Daming Super Daddy

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Because there is a small commercial street next to the pool, and the small street is full of shops selling snacks. It looks similar to the pedestrian street in Zhu Song's previous life, but the number of people is far less than that of the pedestrian street.

"Huang San, this king once came here when he was building the palace. When the Qinhuai River was drained, there doesn't seem to be such a street here?" Zhu Song stepped in front of the snack street, looking at this seemingly lively street. The crowd asked Huang San strangely.

This is different from the commercial street just now. Although the commercial street is full of beautiful things and sells everything, but in terms of architecture, it seems to be a copy, both in scale and style, with an obvious sense of official and unified planning. .

In contrast, the buildings in this snack street are mostly folk. Although the scale of the buildings is uneven, they have an inexplicable sense of harmony and are more friendly to the people.

Hearing Zhu Song's words, Huang Sanpo replied: "My lord, for more than a year, you have either been fighting outside or resting in the mansion. It has been a long time since you wandered around the city. This folk snack street is actually based on the Long Live It was built at the will of the Lord, and we still have a street market like this in Nanjing City."

"Ah?" Zhu Song was stunned for a moment, "You said this is the meaning of the fourth brother? The consciousness of the fourth brother is so advanced?"

"My lord, Lord Long Live once mentioned it to Mr. Xie and the others. This is an inspiration from you."

Huang San looked at Zhu Song strangely, and said: "A few years ago, on New Year's Eve of the first year when Jing Nan's army entered Nanjing, you and Long Live Lord visited Nanjing City, saying that the city was lively enough, but after all, Nanjing is a The political, political and trade center of my Ming Dynasty, each of my Ming Dynasty’s ministers and envoys has people living in Nanjing.”

When talking about this, Huang San paused, and continued: "You told the Lord Long Live that the most important food, clothing, housing and transportation for the people in each prefecture are different. Bring all the clothes and silks to Nanjing, so that the people of Ming Dynasty can taste the taste of hometown, the familiar taste!"

"Ah?" Zhu Song was a little silly this time, and hurriedly said: "At the beginning, this king just said it casually, but I didn't expect Brother Si Huang to really do this, really, really..."

Zhu Song himself didn't know what to say, the smell was still familiar, it was a bit tricky!

Seeing that Zhu Song's expression was still a little strange, Xu Miaojin, who was holding Zhu Xuankun and following Zhu Song, laughed, and said, "My husband, after Wansui issued this order, he began to arrange people to go to various prefectures, prefectures and counties to find people familiar with the situation. No, this 'snack alley' will be built soon."

"The starting point is good, but how much manpower, material and financial resources will it cost?" Zhu Song shook his head in disbelief, and said, "Forget it, anyway, this has been completed, and the money has been spent..."

"Here, my husband!" As soon as Zhu Song finished speaking, Xu Wanjun hurriedly said, "Actually, the imperial court didn't spend much money. The news that the snack street was going to be built just got out. Those merchants who paid for you to build a commercial street are like Like bees that smelled pollen, they gathered together, not only paid money, but also sent people to build these houses, and in just over a year, this street was built!"

"These guys are really good!" Zhu Song laughed when he heard this, "How many shops are there on this street?"

"If you go back to the prince, there are about two hundred sixty or seventy." Huang San lowered his head and thought for a while before replying.

"How much?" Zhu Song was confused, and said, "How long is this street?"

Two hundred and sixty-seventy households really reminded Zhu Song of those pedestrian streets in his previous life. Unlike pedestrian streets, those pedestrian streets were built in tourist attractions for the purpose of making money from tourists from other places, and this snack street , it was built in response to the Han Palace.

"Uh, it should be quite long anyway." Huang San has been here before, but only once or twice, how can he go there on purpose, or ask someone to investigate how long it is?

"Okay." I didn't get the answer I wanted, but Zhu Song was very excited, "Since you said that here are all the snacks from all over the Ming Dynasty, do you know if there are any from Beiping?"

This guy reminds me of the Quanjude Roast Duck that I ate in Beijing in my previous life. Even though Nanjing City also has the famous 'Nanjing Duck with Dried Skin', it is more attractive to Zhu Song Even though he tried several times after returning to Daming, he just couldn't make that kind of taste.

"Father, father, do we really have to eat here?" Zhu Xuankun turned his head to look at Zhu Song, his big eyes blinked in disbelief, and asked innocently: "Is there really anything delicious in this place?"

"Yes, of course!" Zhu Song touched the little guy's head and said, "Look around, anyway, even if you eat all over this small street, it won't cost you much money."

"Ah?" Xu Miaojin's beautiful eyes rolled, and she whispered: "Husband, you managed to catch Xuan Kun and the others to come out to play and eat here? Aren't you afraid of leaving a bad impression on the little guys?"

