Chapter 137 Wan San's wife enjoys snacks
Old Mrs. Shen, along with a group of people, slowly squeezed into the crowd.
It was just past noon and the whole family was already starving.
Little Fubao was in Wan Ersao's arms, with a pair of big black eyes, and was too busy to handle everything.
At this time, the sun was high in the sky, and the sunlight shone on the loess paved streets, making them golden.
Shops are lined up on both sides of the street, with colorful flags fluttering and signs of various colors sparkling in the sun.
The vendors were shouting and hawking their wares, making the scene very lively.
There was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, some riding tall horses, some driving horse-drawn carriages, and some leading donkeys or pulling camels.
Even their clothing has its own characteristics. The people of Cangyu Country all wear cotton-padded jackets, cotton-padded hats, and their entire bodies are wrapped up with only their faces exposed. However, the foreign merchants dress in a unique way. Some wear colorful brocade robes, while others are wrapped in furry fur coats, wear strange hats, and have colorful paints on their faces.
Various stalls have been lined up on both sides of the street, and there is a wide variety of goods on display, ranging from exquisite accessories to practical daily necessities, and even medicinal herbs from the grassland.
Although this place is located at the border, the variety of goods here is not inferior to that of the capital.
There are even Hu people selling exotic jewelry here.
There were bone flutes, sheep horns, ox horns, exquisitely carved jade pendants, gold ornaments inlaid with gems, hand-woven scarves and hats, each of which exuded a unique exotic atmosphere. There were all kinds of strange and peculiar things. Even Qiu, a native of the capital, had never seen such ornaments.
There is a small square in the center of the town, where jugglers, stilt walkers, fire-breathing people, tightrope walkers, monkey showmen...
The area was filled with common people, and cheers broke out from the crowd from time to time.
This attracted several children from the Wan family to stretch their necks to look over there.
They had never seen such a lively market and they were all cheering.
The air is also filled with the aroma of various foods, the fragrance of barbecue, the sweetness of desserts, and the aroma of wine wafting from the tavern, which makes people salivate.
The whole street is full of vitality and vigor, like a flowing painting.
Boss Wan told his brothers, "You all need to take good care of the children. I heard that there are a lot of beggars here who specifically pick up good-looking children. Every year during the Lantern Festival, there are children who go missing."
The eldest Wan grabbed Wan Xi with one hand and Wan Shuang with the other, and the second Wan grabbed Wan Quan with one hand and Wan Wen with the other.
The third Wan held his two sons tightly. The fourth Wan had no children at home, but the crowd was so crowded that it was already very difficult for him to take care of Liu, and he kept covering Liu's belly with his hands.
Mrs. Liu now regrets coming out. If something goes wrong with her pregnancy, she will definitely cry her heart out. After all, the Lantern Festival happens every year, and the child can't be born whenever you want. Otherwise, why hasn't the second sister-in-law been pregnant for so many years?
Qiu and Wan Sansao supported Old Lady Wan on both sides. If there were too many people and the old lady was pushed down, it would be terrible.
There are eight streets in Jinwu Town, four in the east, west, south and north, crisscrossing each other.
The shops on both sides of the main street have the busiest business.
Tonight's lanterns are mainly displayed on the main street. Some shops have already started decorating their shops with lanterns, waiting to light them when night falls.
"Third brother's wife, since we are in town, let's try some food made by others to see if the food made by our food shop can meet other people's tastes. I think this place is different from ours in the interior. People here prefer meat, and the cooking method seems to be slightly different from ours. You should take a look, taste and learn more."
Old Mrs. Wan smelled the aroma of barbecue in the air and her stomach growled with hunger. Besides, today was the Lantern Festival, so there was no reason for anyone to go hungry.
Mrs. Wan San had the same idea. Her eyes were always wandering over the food on both sides of the street. She was also very nervous about opening a shop. She couldn't let down the trust of so many people, and she secretly thought in her heart that she must do this job well.
"Mom, Fubao is hungry." Little Fubao's appetite was aroused by the aroma of barbecue coming from the street. At this time, he nestled limply in Wan Ersao's arms, looking at Wan Ersao pitifully with his two big eyes.
When Wan Ersao went out, she had a hundred big coins in her pocket. When she heard that her daughter was hungry, she felt very distressed.
"Mom, shall we buy some food? The children are hungry."
Mrs. Wan Er held little Fubao and squeezed next to Old Lady Wan.
Old Mrs. Wan had just finished talking about dinner with Mrs. Wan San. When she saw that little Fubao in Mrs. Wan Er's arms looked listless, she knew that the little darling was hungry.
