Dress to be a celebrity

The two princes were going to get married, and Huan Ling, who was the first to submit a letter, could not take his natural leave. Not only was he taught by his grandfather every day, but he also had to go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate sooner or later, and work with his colleagues to monitor the money in and out of the household and labor departments.

Song Shi felt a little sympathetic to him, but the ones who deserved more sympathy were the officials from the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Li, Household, and Industrial Ministries who were pulled out to work. I don’t know if those people would hate him for this memorial when they went to work overtime. when.

Probably hate and envy.After all, the marriage of the princes is a major event in the country. He let the two princes get married as soon as he went up, which is considered a remarkable political achievement. At least his colleagues who had paid countless books for the marriage of King Zhou were envious.

Song Shi waved him off to work overtime, took the house buying guide he had written, and called his agent to show him the house.The three sets were carefully selected by Huan Ling, a local. Not only the size of the house is suitable, the layout is good, the materials used to build the house are all good materials, the surrounding environment, neighbors, transportation, and shopping conditions are also good-from a superstitious point of view, this The feng shui of several houses is also good.

In his heart, he still likes Xiya the most.

Not only for the purpose of being neighbors with future celebrities, and for the sake of cultivating the addiction of the first assistant, but also for the spaciousness of the west side, which is two or three times larger than the yards in the city, and the east and west yards are almost comparable to those in the east of the city. The main courtyard there is enough for their family to live in the same house for four generations.

Not only is the house large and there are many houses, but there is also a small garden next to it.In the garden, a canal is brought in from Houhai, and it is measured in the west of the garden to form a pool of clear water, next to a rockery. It is said that it is still a feng shui for attracting nobles.Although the Song Dynasty did not believe in these superstitions, it liked this pond. Although there is nothing to grow in the pond now, it is clear that the leaves are dead and the lotus is thrown in. Seeds of lotus, water chestnut, water chestnut, and gorgon will be a good scene in summer and autumn. .

You can also eat fresh water chestnut and tender lotus root, killing two birds with one stone.

Although the garden is small, let’s add a few pieces of exquisite… Concrete lake stones, plant some trees, use corridors, moon doors, and flower windows to create depth of field, learn the design of Soviet-style gardens, and add this pool and clear canals, at least The level of a park in the middle of the street, right?

The more he thought about it, the more his heart became more and more moved. First, he found a scholar who could sketch from nature to draw the inside and outside of the three yards, and glued the pictures together with the housing prices and fish scale pictures of the house, and asked someone to take them back to Baoding for his mother and brothers and sisters-in-law refer to.

After arranging the business, he went to Lingquan Temple again to find the zaju troupe he met that day.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, the wave of overtime work in the Metropolitan Procuratorate also took a break, and Huan Ling took half a day off to accompany him to Lingquan Temple.The last time King Zhou was caught by Weifu, he probably won't come again this time. The two walked back steadily, planning to take a closer look at the people on the stage before going to recognize their relatives.

What if they learned this makeup from the Luqi people from Fujian, and they are not Meng Sanlang and his wife at all?If they go up and admit the wrong person, they will be embarrassed to watch the play again. Wouldn't it be a waste of such a good drama adapted from the original book!

They checked the time of the last time, and arrived earlier than last time. Although there were already some people around the car of the zaju troupe, the actors were all putting on makeup in the tent, and Jing Mo hadn't even appeared on the stage yet.At this time, I just passed by, just in time to look at the previous episode.

When the two of them passed by the food stall on the side of the road, the stall owner who almost had a quarrel with him recognized them, stepped forward to greet them, and said, "Could it be that the two young masters didn't watch Song Sanyuan's drama last time, so come here and watch it again today." ?The young masters went to the monastery when they met their noble friends last time. Unfortunately, Leng Tao didn’t eat a few bites. Today I’ll make another portion for the young masters. I don’t want your money.”

Seeing how generous he was, Song Shi replied with a smile: "Master Lao is thinking about it. Today we are going to squeeze in to watch a theater, but it is not convenient to eat Lengtao. We just need to buy some food that is easy to hold in our hands."

Dragon Boat Festival, what is more convenient than rice dumplings!

The stall owner said: "My family also sells good glutinous rice dumplings. I wonder what the two guests want to eat? There are jujubes, candied dates, and homemade bean stuffing. I will give you a small dish of sugar for free. I dare not eat it." Collect money from the guests."

He opened a large pot from the back, and took out some steamed rice dumplings that were almost dripping green, with red and white threads wrapped around them.

The zongzi eaten daily in the north is nothing more than red dates, bean paste, eight treasures, and white sugar, which are less stuffing than those in the south.In the Song Dynasty, my family liked to eat jujubes, so I ordered two jujubes from his house, and I asked Huan Ling to peel them off for them, cut them into small pieces and put them in the food box. It's convenient to take it away in a while.

The stall owner said cheerfully: "How can a rich man like you peel off the zongzi leaves by yourself? Naturally, the little old man will come." Order the coins for buying zong leaves.

