The group’s favorite Xiao Long Bao: seven brothers and uncles love it to the extreme

Although Nanzhao is far, far away from the Yujin Dynasty. But the rare thing is that the accent of the people here is not difficult to understand, it is similar to them.

Yun Chengzi explained that this was all passed down because the gods descended to earth. Language: The language in Nanzhao is the most standard, and other countries are the ones that gradually change their tone.

As a starting point for this piece of mainland language, most of them can understand it.

They didn't go too far, so they picked a small-looking farmer's house at the entrance of the village and knocked on the door.

Soon there were footsteps in the yard, and soon an old man opened the door.

The old man looked to be in his fifties and was slightly startled when he opened the door and saw the group of them. Then he seemed to understand something and asked, "A few guests want to stay overnight."

"Exactly. I wonder if this eldest brother can stay with us for a few nights. We are taking our children out this time. Unexpectedly, we can't find any inns here."

The two uncles did not dress up this time, just like ordinary middle-aged people.

"Of course, please come in quickly." The old man opened the door and let several people and the carriage enter the yard.

Judging from his appearance, I don't think it's unusual to stay overnight. I think he's seen it a lot.

After all, there are really no inns around here.

"Guests, please take a seat first. I will prepare the meal now."

Seeing that this farm family didn't look like a wealthy family, Qingfeng quickly stood up and said, "Old man, we brought some food ourselves. I'll get it right now."

The old man didn't think much about it. Although they didn't look like wealthy people, they were still dressed neatly and neatly, and they didn't look like poor people.

So just treat it as someone who can't get used to their ordinary food.

Long Baoer also followed him out, and soon the two senior brothers came in holding large and small bags in their hands.

Although Long Baoer had a variety of food in his hands, he didn't take out anything too eye-catching.

I just took out some dry food that could be eaten by heating it a little, and also took out some pickles and braised pork to add to the dish. He also carried a small bag of rice, which weighed about a few kilograms, enough for the group of them to eat.

The big and small bags they had made the old man shocked. This was a wealthy family actually bringing such abundant food with them.

You must know that although Nanzhao Kingdom will not be attacked by other countries, the country is not quiet.

Banditry in Nanzhao is endless.

The old man took these things and cooked a table of meals.

The crystal clear rice makes a pot of fragrant rice porridge, and the dry food brought is warm. The stewed vegetables were all cut into the middle plate, and two green vegetables were also prepared, both of which were grown by the old man himself.

It is already late autumn and winter, and the reason why we can still see these fresh vegetables is because of the country of Nanzhao. The climate is warmer than other countries on the continent. So you can still eat fresh vegetables all year round.

"I didn't expect there would be such fresh vegetables at this time." Yunchengzi was a little happy.

Anyone who sees the fresh ingredients will be happy. Although it is not said that they cannot eat meat, Yunchengzi still prefers fresh vegetables.

It's just that the group of people around him, whether it's Ma Daoye, Long Baoer, or the two apprentices, are all obsessed with meat. The banquet they order every day is all meat, chicken, duck, and fish.

He could only find a few bites of his favorite food on the edges of the banquet.

It’s really a tearful experience.

"Second Master loves to eat vegetables." Long Baoer added a few more chopsticks to Yunchengzi's bowl. "Second Master, eat more."

"Brother, I heard here in Nanzhao that you can grow food and vegetables all year round." Ma Daoye asked.

The old man nodded, "That's true."

"That's a good thing. You can grow food and vegetables all year round. The harder you work, the more money you can make." Qingfeng blurted out from the side.

Their Taoist temple also has hundreds of acres of fertile land, which is the main property of the temple and was rewarded by the founding emperor.

They sometimes farm the land themselves. Like Qingfeng leading his juniors to practice and work at the same time, this is also a kind of hard training. Sometimes these lands are leased to villagers at the foot of the mountain. Wait until the autumn harvest and divide some of the grain.

Everyone has always been rushing to plant the hundreds of acres of farmland in their Taoist temple.

First, it is to grow food for Yuntai Guan. Everyone is willing to feel that they can get a little bit of spiritual energy.

Secondly, it is also because the conditions provided by Yuntaiguan are very generous, which is always more affordable than the fertile land given to those wealthy families.

Therefore, in Qingfeng’s view, if there is land that can be used for planting all year round, it must be possible. Earn more money, eat well, and wear warm clothes.

Unexpectedly, after Qingfeng finished speaking, the old man's face showed no joy at all. Instead, he shook his head and sighed with a wry smile.

"Hey, old man, why are you sighing? Did I guess wrong?"

"Feng'er." Yun Chengzi scolded lightly.

This kid still needs to be taken out to see the world, he doesn’t even know what he’s looking at. There was no joy on the old man's face, it was clearly filled with pain.

"Brother, we came all the way from the Yujin Dynasty. We don't understand many of the customs and habits of Nanzhao. I would like to ask you for advice."

"Guests, you're welcome. If you have anything to say, just say it. I'm just a commoner and I only understand folk affairs."

"Brother, please introduce us to the Nanzhao Kingdom. When we came here, we found that the Nanzhao Kingdom was not the place of pilgrimage we imagined. What's going on?"

"A place of pilgrimage, hey, you are overthinking it." The old man smiled bitterly when he heard this.