Southern Glory City
Da Da Da
A snow-white Treading Snow Horse was walking at a leisurely pace on the official road.
Riding on the Treading Snow Horse was a young man wearing a brocade robe with golden embroidery. The young man's hair was tied up with a white jade hairpin. His long hair hung down to his chest. He was tall and slender with an obviously expensive white jade pendant hanging from his waist. His skin was fair and tender but not lacking in strength. On his chiseled handsome face were sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, and thin lips. At this moment, he was fanning himself with a fan in one hand. What an elegant young master in this chaotic world!
Who else could this handsome young man be but the Prince Of Tang, Tang Jin?
Tang Jin had just left Dingtian City's south gate in the morning and was walking along the road towards Southern Glory City.
Because he had a storage ring, Tang Jin was still light even though he was carrying a lot of things. He only held a flashing fan in his hand as he leisurely walked along the road.
At this moment, Tang Jin didn't look like someone who was going to adventure in the Forest of Illusions. Instead, he looked like a hedonistic son who was out for a walk.
He walked at a leisurely pace. When he was in the mood, he would run wildly for a while. When he was bored, he would dismount and lead the horse for a walk. Even so, Tang Jin had just left Dingtian City in the morning and arrived at Southern Glory City in the evening.
As the citadel of Dingtian City, Southern Glory City wasn't under the jurisdiction of the 36 provinces. Regardless of whether one wanted to leave Dingtian City to enter the southern provinces of the Tang dynasty or come from the southern provinces of the Tang dynasty, one had to pass through Southern Glory City to enter Dingtian City. Southern Glory City was directly connected to the center of the continent and was the most prosperous of the three citadels of Dingtian City.
Tang Jin led his horse to Southern Glory City. He narrowed his eyes and raised his head. Above the huge city gate hung a huge stone plaque: Southern Glory City.
As the citadel of Dingtian City, Southern Glory City's scale was only slightly smaller than Dingtian City. Among the thousands of cities in the Tang dynasty, Southern Glory City was considered a top-notch city.
Tang Jin led his horse through the streets of Southern Glory City and looked at the bustling streets. Even though it was already dusk, the vendors and merchants didn't seem to have any intention of closing their shops and going home. They were still selling their wares in the streets.
Cities like Dingtian City and Nanyao City, which were the core cities of the Tang dynasty, would not impose curfews unless the war situation was particularly urgent. Therefore, for the peddlers around, the evening market after dusk was another good opportunity to make money.
Like Home Inn.
Tang Jin walked to the front of an inn that could only be considered average in size. He was prepared to stay here for the night.
Seeing Tang Jin stop his horse in front of the inn, the servant inside the inn came out to greet him.
The manservant first wiped his hands with the towel in his hand, then swung his left hand and put the towel on his shoulder. He took the reins from Tang Jin's hand and asked with a smile, "Sir, do you want to start a fire or stay in the inn?"
"Both." Tang Jin answered, then pointed at his Treading In Snow horse and said to the manservant, "Feed my horse good fodder and you will be rewarded."
Then, he waved his left hand and a gold coin appeared. He threw it into the manservant's hand.
The manservant stared blankly at the gold coin in his hand. He obviously didn't expect this young master to be so generous and give him a gold coin so casually.
Then, the manservant immediately reacted and said to Tang Jin with a happy face, "Thank you, young master. Thank you, young master. I will definitely take good care of your horse. "
After answering Tang Jin, the manservant immediately shouted to the innkeeper inside, "Innkeeper, this guest starts a fire and stays in the inn. I will take good care of you." After shouting, he didn't wait for the innkeeper to reply and led the horse happily to the stable in the backyard.
The manservant was very happy. When he woke up this morning, he heard magpies chirping on the branches outside. He didn't expect to meet such a noble person who gave him a gold coin so casually. He worked in this inn for a month and only earned a mere five silver coins. This person casually gave him more than a year and a half's salary.
The manservant carefully put away the gold coin, then led the Treading In Snow horse into the stable in the backyard and took good care of it. His careful expression was more careful than taking care of his own mother.
The innkeeper, who was calculating the accounts inside, immediately dragged his fat body out after hearing the manservant's shout. Before Tang Jin stepped into the inn, he stood in front of the door.
The fat on the innkeeper's fat face was already smiling so much that his eyes couldn't be seen. He flattered Tang Jin and asked with a smile, "Come, come, come in quickly. Young master, there's something inside. What kind of seat do you want? "
"Anything." Tang Jin casually replied. Since he was young, he had seen this kind of flattering smile many times. Now, he was immune to this kind of smile. He didn't hate it, but he didn't like it.
In fact, in such a big inn, there were more than ten manservants. With so many people coming and going every day, it was not worthwhile for the innkeeper to personally receive everyone. The key point was the words that the manservant who received Tang Jin shouted before he left.
This was a hidden rule that belonged to the inn and restaurant industry. When someone came, the manservant would go out first to welcome them. If it was an ordinary person, the manservant would directly bring them in or let them come in on their own. If it was a big shot or a rich family's playboy, the manservant would shout and the innkeeper would personally receive them.
As for a small inn's manservant, how could he tell whether he was a big shot or a small shot? As a manservant who guarded the inn every day and had seen all kinds of people coming and going, no one would have a more discerning eye than him.
Besides, Tang Jin's noble aura aside, the gold coin he casually took out showed that he was a rich family's young master.
"Then come, please. This way, by the window, everyone likes to sit here. How about it? " The fat innkeeper didn't care about the coldness on Tang Jin's face at all. His smile didn't change as he led Tang Jin to a seat by the window.
Tang Jin looked at the seat. Sitting here, he could see the scenery outside the window. It was a good place.