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhu Song shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "You don't know, there is a famous dish in Beiping Mansion, even though we also have it in Nanjing City, but it will never be as delicious as that in Beiping Mansion. "

"Father, I don't believe it." Zhu Qiyue pouted and said, "No matter how good the cook is, the cooks in our house do not cook as well. Father, let's go to the new palace to have a look." ..."

"You little girl, just follow Weifu." After saying this, Zhu Song walked straight forward.

"Father, wait for the child!" The little guys didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly chased after him.

Just as Zhu Song imagined, the snack street is quite long, full of beautiful things in eyes, all kinds of snacks are available: what kind of noodles, meat sandwiches, dandan noodles, rolled noodles, roast suckling pig... everyone's eyes are dazzled. .

The three Zhu Xuankun brothers and sisters who didn't want to come with them at first, saw so many snacks, smelled the rich and fragrant smell at the tip of their noses, they were so greedy that they were salivating. With short legs, he ran to the front of the snack stall.

In the end, Han Qingshan, who had been protecting everyone all the time, couldn't stand it anymore, and bought a bunch of candied haws for each of the three little guys out of his own pocket. Although it was different from the candied haws in Zhu Song's previous life, it had a special flavor.

Didn't you see the three little guys licking like a kitten?

After walking forward for another quarter of an hour, Zhu Song stopped suddenly and looked up at a larger snack shop in front of him.

Compared with the shops in the commercial street, this shop is not too big, but it is larger than other snack shops. It is divided into three floors. The outside of the facade looks quite tidy. There are four big characters of "flavored roast duck" written on it, and two big duck stone sculptures are placed at the door in a funny way.

It's funny to say that there are lions or lucky elephants in front of other people's shops, but this "Flavor Roast Duck" has a unique taste. There are two big ducks with different shapes. One is spreading its wings and the other is about to fly. It's only plucked, and it's still a bald duck scratching its head.

What do you mean?Are the ducks coming?

"There are many lucky elephants and town shop lions at the door, but the ducks in this shop are quite interesting." Looking at the ducks with different shapes in front of the shop, Zhu Song laughed.

I tilted my head and glanced inside, yo, there are quite a few people inside, anyway, the first floor is almost full.

Huang San seemed to have been here before. Hearing what his lord said, he interjected: "My lord, Mr. Huixun and the others have been here before, and even almost invited a cook back home from here.!"

"Hey, this kid is a foodie!" Zhu Song's eyes lit up, and he said, "Did the shopkeeper here come from Beiping?"

I really came here for whatever I wanted, and when I wanted to sleep, someone brought me a pillow.

Just now Zhu Song was thinking about Quanjude’s roast duck, but he actually found it in this snack street.

"Yes!" Huang San said: "All the shopkeepers and cooks here are invited from their hometowns, so their respective shops are full of the flavors of their hometowns."

"Okay, then let's go in and taste the taste from Beiping!" Zhu Song nodded, and walked directly into the small shop of 'Flavor Roast Duck'.

I walked into the shop and took a closer look. The shop was really clean. The whole shop floor was covered with white marble floor. His calligraphy and paintings, if you take a closer look, they are all painted by famous contemporary artists.

Zhu Song even saw behind the counter, there was a pair of words 'No. [-] Duck in the World', signed by Zhu Di!

It seems that Zhu Di has also eaten here, or once in Beiping.

"Hey, why didn't I say hello?"

Walking into the shop, I saw fifteen neatly arranged small tables in the hall on the first floor of the shop, each of which was full of people, and there was no room left.

"Oh, my lord, I'm sorry, I'm too busy today, I didn't see you guys!" Hearing Zhu Song's yelling, a man dressed as a mistress with a long white scarf on his shoulders hurried He walked up and asked with a smile on his face, "My lord, are you eating? Do you have a reservation?"

Zhu Song was taken aback for a moment, and said: "What's the matter, do I have to make a reservation to eat at your place?"

"Grandpa, hearing your question, I know that this is your first visit to our shop, right?"

Hearing Zhu Song's words, the younger brother's expression remained unchanged, and he continued:

"Our small shop has a fixed amount of roast duck every day. Sir, you came a little late today, and all the roast ducks have been ordered. If you want to eat today, you can't eat roast duck." When we arrive, we can only order some special dishes of our Beiping."

"That's it!" Zhu Song had a somewhat disappointed expression on his face.

"Father...Daddy, why don't we change the family?" Even though Zhu Xuankun is a boy, sometimes he is quite cheating, but he has a very delicate mind, so he can naturally hear the disappointment in Zhu Song's words.

"Forget it, forget it, let's eat here." Zhu Song waved his hand and said, "Is there a place now?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I thought this business was going to be ruined, but I didn't expect it to turn around. The second brother flicked the long scarf on his shoulders, and shouted upstairs: "The third floor is a shop, and eight VIPs are waiting for you!" Go!"

Zhu Song, three wives, and three children, plus Han Qingshan and Huang San, exactly eight people. The guards of Prince Han's Mansion below have two "flavored roast duck" gates, and the rest are in other snack shops. meal.

"Got it!"