"Qingya, Qingya..."
Feeling someone calling to him in the hazy state, Qingya opened his eyes drowsily.
What catches the eye is Hua Qing'er's bare makeup, her uncombed long hair falling casually on her slim figure, and a few strands hanging naturally onto Qing Ya's face, with a hint of itching. .
It seemed that she had just woken up. She had put on her clothes and had not yet washed herself before waking her up. During the rare vacation, both of them tacitly took a lazy break.
At this time, Qingya also understood that everything that happened last night was just a dream.
Fortunately, it was just a dream, otherwise I would have really been beaten.
"Sister Qing'er, what time is it now?"
"At three quarters, get up quickly and I'll take you to eat the most delicious vegetable boxes and crab roe soup dumplings in the morning market."
Hua Qing'er said as she took Qing Ya's coat, folded the quilt after he got out of bed, straightened the bed, and pulled Qing Ya out.
Although it was already bright at this time, everyone in Huaying Tower where day and night were reversed was still sleeping soundly. After Qingya and Qingya quietly finished washing, they went out and walked to the morning market.
The overall layout of Qiantang County is divided into two half-cities, north and south, by the Yueyue River. The north of the city where Huaying Tower is located is mainly a commercial area, where fireworks alleys and willows are concentrated.
The south part of the city is mostly populated by residential buildings. It is much deserted compared to the north part of the city, but it is very lively every day. The reason is the morning market.
Compared with those high-rise shops, the goods in the morning market are mostly folk snacks and handmade items. Because you don't have to pay expensive rent, the prices in the market are more affordable.
During the twilight hours, people coming and going will have their breakfast here, and at Xu shi, when the north of the city lights up in splendor, the night market starts to get lively.
The two of them walked lightly, and within a few moments, they had already reached the Moon River. The name of the bridge on the river is Anlan. It is said that in the past, during the rainy season, the water level of the Yuanyue River would surge, submerging the houses along the river, and the people would suffer miserably.
Later, an immortal traveled here, built the bridge, and named it Anlan. From then on, the water level never flooded the river again, and the northern and southern halves of the city were connected. As for the truth and falsehood, no one knows.
"Sister Qing'er, stop for a moment." When the two were about to walk onto the bridge, Qingya pulled the girl beside him.
"What's wrong? Come on, Qingya. If you get there late, they'll be sold out." Hua Qing'er looked puzzled.
Qingya squatted down with his back to Hua Qing'er, patted his shoulder and said, "Three years ago, I was saved by my sister. Today, I will use my body to repay my sister's kindness."
"What...what a favor? There are so many people here, are you embarrassed?" Hua Qing'er's fair face was instantly stained with red, and she lowered her head and protested in a low voice.
Although she was resisting, Hua Qing'er lowered her head and hooked her hands around Qingya's neck from behind. She buried her red face in Qingya's hair and kept muttering: 'Let's go... Walk faster and don't let anyone stare. '
"Sister Qing'er, relax a little and bend your legs a little."
"Hey, let's go."
Qingya put his hands around Hua Qing'er's knees and pushed the girl behind him upwards. Hua Qing'er couldn't help but exclaimed and pressed closer to Qingya.
Maybe the road to the south of the city is not far, and he may soon put her down on his back, but she will always stay in his youth.
The touch of her fingertips was soft and elastic, and there was a faint fragrance behind her, as if she had used citrus-flavored shampoo today. Just like the warm sunshine today, she wanted to hold her in her arms.
Not long after, the two of them had arrived at the morning market, and Hua Qing'er also jumped off Qingya's back early, but the blush on her face didn't go away for a long time, as bright as the morning glow.
At this time, it is the time when farmers who get up early have finished their morning work, early classes are held in schools, and shops are preparing to open for business. The morning market is even more crowded with people.
Walking on the street, there are shouts and noisy chatter on both sides. From time to time, there will be bursts of heat from the boiling pot, mixed with the alluring fragrance. Even after taking a few steps, your appetite is already whetted.
