The dead general was kidnapped by his husband and taken to farm.

As the Chinese New Year approaches, the city becomes more lively.

There are snowflakes floating in the sky, but this does not stop people from wanting to spend a reunion year.

New Year's Eve is just a few days away, and Qian Bo has almost bought all the things for the house and the New Year's goods.

Today was a big market day, and early in the morning, Qian Bo called everyone to the front hall.

It was cold and Jiang Shian felt sleepy. He had been eating at the small table beside the bed for the past two days and had not gone to the front hall. He became more and more lazy and did not even want to go out.

“Ha~”

Jiang Shian yawned sleepily, with half of his body leaning on Ji Yinghuai's shoulder.

Ji Yinghuai supported him without changing his body shape, and from time to time he would reach out to pull the fox fur coat he was wearing.

"I have bought all the firecrackers, stickers, lanterns and so on. You should go out and feel the atmosphere of the New Year today. Don't stay at home all day at such a young age." Qian Bo looked at everyone and said earnestly.

I don’t know what’s wrong with these kids. They act even more old-fashioned than him and never go out all day.

"Okay, I got it, Uncle Qian. I'll just take Shi An to familiarize himself with the place." Jiang Wenjing said in a soft tone and nodded in response.

Hearing that his elder brother had agreed, Jiang Shian quickly stood up and nodded.

The three of them walked in front, followed by Qian Bo's son Sijing and a group of shadow guards.

It seems that Sijing and the shadow guard are having a good conversation, and they can hear laughter from time to time.

This group of shadow guards lost their families when they were young. The brothers who grew up together are their family members. This year is their last time to accompany Ji Yinghuai to celebrate the New Year.

In previous years, they were always in the capital or at the border. After Ji Yinghuai finished attending a banquet in the palace, he would come back and call the shadow guards to join them, and they would eat, drink and chat.

If it were at the border, it would be even more lively, with a group of soldiers sitting together. At this time, there was no danger of killing on the battlefield. A tall bonfire was lit, with various prey on it. Everyone held a wine bowl in his hand and clinked glasses with the people around him.

Now that the master no longer needs to return to the border, nor does he need to deal with those conspiracies in the capital, it is time for them to live their own lives.

"Brother Sijing, do you have any good wine? Let's go have a drink?"

"Yes, I brewed it myself. Hey, I'm treating you to celebrate our acquaintance. I'm going to get you drunk today."

"Hahahaha, it's too early to say that. Xiaowu can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk..."

There were people walking along the way, and the faces of the passers-by were filled with happy smiles.

Many people in the city knew Jiang Wenjing, and when they saw him, they greeted him and said, "Congratulations."

The Jiang family was in big trouble now. The eldest son of the Jiang family rose to prominence and became a nobleman in the capital. In the future, he would be fed by the emperor, unlike the common people.

A group of children ran by, with a man in front holding a candied haws and several children chasing after him.

"Don't run so fast, give me a bite too."

Jiang Wenjing noticed that the vendor selling candied haws was not far ahead, and there were only two left on the wooden stake.

He walked over, took out a copper coin to buy it, and watched Jiang Shian and Ji Yinghuai hand one to each.

Ji Yinghuai: “…”

He doesn't need to do that.

Jiang Shian took it happily. The candied haws were frozen perfectly, with crystal clear syrup on the outside and big and red hawthorns wrapped inside.

He looked at Jiang Wenjing and said with a smile: "Brother, you can eat this string. He doesn't like sweet things. I can just give him one to try, otherwise it will be a waste."

"Yeah." Jiang Wenjing withdrew his hand. He thought that Ji Yinghuai was his brother-in-law, but he forgot that this man was once the famous King Zhanbei.

Jiang Shian walked in the middle. As the three of them walked forward, he asked, "Brother, did I also like eating candied haws in the past?"

He was asking about the original owner, but because Ji Yinghuai was present, Jiang Shian omitted some of the questions.

He had thought about whether or not to tell Ji Yinghuai about this matter. After hesitating for a few days, he decided to wait until he returned home.

"Yeah." Jiang Wenjing nodded, and his expression softened when he talked about his brother. "Every day when I go to the academy or go out, Shi An always asks me to bring some street snacks, sometimes sugar cakes and candied haws, and sometimes pancakes or soup dumplings of a different flavor."

"Is that so?" Jiang Shian responded with a smile: "I have nothing to do, big brother, take us for a walk, I also want to buy some to try."

"Row."

The shadow guards who followed behind them had gone to other places at some point, and now there were only three of them.

Jiang Wenjing was obviously very familiar with the road. He led them around in circles and finally walked into an alley.

This alley was not even half as wide as the main road outside, and it was a bit narrow for three people to walk together, so Jiang Wenjing stepped forward to lead the way.

Ji Yinghuai looked at the two of them calmly, frowned slightly, and then quickly relaxed.

Somewhat uncertain.

