Chapter 230 Drinking and fighting
The young lady talked nonchalantly for a long time, "Ah Jin, now many people visit my home every day. Those ladies and young ladies are surrounding me, and their words are so nice. I feel like they are going to praise me to the sky. What should I do?" ?”
The young lady also knew that this was a compliment, which meant that she was still awake, but Su Ruojin didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only say, "If you don't want to see her, then pretend to be sick."
When the frowning little lady heard this, her eyes lit up, "Hey, this is a good idea."
What a good idea, no one would curse themselves for poor health.
Su Ruojin didn't know what to say, but Yang Siniang suddenly became happy, "Ah Jin is still smart. It would be great if your father was still an official in the capital. Then I would come and play with you every day."
In this way, she will not worry and will definitely be in a good mood every day.
When Su Ruojin mentioned her father, she secretly took a breath. Yang Siniang was a simple little lady, and Mrs. Yang was also a capable ordinary woman. Why was Mr. Yang so rebellious?
She felt that because of Mr. Yang's official career, the Yang family and the Su family would inevitably drift further apart.
Zhao Lan was sitting in Su Yanli's study, but there was no book on the table. Standing in front of him was an inconspicuous man dressed in casual clothes, reporting something.
"Back to the master, that little lady is the fire girl of the Su family, but letting her show up in the capital is actually a bait. Our people encountered an ambush when we followed them to the foot of Beishan. Fortunately, we predicted that there was a fraud, and only one of our men was ours. , the rest were hired thugs, and our people escaped.”
Zhao Lan's eyes narrowed slightly.
Santai waved his hand, and the inconspicuous man quickly retreated.
When Hua Ping saw the person walking away, he couldn't help but say, "Little prince, even the Lu family is under the suspicion of the new emperor. What should we do now?"
Zhao Lan lightly tapped the table with his fingertips, "Withdraw most of the patrols and let them stay dormant."
Huaping nodded.
"As for..."
Zhao Lan motioned for Hua Ping to come closer and whispered a few words into his ear, "Go and arrange the manpower now."
Huaping paused for a while before nodding, "Okay."
In the afternoon, Su Ruojin went to Su Kee to see how they were doing business. If there were any problems, he would solve them. If nothing happened, he would say hello to them before leaving.
Early the next morning, Zhao Lan sent Su Ruojin off to the capital.
"You won't send me to Weizhou County again this time, and then you will stay here again, right?"
The young lady had a defensive look on her face, which made Zhao Lan laugh, "What if I follow you, what will happen to the seeds in Weizhou County?"
This is true.
For some reason, on the one hand, Su Ruojin breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Lan, who had been doing something since he was fourteen years old, was suddenly free. She was actually quite stressed, because it was because he was looking for her that he was suspended from his job. Now he stays in the capital, It means the work is normal again.
On the other hand, deep down in my heart, I feel a little lost and reluctant to let go. I am tired of being together every day, and I am really not used to being separated all of a sudden.
So women are really complicated. They are as rational as Su Ruojin, but they can have all kinds of emotions at the same time.
"Then I'll wait for the good news from Brother Jin in Wei County." Su Ruojin waved her hand pretending to be relaxed, "Goodbye, Brother Jin."
Zhao Lan raised his hand and waved, standing on the official road, watching the young lady's carriage getting further and further away, and only turned back to the city when it was out of sight.
On the street, another official was arrested, and officers from the Criminal Department escorted him to the Punishment and Deployment Office.
Sitting in the carriage, Zhao Lan heard the movement outside, raised the curtains, and watched for a long time.
Shuang Rui approached his master and said, "Sir, the princess wants you to go back."
"knew."
Mang Zhong drove, Huaping sat next to him, Ye Huaizhen and others sat in the carriage with Su Ruojin, staggering to Weizhou County. At noon, they found a clean roadside restaurant and the group stopped to eat.
After they sat down, the store owner quickly and diligently brought them drinks to quench their thirst.
Except for ice cream and ice cream, the cold drinks of the Dayin Dynasty were no worse than modern ones, such as ice and snow, cold syrup, licorice soup, medicinal papaya, water papaya, cold water lychee paste, etc... and other types of cold drinks.
Bingxue is the Dayin Dynasty's version of sorbet, cold liquid is iced fermented rice soup, licorice soup is iced licorice water, and medicinal papaya is papaya pickled with honey and several Chinese medicinal materials, and boiled in boiling water until it turns white. Mash it into puree and mix it with ice water to make a refreshing drink.
Water papaya is relatively simple. Peel the papaya, remove the flesh, leaving only the pulp, cut it into small cubes, and soak it in ice water.
There is also cold water lychee paste, which looks like lychee. In fact, it has basically nothing to do with lychee. It is mainly made by boiling ebony plums into pectin and then melting the pectin into ice water. Because it tastes a bit like lychee, people call it Just make lychee paste, which is a bit like the herbal tea in modern Guangfu. It not only quenches thirst but also maintains health.
Of course, these cold drinks are inseparable from ice, but there is no modern refrigeration equipment in Da Yin Dynasty. Where can we get ice on hot days? The answer is: store ice in advance when there is ice in the winter.
On a hot day, the ice cubes will melt quickly as soon as they come out of the ice cellar, but the ancients were smart and thought of a solution. They used a double-layered wooden barrel, like a modern thermos cup, to put the ice cubes into the interlayer. It won't melt for two or three days.
