There are three children in Kaifeng

The day after tomorrow is not far away, and when Ding San helped Uncle Zhang busy with the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner in Kaifeng Mansion, he arrived soon.

The Mid-Autumn Festival in Kaifeng Mansion is also very popular. Everyone has a lively meal, chats and strengthens team building.To say that the place that is different from others is the time for dinner. Generally, the party is held at night while admiring the moon. Kaifeng Mansion chooses the time for dinner at noon, because at night when the people are lively There will be certain safety hazards in the street, so all the government officials in the mansion will patrol the streets at night to ensure the safety of the common people.

Early this morning, Ding San was sitting on the threshold of the back kitchen drinking porridge with two dark circles under his eyes. without?"

Ding San nodded listlessly, finished the last mouthful of porridge in the bowl with a snort, hooked his fingers at Uncle Zhang, turned and walked to the kitchen.

Uncle Zhang followed into the house, and looked at Ding San with a tired face, wondering, "What's wrong, didn't you sleep well last night?"

Sleep well?Didn't sleep well at all, yesterday I was busy helping Uncle Zhang for a whole day, and at night I had to get out the manga draft that I had made an appointment with Jiang Ping, she sighed, never thought that even in ancient times, she would not be able to escape the fate of working overtime... ...

Ding San took Uncle Zhang to a shady corner of the kitchen, where a row of boxes were neatly stacked, she opened one of the boxes and pouted at Uncle Zhang, "Okay."

As soon as the lid was opened, Uncle Zhang felt the cold air rushing towards his face. The things in the box were tightly wrapped by a thick layer of quilt. He lifted the quilt curiously and looked inside—a large piece of There are white moon cakes riding on the ice.

"Yo, it looks good!" Uncle Zhang was very surprised, "It's the first time I've seen this white mooncake. Do you eat it cold?"

Uncle Zhang picked up a piece suspiciously, took a bite, chewed it carefully, and instantly widened his eyes: "It's delicious! It's soft and smooth, and this mung bean stuffing is better than red bean stuffing. It's neither sweet nor greasy. It doesn’t make you angry when you eat it!” Uncle Zhang looked at Ding San approvingly, “Okay, boy, it’s worth the effort that Uncle Zhang made for you! This thing should be eaten cold.”

Ding San raised his eyebrows proudly, "Grandpa, you still have a bit of taste, and it's not in vain for me to toss about this mooncake for a long time."

Uncle Zhang held the half-eaten mooncake and looked at the light. The white crust of this mooncake became more crystal clear when it was polished. Uncle Zhang was curious, "What did you use to make the crust?"

"Glutinous rice flour."

"No wonder it's so soft and slippery. Your snowy mooncake is the only one in Beijing!" Uncle Zhang tapped Ding San's head with his knuckles excitedly, "Hurry up and give it to the adults to try."

Ding San rubbed his head, found a small plate, put a few pieces of mooncakes in it, and rushed to Mr. Bao happily.

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As soon as Ding San entered Mr. Bao's courtyard, he heard someone shouting in Mr. Bao's room, and the voice seemed to be full of anger.

"Bao Heizi, you must give me an explanation!"

"En." Master Bao replied in a muffled voice without being annoyed.

The yelling Zhuer felt as if he had punched the cotton, and became even more annoyed, his voice was higher than the previous sentence, "Damn Heizi, you made me unable to stop the Mid-Autumn Festival, you have to make it up to me!"

Mrs. Bao still answered indifferently, the two of you said something to each other, there was no intention of stopping, Ding San was hesitant holding a plate, she was worried that if the two of them continued to quarrel like this, the moon cakes would be eaten when they were warm It can't be done.

At this time, Mr. Gongsun came in from the yard, saw Ding San standing there holding a plate, and heard Mr. Bao's shouting in the room, he walked to Ding San's side clearly, "It's okay, go in, Old Pangtou has come to Kaifeng mansion again to eat."

"It's not very convenient..." Ding San was taken aback by Mr. Gongsun, she was so focused on listening to him, she didn't even notice when he came in.

Mr. Gongsun smiled, "What's the inconvenience? This old man is really good at eating, and you can drive him away. You are a hero of Kaifeng Mansion."

Ding San looked at Mr. Gongsun inexplicably. The "Old Pangtou" he said should be Grand Master Pang. In TV dramas, Beijing operas, and various reversals of the main story, Grand Master Pang did not deal with Mr. Bao. How do you look at this situation? Is the personal relationship between Grand Master Pang and Kaifeng Mansion not bad?

Mr. Gongsun gently pushed her back, "Hurry up and go in, I'm also curious about what's on your plate."

Ding San appeared at Mr. Bao's door with a tray, and at a glance he saw a jeweled old man with white hair and beard standing in the middle of the room, puffing his eyes and punching his mouth, while Mr. Bao was leisurely reading a book, sipping Drinking tea, without even looking at the old man.

