At this time, it is already midnight. Street shops or vendors randomly place tables, chairs and benches, and many diners are still sitting.

They get together in twos and threes to enjoy the steaming supper, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere is warm. The more they talk, the more they can eat as if they had never had dinner.
It’s no wonder that it’s hard to move your index finger on this occasion even if you just ate. You have to pull a "sewing" reason to buy something to eat, otherwise the greedy person in your stomach will wait for no man.
Su Yonglin first paid for a crispy yellow sole that he liked best.
This is a kind of fried food. Slice cooked taro, such as hazelnuts, pine nuts, apricots, torreya grandis, etc., grind it into powder and mix it with soy sauce. It is fragrant and beautiful. It tastes crisp and delicious in golden color. I want another bite. The more I eat it, the more fragrant it becomes. I can’t stop it.
Su Yong, on the other hand, bought a handful of cakes, stuffed them in his mouth and chewed them while eating, which was very indecent.
Walking, Su Yonglin ate up the small piece of crisp yellow in his hand, but he was still hungry.
Touching the belly, Su Yonglin bought two more fried sausages and asked the store to slice them with oil paper, one for himself and one for Su Yong to eat while walking.
Fried sausage bites into your mouth, and the taste is strong and oily. Even a farmer who doesn’t see a few oil flowers all year round can hardly feel bored after eating a few mouthfuls.
But Su Yong won’t. He takes a bite of fried sausage in one hand and a bite of happiness in the other, like a child.
Su Yonglin felt bored after eating a few pieces of fried white sausage, and stuffed the rest directly into Su Yong’s mouth. This guy chewed his mouth full of gloss.
Su Yonglin still didn’t feel enough after eating fried white sausage. He looked at Su Yong, a git, and he obviously didn’t eat enough.
So Su Yonglin bought two more suet leek cakes, two braised chicken legs in oil, one half wrapped in oil paper and swallowed with a big bite, feeling full of fragrance.
Eating Su Yonglin and feeling thirsty, I want something to drink. Looking around, I saw a soup vendor on the left hand side.
He paid the street vendor to buy two clear-juice snail soup. Together, they took the clear-juice snail and sat down at the street table, sipping the soup slowly.
Besides soup, there is also very chewy snail meat in the bowl, which tastes very good.
Drinking soup, chewing snail meat, biting suet leek cake and eating chicken leg meat, I feel full of food and clothing in my stomach and warm up at the same time.
At this time, Su Yonglin’s ears were not only peddled by small vendors, but also talked and laughed.
Sitting at the table next to Su Yonglin and Su Yong, three people are talking and laughing.
Listen carefully to Su Yonglin and learn that they are laughing at a street in Qinghefang. Chen Laowu took his family savings and went to Huayuelou to eat sanhua, only to be found out by his wife at home.
Boy, from morning till night, the wife at home was more fierce than waving a cooking spoon and hitting the Chen family’s fifth property everywhere, so the whole street neighbors watched jokes all day, and a group of children even jumped and clapped their hands. The scene was very lively
Official girls, every family is as beautiful as flowers and jade, shy and charming, but Gu Xiangfu teaches gentleness and gentleness, and it is natural for husband and wife to be harmonious when they marry home.
But it’s not so good-tempered for a woman who is in charge of the people to be illiterate and ignorant of women’s precepts. It’s not easy for a family to get food. When the family says to fight, they won’t give any face.
Listen, listen, Su Yonglin couldn’t help but smile at this overflowing anger.
Immediately smile gathered to face serious.
He raised his head and looked around.
Lights shrouded the whole commercial street, covered with a hazy orange veil, looking like heaven and man intoxicating, as if this was a peaceful and prosperous time, and there was everything that people with lofty ideals had been pursuing for thousands of years.
Really beautiful!
But everyone in this street seems to have forgotten.
Thirty years ago, in the second year of Jingkang, there was a northern city that was far more prosperous and rich than Lin’ an City, where they are now.
People there are more comfortable than they are and live a relatively richer life.
As a result, one night, heaven and man fell into purgatory and burned to ashes, leaving a "Tokyo Dream of China" to make the old and young people cry at midnight.
You can’t keep prosperity without tough force.
There is only one Tokyo Dream Record left for you.
Take a deep breath. Su Yonglin put the last piece of leek cake in his mouth, picked up the bowl, drank the soup in one breath, chewed it as hard as he could and swallowed it.
Then put the soup bowl and wiped her mouth, got up and walked behind the store.
"A few pence?"
"Two bowls of clear juice snails"
Shopkeepers walked over and bowed down, so Su Yonglin took out his wallet and put the money in the store’s hand.
"It’s quite affordable. Last autumn, I ate a bowl of fish soup on the street of Qinghefang, but the store with a large bowl of fish soup didn’t charge me seven pence."
"The price in Lin ‘an is naturally more expensive than that in other places, but it is a bit expensive to charge seven pence for a bowl of fish soup. This mind is afraid of not doing business."
The store owner smiled and said, "My guest, we are full of raw materials here, and the price of kitchen stoves is also affordable. Just come here a few times after you come."
Su Yonglin looked at the store and nodded slowly with a smiling face that he couldn’t hate.
"Well, if I come to you for another bowl of clear-juice snail, you are not allowed to raise prices at will."
"OK!"
Say the store laughed Su Yonglin also walked over and led Su Yong to leave here, satiated with food and drink.
The shop owner bent down to pick up the bowl spoon left by Su Yonglin, washed it, scalded it with hot water and put it back in its place. Then he was busy with his work and suddenly felt something was wrong.
What do you mean, if there is a future?
It’s interesting for this young husband to talk. How dare you say such unlucky things as that he has no future?
Shopkeepers are at a loss.
Su Yonglin and Su Yong left this commercial street after eating and drinking enough, and the number of people who walked to the street has gradually become scarce.
The night beat four times, and it was the deepest time.
Walking Su Yonglin suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the dim light in the distance.
"What happened to A Lang?"
Su Yong was curious to look back together, but saw nothing.
He can’t see Su Yonglin, but he can.
This scene, like heaven and man, is a dream after all.
Kaifeng’s dream was awakened, but the rulers didn’t want to wake up, got up and ran to Hangzhou to lie down and dream.
They don’t think a Tokyo Dream Record is enough, but they need to add a Dream Record and an Old Wulin Story!
So the dream came true all the way, and the cliff mountain was finally nowhere to lie.
Su Yonglin smiled at Su Yong.
"Nothing … I may not see it after a last look."
Su Yong was a sluggish bow also don’t know what to say.
They choose their own way, even if they have a narrow escape.
Sun Yuanqi, once the incident happened, they must have no way out. If they don’t want to be hacked by the small court in the Southern Song Dynasty, they can go north.
This is last stand.
Chapter 4 If the Southern Song Dynasty can’t do it, I’ll try.
Su Yonglin and Su Yong got up at dawn the next day and got ready to return.
On the first floor, Su Yonglin handed the certificate issued by Dinghai county government to the shopkeeper, explained where to go, and the shopkeeper began to make detailed records.
[Su Yonglin, a merchant from Dinghai County, qingyuan prefecture, and two men from Su Yong lived in Room A for two nights and left Lin ‘an, Dinghai County early on March 7th and returned to Dinghai County from Lin ‘an early on March 9th].
All information about staying in the hotel should be put on record for the government to check at any time.
After recording, Su Yonglin, the shopkeeper of the store, settled the room money, and this pleasant stay in the hotel ended here.