"Okay, let's find a place to rest and eat first before watching. I've been smelling the fragrance for half a day and I'm hungry, let alone these little monkeys."
Little Fubao immediately perked up. She smiled softly, put her arms around Wan Ersao's neck, and said in a baby voice, "Fubao Qirourou, the meat smells good."
"Okay, buy some meat for our Fubao. Wait, grandma will ask your dad to buy some."
Now only the two children held by Wan Laoer are older and will not run around.
"Second brother, hurry up and buy some food. My Fubaoer is starving. Children can't be hungry for too long. If they are hungry, they will be hurt and won't grow taller."
Wan Wen quickly said with a smile: "Grandma, I'm hungry too. I'm growing taller too."
"Go away, you have thick skin and flesh, it doesn't matter if you go hungry for a while."
Wan Wen said he was powerless to do anything about his grandmother's large-scale double standard.
Old Mrs. Wan took out a hundred big coins from her pocket and gave them to Old Second Wan.
"Buy more, and try to buy different flavors. Third brother's wife, you go with your second brother, and you decide what to buy."
Mrs. Wan San was eager to take a closer look, so she nodded quickly and followed Wan Lao Er towards the stall.
Xiao Fubao quit.
"Mom, Fubao is going to ask for daddy."
Little Fubao looked at Wan Laoer's back as he walked away, pouting his lips, looking like he was about to cry.
Wan Ersao couldn't bear to see her daughter being wronged, so every time Xiao Fubao did this, Wan Ersao would always grant her request. Xiao Fubao had long understood Wan Ersao's temper.
This trick works every time.
Sure enough, Mrs. Wan Er and Old Lady Wan said something, then they chased after them carrying little Fubao.
Wanwen felt that he was the one who was picked up since he had a younger sister, but he also liked his younger sister very much.
"Daddy, Daddy..." Little Fubao excitedly called Wan Laoer in the crowd.
But the crowd was too noisy and Wan Laoer didn't hear them, but soon Wan Ersao caught up with the two of them.
Little Fubao immediately stretched out his two short arms and pounced towards Wan Laoer.
Wan Laoer caught his daughter and rocked her in his arms a few times, making the little Fubao giggle. She no longer looked depressed like she did just now.
"Are you hungry, girl? Come and see what you want to eat. Dad will buy it for you."
When Wan Sansao saw Xiao Fubao coming over, she also coaxed Xiao Fubao to choose food.
Little Fubao couldn't take his eyes off the barbecue in front of him.
The place where they were standing now was a place for grilled lamb skewers. The lamb skewers were sizzling on the charcoal fire, and the golden yellow pieces of meat exuded an enticing aroma. The mutton's own mutton smell was completely gone, and the meaty aroma was fully aroused, making people drool.
Little Fubao pointed at the roasted lamb and said excitedly to Wan Laoer, "Daddy, meat, Fubao seven meat."
Wan Lao Er smiled like an auntie, lifted up Little Fu Bao and asked, "Shopkeeper, how much is this skewer?"
"The big ones are five cents a skewer, and the small ones are three cents a skewer. You can choose whatever you like. These are the fattest mutton raised on our northern grasslands, and they have a rich flavor." The merchant spoke in the Central Plains dialect, which sounded funny.
When Wan Laoer heard that it was so expensive, he realized that there were so many people there, and each of them would need fifty or sixty coins for a small string.
If we buy pork, we can buy several kilograms, which is enough for the whole family to fill their stomachs. Now each person can only have a skewer to taste the flavor.
Wan Laoer finally gritted his teeth and bought ten small strings. The merchant also gave him one string as a gift, making a total of eleven strings, which cost him thirty cents.
Wan Laoer stuffed one of the strings into Xiao Fubao's hand, and gave the rest to Wan Laotai. Everyone could have a piece to taste it. If you want to eat this stuff to fill your stomach, you need several taels of silver.
Mrs. Wan San came with a mission, and she was the first to take a piece and taste it.
When Wan Sansao took a bite, the crispy texture of the skin made a slight "crunch" sound, accompanied by a faint aroma of charcoal fire. The tender mutton was wrapped in rich juice, and a strong meaty aroma spread in her mouth.
The mutton tastes tender and elastic, and being roasted over charcoal makes the aroma of the mutton even more intense, leaving you with an endless aftertaste.
But Wan Sansao felt that it might taste better if some seasoning was added.
The skewer of meat in her hand was cooked using the most primitive method, with some salt added, and it was completely supported by the aroma of the meat.
Mrs. Wan San had some ideas in mind and was waiting to write them down when she got back.
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