The Little Officials of the Song Dynasty Chapter 96: I am the sweet one

Go out of Zhuquemen, to Longjin Bridge, to a large area to the south of Zhouqiao, which is the most prosperous night market in Bianjing. The night vendors operate here until the night of the third watch, which shows how many supper of Bianjing people. rich.

With the prosperity of Bianjing's so-called largest commercial city, there are long-lasting night snacks and suddenly popular foods.

The latter is like the recent Nanban BBQ.

Although the stall owner doesn't call himself that, but in the eyes of Bianjing people, this is synonymous with the stall.

Some people recognized that they were stragglers who played wild at the crossroads. They made a living by performing Nanban songs and dances, but after two of the girls were injured, they did not come out to play wild for a period of time.

Until not long ago, I suddenly changed jobs and opened a late-night snack stall at the Zhouqiao Night Market.

Because of the unique flavor of the sautéed vegetables they sell, and the fact that many people from Kaifeng Mansion came to cheer when they opened, not only did no local gangsters dare to ask for trouble, but also attracted a large number of old gluttons to taste it, and it became a state for a while The hottest stall at the Bridge Night Market recently.

The fire started to set up stalls after nightfall, and until the third watch, it was full of people. Seeing other stalls, they couldn't help but sigh, is the charm of barbecue so great? The same is roasted, and other companies sell roasted vegetables, and the business is not so good.

Don't say it, it is indeed a hot dish that is sought after by the people of Kaifeng. There are other chefs who bought it and tried it. They are good to learn from the scriptures. Just smelling it makes your mouth salivate and your appetite widens.

There are some dishes that I would never have imagined could be cooked with grilled ones.

Zhao Yunchu also heard about this hot dish. His colleagues in Dali Temple often work overtime at night to handle cases recently, and each time they meet to eat together, someone dared to ask Zhao Yunchu to go with him at night, and Zhao Yunchu really agreed. .

Actually, the nobles in Bianjing are quite approachable, and they can eat banquets and snacks.

When Zhao Yunchu and his colleagues from Dali Temple arrived at the Zhouqiao Night Market, the Nanban BBQ was already full of people, and the queue was long. Several Nanban people went back and forth to entertain guests without touching their feet.

"Sizheng, that's it. You see, it's quite early today. Yesterday, I saw the team lined up in front of the Wanglou." Someone sighed, "Don't talk about these southern barbarians. The craftsmanship is really good, I don't know if it is the secret recipe of their southern barbarians."

"I think it is very likely that it is, this taste is more unique."

"Ah yes, and their lard mix is ​​good, and the oil is very fragrant."

Zhao Yunchu smelled the tempting aroma of simmering vegetables in the air. He felt that perhaps the main secret of this sizzling stall to attract customers was this scent. There was no need for any other signboard at all. People who smelled the scent would automatically Proximity close.

In fact, the prosperity of their family has also driven the surrounding vendors to a certain extent. They are always queuing up, and some people will buy some fruits to eat next to them, and wait while eating, so as not to smell the fragrance and watch others eat , thirsty.

Zhao Yunchu's eyes wandered over the group of people, and suddenly stopped in one place.

The sautéed vegetables are made of bamboo skewers, and some dishes may be almost finished, so there are Nanbarians who are constantly threading the skewers.

At this moment, a Nanman woman was sitting beside her wearing a string of strings. She was wearing a brightly colored Miao costume. She had fair skin, curvy eyebrows, and a wide range of expressions when she smiled, which was obviously different from the Han women.

No one would laugh so happily when wearing a skewer. She laughed so happily because there was a teenager sitting next to her, who was helping her divide the dishes, and she kept saying these things, which made her laugh.

This southern barbarian woman is about to stand up with a large plate full of skewers.

But she seems to have some inconvenience in her legs and feet. When she stood up, the teenager next to her quickly supported her, took the tray, sent it to the oven by herself, and then returned.

The Nanman girl continued to talk to the boy again. When she looked at him, her eyes were shining like stars.

Zhao Yunchu stared at this scene, and his feet did not move.

The colleague next to him walked a few steps before realizing it, and patted him quickly, "Sizheng, what's wrong?"

I looked in the direction he was looking, but I didn't notice anything unusual.

Zhao Yunchu's eyes were about to burst into flames, because it was their brother Yan who was chatting with the Nanman girl laughing and laughing.

It's just that I haven't seen Brother Yan for a few days. Why, why is there a Nanman girl looking at Brother Yan with that expression!

More than an expression?

If Zhao Yundi was next to him, he would probably express doubts in his eyes: Chu, that position, that expression, that posture, aren't you always using it?

"You go to the queue first... I saw a friend." Zhao Yunchu didn't take his eyes away, and walked towards Yun Yanhui.

Because the night market was quite noisy, Yun Yanhui was chatting happily again, so when he got close, no one noticed him.

Zhao Yunchu wanted to shamelessly eavesdrop on what they were saying, but he was shocked after hearing two sentences!

What language is this babbling?

It didn't take long for Zhao Yunchu to react. This must be Nanban language!

My God, why does Brother Yan speak Nanban language? Never heard of it before!

Could it be that their relationship has advanced by leaps and bounds, so Brother Yan went to learn Nanban language?

Zhao Yunchu almost went dark, he shook and stood firm, "Yan, brother Yan..."

As soon as Yunyan turned around, she saw Zhao Yunchu standing behind her, she was quite surprised: "Why are you here?"

It was not too late at this time. Zhao Yunchu was not a person who liked sensuality. He basically came out at night to play with his family and friends, but now there are not many people around.

"My colleague invited me to eat sautéed vegetables..." Zhao Yunchu said this, but his eyes were fixed on the southern barbarian girl.

