"Hiccup!" Helan Chushi burped with satisfaction. This thin cook is just an ordinary small shop cook. If you want to say that his cooking skills can really compare with the high-paid chefs hired by Hou Junji's Protector's Mansion, that's not necessarily the case.
But this taste in memory is really something only he can create.
"Fang Zhugan, why are you here in Guizhou City... this commercial street?"
"Hey hey hey!" Fang Zhugan called an apprentice to take over, and then sat at Helan Chushi's table and said: "The business in the store has been getting better and better in the past few years. Our store has also opened two branches. Originally, I used these I have left the craftsmanship to those apprentices and am ready to take a good rest.”
"In the end, His Highness the King of Wei sent someone to find me. He said that I was the representative delicacy of our area and wanted to invite me to Guizhou City. I was a little hesitant at first, but they really gave me too much."
Helan Chushi used to be an errand in the East Palace, so he naturally knew that King Wei was Li Tai, but he did not expect that Li Tai personally sent someone to arrange this.
Now that he had finished eating, he felt something was wrong.
But he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong...
Well, probably coming here brought back a lot of memories for him.
"By the way, Mr. Helan, your favorite little orchid is also here, singing a song right next to it!"
The popularity of rap music only started to develop slowly after Tang Ping came.
Because Tang Ping published a lot of story books, Yun Zhuiyue, an oiran from Chang'an City, got a lot of inspiration from Tang Ping and sang the stories in these story books.
This kind of singing was very popular in Chang'an, and other places naturally developed various substitutes and imitations, as well as adaptations based on local characteristics.
Various local operas began to develop.
Little Orchid was Helan Chushi’s favorite red card in the hook bar when she was in Henan Road. In the past three days, she would go there every once in a while to support her.
It can even be said that he was the one who first opened his love for Helan Chushi.
If Helan Chushi was also surfing the Internet, at this time he would probably say that the memory of the dead suddenly began to attack me, or that it was my lost youth.
Even now that he has become Hou Junji's son-in-law, Xiao Lanhua is also the white moonlight in his heart.
The pot dish that was originally fragrant suddenly became less fragrant.
"Let's go next door and have a look."
Helan Chushi stood up and asked the young man who received him to take him to the next door. At this time, a soldier beside him said hesitantly: "Major General..."
"What's wrong?" Helan Chushi was a little impatient.
"It's just... we've been away from home for a long time, and we also want to find out if there is any hometown food here."
Not all the people who followed him were from Henan Road, but some were from other places. Seeing that they could taste the taste of their hometown, they couldn't help but be a little excited.
At this time, the Tang Dynasty was much more developed in terms of transportation than in history because of Tang Ping's arrival, but it was still the Tang Dynasty after all.
You can't live in Xi'an like you do in modern times. If you want to eat Shaxian, you can eat Shaxian, and if you want to eat hot pot, you can eat hot pot.
It is extremely difficult to have a taste of hometown when you are thousands of miles away from home.
"Okay, let's go, let's go!" Helan Chushi was in a good mood and signaled to the soldiers around him: "Everyone has eaten and drank well today, and they all belong to me, the general."
The soldier took out a handful of Tang Dynasty coins and distributed them to the soldiers. Even though the Yanbei Protectorate was in the northeast farthest away from Tang Dynasty, they gradually became accustomed to using Tang Dynasty coins for daily transactions.
"Thank you, young general!"
A group of sergeants took the money and happily followed the road signs on the street to go where they wanted to go.
"The bright moon rises from the Tianshan Mountains, and in the vast sea of clouds, the wind blows tens of thousands of miles across the Yumen Pass..."
Before walking into the hook fence, I heard Little Orchid's familiar voice coming from inside.
Although it was the first time he heard the poem she sang, Helan Chushi could feel a deep sadness from it.
It's the kind of sadness that reminds you of the past and misses your homeland but can't go back.
Could it be that Little Orchid knew she was coming?
That's right, he is now quite famous, and among Hou Jun's army, he is considered a big shot below one person and above ten thousand people. He is no longer the ordinary second son of the Helan family in the past.
I came to this commercial street. I am afraid that someone had told Xiaolanhua a long time ago, so she could sing such resentful words. Isn't this because she was blaming herself for not looking for her for so many years?
Under the guidance of the young man, he excitedly came to a nearby stage.
"Yes, it's her!"
Little Orchid with exquisite makeup stood on the stage. Seven or eight years later, she still looked exactly the same as she did back then.
"The garrisonmen look at the side, thinking about returning home with so much sadness. The tall buildings are like this at night, and they have no time to sigh."
Little Orchid sang the last line several times with her eyes closed, and after a brief silence, the audience burst into warm applause.
Guardsmen are soldiers guarding the border. Naturally, they are the most resonant in the city here. Even some rough guys can't understand. There are also people beside them who explain in a low voice, coupled with Xiao Lanhua's singing, it really makes them fascinated. Like drunkenness.
Among them, Helan Chushi shouted the loudest.
"Okay, good singing! Great singing!"
Little Lanhua opened her eyes and looked towards Helan Chushi. Her eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered something.
Then he lifted up his skirt and walked down the stairs towards the stage.
Helan Chushi smiled slightly, and sure enough, he recognized himself!
"Little Orchid!" Helan Chushi stretched out his hand, but he didn't wait for Little Orchid to pounce on him, he just caught a gust of fragrant wind.
"Master Li Bai, you are here!" Turning around to look, the little orchid looked expectantly with its bright eyes...
The young man who brought me here!
"You...you...I..." For a moment, even Helan Chushi was a little incoherent.
My own youth...didn't you recognize yourself?
"Little Orchid, you don't recognize me?"
Only then did Xiao Lanhua remember that this person seemed to be brought here by Mr. Li Bai. If she neglected him, it would be a loss of etiquette.
So he smiled slightly and said, "I'm sorry for my blindness, little girl, but I wonder who this young master is?"
Li Bai suppressed his laughter, and then introduced him seriously: "This is Major General Helan Chushi, the father-in-law and the governor of Hou Junji!"
"I've met the young general!" Xiao Lanhua greeted him, then turned around and continued to ask Li Bai: "Master, what kind of flavor do you think I sang about Guan Shanyue just now?"
Li Bai gave a thumbs up and said: "Since I wrote this poem, you have sung it the best!"
This is not because he was perfunctory. This poem was written by chance when he followed Cheng Chumo and others to Yumen Pass when Tang Ping went to Nanyang.
After returning to Chang'an, Yun Zhuiyue also tried singing, but it was true that he couldn't sing as well as Little Orchid.
Only then did Helan Chushi react, as if Xiaolanhua had just called this annoying young man Li Bai!
"You are Li Bai!"
Some people died, but not completely...