"Eh..." Ding San knew that the old man with the white beard was Grand Master Pang, but he was not wearing a court uniform, and she didn't know whether to kneel or worship.

"Little San and Mr. Gongsun, come in, there is no need to be formal." Mr. Bao put down his book, and waved to Ding San and Mr. Gongsun at the door, simply treating Pang Ji as air.

"Grand Master Pang" Mr. Gongsun greeted Grand Master Pang very politely as soon as he entered the room, "Come here again this year?"

Grand Master Pang rolled his eyes when Mr. Gongsun pushed him, and sat down on the chair next to him, blowing his beard and staring, "This time my home was burglarized, how can I have the heart to eat!"

Ding San didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing this, and he didn't know if Taishi Pang was acting cute or being short-sighted. "This time" is not, that means he recognized last time, last time?

Master Bao finally put down the book, and looked at Pang Ji contemptuously, "Didn't you give me a copy yesterday, why are you making trouble today?"

Ding San was a little surprised, not because Pang Ji participated in Master Bao's book, but because Master Bao who had participated in the book could still be so calm.

"It's not the emerald hill from last time. He stole it from me again today." Pang Ji's beard was blown up to the sky, "Look!" As he said, he threw a black feather in front of Master Bao's eyes.

Master Bao glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, seemed very happy, and smiled, "What did he steal this time?"

"All the mooncakes our family ordered at Wufangzhai were stolen, and none of the cake residue was left for me."

Master Bao was stunned for a moment, "Mooncake?"

"Yes, Wufangzhai! Special mooncake stuffing and freshly made molds cost me a lot of money!" Pang Ji beat his chest in grief.

"Old Pang, your family doesn't care about those two mooncakes." Mr. Bao suppressed a smile and comforted him, "Maybe he is afraid that you will eat too much and accumulate food to solve your problems."

Ding San sounds fresh. Someone steals mooncakes these days?

Pang Ji glanced at Mr. Bao, pulled his face, and turned to look at Ding San, "What's on your plate?"

"Um...mooncakes."

"Nonsense, how can mooncakes be white?!" Pang Ji patted the armrest, and was so angry that he almost lost his breath, "I just said that the mooncakes were stolen, so you just take some broken snacks and put eye drops on me." !"

"This is indeed a moon cake..." Ding San was helpless, why was this old man so hot-tempered.

"Mooncake?" Mr. Bao and Mr. Gongsun also came to Ding San with great interest, and each took a piece from the plate.

"Cold?" Mr. Gongsun was a little surprised.

"Well, eat it while it's 'cold', it won't taste good when it's hot."

"Interesting." Mr. Gongsun nodded and took a sip.

"Not bad, sweet and delicious." Master Bao took a bite and raised his chin at Grand Master Pang, "Old Pang, don't be so angry, come and taste it!"

Taishi Pang put his hands behind his back, and pretended to be very reluctant to walk this way, his mouth was still firm, "Then I will reluctantly give you this face."

Said it was a matter of reluctance, but the strides were so big that Ding San was afraid that he would die suddenly.

Pang Ji took a piece of mooncake and tasted it. It was really good. He turned to look at Ding San, "What kind of mooncake is this? Where did you buy it?"

"Snowskin mooncakes are the only one in Kaifeng, and they are not for sale." Ding San puffed up his chest proudly when talking about this mooncake. This is a product only in modern times, and of course it was the only one in ancient times. It can be regarded as regaining a little self-esteem of modern people.

"Old Bao." Pang Ji rolled his eyes, and while talking to Mr. Bao, he glanced at the mooncakes left on the plate, "You are not doing well, and our family lost the mooncakes, and we can't even celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't you Talk about compensation?"

The corners of Ding San's mouth twitched—after all, he was once a grand master, so how can he be so careless...

Mr. Bao didn't respond much, but Mr. Gongsun frowned. The moon cakes are limited in quantity, and he was compensated. Then what to eat in the Kaifeng mansion, this thought crossed his mind, before Pang Ji could speak, he took the first step and said, "Grand Master We are also very sorry that the mooncakes were stolen at home, but these mooncakes are for the family to eat, I am afraid that they will not suit the appetite of the wives of the Pang family."

Pang Ji had expected to be rejected, "Yes, but it suits my taste, so I'll eat here."

Mrs. Bao sighed, "You can eat as much as you want, why are you making so many excuses, which wives of your family are fighting again this time?"

"You still know me, Old Hei." Pang Ji snatched the plate from Ding San's hand as if he had received some permission, and muttered while eating the mooncakes on the plate, "I don't know what's wrong this time. I had to cook by myself, but in the end I was overwhelmed in the kitchen trying to grab a pot, and I was crying and making trouble with me all morning."

