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Cai Xiaowen, a self-proclaimed martial arts practitioner.I usually get up early to practice.But there are exceptions. For example, yesterday she performed an Emei fan, cooked a table of food and wine, compared a clay pot, and guessed someone's mind.So when she lay back in her little bed late at night, she fell unconscious as soon as her head touched the pillow.I slept until the sun was three poles, and then I reluctantly got out of bed.Cai Xiaowen can forgive himself for occasionally waking up two or three times a month late.Seeing the dazzling golden courtyard outside the house, she knew it was a rare sunny day, so she simply gave herself a vacation.I don't do pottery, I don't read books, I just hang out.Looking forward to today's easy arrangement, Cai Xiaowen felt very happy.Immediately jumped out of bed, washed and dressed, and said goodbye to the glutinous rice balls.

When Tangyuan heard that she was going to hang out in the street market, she quickly tore a bandanna and wrapped a handkerchief of winter dates in a large dustpan in the yard.She tied up the bulging handkerchief, tied it around Cai Xiaowen's waist, and said, "Dongzao from Shandong, I bought them at the temple fair yesterday. You take it with you to relieve your boredom. It's expensive, so don't throw it away if you can't finish it. I'll do the laundry at home, and I don't care about your lunch." gone."

"Yeah! I'll solve it myself." Cai Xiaowen walked out of the house with her hands behind her back, shaking her head like a little old lady.

The sun was really good, and it made me feel warm.Cai Xiaowen put his footsteps to the slowest, squinted his eyes and raised his head to enjoy the fine weather.The weather is good, and it is almost noon, and there are many people in the market.The food shops on both sides of the street began to get busy.Either a food table, or a cage, or a cauldron, or an earthen pot, either flying flour or billowing white smoke.Cai Xiaowen had already walked to Tea Soup Street without realizing it, all kinds of aromas blended together and penetrated into her nose.

"Hmm! As the saying goes, you don't come to Chatang Street on a diet. The next sentence...the next sentence..." Cai Xiaowen looked left and right cheerfully while thinking about the next sentence of the common saying she made up.This tea soup street has a long history and is a famous street in Yufeng City.From the street to the end of the street, all kinds of delicacies are sold.Wanlou plum blossom buns with [-] pleats, the meat filling is soft and suitable for fat and thin.Jin's donkey meat pancakes with fried sauce, the rich donkey meat and the homemade sauce in the old shop, one bite is full of fragrance.Wusao steamed bun shop, the old noodle steamed buns are sweet, delicious and chewy, perfect for lunch.Aunt Yun cooks the fish shop, the small steamed fish is so delicious and sweet that I can't find a single thorn.There is also the small crock pot soup shop. The couple who are the shopkeepers came from Jiangxi thousands of miles away. It is said that they brought five large crock pots one person tall and dozens of small crock pots from their hometown.Dozens of earthen pot soups are sold every day, such as radish and pork ribs soup, pea pork soup, pigeon mushroom soup, duck and wolfberry soup, and the simplest but most delicious meat pie soup... Cai Xiaowen was so happy that he thought about it. He took out a winter jujube and threw it into his mouth for fun.

"Mmm! It's really delicious... It's fragrant, sweet and crispy!" Cai Xiaowen ate so much that ten winter dates were gone in a blink of an eye.Reluctant to finish eating all at once, she tied up her handkerchief again and continued to swing forward.

After leaving Chatang Street, I passed a few more streets.She saw the signboard of her pottery shop from a distance, and when she got closer, she saw that the shop was extremely busy.Today a potter came from out of town and is buying pottery from the Cai family.Cai Xiaowen didn't know this, and stood at the door of the store a little at a loss.She has never cared about the business in the shop, and today she has nothing to do, so she wants to come to the shop to take a look and pay attention to the pottery products in the big kiln recently.It can be seen that the guys in the shop are all busy now, she thought that going in would only add to the chaos, so she might as well not show up.So she found a nearby food stall and ordered a bowl of wontons in chicken soup.

The chicken soup was simmered all night, and it was sticky and rich, with a few golden oils floating in it.Wontons are small fillings with thin skins, wrapped in pork and dried shrimps.A spoonful of minced green onion and a spoonful of coriander on the soup head, scalded to give off a beautiful aroma.Cai Xiaowen poured a few drops of vinegar himself, mixed it well, and ate a big mouthful of soup and wontons.

"Uh...uh... oh, it's hot!" Cai Xiaowen gulped down the hot wonton without even tasting the flavor.She didn't dare to be impatient for the second bite, and scooped up a wonton and blew it slowly.Just blowing breath was boring, she sat on the stool and turned her buttocks to look around, and suddenly saw two stalls selling mutton pot not far away were arguing.

It is an ideal state for Cai Xiaowen to have fun while eating.She craned her neck to listen, and after a while she understood the ins and outs of their quarrel.The mutton stall on this side of the street is an old one, and the one across the street is new.The old stall on this side of the street accused the new stall across the street of stealing their secret recipe for cooking mutton.The new stall on the opposite side of the street argues that since ancient times, stealing skills is not considered stealing. One did not dig the wall and the other did not pry open the box to get the secret recipe.

The old stall on this side of the street said that if you steal art, just steal art, and don't just open opposite me.

The new stall on the opposite side of the street is also very helpless, saying that there is a patrol on this street, regardless of setting up a stall...

