I deliver food in the Southern Song Dynasty

On the white dike, weeping poplars are dipped in water, tobacco is laid out on the embankment, and colorful lights along the bank are hidden in it, which is unique.

"Li'er, come back, there are too many people over there, I'm afraid we don't even have a chance to see the mystery. Why don't we challenge the few people here." Father Bai pulled Bai Li Sleeves, walked slowly: "Hey, this place is good, it's all about guessing the names of flowers and plants, this is what our family is best at."

Bai Quer lowered his head in no interest at all.

"When the young girl comes, the door is closed? Lier, you can guess, when the young girl comes, the door is closed and she is named after a flower. What flower do you think it is?" Father Bai took off a colored lantern and asked his daughter road.

Bai Qu said sullenly: "Of course it's refusal."

Unexpectedly, his daughter's guess was right, so Father Bai picked up another colored lantern: "What about this, who in Luochuan hangs on the soul of Concubine Mi?"

"Narcissus."

Li'er even knows this allusion?

"Light shirt cut to the west wind?"

"Jian Qiuluo."

Quer'er reacted too quickly.

"Is there any traces on the temples after falling into the clouds?"

This time it was hard enough.

"Holy hairpin."

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Father Bai smiled proudly and pleasantly: "Lier, Daddy hasn't accompanied you out to guess lantern riddles for a long time. I didn't expect that your knowledge has improved so much. It seems that you are often locked in the room to study , that's right."

But Bai Li said: "Daddy, the last time you took me out to guess lantern riddles, I was only nine years old."

Father Bai unconsciously shook his head and said: "Seven years have passed in a flash, oh, time really flies, and the white horse is too late."

So he sent the few lanterns that Bai Li had guessed to Po Yueting.

I saw a young man in a yellow shirt sitting in the pavilion, drinking tea alone and calmly, replying slowly to the crowd who came to deliver the lanterns.

"Yes. No. No. Yes. No. Yes. Yes. No."

After waiting for a while, it was Bai Laoba and Bai Li's turn to step forward.

"Ling Ai is pretty good, all four guesses are correct." Mr. Huang Shirt praised.

"Thank you, Young Master, for your compliment." Bai Li nodded obediently.

Young Master Huang Shan then handed Bai Li a stack of lottery tickets: "If you guess one correctly, you will get a bag of Biluochun. But seeing how good you are, little girl, I decided to give you an extra bag of Junshan silver needles."

"Junshan silver needle? Is it the Junshan silver needle produced in Dongting Lake? This is so precious!" Bai Li clapped his hands excitedly.

"So it's the tea shop?" Father Bai snatched the lottery ticket and said, "Which tea shop does the young master belong to?"

Young Master Huang Shan said calmly: "Ruyi Tower."