Chenshi.
The drums had only stopped playing for an hour, and the streets were already crowded with people, making it very lively.
Lu Li led the black-maned horse and walked on the road of compacted loess. He slowly looked around at the rows of locust trees and elm trees, and the deep courtyards separated by one family from another.
Sogdians, great cannibals, Kunlun slaves...
"Lang Jun, it's not too busy now. At night, people all over Chang'an will walk out of their homes. At last year's Lantern Festival Lantern Festival, some people were so crowded that they walked away with their feet dangling in the air. They walked dozens of steps before stopping."
After leaving the brothel, Miss Qianrui became much more lively and kept talking.
However, there are only three days in a year where you can play without restraint and experience night culture. How can you not be happy?
"Chang'an has a population of more than one million, and it's unusual for everyone to be there. It's not crowded."
As he said this, Lu Li thought of the sight of traveling to scenic spots during the National Day Golden Week in his previous life. By tonight, those would all become small scenes.
"Hu Cake, hot Hu Cake, the last two cages, come and take a look."
The shouts echoed in my ears.
Lu Li looked around and saw a barbarian chef with a tall nose and deep eyes not far ahead who was making sesame cakes. Most of his body was covered by the white air floating out of the steamer.
The speaker was probably his grandfather, who also had a tall nose and deep eyes. He wore a pointed hat and was soliciting customers on the roadside. He spoke Chinese as fluently as Chao Heng.
Realizing that someone was looking at him, the old Hu man hurriedly waved his hand: "This gentleman, come and have a taste. The authentic sesame and biscuits are fragrant and crispy."
"Madam, do you want to try it?"
Lu Li really smelled the fragrance and was going to buy two to satisfy his craving - just like Duke, he also had the grand goal of eating all over Chang'an City.
Miss Qian Rui shook her head and said softly: "It's too boring. Nunu can just find a place to finish the soup later."
"Okay." Lu Li didn't hesitate, "You wait for me here, forget it, just ride on the horse."
There was a huge crowd at the moment, and it would be troublesome if Miss Qianrui was hit by someone unknown, so Lu Li helped her onto the back of the black-maned horse.
After drinking so much of his own blood, this guy's strength increased dramatically. If placed in the world of the Three Kingdoms, he would at least be able to kill the Yellow Turban Army general Pei Yuanshao alone.
Awww...
Amidst the strange screams, Lu Li ran to the cake stall and queued up. The freshly baked Hu cakes were golden and crisp, especially the sesame ones. Each grain was plump, making them appetizing.
"Hoo~"
"It smells so good."
The few diners in front of the queue had already gotten the steamed pancakes stuffed with mutton. They didn’t care about burning their mouths and stood aside to devour them, leaving their mouths full of oil.
Unfortunately, when they arrived at Lu Li, only one of the two large steamed cakes was left. The old Hu man also felt a little embarrassed and bowed before saying anything else: "I'm really sorry, but I'll just give this cake to Lang Jun."
In fact, Lu Li didn't care. Whether it was one piece of cake or two pieces of cake, it wouldn't fill his stomach. It was just a taste.
Therefore, after taking the cake wrapped in oil paper from the old man, Lu Li took out a Kaiyuan Tongbao and placed it on the chopping board.
Anyway, there is no shortage of money, so there is no need to live for free, not to mention that it is not easy to start a small business.
"Mangjun, stay here. I have dried mint leaves at home. Chewing two of them will relieve your tiredness after eating cakes. Don't dislike it."
A pack of folded dried mint leaves was stuffed into Lu Li's arms. The old Hu man showed a simple smile and at the same time called his son to close the stall and go home.
Simple and kind.
"You two, Shangyuan Ankang."
"The old man also wishes our guests good health."
Amid laughter, Lu Li turned around and walked back, holding a bag of mint leaves.
Miss Qian Rui could tell at a glance that he was in a good mood, and a smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Lang, I have changed my mind."
"Take it." Lu Li tore off half of the piece boldly.
Seeing this, the black-maned horse neighed not to be outdone, and also wanted to have a taste.
"Mr. Lang..."
"It's okay. My mount is quite special. It can drink alcohol and eat meat."
At first Qian Rui thought Lu Li was joking, until she witnessed the black-maned horse swallowing half of the cake in one gulp.
"Let's go. Not only do we want to see all the flowers in Chang'an today, we also want to go shopping in Dongshi."
"Slave companion."
"Can you recommend any places of interest?"
"Isn't Mr. Lang from Chang'an? There are Baqiao Fengxue, Qujiang, and Zhongnan Mountain in the distance, and Xingqing Palace and Leyouyuan are nearby. It can be said that there are beautiful scenery everywhere."
In fact, the most famous one is Pingkangfang. The wealthy men of Kyoto often come here to visit, and the Jinshi scholars often visit it with red paper names, so it is called the place of "Fengliu Ze".
And here there are not only young ladies who are good at singing and dancing, but also Baotang Temple, Yanghua Temple, and the largest polo field in Chang'an City, which covers an area of one-eighth of a square square and is right next to Princess Changning's residence.
Of course, along the way, the Chang'an rangers who impressed Lu Li the most were those. Well, they had long swords hanging on their waists and were dressed up in flashy clothes. They looked like loose libertines. They kept staring at Miss Qian Rui, who was disguised as a man. Whistle a few times from time to time.
It was a good thing that they were not too naughty, otherwise Lu Li would not be held accountable by the government after teaching them how to behave.
A third-grade Dali Qing has the confidence to talk to anyone.
"Lang Jun, the East and West markets have not yet opened. Have you decided where to go next?"
"There's no rush, let's fill our stomachs first."
Looking past the roadside, a stall selling morning food came into view: an oil pot, a soup pot, a pot of clear soup, and four tables. What happened was that several diners had just left together to free up the seats.
"Floating Yuanzi, slave's favorite food."
In the Tang Dynasty, there was no Yuanxiao made from glutinous rice, so eating Yuanzi during the Lantern Festival was the correct answer. Lu Li naturally would not refuse this special delicacy and agreed with a smile.
When we arrived at the stall, a waiter greeted us and wiped the table while asking: "What do you want to eat? We have mutton soup buns, water basin mutton, floating yuanzi, fire moths, and silk cages."
"Fu Yuanzi, two portions." Qian Rui smiled as brightly as a flower.
Before Lu Li could speak, she added, "Huo Moth also wants two portions."
It was the first time that the waiter saw such a pretty girl. He was stunned for a long time before he realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly agreed, "What do you two want, Fu Yuanzi?"
"Nan Zao."
After he finished speaking, a pair of clear eyes fell on Lu Li, "Where is Lang Jun?"
"Same."
In this way, Lu Li's first breakfast in Datang has been decided: half a piece of Hu cake, Fu Yuanzi, and Huo Moer.
Among them, Fu Yuanzi is the most delicious and most similar to Yuanxiao. Nuts, dried fruits, bacon, and fresh vegetables can all be used as fillings. They are wrapped in dough, cooked in a pot of water, and then fried in fine sesame oil. Exploded three or five times.
The surface is golden and crispy, the filling is sweet and hot, and the fragrance is astounding to your nostrils.
"I'm happy here, I don't miss Shu." Lu Li, who was sixty percent full, asked for a bowl of mutton in a basin and couldn't help but sigh.
What is life?
There are no hell-level exams, no intrigues, no competition with others, you can eat, drink, play and have fun, go wherever you want, and buy whatever you want.
On the side, Qian Rui thought he was complaining about his busy schedule, so she smiled and comforted him warmly.
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