"Who told you to marry so many, you have to hide here every Mid-Autumn Festival, you deserve it." Master Bao shook his head and continued to read.

There is something delicious to eat, so Pang Ji doesn't talk too much, and forgets about all the strange robbers.

At the noon dinner, everyone was full of praise for Ding San's fresh snow skin mooncake, and even Zhan Zhao, who has never liked sweets, made an exception and ate an extra piece.

Sure enough, Pang Ji lived up to the "popular expectations" and was able to eat as always. He almost ate most of the dishes on the table by himself.Everyone was already used to him like this, and ignored him. After eating happily, the group went out to patrol the streets with Zhan Zhao.

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"The capital city is lively." Yan Chasan sighed all the way.

In the evening, Ding San and Yan Chasan strolled along the street. The whole street was filled with all kinds of lanterns, peddlers and gifted scholars and beauties who chanted poems against each other. Ding San was also quite affected by the festive atmosphere. It was a feeling she had never experienced before.

"Eh, what is that?"

She caught a glimpse of a shop with many girls gathered around the door.

"You want to buy rouge?" Yan Chasan looked in the direction of Ding Sanzhi, and it turned out to be a rouge shop.

"Rouge?" Ding San finally saw what the shop was selling. She cast a glance at the shop, and saw several young girls holding on to Qing Luo Xiaofan laughing and discussing the color and taste of rouge, and picking them with sticks from time to time. Try it on the back of your hand a little bit, it seems very interesting.

Ding San turned his head and continued walking side by side with Yan Chasan.

"Aren't you going to take a look?" Yan Chasan was still thinking for a while that if she went to visit, whether he, an old man, would accompany him or not. He didn't see her move at the moment, but it was a bit strange.

"I don't need it." Ding San shrugged, but he didn't think it was a big deal. Now that he bought this outfit, it would be troublesome.

"You're really special. Aren't ordinary girls unable to move when they see this? Could it be that you've changed your temper after pretending to be a man for a long time?" Yan Chasan teased her.

"Only by reforming can I be good friends with you."

"Chicken friend?"

"Well, it's the kind of friend who can't be good."

"Then thank you Brother Ding for your kindness."

The two chatted and walked along the river, and saw a group of children in front of them circling a boy. The boy had brown skin, black and white eyes, and a smile showing two small canine teeth. He looked naive.The teenager distributed the contents of a paper bag to the children one by one.

"Thank you big brother!"

"Brother, take a bite too!"

"My brother's mooncakes are delicious."

The children laughed and shouted around the boy very happily, and the boy was also very happy.

The children around got the mooncakes, but there was still some paper in the boy's hand. He raised his head and saw Ding San and Yan Chasan who were staring in his direction, and walked over with a smile.

"The two young masters also come to a piece of moon cake, rest assured that I am not a bad person." The young man smiled honestly, and handed the paper bag in his hand to the two.

Looking at his face, Ding San felt that this young man was not a bad guy, and a bad guy would not be liked by children, so he thanked him and stuffed a piece into his mouth without hesitation.Like Ding San, Yan Chasan thanked the boy and took a piece of mooncake to eat.

The boy was also very happy to gain the trust of strangers, and asked cheerfully, "Is it delicious?"

"Delicious, delicious." Ding San chewed on the mooncake and nodded vaguely.

This mooncake tastes nothing at first, but the more you eat, the more delicious it becomes. The filling is salty, and it seems to have seafood in it.

"Young Master, as long as it tastes delicious." The young man smiled brilliantly.

A child ran over, tugged at the boy's sleeve, and said coquettishly with his little face up: "Big brother, let's go play together!" The boy happily agreed, nodded to the two as farewell, and followed the children ran away.

"If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that there are such pure people in the world." Yan Chasan looked at the back of the young man leaving in a good mood.

"Well, it tastes really good." Ding San smacked his lips, studying the mooncake in his hand, "Did you buy it or make it yourself?"

"Can you not spoil the scenery like this? Is the mooncake delicious?" Yan Chasan gave Ding San a contemptuous look.

Ding San ignored his contempt, and looked at the pattern on the moon cake. There was the word "Fang Zhai" on it. "Fang" was much smaller than the word "Zhai", and there should be a radical on it. There is another word above these two words, but it was eaten by Ding San.She raised her head and glanced at Yan Chasan's mooncake. It just so happened that Yan Chasan ate it from the bottom, and only the word "Zhai" was eaten. Putting the two together, the word on it should be "Wufangzhai"

"Wufangzhai?!" Ding San suddenly remembered what old man Pang said. He said that the mooncakes in his house were specially made in Wufangzhai. The fillings were unique, abalone fillings.Looking back now, isn’t the seafood in mooncakes just abalone?

If this is the stolen mooncake from old man Pang's house, then who was that person just now?