He spoke neatly and worked neatly, and he finished it in a few strokes. He also poured two small dishes of not-so-white sugar into an empty grid for them to dip in the rice dumplings.Huan Ling took the box and saw that the singing on the stage hadn't started yet, so he took two pairs of chopsticks, wiped them with a handkerchief a few times, and advised Song Shi to take this opportunity to take a bite first.

Not only is it hot and delicious, but if you squeeze into the crowd later, you may not even have room to raise your arms. No matter how well the zongzi is cut, it will be inconvenient to eat.

Song Shi rolled the zongzi into the candy box, but it still didn't taste as sweet as modern candy, so he asked the stall owner to buy a few more dishes.However, folk snacks are just for the atmosphere, and you can’t ask the stall owner to use the white sugar decolorization process for the free sugar. The sandy and sweet earthy white sugar is paired with hot, sticky, glutinous and smooth steamed rice. Occasionally, you can eat sugar Sweet steamed jujube feels pretty good.

I think that in the university cafeteria I could buy zongzi for breakfast every day, but I didn’t think this zongzi was good. Now I can only eat it once a year, so I feel its preciousness as a festival food.

Song Shi recalled that year, and couldn’t help but think of another kind of zongzi that is suitable for holding and eating in crowded places: “It would be great if there were bamboo tube zongzi in Yunnan. Break open the bamboo, use a stick to pierce it through the bottom, and roll a circle of sugar outside. , you can eat it anywhere.”

Huan Ling had never heard of the name "Zongzi in Bamboo Tube", so he couldn't help asking, "When have you ever eaten Yunnan's rice dumplings? Could it be that you followed the order to take office in Guangxi..."

Only then did Song Shi realize that he had made a mistake, coughed a few times, and said with a piece of rice dumpling between his hands, "Exactly, Guangxi is close to Yunnan. There are merchants who sell medicinal materials in Yunnan. They say that the food of the Yi people there is different from that in the Central Plains. They love steamed rice in bamboo tubes." Rice. Bamboo tubes can not only be used to make zongzi, but also to steam vegetable rice with beans or chicken and mushrooms in it..."

He has eaten it at the stall in front of the school for several years. I don't know if it is authentic Yunnan product, but it is really delicious.

Huan Ling loved to hear him talk about experiences that he had never participated in, so he bit his rice dumpling and listened with a smile.The stall owner was really interested, and when he finished speaking, he took the initiative to agree: "The rice dumplings in bamboo tubes that the young master said are easy to make, and the little old man will steam them after listening to them. If the young master comes to eat at this stall next time, The little old man will steam a pot and give it to you."

Song Shi smiled and shook his head: "No matter how much we can eat, we won't be able to eat in one pot. If my husband wants to sell it, I'll just try to make it myself. Zongzi is easy to make, but when steaming glutinous rice with chicken and steamed meat, you need to add a few drops of oil to the rice. , put in autumn oil, ginger, and garlic to marinate the meat, it tastes good, but salt alone is not fragrant enough."

He also forgot whether it is bamboo tube chicken or glutinous rice chicken, but based on his 20 years of experience in canteens and takeaways, it will definitely be delicious if he cooks it this way.

The guests at the next table who just sat down to order also made him drool, wishing that the stall owner would immediately buy bamboo, cut bamboo tubes, and steam a plate for them.The stall owner told them that they couldn't make bamboo tubes and chicken, so he could only promise to buy bamboo tubes tomorrow, and try steaming glutinous rice dumplings first.

Beijing does not recognize it as rice dumplings steamed in bamboo tubes, and it can be sold for money after the Dragon Boat Festival, so it is an affordable business.

The stall owner had a good idea, so he asked Song Shi: "Little old man will do business with the method taught by the young master in the future. If you dare to ask the young master's name, in the future, my stall can be said to be a prescription given by a certain young master's house?"

... No, he will recognize Song's mimeograph and Song's hard pen calligraphy, so the Song's zongzi will not be used.

He smiled awkwardly yet politely, and said politely, "Let's call it Yunnan Bamboo Tube Rice. I'm just an ordinary person, and I don't want to be famous in this kind of thing."

The stall owner sighed regretfully, and everyone who listened to him talking about Yunnan bamboo rice for a long time said: "Young master even knows what the Yi people eat every day, and can tell you how to make it. You must be a master of food, why don't you leave a name?" surname?"

Song Shiken wanted to leave such a celebrity legend for the bamboo tube rice dumplings, and wanted to run away with the box of food.

Huan Ling felt that his fidgeting appearance was too cute to describe, so he helped him out with a smile: "My brother is not a famous person like Song Sanyuan, so what if he left his name? Why don't we just say it's a Yunnan rice dumpling, a guest eating Seeing that it is a rare flavor from a distant place, I am afraid that there will be more people coming to buy it.”

This made the stall owner nod his head, but his younger brother gave him a resentful look - his face and neck were a little red when he looked closely, but fortunately the sun was very sunburned during the Dragon Boat Festival, and others were also blushing, no one found out that he was because of that The sentence "Song Sanyuan" made her blush.