Hua Qing'er walked beside Qing Ya and gently pulled his sleeve. When Qing Ya turned to look at her, she whispered to him: "I'm afraid you'll get lost, so I have to hold you." That’s all.”
No one would expose the girl's shy lie, so the two of them walked through the crowd without saying a word, and they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.
Vegetable box is a very common pasta snack in the north, which emphasizes thin skin and large fillings. The thin skin fried to golden brown is wrapped with plump fillings. It is full of layers in the mouth and leaves a fragrant aroma on the lips and teeth.
Aunt Zhao is now in her forties, but she still has some charm left in her body. I guess back then, Aunt Zhao was also a famous little beauty from far and wide.
Nowadays, no one may remember what she looked like in the past, but her good cooking skills have always been praised by people. She supported this small stall, and with the ups and downs of the market, she left more than ten people in Qiantang County. years of footprints.
"Aunt Zhao, please bring me four vegetable boxes, two with leek and egg fillings, and two with meat fillings."
"Okay, two leeks and two meat fillings, wait a moment, girl."
Aunt Zhao quickly put the four vegetable boxes into oil paper bags. When she raised her head and saw the girl in front of her, she paused briefly.
After a while, she asked with an uncertain tone: "Are you the Qing'er girl from Huaying Tower?"
"Yeah." Hua Qing'er nodded sweetly with a cute smile.
"Oh, I haven't seen this in three years. This girl has changed a lot. The little girl has become so lively. She has a big place and a big appetite."
Aunt Zhao couldn't stop talking once she started talking, but her work never slowed down at all.
"No way, there are two of us." Hua Qing'er explained firmly. After hearing what she said, Aunt Zhao noticed the young man beside Hua Qing'er.
"I heard that you picked up a little guy. He must be this little guy. He's so handsome. I mean, little brother, I watched this girl Qing'er grow up. She doesn't do anything except eat a little too much. Okay, you have to take advantage of it... Hey, why do you girl run so fast?"
Although Aunt Zhao chatted a little more, the craftsmanship of this vegetable box really has to be admired.
The outer coating in the middle is fried until golden and crispy, and the dough near the edge is as thin as a cicada's wings. You can clearly see the green leeks and tender yellow eggs inside. The full filling makes the dough bulging, making people want to bite it. Take a bite.
The moment you enter the mouth, a burst of hot air, carrying the fragrance of leeks, instantly fills your mouth, and then the flowing juice flows into the tip of your tongue. Finally, the smooth and tender eggs roll on your tongue. This bite is full of fillings and leaves a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth. It’s really rare.
After eating this authentic northern snack, let’s try the traditional Jiangnan specialty, crab roe soup dumplings.
The soup package, which is about a finger's width, is placed in the bowl. Before you even move your chopsticks, you can see the soup inside swaying back and forth. The key to this crab roe soup dumpling is to drink the soup first and then eat the filling. Do not bite into it directly, otherwise the over-temperature soup will easily burn your tongue, and the soup will splash everywhere, which is very unsightly.
First, use chopsticks to pierce the paper-like dough. In an instant, the soup inside pours out like a flood from a dam, filling the entire plate. After a while, take a spoonful of the soup into your mouth. What you feel on the tip of your tongue is the pure texture. The sweetness of the crab meat and chicken soup activates all the taste buds and whets your appetite.
Then he took another bite of the deflated soup dumpling. The paper-thin dough was wrapped with soft crab meat and crab roe, lingering in his mouth. One bite satisfied his desire for delicious food.
Looking at Hua Qing'er who was feasting in front of him, Qingya missed Liu Bailu who got up early every day to make breakfast for him on Yaoguang Peak. Whether it was the bright girl in front of him or the cold Master in the mountain, Qingya seemed to have already I am used to the days of eating with others, and the time I once spent alone seems to have passed far away.
