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Chapter 11 The Sky of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Zhen was fortunate to have traveled to the Northern Song Dynasty. As an eight-year-old prince, he was able to run around in Tokyo.

The remaining three people visited carelessly.

"Does it really matter if we leave Yan Shu in the East Palace?"

"Zhao Miaoyuan! Don't go too far, eating from the bowl and staring at the pot?!" the little fat man said in a manly manner.

"If you have the guts, say it again?!" The princess raised her eyes, and a threatening cold light shot out from her beautiful eyes.

Cai Boqi suddenly turned into a cute baby, and muttered aggrievedly: "That's right, you are shopping with me and still thinking about other men!" The guard on the side was used to Cai Boqi's wantonness, and he tilted his mouth to hold back his smile.

Ever since they were threatened and lured by Zhao Zhen, they "surrendered" instantly!

Who can offend the prince for fun? Besides, if you follow the prince and crown prince, as long as you don’t make any mistakes, you will have a bright future in the future. Who dares to offend him before it’s too late to flatter him?

The most important thing is that Zhao Zhen's methods are "insidious", adding carrots to sticks, and suppressing a group of guards who are extremely powerful.

They are just bodyguards. The greatest advantage of a warrior is that a soldier will die for his confidant. A certain prince took advantage of this.

For the sake of being the best sister, Wang Yuyan reluctantly advised: "Miaoyuan thinks that we tricked that honest Yan Shu into studying in the East Palace, and when we come out to play, isn't it a bit..."

"Allah! He is Yan Shu! Moreover, a few of us are out to play, and it is for sightseeing. It is inconvenient to take him with us. Don't you think so, Old Zhao?" Cai Boyi waved his fat little hand and said nonchalantly.

"It's true. Yan Shu is young and mature, and he is known as a child prodigy. I'm worried that he will show his flaws if he stays with us for a long time."

Zhao Zhen looked at his best friend asking for help and explained against his will.

In fact, in his opinion, Yan Shu is worthy of close friendship, especially now that he is still young and has every chance to win him into his camp.

Yan Shu gives people the impression that he is young, mature and prudent in his work, but what is unbearable is the strong atmosphere of feudal etiquette in him. This is probably due to his cautious family tradition.

And she always likes to give kind advice to the little fat man, thinking that he is too casual in front of the prince. How can the little fat man tolerate it? Besides, the princess's eyes always make people feel... ahem.

To be honest, Yan Shu's appearance is very good. He is a pure piece of meat, which fully meets the aesthetic standards of women.

When he saw the name of the store in front of him, Zhao Zhen's eyes lit up, and he trotted to buy a dozen meat cakes from Granny Cao's Meat Pie Shop, wrapped them in paper and handed them to Wang Yuyan.

He had long wanted to try this shop that often appeared in literary works. The snack shop in the south corner could actually leave an imprint on the Qingming Riverside Scene. There must be something unique about it.

Seeing Wang Yuyan eating happily, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but tuck into it. The granular minced meat was mixed with the brown and thin noodles on both sides. The aroma of meat, oil, and the unique burnt aroma of the noodles mixed with each other.

It spreads in the mouth and stimulates the taste buds with the crispy crust.

This is similar to Roujiamo, but the taste is even better.

It can be seen from the satisfied expressions of several other people that this cake is well-deserved.

Zhao Zhen smiled and handed the meat pie to the guard on the side: "You guys should also eat some. I don't plan to go to the restaurant to eat today. If you don't eat, you will be hungry!"

These guards are all the prince's personal guards, and they are responsible for the prince's safety whenever he travels. In addition, there are Xun guards and Yi guards, who are collectively called the three prince guards.

These people are now the Prince's Third Guards, and like the Prince's Sixth Guard, they are Zhao Zhen's future team members.

Zhao Zhen treats them like family members, not to mention that his own life will depend on their protection in the future.

Faced with the prince's hospitality, the captain of the personal guard Peng Qi was deeply moved. The seven-foot-tall man raised his hands with red eyes and said vigorously: "Thank you, Your Highness, we are not hungry."

They all ate 80% full before going out in order to protect the prince without any distractions.

Zhao Zhen didn't force it, so he wrapped the delicious meatloaf in paper and put it into his arms: "I'll share it with everyone when I'm hungry later."

This move seemed nothing to him, but in the eyes of Peng Qi and other personal guards, it was more precious than real money and silver.