This southern barbarian girl was one of the girls that Yang Yuqing bumped into when Yun Yan went undercover in the Yang family. Her name was Yun Huanniang. She was injured for a hundred days. Only responsible for hands-on work.

Recently, the business of the fried vegetable stall has just started, so Yun Yan will come to see him from time to time when he has nothing to do, to guide some details, or like now, to help with something. After all, their family is now a shareholder.

Just now, Yun Yanhui was using Miao language to tell Yun Huaniang something to raise their awareness of service. The use of Hmong language is naturally because he is learning Hmong language, which is helpful for practice.

As for Yun Huanniang, when she was stared at by Zhao Yunchu, even if Zhao Yunchu didn't say a word, the sixth sense of a woman still made her keenly aware that something was wrong. Although it was unclear, it made her a little nervous, she couldn't help but raised her chin and looked back at Zhao Yunchu.

Yun Yanhui didn't notice the dark tide between the two, and explained: "I didn't have a chance to tell you, my family has a stake in this cooking stall. Since you came with my colleagues, I will secretly give it to you. Add a stopper and ask your colleagues to come over."

"Thank you, Brother Yan." Although Zhao Yunchu didn't know why he wanted to partner with the Nanman, it was not suitable to ask at this time. He hurriedly took two steps and stood beside Yun Yanhui.

Yun Yanhui asked Yun Huaniang in Miao language: "Is there any table?"

Yun Huanniang pointed to the side and said, "There."

Yunyan walked over there.

Zhao Yunchu also wanted to follow, but before he could move, Yun Huanniang, in an unusually dexterous posture, walked behind Yun Yan to his side, taking Zhao Yunchu's position, taking it!

Zhao Yunchu was a little stunned. Just when he didn't know if it was a coincidence, Yun Huanniang turned around and glanced at him.

Zhao Yunchu: "..."

Yun Huanniang: "I'll help you move."

"No, you go to sit, your legs are not yet healed." Yun Yan said quickly, probably because everyone's surname is Yun, and they are still from the same clan. When the junior.

Yun Huanniang smiled, "It's okay, it's almost healed."

Zhao Yunchu stood there, watching Yun Yan move things with Yun Huanniang without turning back, suddenly felt very unhappy!

The nasty southern barbarian girl, so cunning, robbed him of his position, and smiled at him in protest.

The same goes for Brother Yan, who didn't even notice it, and smiled at the southern barbarian girl.

I heard that the southern barbarian women have some weird ways to trick men and make them fall in love with themselves...

Brother Yan, wake up! You see clearly! Only I am really sweet!

Zhao Yunchu was very anxious, but he didn't know what to do, so he wanted to fly back to the palace and ask his third brother, who was also cunning, for advice.

Of course, if he asks for advice, Zhao Yundi will probably look at the sky and say that he has always been jealous and has no experience in driving away fox spirits.

Yun Yanhui moved the table over, only to find that Zhao Yunchu was still there, looking at him strangely: "Where is your colleague, go and call."

Zhao Yunchu was distracted just now, but when he heard Yunyan's reply, he made an "oh" and dawdled to call someone.

At this time, Zhao Yunchu heard the Nanman girl say in Chinese again: "Is this gentleman your friend? He looks dumb."

Zhao Yunchu: "!!"

Actually said he stayed! He also deliberately changed the Chinese language, which is simply embarrassing!

Zhao Yunchu ran to his colleagues and said dejectedly: "Is there any way to keep a person who has not committed a crime in prison..."

Everyone looked at him strangely: "Which case are you talking about? Is there an unjust case?"

"No... I just found out that my friend is one of the owners here, I'll take you to stop." Zhao Yunchu sighed and took his colleagues over.

Everyone in Dali Temple greeted Yun Yanhui one by one. Yun Yanhui called Yun Pusi again and got to know him.

These are the big men. Yun Yan went back to accompany them to eat together. Of course, it was not good to bring Yun Huanniang, so she asked her to make skewers by herself. Yun Huanniang reluctantly walked away. He also glanced at Zhao Yunchu faintly.

Zhao Yunchu was sitting next to Yun Yanhui. He quickly got close to Yun Yanhui and whispered, "Brother Yan, that Miao girl has a bad heart for you..."

Yun Yanhui's smile stiffened, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Really!" Zhao Yunchu said, "Brother Yan, you're so clever, didn't you realize that? You didn't realize the way she looked at you was wrong? Are you a fan of the authorities, or have you been caught in some kind of sprout... I'll see. You..."

When Zhao Yunchu said that, he wanted to look back at Yunyan.

Yunyan ducked back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "What are you talking about, she just worships me a little bit."

Zhao Yunchu said anxiously, "Brother Yan, Miao people know witchcraft, maybe it is because they bewitched you and asked you to become a shareholder."

"..." Yun Yan pointed back at her nose and said, "I invested in shares because I am also half a Miao person, okay? Miao people know witchcraft, why can't I do witchcraft? Or, you You have such a good relationship with me, but are you being tricked by me?"

Zhao Yunchu: "…………"

Zhao Yunchu was dumbfounded and looked back at Yun Yan a little messily: "Brother Yan, you, your father is from Miao?"

Even Yun Yanhui doesn't know much about Yun Yanhui's prematurely dead father, let alone him!

Yunyan rolled her eyes and nodded, "That's right, and that Miao girl is also my nephew according to her seniority!" So, he is a senior that will never go down...

Damn, this Miao girl wants incest.

Zhao Yunchu didn't feel relaxed at all, but such a sentence popped up in his mind. Brother Yan had so many nieces, but this one really made him feel wrong.

Zhao Yunchu looked at Brother Yan who had been too lazy to pay attention to him and went to recommend dishes to his colleagues. He thought, "No, no, I must guard Brother Yan's chastity!"