Although what they said just now sounded normal, the tone of their voices was a little strange, as if they were mentioning another person or talking about another thing, but the "before" they were referring to was clearly when "Jiang Shian" was a child.

The three of them stood in front of a low door with no sign at the entrance, and the sound of children laughing could be heard from inside.

Jiang Wenjing bent down and walked in with his head down as if he was familiar with the place, and the two followed.

The shopkeeper looked up and saw the three people coming in. He greeted them with a smile: "Isn't this the eldest master whom I haven't seen for a long time? Did you bring your friends with you this time?"

"This is my brother and best friend."

Jiang Wenjing briefly introduced it to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper came out from behind the counter and said, "Brother, that is the young master that has been talked about in the city these days. The other party is a young man. He just took a look at him, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then his sight fell on Ji Yinghuai.

Judging from the clothes and demeanor of this young man, he is not an ordinary citizen.

"Come and buy some candy. Let's see what kind you like." The shopkeeper retracted his gaze, walked to a wooden cabinet, opened the top panel, and pointed out the candy inside to everyone.

"This is the orange pulp candy that was just made recently. It's made of the freshest oranges coated with syrup. It can be kept for a long time when it's cold today, but it won't be sold in the spring."

"This is maltose, freshly fermented. The yellow powder on top is coated with soybean powder. It tastes especially fragrant and won't stick to your teeth."

"This is a mint candy. It's not very sweet, but it tastes fresh. If you've eaten something spicy, you can have one to refresh and relieve the greasiness."

"..."

There are more than a dozen kinds of candy introduced in rows, and none of them are repeated.

The shopkeeper pointed to the last shelf, where there were a lot of candies painted with syrup, including animals, people, and some simple fruits such as apples and pears. They should be sugar figures.

Jiang Shian was amazed, pointed at Ji Yinghuai, and asked the shopkeeper with a smile: "Shopkeeper, can you draw a picture of him for me? I also want one for my eldest brother."

The shopkeeper looked at the two men for a moment, waved his hand, and joked with a smile: "You two young men are very handsome. I am afraid that my cooking skills are not good enough."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Shian was a little disappointed.

But it didn't last long, as his attention was drawn to the candies in the cabinet.

Jiang Shian went to the counter to take a look. The tangerine pulp candy was only as big as his little finger. The tangerine pulp was round and plump, and the color was bright. One could imagine that the tangerine was fully ripe and should be particularly sweet.

"Like?" Ji Yinghuai looked at Jiang Shian and spoke.

Jiang Shian nodded.

Jiang Wenjing immediately said, "Shopkeeper, I'll buy one kilogram."

"Ah, that's too much already." Jiang Shian hurriedly spoke up to stop them. He just wanted to taste it: "Weigh about 300-400 grams, and then buy some other things."

Finally, the three of them weighed a little of each kind of candy, and each of them left the shop holding a chubby rabbit candy figure in his hand.

Many children and adults passing by covered their mouths and laughed when they saw them. It was really true that these three people looked and behaved like they didn't seem like they were the ones who could come to this small workshop to buy candy, not to mention the fat rabbit candy figures they were holding in their hands.

Jiang Wenjing led the two out of the alley, saying as they walked, "Candies sold in other places don't taste as authentic as those from this time-honored workshop. Go back and have a taste. If you like it, buy some more and take it back."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

The three of them went to buy some other cooked snacks.

In the middle of winter, have a steaming hot roujiamo, which has a large piece of pork tenderloin in the middle, and is also filled with lettuce leaves and other side dishes. It is full of flavor when you take a bite.

There is also the delicious old duck soup, which is stewed with old duck meat and radish. White hot steam is floating high and bubbles are bubbling in the soup pot.

After the vermicelli is cooked, add a spoonful of old duck soup, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and drizzle with sesame oil and crushed peanuts.

The radish has been stewed until soft, and the old duck meat is just right, not too hard, nor too soft, and the meat is tender.

The three of them sat on the street and ate to their heart's content, with no time to talk.

This small stall is just a random shed with tables and chairs inside. It is neither windproof nor frostproof. If you don't eat quickly, it will get cold soon.

They ate as they walked, and when they returned to the mansion, they all felt very bloated. It seemed that they would not have to have dinner tonight.

Just as they returned to the mansion, the shadow guards also came back. A group of young men were chatting and laughing with their arms around each other.

His face was flushed in such a cold weather, and his speech was a bit lisp, it seemed that he must have drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

Jiang Wenjing slapped his forehead. Seeing the two looking at him with puzzled expressions, he smiled and explained, "There is a winery in our city. The wine is brewed by the people themselves. The fruit wine is especially famous. They grow the fruits themselves and then brew the wine. The taste is very mellow."

"It's getting late today, I'll take you two there tomorrow. You can taste their wine before you buy it. Let's put a few more jars at home and drink to our heart's content during the New Year."

Jiang Shian was not very interested in wine, but he knew that Ji Yinghuai loved drinking and would have a sip when he was free, so he nodded.