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"There are so many people."

"After all, it's the Dragon Boat Festival."

As night fell and the lights came on, Li Ang and Chai Cuiqiao were walking along the streets by the river.

In the middle of the road is a group of men in red clothes and red hats. They hold a dragon dance chariot connected by benches and tied with colored paper lanterns outside. Various gestures.

This is Xinliangshe, that is, the dragon car of the Rice Shop.

There are many kinds of mutual aid clubs in the country of Yu. Every city has rice clubs, brocade shops, and gold and silver clubs. Behind Xinliangshe is the dragon carriage of the wine club. Besides the same bench shape, each of the four dragon claws also holds a lantern in the shape of a wine pot, which looks lifelike.

Dozens of dragon-dancing dragon chariots, accompanied by the lively drum music, lead the citizens along the banks of the Weishui River from north to south.

"Old man, please bring me two fried dumplings."

Li Ang stopped in front of the food stall, smiled and paid for two fried dumplings—that is, mochi balls.

Glutinous rice flour and water are made into balls, sprinkled with sesame seeds, and fried in a pan. It is crispy, crispy and delicious, just like the taste of campus breakfast in memory.

It is said that eating Jiandui is an ancient custom. Nuwa was exhausted in order to mend the sky, and the newborn people on the ground were worried about loving Nuwa, so every household made spherical fried dumplings with flour, tied red strings, and placed them on the roof to mend the sky.

'This can be regarded as the most authentic millennium delicacy, the production process and taste have not changed at all, even the stuffing is the same. '

Li Ang ate the hemp balls in a paper bag, and glanced at Chai Cuiqiao, who was teary and resentful, the corners of his mouth smiled again.

After all, the little maid still overestimated her own appetite. She ate too many zongzi for dinner, and she almost couldn't walk. Even if she wanted to eat now, she didn't have any extra stomach capacity.

'Let you eat so much for dinner. '

Li Ang smiled, turned around and bought four more hemp balls from the food stall, and said casually as he walked, "I can't eat it now, so as not to eat too much. I'll fry it again when I go back at night."

"Great!"

Chai Cuiqiao waved her small fist, and suddenly shortened the length of her steps and accelerated her walking frequency, making it look like she was walking briskly, and she kept making the sound of "hey, hey, hey".

Li Ang was confused, "What are you doing?"

"Walk fast to speed up digestion."

Chai Cuiqiao walked up and down in front of Li Ang solemnly, felt tired again after just a few dozen steps, supported the willow tree by the river and sighed: "The amount of exercise is really great, maybe this is the marathon you mentioned, young master. "

"Hold your head. You're almost as bad as a marathon."

Li Ang patted his forehead helplessly and amusedly, followed Chai Cuiqiao's gaze to look at the Weishui River below the river bank.

There are many pleasure boats sailing on the river, with lanterns hanging on the four corners of each boat. Through the thin curtains, one can hear the elegant silk and bamboo music, the sound of toasting and laughing and chatting from inside.

There was a burst of children's laughter like silver bells from behind. A group of children with rice wine on their foreheads shuttled between the gaps of the dragon-shaped floats, with duck eggs connected by colored threads hanging on their chests, and they stopped from time to time to play with straw buckets—— Each side takes a piece of grass, hooks each other, and pulls it hard. The one who keeps it wins, the one who breaks it loses, and finds another grass.

Same as millennium later.

Looking at the lights of thousands of houses,

In Li Ang's mind, vague and chaotic memories emerged, and then violent and complicated emotions arose.

Joy, sadness, sadness, and loneliness

Thousands of years later, the food is the same, the festivals are the same, and the customs are the same, but he can't find anyone to confide in the thousands of words he hides in the deepest part of his heart.

"Master, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, let's go, the dragon boat is ahead."

Li Ang waved his hands with a smile, looked away at the deep river, and continued walking forward with Chai Cuiqiao.

Thanks to the Academy's improved iron pot forging, vegetable oil extraction and spice planting techniques, Li Ang also saw a lot of delicacies similar to the snacks of later generations at the food stalls along the street.

Fried squid, fried pigeon, fried chestnut, chicken skewers

That is, the price is slightly more expensive than ordinary snacks.

Both because of today's festival, but also because of the addition of more spices.

Li Ang, who had dozens of sticks left at home, finally experienced the joy of freedom of snacks. He bought more than a dozen bags of snacks, but he couldn't hold them in his hands, so he asked the store to find a thin rope, wrap them through oiled paper bags, and carry them away. .

When he passed by a jewelry stall, he glanced at the old hairpin on Chai Cuiqiao's head, his heart moved, he stopped, pointed to a beautifully crafted copper peony hairpin, and said to the old woman behind the jewelry stall: "Old man Man, please give me this hairpin"

"Grandma, how do you sell this hairpin?"

Almost at the same time, a thin little finger also pointed to the copper hairpin.

Li Ang turned his head to look, and saw that the hairpin he was looking at was a little girl about nine years old. Standing next to her was a woman in her thirties who was wearing a mid-priced skirt. She had a soft and well-maintained face. pregnant.

Li Ang smiled and cupped his hands, "Did you buy it for yourself?"

"no."

The little girl moved closer to her mother awkwardly, "My mother hasn't bought any jewelry for a long time. I saved a hundred coins and want to buy one for my mother."

Li Ang nodded, "That's it."

The little girl's mother smiled and asked, "Is the little man going to buy it for his sweetheart?"

"No, it's my little maid."

Li Ang waved his hand with a smile, and grabbed to the side, but it was in vain - Chai Cuiqiao hid to the side, puffed up his mouth inexplicably, and looked at the starry sky angrily.

"Maid? Then, if Xiao Lang-jun wants it, I can give it to you."

Before the little girl's mother finished speaking, there was a surprise cry from behind the crowd, "Doctor Li?"

Li Ang looked back, and saw Shad's third brother who had Guinea worm, squeezed out of the crowd with a few guys, and trotted over with surprise on his face.

They were all wearing half-sleeved dresses, with their own business names embroidered with white thread on their chests, and they knew at a glance that they were going to participate in tonight's dragon boat race.

"Sha Saburo."

Li Ang arched his hands, "Is your brother better?"

"It's much better. After returning home, he hasn't experienced dizziness, vomiting, or diarrhea anymore. And we followed your doctor's advice and didn't let him drink realgar wine today."

The third brother Sha De replied: "Tonight I brought a few guys to the dragon boat race, thinking about coming back with the first prize, so as to bring good luck to my eldest brother."

Li Ang smiled and nodded, "Then I wish you all the best."

"Doctor Li?"

The Ruqun woman and her daughter beside her blinked curiously, "Is Xiao Lang a doctor?"

"Of course! Doctor Li Xiao of Baoantang is the best doctor in Quanzhou, no, in Jiangnan Province."

Before Li Ang introduced himself, the third brother Sha De next to him patted his chest and said, "He saved my elder brother's life.

There are also the army horses of the animal husbandry department, and the bones of hundreds of people in the city.

Doctor Li, what does the advertisement of your security hall say?

Which one is better at curing all diseases, look for Baoantang on the west bank of Weishui Bridge.

I'm not bragging, I'm just a passer-by, I just think that Dr. Li's medical skills are superb. "