There was a drizzle in the sky, but it did not disturb the tourists' interest at all.
"Moxibustion golden intestine! Fragrant and crispy moxibustion golden intestine!"
"Radish and Chinese cabbage, watered with your own manure, so sweet and delicious!"
"What kind of intestines is this?" Lin Linyou swallowed as he looked at the yellow intestines sizzling with oil on the charcoal fire.
The stall owner said, "Sir, it's sheep intestines."
"Why is the surface so yellow?"
"Sir, it's egg yolk." The stall owner said, and enthusiastically introduced the method of moxibustion on the golden intestine to Lin Linyou and Zhang Bi.
It turns out that this intestine is made by mincing the mutton into pieces, adding vinegar, salt, sauce, chopped green onion and other seasonings, stuffing it into the washed mutton intestine, and hanging it in a ventilated place to dry for several days.
When grilling, cut the dried sheep intestines, pierce them with bamboo skewers, and grill them over charcoal fire. Bake until half-cooked, then spread the egg yolk evenly on the surface of the lamb intestines, and bake until the inside is cooked and golden in color.
You can also leave it without egg yolk, which is cheaper.
"This sausage has been around since the Song Dynasty. It has a long history. It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It has an endless aftertaste. Sir, would you like to order two?"
Only then did Lin Linyou notice that the hanging curtain of the stall said: "Secret recipe passed down from ancestors, moxibustion golden sheep intestines." Seeing the words passed down from ancestors, he paid for two intestines and handed one to Zhang Bi.
This sausage looks no different from the grilled sausages of my time.
When I took a bite, it was indeed delicious and charred on the outside, tender on the inside, and the egg yolk on the outside added to the crispy texture.
"You know how to eat, Ming people know how to eat!" Lin Linyou bit into the moxibustion golden intestine and kept nodding, "It's delicious, not bad, without technology and hard work, healthy."
Zhang Ben took a big bite and after chewing twice, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why is it also yellow inside? Is there egg yolk in it too?"
The stall owner laughed along with him: "You don't know, during the making process, most of the fishy smell of the small intestine is removed, but I retain a part of it. I feel that I only know that what I'm eating is large intestine because it retains part of the taste of the intestine." .”
Most people in the Ming Dynasty who called themselves "I" were from the north. It seems that this sheep intestine is indeed authentic.
Zhang Ben relaxed his frown and took a bite of his intestines with a smile: "Did you keep it on purpose?"
The stall owner raised his chest and said solemnly: "During the cleaning process, I left some of it behind."
Zhang Ben said kindly: "Is it intentional or accidental?"
The stall owner said proudly: "It was intentional."
Zhang Bi then took another bite. As the chewing movement slowly slowed down, the expression on his face gradually became distorted...
"Believe it or not, I overturned your stall!?" Zhang Bi growled at the stall owner with a cold face, while pulling out a piece of hay from between his teeth - I almost thought it was an enoki mushroom!
"Don't be too busy opening it yet!" Lin Linyou calmly finished chewing the moxibustion golden intestines, "Bake two more for me."
"Hey, yes, yes." The stall owner nodded hurriedly, and took a careful look at Zhang Bi. Seeing that he had no real intention to open the stall, he breathed a sigh of relief and got to work.
Zhang Bi took two bites of the moxibustion golden intestine and handed it to Lin Linyou: "Where! This is my authentic one! If you like to eat it, take it and nibble it!"
"I don't want what you bitten." Lin Linyou smiled slightly.
After the moxibustion golden intestines were roasted, Lin Linyou took one and looked at a little boy on the street not far away - it was the one who had just cursed.
At this time, the child was looking at Lin Linyou and the others with wide eyes, putting his index finger in his mouth and sucking.
Lin Linyou walked over with moxibustion gold intestine in hand, squatted down and asked with a smile: "Kid, where are your parents?"
The little boy turned his head and glanced at the cloth shop behind him.
Lin Linyou nodded and waved the sausage in front of the child: "Do you want to eat it?"
The little boy took out his index finger, nodded vigorously, and a long string of saliva slipped from the corner of his mouth.
Lin Linyou took out a handkerchief and wiped his saliva: "You can eat if you want, but you have to promise your uncle that you won't curse others in the future, you know?"
The little boy nodded again, his little eyes full of great expectations.
Lin Linyou handed the sausage to him. Seeing the child eating so deliciously and happily, he also smiled sincerely. He touched the horns on the child's head and asked, "Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, thank you uncle." The little boy looked at Lin Linyou with a bulging mouth, then lowered his head and took a big bite of intestines.
"Eat slowly... Uncle, I have something to say to your mother, but please believe that uncle is not scolding you..."
Zhang Bi, who had witnessed the whole process, looked at Lin Linyou who was walking towards him with a smirk on his face: "I knew you didn't have any good intentions."
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Eating roasted sausages with moxibustion gold, the two of them unknowingly arrived in front of a unique shop at the bell tower next to the Fuyin Yamen in the drizzle.
By the way, this shop is great!
I saw a pair of couplets in front of the door, the first couplet: "Long, long, long, long, long", the second couplet: "Long, long, long, long, long", and the horizontal line: "The spring night is short."
What is posted on the door is not the door god, but the Buddha of Joy.
When the shopkeeper saw the two royal guards coming, he quickly stepped out to greet them, with a businessman's signature smile on his face: "Two adults, this shop is so happy to welcome you, it's really brilliant! Please...please take a look. look."
"What you posted on your door is offensive!" Lin Linyou pretended to be dignified and serious.