"Not bad." Tang Jin nodded. Then, he took out two gold coins and handed them to the fat innkeeper. He said, "Two bowls of rice and a few of your signature dishes."
When the fat innkeeper saw the two gold coins handed over by Tang Jin, his small eyes that were originally squinted to the point where they couldn't be seen suddenly lit up. He quickly reached out and took the two gold coins. His mouth kept saying, "Too much, too much."
"I'll give you the extra." Tang Jin didn't care and waved his hand, indicating the fat innkeeper to quickly prepare the dishes. Obviously, he was too lazy to wait for the fat innkeeper to give him change.
Hearing Tang Jin's words, the fat innkeeper's smile became even more brilliant. He quickly responded, "It'll be ready soon, it'll be ready soon. I'll make it for you first. "
After saying that, he hurriedly ran to the kitchen at a speed that was inversely proportional to his fat body.
"Take care." Looking at the fat innkeeper who ran away, Tang Jin patted his forehead and called out, "Innkeeper, give me another pot of Nu 'er Hong."
The fat innkeeper turned around and heard him. He nodded and ran to the kitchen door, shouting, "Old Zhang, bring all the signature dishes of our restaurant to me. Do it well, first! "
"Okay!" Hearing a strong middle-aged man's voice coming from inside, the fat innkeeper nodded with relief. He returned to the counter and personally poured a pot of Nu 'er Hong and sent it to Tang Jin.
"Young Master, please drink first. The dishes will be served soon."
Tang Jin nodded and didn't reply.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Tang Jin's dishes were all served.
The fat innkeeper personally served the dishes. As he served the dishes, he introduced them to Tang Jin, "Spicy Chicken Cubes, Orange Glazed Lucky Fish, Sweet Crispy Carp, Stewed Crab Powder, Kirin Reborn. These are all the signature dishes of our chef, Master Zhang. "
After saying that, he glanced at Tang Jin. Seeing that Tang Jin didn't show any signs of impatience, he continued to point to one of the dishes and said, "This Kirin Reborn is our signature dish. It's cooked by first stuffing suckling dog meat with ginger, fennel, brown sugar, pepper, wine, and other condiments into the pork belly, then placing it in a pot and steaming it over a fierce fire. When the pork belly is removed, a strange fragrance will assail your nostrils. It's fragrant and soft when eaten. It's neither greasy nor smelly. It has the effect of strengthening the yang energy, nourishing the kidney, dispelling rheumatism, and strengthening the spleen and stomach. Young Master, please take your time to taste it. "
Tang Jin felt that when the fat innkeeper introduced the dish Kirin Reborn, Xiao Yu on his body clearly emitted a wave of fluctuation.
"Don't worry. It's just named Kirin Reborn. It has nothing to do with Kirin." Tang Jin first comforted Xiao Yu in his heart. Then, he turned his head and waved his hand. He said to the fat innkeeper, who was still quietly waiting by the side, "You can leave now. I'll call you if I need you."
"Okay, Young Master, please enjoy." The fat innkeeper tactfully bowed and returned to his counter to continue calculating the account.
Tang Jin, on the other hand, began to eat.
Tang Jin, whose chefs were all imperial chefs, obviously didn't find the dishes of Ru Gui Inn very tempting.
After eating, Tang Jin walked to the counter and prepared to ask for a room. He would stay for the night and leave tomorrow.
"Oh, Young Master, you've finished eating?" Before Tang Jin could speak, the fat innkeeper had already greeted him.
Tang Jin nodded and said, "Yes, give me a room. I want to stay here for the night."
The fat innkeeper smiled and rubbed his two fat hands together. He said, "Young Master, our rooms are divided into three grades: Heaven, Earth, and Mortal. You can stay in the Heaven Grade rooms for a day …"
"You need the Heaven Grade rooms." Tang Jin directly interrupted the fat innkeeper and casually threw out two gold coins.
Looking at the two extra gold coins in his hand, the fat innkeeper's face lit up with joy. He clearly didn't care that he was interrupted by Tang Jin. Instead, he slightly bowed his fat body and gestured toward the stairs on the left. He smiled and said, "Young Master, please follow me."
Tang Jin walked up the stairs. The fat innkeeper followed behind Tang Jin and pointed out where Tang Jin should go and which room to go to. After Tang Jin entered and expressed his satisfaction, the fat innkeeper closed the door and left with a satisfied expression.
Southern Glory City was even livelier at night than during the day.
People selling snacks, juggling, selling trinkets, and taking a stroll were all gathered on the streets of Southern Glory City.
The surrounding shops had already lit up their lanterns and illuminated the streets. The entire city was like a city that never slept. It was filled with laughter and laughter.
Tang Jin walked on the streets of Southern Glory City and enjoyed the night scenery that was not inferior to Dingtian Capital. He was immersed in this sea of joy.
"Tanghulu, sweet and sour tanghulu."
Not far away, there was the cry of a tanghulu seller. Tang Jin looked in the direction of the voice and saw a middle-aged man holding a target made of golden straw. The target was filled with strings of red tanghulu. Many people had already gathered around to buy the tanghulu. The middle-aged man leisurely collected the money and held the tanghulu while shouting nonstop.
Looking at the tanghulu made from crabapple fruits hanging in the air, Tang Jin suddenly wanted to eat it.
He hadn't eaten tanghulu for more than ten years, right?
In his previous life, he loved to eat tanghulu because his grandfather was an expert at making tanghulu. The tanghulu he made was just like the tanghulu made by this middle-aged man, bright red and translucent.
Tang Jin walked towards the middle-aged man who was selling candied haws, preparing to buy a bunch to try.
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