The night has gradually faded its dark coat, the sky in the east has turned white, and Tokyo City has gradually fallen into silence, which is just brewing a new day.

This is the end of the night market and the beginning of the morning market. The people on the street have basically disappeared. The lively place has finally calmed down for a night. Occasionally, a few drunkards passing by on the street have left staggeringly after being scolded by the officials on the street.

The hardworking guy has started to prepare for the morning market. In front of his shop, the shopkeeper is supervising the foot-hard handling of goods. The breakfast stall has been set up, soup cakes, cooking cakes, wontons, and Hu cakes...even the noodle soup for washing is ready.

At this time, the hawkers who bought noodle soup would never dare to go to the "residential area" to hawk the market. They would definitely be beaten out when they went there. Only on the street, there must be people who had just returned from a hangover and a clean towel.

If you are lucky, you can get the reward for running errands and buy a few crispy oil cakes and meat cakes. At the Hu La Soup stall next to you, a bowl of spicy sour soup was sucked sour, making people unable to help but saliva.

Sancai stood in front of Hu La Tang's stall and lined up patiently. The people around him were not surprised by this noble dress. After all, Hu La Tang is the most famous in Tokyo. Even noble people often come to queue up to drink the soup in person.

A large pot of Hu La Soup that was constantly steaming and rolling bubbles formed the stall of Zhang Santou's family.

Sancai was waiting in line without any arrogance and even refused the person who gave way to him. Sancai enjoyed the atmosphere of the city here very much. In the words of the official, "I am anxious and dry to eat breakfast. I can't live a good life all day, so it's better not to eat it!"

Sancai has long been used to being brought by Zhao Zhen, and his lifestyle is almost the same as Zhao Zhen. Today, the official also wants to drink the Hu La Soup from Tokyo. He dislikes the smell of a big restaurant made by the imperial chef in the palace, which is not a real market flavor.

Thinking of the busy family for the whole night last night, Sancai felt a little distressed. Later he realized that the official family had no contact with the queen of Na Jiamo, but instead stayed at his desk overnight.

Although I don’t know what the official wrote, Sancai knew that it must be an extremely important thing. The official has not stayed up like this for a long time. Even when he was expeditioning to Tubo in the West, the official family forced himself to go to bed early every day.

"Only when you have enough energy can you do things better." This is a sentence that the officials often say.

When it was the turn of Sancai, Zhang Santa asked politely: "What does this official want?"

Sancai smiled and said, "Give two bowls of Hu spicy soup, add more sour soup and chili peppers. If it is not spicy or sour, you can drink it yourself! Let's have six sets of fried shortbread cakes, one set of beef, one set of pork meat, two sets of ginger tofu, and two sets of radish!"

Zhang Santou immediately shouted loudly: "Old woman! Come two bowls of hot and spicy soup, add more sour soup and chili peppers, six sets of fried shortbread cakes, one set of beef, one set of pork meat, two sets of ginger tofu, and two sets of radish. The noble man said that if the hot and sour soup is not spicy or sour, the old man will drink all the soup!"

People around him burst into laughter. This is the charm of Tokyo City breakfast. Almost everyone is happy, everyone is generous and generous, and even more so for businessmen.

The Hula soup is ready-made, and the cakes are also fried. All the authentic people in Tokyo know that if this oil cake is not fried, the taste will be much worse after taking it back, and the taste will be even more irrelevant.

Since the Hula soup and soup cakes I took away naturally need to be filled, Sancai naturally brought a wooden box, but the bowl was a wooden bowl provided by Zhang Santou, with a small lid on it, and the oil cakes were wrapped in simple paper. Now the papermaking in the Song Dynasty was extremely developed, and factories were everywhere. The cost of paper made the Song Dynasty cheap and the cost of education and knowledge dissemination was reduced.

Of course, these three talents did not see it. He just felt that it was too luxurious for vendors to use paper as packages nowadays. He knew that the paper the three of them used for the first day was less than twenty cents……

Zhang Santou respectfully prepared to take the food box and put the things in it, but Sancai didn't buy it. Instead, he took Hu La Tang from Lao Santou and put it in the food box himself. He also smelled the smell of oil cakes.

"The taste is pretty good, someone will bring the wooden bowl later."

Zhang Santou smiled and said, "I'll thank you for the official!"

Sancai fell down a piece of Yi Guan's whole money and turned around and left. The crowd next to him couldn't help but be amazed at Sancai's heroic spirit. Yi Guan's money could buy Zhang San's food for the first morning.

Although it was placed in a food box, the aroma of Hu La soup and oil cakes continued to emit, and the taste was quite tempting, which made Sancai unable to help but speed up.

Sancai quietly came to the small gate next to the palace city. Although it was a small gate, there were heavy troops here. The only way to enter the palace city is to pass through the palace gate, but there is a difference between the palace gate and the palace gate.

This palace gate is the only passage for eunuchs to leave the city in the imperial palace in Tokyo. Eunuchs cannot pass through other palace gates. Only this small gate has to be guarded by many.

Zhao Zhen shook his head and smiled at Sancai's outfit, put down the brush in his hand and said, "You should not want this outfit when you go down. It's too expensive... like a nouveau riche!"

Sancai smiled and said, "The official family has its own nobleness, but some people have to rely on their clothes. I don't have the nobleness of you, but I can only rely on this "golden suit"."

Zhao Zhen shook his head and said nothing, picked up the Hu La Soup on the table and took a sip. The sour and spicy soup made people wake up.

A bite of the salty, sweet, crispy and delicious oil cake, which tastes quite beautiful. Zhao Zhen, who had been busy all night, replenished his energy through a bowl of simple Hu spicy soup and a few oil cakes.

Sancai also ate well beside Zhao Zhen. Many habits between the monarch and his subjects are the same. After all, Sancai served Zhao Zhen for many years and had already developed many habits that Zhao Zhen had.

"Official family, please rest for a while? How can I eat raw food without sleep last night!"

Zhao Zhen shook his head: "I have something to do, but I can't stop. Let Cai Boqi prepare the train and I will go to Shendu City tomorrow."

"The official family will return to Shendu tomorrow?"

Sancai was a little surprised. He was exhausted all the way, not resting in Tokyo for a while, just staying for a night before rushing back to Shendu City? Why is the official family so anxious?

Sancai didn't know that Zhao Zhen's time this night summarized many ideas and implanted them into the guiding ideology of the future of the Song Dynasty. This guiding ideology will soon become the future of the Song Dynasty and will soon change the thoughts and lives of everyone in the Song Dynasty.
Chapter completed!