Su Ruojin habitually looked inside the small restaurant to see if there was such a wooden barrel in the small restaurant, but of course she didn't see it. It must have been placed in the back kitchen, how could anyone just look at it.
She withdrew her curious gaze, picked up the bowl, and looked at the clear brown liquid. This liquid was probably black plum soup. She took a tentative sip. It was sweet and sour, and seemed to taste pretty good.
When she was about to take a sip, she felt eyes staring at her. She looked up and looked for them, only to find that the woman in the store was busy welcoming the next customers, and the young waiter was going to the kitchen, probably to serve food. Serve the guests the food.
No one looked at her. But she felt that her intuition was right, someone must be watching her.
Look towards Mao Ya.
Mao Ya stood beside Su Ruojin and followed the waiter into the kitchen. Unfortunately, she was sitting in the lobby of the small restaurant and could not see the kitchen.
Su Ruojin was thoughtful, put down her hand to drink, and called, "Shopkeeper, give me some cold syrup."
Cold paste, made from rice. It is a drink that most ordinary people drink in this era, and it is a standard drink in the small restaurants near the official road. Su Ruojin has also stopped at this small restaurant recently and knows that they have it.
To make this kind of cold syrup, whether it is rice or millet, boil half a pot of thick soup. After it is thick, add half a pot of cold water, mix evenly, pour it into a jar, cover it, and let it ferment naturally. After five or six days, the rice will be saccharified, then pour it out and filter out the thick consistency, leaving only the rice juice. Divide the rice juice into small porcelain bottles and put it in an ice bucket to simmer until it becomes a cold syrup. It tastes sour and sweet.
The woman was originally entertaining a group of people who had just arrived. When she heard her shouting, she hesitated for a moment and then walked up to them, "My dear lady, the weather is getting colder. In addition to black plum soup, there is no cold liquid in our store. Otherwise, you can A bowl of water and rice?”
Rice with water is actually cold slurry that has not been chilled.
Su Ruojin nodded, "Okay, let's have a bowl."
The plum soup on the table was never touched again.
When the woman entered the kitchen, she glanced at the plum soup on the table.
Hua Ping, Mang Zhong, and Ye Huaizhen were experienced police officers. They were very cautious when going out to eat, so the plum soup in their hands was still the same as Su Ruojin's.
The cook is a middle-aged man. He is being held at knifepoint by two men in black. The woman and the young man, one is his wife and the other is his son. Just an hour ago, they were doing business as usual. Unexpectedly, Suddenly, two masked men in black held the cook up with knives, but allowed the woman and son to go about their business as usual.
The woman entered the kitchen, her voice soft and trembling, "What a... good man, he... they were very tight-lipped and didn't drink our ebony tea at all."
The two men in black looked at each other, and one of them asked, "Then what do they want now?"
"Water and rice."
"Get it done quickly."
"Yes Yes…"
The woman's hands were shaking badly. After filling the rice and rice, another man in black took out a small paper bag, shook out some powder and put it into the rice and rice.
"Take it out and let them eat."
"Yes Yes…"
The woman quickly took out a wooden tray and brought out several bowls of water and rice with added ingredients. As a result, the people at the table had disappeared and they had left.
After getting on the carriage, Su Ruojin asked, "I've eaten at this restaurant once, right?"
Mang Zhong replied while setting up the car, "Yes, it is close to Weizhou County. We set off from Weizhou. The journey is short and we don't need to eat here. We came back from the capital. The last few times we left the city, it was quite late. According to the distance, it is not yet We only visited this small restaurant once during our trip.”
Su Ruojin asked, "Uncle Hua, do you think there was anything like drugs in the black plum soup just now?"
Huaping nodded, "Nine times out of ten."
Su Ruojin's heart sank, feeling that she would have to live on tenterhooks in the future.
"Uncle Hua, from your perspective, these people are..."
"Either he is a spy from the Liaoxia Kingdom, or he is working with the person who captured Li Xiuzhu."
"Then there won't be any danger to the restaurant and family, right?"
Hua Ping said, "Second lady, don't worry, I have secretly asked people to pay attention to the activities in the small restaurant. If someone really wants to kill the small restaurant family, they will take action to stop it."
Su Ruojin sighed heavily.
Just as we were about to enter Weizhou County, we passed by a small forest when a flock of birds suddenly flew out of it.
Only when the branch is frightened does the bird fly.
"Not good." Huaping waved his sword and asked Mang Zhong to stop the car and protect people on the spot.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen masked men in black flew out of the woods and started to chop people.
Hua Ping and others immediately faced him with their swords.
Mao Ya fiercely protected Su Ruojin, Qiu Yue jumped out of the carriage and joined in the fight.
In the carriage, Su Ruojin could only hear the sound of someone cutting the carriage, and she was so frightened that her heart was in her throat. If these people couldn't catch her, they would kill her!
Just as Su Ruojin was thinking wildly, she heard Hua Ping shout, "Stay alive." The fighting seemed to be over.
She quickly pushed open the carriage door and looked outside, only to see Huaping and Mang Zhong working together to catch a man in black. The man wanted to bite his tongue, but Mang Zhong refused to let him shut up.
Chapter end
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