant to beat?"
There are only a few Taoist priests in the Chenghuang Temple. Shen Shaoguang didn't want to trouble others, "Let's go out and find a restaurant."
"There is a village next to the river we went to last time. Let's go there and see."
Shen Shaoguang felt that this "we" was probably not wrong, but it sounded a little awkward...
The path was very narrow and uneven, so Shen Shaoguang did not take a car, but only walked, and Lin Yan naturally accompanied her.
The fields are full of green eyes, there are shepherds and sheep on the slopes, and occasionally farmers return with hoes, which is a quiet and beautiful pastoral scenery.
The sleeves of Shen Shaoguang's gauze shirt were blown by the wind and touched Lin Yan's arm. Lin Yan subconsciously twisted it and let the gauze flow through his fingers.
Shen Shaoguang suddenly felt that his face was a little hot, and he avoided it cowardly.
"If you move to the side, you will fall into the ditch." Lin Yan said softly.
Shen Shaoguang pursed his lips, so shouldn't it be you leaning over there?
Lin Yan smiled, and didn't mean to "avoid".
Shen Shaoguang had no choice but to press his cuffs, and regretted that he should wear narrow-sleeved Hu clothes today.
Lin Yan stopped teasing her, gave way to the side, and folded his hand in a gentlemanly manner, but the thumb and forefinger touched lightly, as if he was nostalgic for the texture of the gauze just now.
Their luck was really good. They bypassed the river and came to the village. At the head of the village, there was a small wine shop, two thatched huts, under the guise of a wine that had been bleached by the wind and the sun.
The shopkeeper's wife is a very refreshing woman, greeting her warmly, saying "excellent roast pork" - because today's Zhongyuan Festival, there are many ancestors, two pigs were killed in the village, and the shop got one eighty-nine The heavy pork leg was cut into large pieces and steamed. Originally, I thought that after steaming it, I would sell it to Taoist priests in the Temple of the City God, but who would have thought that a distinguished guest suddenly came.
Shen Shaoguang asked again what vegetables and staples were there, and the owner's wife said that there were onions, eggplants, and woks grown at home, as well as edamame beans that were just boiled.
Shen Shaoguang laughed, and let him serve two plates of edamame first, then let him stew some woks and steam some eggplants. Hearing that the staple food is buckwheat noodles, Shen Shaoguang said with a smile, "My lady, please make us some cold buckwheat noodles, just pour sesame paste, clear sauce, vinegar and garlic paste."
The lady of the store can see that this is the lady who has the final say, the handsome man is just a decoration. Since the little lady gave such an order, she naturally had no choice but to comprehend that the noble people in this city had strange tastes. They would rather eat soba noodles instead of white wheat noodles.
The shopkeeper's wife brought the beans first, and then served her roast pork in a basin.
The beans are only boiled with salt, which is less flavorful. Fortunately, the beans are tender enough, and they are delicious.
As for this meat, it is not so much "burned" as it is "steamed". It is not marinated in clear sauce. Shen Shaoguang and Lin Yan only left a small plate on the table, and the rest were given to San and Liu Chang.
Shen Shaoguang took a piece of meat and put it in his bowl, and poured some vinegar and garlic juice with a spoon. The meat was steamed so badly that it was unexpectedly delicious.
The lady of the store brought the wine jar again and poured wine for everyone, "The nobles try our home-brewed wine. It's not our own bragging, our wine is the best in this town."
Shen Shaoguang picked up the big shallow bowl, blew the green foam on it, and took a sip. It was very good, and the lady of the store did not brag.
This was the first time Lin Yan saw her drinking, and he was drinking with a bowl the size of her face, so he couldn't help laughing.
Shen Shaoguang raised his eyebrows.
Lin Yan just smiled and said nothing.
Shen Shaoguang knew that he was laughing at him for eating meat in large chunks and drinking in big bowls. It was really rare and strange. In a previous life, there was a girl who raised her neck and half a bottle of wine. In this life, there is also a palace maid who is holding a small wine jar and drinking stuffy wine. Where am I going now? .
While cooking edamame, Shen Shaoguang drank a bowl of wine.
Seeing the blush on her face, Lin Yan advised: "Don't drink it, be careful of spitting on the road."
Shen Shaoguang nodded. Although such an alcohol level would not make you drunk, it would be embarrassing to go to the toilet halfway after drinking too much.
Lin Yan didn't know what she was worried about, but she just thought that she was so cute.
"Shopkeeper!" A Confucian scholar in his forties who wore a white robe of a scholar walked in. The robe was gray, and he held a wine gourd in his hand. "Please fill this up."
Seeing that there were two tables in the shop, the scholar didn't sit. The shop owner, Lang Jun, went outside and grabbed a lotus leaf from the river, and packed him a bag of boiled edamame and a noodle cake. In the cloth bag on his back, holding beans and a gourd, he got on the donkey outside the door and walked slowly.
Shen Shaoguang couldn't help laughing when he saw the handsome back. don't know how well this gentleman wrote his poems, but the poet's style was full.
Lin Yan looked at her.
Shen Shaoguang said: "Jian donkey broke his hat, a pot of village brewing, half a pack of edamame, this gentleman is very free and easy." He took a look at his meal, and Lin Shaoyin, who never drank for lunch, was a Confucian disciple.Why is it so big.
Lin Yan smiled and said lightly, "It's fine if you are poetic and free, and I'm in charge of the mundane affairs."
Shen Shaoguang felt that the brewing in this village had a lot of stamina, and it was somewhat superior.