The fish belly has just turned white in the east, and Hexia Street has long since woken up. The streets and alleys are bustling with activity, and the shops are open for business, especially those making sesame seed cakes and fried dough sticks. In order to satisfy the guests and support their families, businessmen worked tirelessly.
"Come and buy fried dough sticks, crisp and delicious fried dough sticks." The waiter in the fried dough stick shop solicited the customers, "Come on, come on, Miss, please come in. Madam, please sit over here."
"They sell steamed buns, delicious and big steamed buns, come and buy them." The waiter at the steamed bun shop shouted.
The south entrance of Hexia Street is naturally the busiest. The restaurant Songji Spicy Soup arouses the appetites of customers. Those who like this will come to Songji Restaurant early in the morning and have a bowl of spicy soup with rich ingredients, coupled with thousands of fried dough sticks. Or roll sesame seed cakes, the taste makes people salivate.
Layers of smoke-like white mist floated on the Xiaohu Lake across from the Royal Pier. Several practitioners on the lakeside relaxed their arms lightly, and their open and closed through-arm fists were particularly powerful.
A man wearing a white satin Tai Chi suit, each move shows his skill.
A few old people were carrying bird cages under the small pavilion. The thrushes in the bamboo cages called gracefully, which triggered hundreds of people beside the canal to echo. For a while, it was like playing the song "Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix", which was very lively.
The fog on the vast Li Canal became even thicker, and a hint of coolness hit my heart. Standing on the embankment and looking north, you can have a panoramic view of the Hexia Ancient Town. The smoke from the kitchen is floating in the air, and a new day has already arrived in Master Shen's expectation.
"Son, get up. Young master, there are so many things waiting for you to do today." Mr. Shen walked out of the room and shouted to his son's room.
When Master Shen heard his father's cry, he quickly responded: "Dad, I'll get up right now."
The tenderness last night made him sleep soundly. He gently moved his wife's head away from his right arm. His wife's snow-white body suddenly appeared under the sheets. The charming curves made him have a physical reaction immediately, but he quickly restrained himself. , covered his wife and children, looked at the young master affectionately, got dressed and got ready to come out.
The young mistress grabbed him, her tender eyes were as clear as water, and the couple, who were like glue, looked at each other and hugged each other again.
"Daughter-in-law, please sleep a little longer. I'm up. Dad is waiting." Master Shen said, stroking his wife's hair and gently touching her smooth body.
"Yes." The young lady gently let go of her hand.
Master Shen opened the curtain and found Master Shen standing there. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Dad, you got up so early."
"It's still early, it's already dawn." Mr. Shen rolled his eyes at his son, "Go to the front yard and let's discuss the full moon wine."
"Dad, I'll just wash my face and come."
Mrs. Shen got up early as usual to prepare breakfast for the family. She worked hard in the field during this confinement. Although taking good care of her daughter-in-law means taking good care of her grandson, she is a very kind mother-in-law to her daughter-in-law.
Seeing that her grandson's milk was plentiful, that the little one was fat and healthy, and that her daughter-in-law was taking good care of her body, the young mistress was always grateful. She felt that marrying into the Shen Mansion must be a blessing from her previous life, allowing her to meet the real person. When I was destined to be the emperor, I also met such a considerate and good mother-in-law.
"Today, my mother's Kun'er is one month old. I don't want my son to be rich, but she wants my son to be safe and sound." The young mistress kissed her tender face, and overflowing motherly love surrounded the young Shen Kun.
Shen Kun suddenly started babbling, as if responding to his mother's love.
"Kun'er, do you want to talk to mom?" The scene of mother and son relying on each other in the room was very heartwarming.
"Okay, are a few things clear?"
"Dad, it's clear." Master Shen said firmly.
"Okay, I'm going to have breakfast." Mr. Shen put on a coat and walked out of Shen's house, walked out of the alley and walked towards Huzui Street in the south.
"Good morning, Mr. Shen."
"morning."
Mr. Shen greeted his neighbors and went straight to the noodle shop. If he didn't eat a bowl of Yangchun noodles every morning, he would feel sad for a long time.
The wide, old-fashioned street was bustling with people, and the sound of hawkers kept coming. The smell of fried dough sticks and sesame cakes tempted his taste buds, making him feel even more hungry.
"Boy, it's the same old rules." Master Shen shouted.
"Mr. Shen, please sit down slowly."
Holding the chopsticks, Mr. Shen is ready. Sure enough, after a while his sunshine came.
In a blue-patterned lace bowl, a large chopstick of noodles is neatly soaked in soy sauce-colored soup, with amaranth, garlic flowers, etc. floating on the surface of the soup. Yangchun noodles are extremely thin, so run them through cold water before cooking to maintain the elasticity and texture of the noodles.
Mr. Shen picked up a chopstick and dragged it to his mouth. The familiar taste suddenly filled his mouth. After chewing and swallowing quickly, he couldn't help but eat a second chopstick. The omelette in front of him was of a very high standard, probably eighty-done, and the color stimulated Mr. Shen's appetite. He ate two eggs in several places, and finally drank the soup, and then left the noodle shop with satisfaction.
After breakfast, Mr. Shen walked towards Songji Restaurant. The sun has already climbed up to the treetops, and Master Shen is picking at the gaps between his teeth with a toothpick. The noodles just tasted so authentic and authentic that the fragrance of the noodles still lingers on my lips and teeth.
People were coming and going on the canal embankment, and the stone road leading to the depths of Hexia Street was crowded with people. Looking south, there was a stream of people on the stone steps. They were going up or down, starting a new day.
"Master Shen, please do whatever you can to help us." Just as he was about to step into the restaurant, Master Shen was pulled back.
If you want to know what happens next, listen to the explanation next time.