If the prince stutters, he will think of himself. Why should he worry about his future?

Zhao Zhen was wiping Wang Yuyan's mouth, and the affectionate behavior made the girl dodge left and right. They were both adults. Such behavior seemed fine to outsiders, but Wang Yuyan herself was not used to it.

"I'll do it myself, don't do this."

No matter how he looked at it, Zhao Zhen felt that this girl was trying to seduce him. Even when she refused, she looked like she wanted to refuse but she still wanted to welcome her!

So the prince instantly transformed into Brother Pig, and continued to work hard with a silly smile. Wang Yuyan was angry and funny, and helplessly let him do what he did.

This irritated the little fat man on the side. He quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms and approached the princess attentively: "Miaoyuan, you have cake crumbs on your mouth. Let me wipe it for you."

Zhao Miaoyuan looked at the rag that looked like a handkerchief and glared at Cai Boyi angrily: "Are you wiping my mouth or the table? Your rag is almost torn! By the way, weren't you jealous just now?"

"Am I jealous? Whose jealousy is it? Is there anyone in this world who can make me jealous? What a joke!"

Zhao Miaoyuan still refused to give up: "Why are you so prejudiced against Yan Shu? I think he can join the gang!"

As soon as the words full of underworld atmosphere were spoken, the guards on the side raised eyebrows. Is this a princess or a bandit? Then he pretended not to hear and stared at the passers-by closely. The princess was not as easy to talk to as the prince.

This time Zhao Zhen nodded: "Okay, I originally planned to win him over to become one of us."

The little fat man gently pulled Zhao Zhen's sleeve and said in a low voice through his teeth: "Are you my brother?!"

"Let's sit down in a teahouse and chat slowly."

"Well, it's time to have a serious discussion. I've been walking for a long time, and I've eaten a lot of meat pies. It's time to take a break and have some tea."

These people have the bodies of children. If it weren't for their physical strength, even Zhao Zhen wouldn't believe that a woman would be tired from shopping!

Teahouses in the Northern Song Dynasty were quite luxurious, with exquisite interiors, decent waiters, and eloquent storytellers.

These storytellers not only tell some stories, but also introduce the latest developments in the court, government news, and tabloids about celebrities!

The four children were all shocked by the tabloid. They did not expect that the media in this era would be so developed.

After listening to a piece of "Tang Yuan's joke in a brothel", the little fat man said with emotion: "I'll go~ I didn't expect the fire of gossip in the ancients to be so strong, it's so blazing!"

Wang Yuyan and Zhao Miaoyuan spat together: "All men have this kind of virtue!" and then looked at each other and smiled in tacit understanding.

Now even the bodyguard beside him was not calm anymore and coughed for a long time.

The teahouse has special booths, which are different from those in later generations. It is surrounded by bamboo curtains and has windows facing the street. You can see the passers-by. If you feel the sun is dazzling, you can also put down the bamboo curtains to block it.

But the sound insulation effect! Haha...

Zhao Zhen and the others just chose a seat by the window and sat down. The guards were in the booths next to them, and three others were sitting on the seats outside the door.

The few people never worried about the settlement issue. All the money was with Peng Qi. As the captain of the personal guard, he was also in charge of all the expenses of the prince's travel.

However, Cai Boqi or Zhao Zhen were responsible for paying the bills, and Peng Qi would not dare to overstep his authority even if he was killed.

It seems that he only has the right to keep it, but cannot buy anything. This is probably the earliest separation of money accounts!

The so-called tea drinking in the Song Dynasty is actually just an excuse, but the real thing is the so-called refreshments!

Just like Yangzhou people’s morning tea, it’s not just about drinking tea.

The four people were drooling over all the various things they almost saw. Yes, it was "watch"!

When people in the Song Dynasty order food, they look at the dishes first. A waiter puts all the dishes on his arms and head for the guests to see. Whatever dish is ordered, the waiter will announce the name of the dish loudly, and the shopkeeper will quickly copy it and give it to the chef.

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Probably due to the lack of the important cooking method of stir-frying in an iron pot, the dim sum of the Song Dynasty was very well made, with a variety of varieties and attractive aromas.

The little fat man was responsible for ordering the dishes without hesitation. Zhao Miaoyuan was guiding him with bright eyes, while Wang Yuyan frowned and thought about what to eat.
Chapter completed!
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