Huan Ling could see every little change in his expression, and knew he was embarrassed, so he pulled him up and said: "The last one is on stage over there, let's catch up and see what he said today. These two horses Let’s leave it here for the time being, Mr. Lao will take a look for us, there is no need to feed him.”

The stall owner patted his chest and said: "Of course, of course, because this son teaches the little old man how to make Yunnan rice dumplings, the little old man will also watch over you carefully."

Song Shi turned around and left, and stopped until he reached the periphery of the theater audience, grinding his teeth and scolding him in a low voice: "You just said that no one is famous? What if someone recognizes me as...! In the future, this group of people Whenever you mention me, it's Song... who makes Yunnan bamboo rice!"

Huan Ling held back a smile and leaned his head closer, and replied in a low voice, "If those people really recognize you, how can they hold back? When I got off the horse before, I saw the surrounding situation, and it is true that no one recognized us. Brother, just be at ease. People are noisy here, and they can't hear clearly, why don't you eat zongzi to calm down?"

Eat, eat.

Don't make trouble with your stomach.It's not like you can buy zongzi at any small stall. In the 21st century, the supermarket still sells frozen zongzi all year round, and you can eat it only once a year.

It just so happened that Yan Duan on the stage was also telling jokes about eating zongzi, and it was just right to eat it with this zongzi.The laughter in the crowd in front rose and fell, and Huan Ling laughed a few times, and suddenly remembered that his junior brother was eating rice dumplings, and he would easily choke when he laughed so hard, so he wanted to persuade him not to eat.

However, when he looked at Song, he found that he was holding his stomach and bowing his head, trembling slightly, holding the food box tilted in his hand, and spilled some of the leftover sugar on the ground.

"Time official!"

Huan Ling screamed, supported Song Shi, and asked him nervously, "What's wrong with you, are you choking or have abdominal pain from food accumulation!"

Song Shi raised his head, showing a face with eyes squeezed into a line of laughter, waved his hands and laughed for a long time before saying: "I heard Jing Mo joking in the car, and suddenly remembered a joke I heard before, and it was also related to this zongzi. There is a village outside the capital city. In the village lives a hero whose surname is Jiang and whose name is Mi and Xiaozao. The hero Jiang has taken in two apprentices, one named Baitang and the other named stuffing..."

I haven't listened to cross talk for so many years, but I still can't stand up laughing when I think of "The Bodyguard" when I hear the joke about rice dumplings.Even if this pair of cross talk is changed to stand-up, the traditional art is still full of charm. Huan Ling didn't want to laugh when he heard the name of Zongzi's master and apprentice, and couldn't help laughing when he heard "Eighteen weapons are all...sparse".

People around this car who listen to operas also love to watch operas on weekdays, and they often juggle weapons in the tiles.Listening to him humorously talking about this young man who practiced martial arts "everything is loose" and can "sell" [-] kinds of weapons, but many think of the buskers he has seen on weekdays, They also burst into laughter.

Those in the outer area couldn't hear the jokes clearly, but it happened that he spoke well, so many people came back to see him.It was originally set up by others to sing an opera, but many guests asked him to hook up with a theatergoer and leave, and refused to give a reward to the drama troupe. The person who came down to collect the money saw that something was wrong, so he hurried back and told the troupe master——

Someone was doing a show outside their place, and hooked up their guests!

The class leader frowned and asked: "We have been singing "The Legend of the White-haired Fairy" here for days, and there are people who don't know that we occupy this place? Can you see what that person looks like and what he is doing?"

The one who collected the money was a boy who had just entered the class. He still didn't dare to look at people, and he couldn't see what the people around him looked like after a circle of people, so he just said vaguely: "Is it a speaker? It’s a story about a hero.”

Seeing that he couldn't say anything, the leader of the class saw that Jing, Mo, and Dan in the class were all dressed up again, so it was inconvenient to go out, so he said: "You stay here to watch the cage, and I will go to see him. As long as you don't come here to mess things up, persuade him a little bit." In other words, just keep him away."

He straightened his clothes and squeezed out from the crowd, and sure enough, he saw that the people outside the circle didn't listen to the show on the stage very much, instead, many people surrounded the two young men wearing gauze hats and bright clothes. From time to time, there was loud laughter.

He forcibly squeezed in from the group of people again, and just heard a smiling "I put down my weapon, please spare me—"

The spectators behind him laughed loudly, even he himself didn't realize that a little smile burst from his chest, squeezed in and bowed his hands to the people in the circle, looked up at him and was about to speak.

The three looked at each other, and he almost called out the word "Song". Song Shi, who was talking about cross talk with great interest just now, raised his hand suddenly, with all five fingers spread out, blocking his unspoken words.Huan Ling rushed to him first, winked, and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to meet Brother Li here today. Since it's fate, why not let's go to the temple to talk together after the play."

He looked at Li Shaosheng with burning eyes, and he nodded involuntarily, and said with shame: "I also have many things to say to the two...Young Masters."