Cai Xiaowen smiled, lowered his head and ate the wonton, thinking: If you have art, you should hide it well.There is nothing to reason about if someone steals it.Everyone is a craftsman, who doesn't know who... huh?Stealing art?Speaking of stealing art, she suddenly remembered that she wanted to steal Su Fang's art that day on the rocky beach, but Su Fang turned out to be just roast chicken... She put down the spoon, opened her mouth slightly and thought fiercely: Su Ying, three years of Tao Jian Nine grades win.I will not talk about the older generation of potters in the city who have closed their kilns, such as father and uncle.If you count the potters who are still doing pottery, Su Ying can rank first.She also has a great advantage in making purple clay that was not born yet.In yesterday's competition, wouldn't her square pot make tea more fragrant?She sure has the secret recipe!Or, or not, I'll take a peek... a little peek... just a peek...

Therefore, it is right and wrong to be bored.If Cai Xiaowen was as busy as Su Ying every day, she wouldn't be thinking so wildly... She found enough comfort for herself that stealing art is not stealing, she didn't eat wontons, she just dropped the spoon and just did it.

She ran to the pottery shop of Su's family first, and seeing that Su Ying was not in the shop, she asked a clerk casually, and it turned out that she was not at home.Cai Xiaowen was secretly delighted, thinking that Su Yang usually manages the business of the store, so it's rare that he doesn't come, but he is at home today, so he must be making pottery at home!

Cai Xiaowen suddenly felt that God was helping her, she would be sorry if she didn't go to Su's house to steal art.She didn't know that Su Ying was at home because she had been waiting for her for too long last night, and she caught a cold from the wind and fell ill.

Cai Xiaowen ran back home in a hurry, picked up the glutinous rice balls that were still doing laundry diligently.After exhorting a few words ear to ear, she and Tang Yuan came to the gate of Su's house together.Tang Yuan went to knock on the door, but she hid far away and stared at the door of Su's house.Tangyuan entered the door, and not long after, she came out with Fengling and left in a hurry.Before leaving, Tangyuan secretly clenched her fist at Cai Xiaowen.Cai Xiaowen was overjoyed, knowing that this meant that Fengling hadn't cooked lunch yet.She stood against the wall, rubbing her hands constantly, extremely excited, as if she was about to do something risky and slightly bad.In this inexplicable excitement, the self-moral condemnation about stealing art has been thrown out of the sky, and now she only thinks about how to sneak into the gate of the Su family...

After waiting patiently for an hour, Cai Xiaowen called a small stall not far away to bake fish pancakes with a charcoal oven, and gave him tens of pennies to bake at the gate of Su's house.Cai Xiaowen hid behind the little lion at the door of Su's house, thinking in his heart: The smell of charcoal burning is very fragrant, and if blown by the wind, he will definitely be able to float into Su's house.Now it's past meal time, Fengling neither cooked nor came back.The senior sister must be hungry, and the smell is even more unbearable, so she will come out to buy food.After about a stick of incense, the senior sister will...how come out...

I saw Su Ying, wrapped in a thick robe and fur collar, push the door out, stooped slightly and grabbed the copper coin string, coughed twice, and went straight to the grilled fish stall.Cai Xiaowen didn't dare to delay, quickly moved out from behind the stone lion, and slipped into Su's courtyard by the door.She quickly looked around, and at a glance, she saw a turntable of clay, water and bamboo knives in the middle of the yard.Isn't this just to be Tao... Overjoyed, she hurriedly climbed a tree in the corner of the hospital, and climbed up three times.The trunk is thick enough to sit on.Cai Xiaowen tightly wrapped his legs around the tree trunk, pushed aside the branches and leaves, and was able to condescendingly see every move of Su Glaze in front of the turntable.

Not long after, Su Ying came back, holding three skewers of fish and a scone in her hand.Cai Xiaowen said heartily: Oh, I still eat a lot.I remember that my sister's appetite is quite small...

In fact, this is not much.Su Qing is very busy during the day, and she is used to eating more breakfast and dinner.I don't eat much at noon, as long as I don't miss the meal, it is a normal meal.But now it's past meal time, Su Qing is hungry, otherwise she wouldn't still eat grilled fish while sick.

Su Ying sat in front of the small bamboo stool on the turntable, took a big bite of the fish, chewed it twice and swallowed it, and said sadly: "There is no oil." She compared this grilled fish on the street with the big mountain fish that Cai Xiaowen grilled for her. Than, naturally very different.Before she had time to take a second bite, she took out a handkerchief and wiped her anxious nose, laughed at herself, and sang a few words in a nonchalant way: "The snot can't stop, there is not a drop of oil in the fish..."

Pfft... Cai Xiaowen learned his lesson this time and covered his mouth with his hands to prevent even a trace of laughter from leaking out.She suddenly remembered that "common saying" and came up with the next sentence: If you don't go on a diet and come to Chatang Street, if you want to have fun, go to the senior sister.

While wiping her nose, Su Ying ate the grilled fish pancakes in a whirlwind, then looked at the pottery clay on the turntable sadly, and said weakly: "I still have to make pottery after being caught in the wind and cold... Life is so sad... Should I accept it too?" I'm an apprentice now... This way I can still help me... Uh, why don't you take Xiao Mosquito as your goddaughter!"

... Cai Xiaowen on the tree, when he heard Su Ying talking to himself that he was caught in the wind and cold, he was still worried suddenly.But when she heard the second half of the sentence, she already wanted to jump down and fight Su Ying...

The author has something to say:

The peeping behavior of the little mosquito is much worse than the idiot of the senior sister, right?