The shopkeeper laughed along with him: "Sir, this is all recorded in the Yamen's register. I only dare to post such a small post because the government allows it! Taxes and money have always been paid in an orderly manner... Look at the Fuyin Yamen opposite. How dare you kid to do this?"
"Don't you want to see it? Go in!" Zhang Ben pressed his big hand down on Lin Linyou's back, ruthlessly.
The shopkeeper quickly stretched out his hand to get out of the way: "Please, please!"
When you walk into the store, you will be greeted by a huge screen with lifelike portraits that make viewers blush and feel excited. There is a poem inscribed on the far left of the screen:
"The emperor is dressed in gold and powder, and the pictures are laid out on the pillow. A plain girl is my teacher, and her manners are full of beauty." Author, Zhang Heng.
"Zhang Heng, could it be Zhang Pingzi who invented the seismometer?" Lin Linyou seemed to be talking to himself.
The shopkeeper was very attentive: "Yes, sir, this poem comes from Zhang Pingzi's "Song of the Same Voice"."
"Where's the painting?"
"The paintings were added by later generations."
Behind the screen, there are rows of shelves, displaying porcelain bottles, gourds, clay pots and wooden boxes of different sizes and shapes, with their respective names pasted on red paper.
"What are these?" Lin Lin walked over and picked up a small and exquisite gourd to look at. He saw the words "seal kidney" posted on it.
"Sir, you are really discerning!" the shopkeeper said, "This fur seal kidney is made from the fat fish produced in the Xiaomengong River in Menggen Prefecture, Yunnan, plus the umbilical cord produced in the sea in Dengzhou, Shandong, after seven or forty-nine processes. The process takes ninety-nine and eighty-one days to refine, and the food can control a hundred women! Even if you have dozens of wives, you will not be jealous of each other. Hehehehe."
"Oh, so powerful!" Lin Linyou played with the gourd with great interest.
"Sir, would you like to order one? It only costs one tael of silver." The shopkeeper's small abacus clicked in his hand, "The small one can also reduce the price by 30% for you, as long as..."
"Don't worry, I'll take another look." Lin Lin looked around and felt fresh.
"Yes, sir, please take a look." The shopkeeper nodded and bowed.
"What is this?" Lin Linyou grabbed a strange-shaped silk ribbon.
The shopkeeper smiled and motioned Lin Linyou to come closer, and then whispered in his ear: "This thing is called Lu Gongshou, also known as sulfur hoop, and so on...hehe."
Lin Linyou's face turned red when he heard this: "Is it so magical? Hehehehe."
He picked up another bell the size of a grape: "Where's this one?"
The shopkeeper said: "Mian Ling, also called Tai Chi Wan, is produced in Yunnan. This thing is so cute! All the big and small officials in the Fuyin Yamen have bought it. They are very popular for personal use or as gifts..." So he added Lin Linyou carefully explained how to use it.
"Wow -" Lin Linyou smiled and opened his mouth wide.
Zhang Bi on the side was playing with a ceramic pestle and sniffing it under his nose from time to time: "I like how you look like you have never seen the world... Shopkeeper, do you sell garlic paste?"
"Oh, sir, this is not a piece of cake." The shopkeeper stepped forward and pointed at the pestle in Zhang Ben's hand, "This is called the Vajra Wedge, it's stuffed there..."
"where?"
"Is that right there..." The shopkeeper patted a certain part of his body.
"Ci'ao..." Zhang Bi screamed softly, and the pestle slipped from his hand. Fortunately, Lin Lin had quick eyes and quick hands, and he caught a monkey fishing for the moon.
Zhang Ben laughed dumbly: "Haha, luckily it's not used."
Lin Linyou said: "It can be used internally or externally. It's all available. It knows how to play. Ming people really know how to play."
The shopkeeper said: "Our store has recently received a few volumes of New Year pictures. Do you two adults want to take a look?"
Lin Linyou only said that the New Year pictures were real: "What's so good about the New Year pictures?"
Zhang Bi was already looking at it: "It looks good, it really looks good."
"Your Excellency, you are discerning!" The shopkeeper explained to Zhang Bi again, "This volume of "Xiling Xing Xiaozhou Empress Picture" is full of pictures and texts. I got it after a lot of effort."
Lin Linyou's ears twitched: This doesn't seem to be the name of a serious New Year painting?
The shopkeeper continued to introduce: "This is "After Tasting Pictures", which depicts the Song Dynasty's first year of Duanping, when the Song Dynasty united with the Mongols to destroy the Jin Dynasty, the Song soldiers fought against the Jin Dynasty... This is Zhao Ziang's "Thirty-six Pictures of Spring Competition" "...Well, this is "The Secret Play of Spring Night" by Zhou Fang, a great painter of the Tang Dynasty..."
Depend on! Sure enough, it’s not a serious painting! When Lin Linyou heard this, he couldn't help but move over to take a look...
"The enthusiasm and unrestrained folk customs of the Ming Dynasty really amaze me! Brother, I'm starting to like this place." Lin Linyou turned over the scroll with gleaming eyes.
"Oh, don't you miss the teachers?" Zhang Ben chuckled.
"I don't want to. The teachers can only watch. Unlike the teachers here, they can also serve!" Lin Linyou also said with a smile, "Tonight, I want to give Miss Yu the same gift!"
Just as he was looking at it carefully, he suddenly heard the shopkeeper shouting towards the door: "Master Jiang, you are here!" Lin and Zhang were left to greet the door.
Lin Linyou raised his head, wondering...
Zhang Ben also looked up, and was shocked by what he saw...
