Chapter 465 Chang'an Fireworks the next day.
The morning light is faint, and the beginning of action is taking place.
Several square tables, soaked in tung oil and shiny, were already occupied by most of the diners.
There are Liba who get up early to catch up on work, and there are idle old men who carry cages and walk birds.
Everyone sat around a table, with a large porcelain bowl in front of them. The mutton soup in the bowl was as white as milk, with green garlic sprouts floating on it, rolling up and down with the heat.
A man in shorts, not afraid of being burned, picked up the bowl and took a big sip, with a satisfied look on his face.
He put down the bowl and wiped the grease on his mouth, but his eyes mysteriously swept over the people at the table.
"Did you see it yesterday?"
The man lowered his voice and tapped his chopsticks twice in the air. "I'm sorry... this is the first time I have seen that battle with my own eyes after living for so many years..."
When the people at the same table heard this, they all stopped using their chopsticks.
An old man was breaking into pieces of biscuits. A glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes, and he smiled, "You mean heaven?"
"That's right!"
The man got excited and spat. "I was still delivering goods on the street. I saw it with my own eyes. It was so dark that it seemed like the sky was about to fall."
"I heard that those outsiders are going to join forces to bring down our Chang'an."
A young man who looked like a scholar next to him snorted softly and put down the spoon in his hand.
"What kind of gods? They're just a bunch of foreign thugs who bully others."
"On weekdays, they act arrogantly on the street, don't look at the street when walking, and don't pay for meals. Do you really think this Great Tang is their own back garden?"
"That's right!"
The man slapped his thigh and said angrily, "A few days ago, didn't Liu the Third have his legs broken by those people? The government didn't even dare to care!"
"But..."
The man changed the subject and showed a bit of joy on his face, and even a bit of pride.
"This time they hit the iron plate!"
"Did His Highness Grand Princess take action?"
The old man narrowed his eyes and slowly put the soaked biscuits into his mouth.
"Exactly!"
The man's face flushed with excitement. "What kind of person is your highness Grand Princess? It doesn't matter whether you are a god or a monster, as long as you dare to act wild in Chang'an, you will have to keep your life!"
"I heard from my second uncle who works at the Demon Suppression Bureau, that the battle yesterday, tsk tsk tsk..."
The man exclaimed, "The dozen or so people who flew on the plane that day were all capable of controlling the wind and rain, but what happened? His Highness Grand Princess made dumplings for him!"
"Kill them all?" The scholar couldn't believe it.
"Kill them all!"
The man was determined, swung his palm down hard, and made a chopping gesture. "No one left!"
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Although I don't know what realm those outsiders are in, I don't know what Daoism or Daoism is.
In the eyes of these ordinary people, those who can fly in the sky are those with great abilities.
But for such a capable person, more than ten people gathered together and were completely slaughtered by Grand Princess alone.
How domineering is this?
"Well done!"
The old man swallowed the food in his mouth. "A group of foreign barbarians... really thought that I Great Tang had no one... Now they know how powerful they are? Why did they go there so early?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
As he spoke, there was no longer any fear of the group of foreign monks.
"Old Man Wang! Where's the cake? The soup will get cold if it doesn't come up!"
The man got excited about chatting, but felt his stomach was empty. He couldn't help shouting towards the stove.
"It's coming, it's coming! It's awakening the soul!"
From behind the stove, an energetic shout came.
I saw an old man with gray hair who was so busy that his feet didn't even touch the ground.
This Old Man Wang has been running a stall in West Market for decades, relying on this unique skill - Gold and Silver Sandwich.
The so-called Gold and Silver Sandwich is actually a freshly baked hanging oven biscuit, cut in the middle and stuffed with steamed mutton cheeks that are soft and delicious.
Old Man Wang didn't even look up, his hands were flying up and down on the chopping board.
The dough that had risen to death seemed to have spirituality in his hands.
Grab a ball and rub it with your palms, and it will become a round ball.
Roll with a rolling pin and press into thin slices.
Apply a layer of homemade ghee and sprinkle with a handful of finely chopped green onions and salt and pepper.
Old Man Wang flicked his wrist, rolled up the dough, and then pressed it flat.
This set of movements is so smooth and so fast that it makes people dizzy.
The most amazing thing is the baking skill.
I saw that his arms were bare, and he was not afraid of being burned by the coals in the furnace.
Holding the dough in the palm of his hand, he pressed it against the inner wall of the red-hot hanging stove.
"Zila" sound.
The dough cake is instantly adsorbed on the oven wall.
It only takes a moment.
A rich burning aroma wafts out from the mouth of the stove, making people greedy.
Old Man Wang has quick eyes and quick hands, and he used the iron pliers in his hand to poke into the furnace.
A gentle flick of the wrist.
A piece of golden-colored sesame cake with crispy skin and sizzling oil landed firmly on the bamboo basket on the chopping board.
He wasn't afraid of being burned, so he reached out and grabbed one and slashed it with a sharp knife.
The steaming hot biscuits instantly opened your mouth.
Then he took out a shaky piece of mutton cheek from the stew pot next to him, cut it into thin slices with his knife in his hand, and stuffed it into the cake.
Finally, drizzle a spoonful of bright red chili oil.
"Go on!"
Old Man Wang threw the prepared Gold and Silver Sandwich on the plate, and someone beside him quickly picked it up and ran all the way to the man's table.
The man couldn't wait to grab the sesame cake, and took a big bite without worrying about burning his mouth.
The crispy crust cracked between the teeth, mixed with the soft mutton and spicy oil, and instantly exploded in the mouth.
The man narrowed his eyes with satisfaction and let out a breath of heat.
"Comfortable!"
While chewing, he muttered vaguely, "Actually, as long as I can still eat this sesame seed cake, it will be enough for this day..."
Just in time.
Several figures made no sound and suddenly stopped at the table.
The leader was a woman in a purple skirt. She was slim and didn't mind the greasy and dirty place. She just smiled and shouted at the busy figure behind the stove.
"My dear, do you still have a seat? Here are four bowls of soup, enough pancakes, and cut the meat into larger pieces."
"Please wait a moment, sir, this is..."
The man, whose mouth was full of oil after eating, felt like he was hit in the back.
He tilted his head impatiently.
This turned around.
The curse words that were on the tip of my tongue were stuck in my throat.
"Fuck..."
There was a strange cry and thunder exploded on the ground.
This voice startled the surrounding diners who were immersed in their soups.
Everyone subconsciously raised their heads, showing displeasure.
This was a surprise.
Could it be that he saw a ghost in broad daylight?
But follow the man's dull gaze.
The originally noisy area suddenly fell silent.
Only a few steps away.
The woman in the purple skirt was tilting her head with a smile on her face.
Behind her stood a towering black-faced man.
At this moment, he was looking at the man who was screaming.
Obviously.
It was the person he bumped into just now.
Next to him was a stooped old man, wearing an inappropriate robe, with two towering dragon horns looming.
And right in the middle of these people.
Surrounded by a girl in mysterious clothes.
The girl is slender, and although her clothes are of a simple style, she can't hide her cold demeanor.
She just stood there quietly, Unspeakable speechless.
A pair of eyes as calm as water, not looking at the crowd, just staring at the steaming cauldron.
Feel the attention of everyone.
She frowned slightly and said in a low voice to the girl in purple, "Wei Qing... This shop has the best smell, as you said..."