The three teenagers walked and stopped and entered Bozhou County. The peddlers and pawns walked among the markets. Most of the pedestrians wore short-shots, and the three teenagers' robes looked a bit prominent in the crowd.

"Mao stew! Pork buns! Fat and fragrant pork buns!"

"Guokui! Guokui is the size of a washbasin! Come and try it!"

"Fried buns! Bozhou's specialty fried buns! Come with a piece! Sprinkle soup with fried buns, and you will never forget it if you eat them!"

Amid the endless hawking of small vendors, there were also the sound of people coming to the street to pick up customers in shops on both sides.

"Customer, the chrysanthemum ice tea in our store is very refreshing and the heat is very hot. Are you a bowl of it forever?"

The old man who was pulled down waved his hand and said, "When is it now? Who drinks iced tea..."

The young man refused to give in and said with a smile: "What did you say? It will be winter in another month. By then, even if you want to come here, you will not be able to find a store to sell it!"

The old man still waved his hand and said, "Don't drink, don't drink."

"Mingliuzi wine! The Mingliuzi wine that Lao Zhang's only brewed is worth three cents a pot!"

"Blast furnace wine! Who will make a pot of blast furnace wine!"

In the early morning, people came and went, and people were crowded on the road, but the three teenagers were very happy, their eyes were attracted by this and then attracted by the smell.

The stall selling fried buns was full of guests. Shen Kang and the other two wanted to eat, but there was no place to sit. When they turned around, they saw a row of vendors and pawns squatting there, holding the fried buns in their left hand and the bowl in their right hand, not knowing what they were drinking.

Seeing how delicious they were eating, Jiang Liuyu couldn't help swallowing and said, "Let's eat some of this."

Shen Kang nodded, and the book boy here went to buy steamed buns.

When Shen Kang walked to the wall, he didn't need to imitate anyone. He raised his hand and lifted his robe, held the corner of his clothes and tucked it on his belt, then squatted down at the wall, hit the ground with one foot, and raised his heels with one foot. Well, Shen Sanlang is very integrated into the environment.

Liu Shu and Wei Wubai carried two bowls and a plate, jogging over and said with a smile: "Young master, this steamed bun is as fragrant as steamed cakes!"

When Shen Kang saw that the fried bun was just fried dough sticks? He pinched a fried bun and saw that it looked like fried dough sticks but short and thick fried dough sticks. He put them into his mouth and bit them gently. The skin was crispy on the outside and so soft on the inside.

Shen Kang's eyes lit up and he said, "It's delicious!"

Wei Wubai brought the soup bowl and smiled and said, "Everyone eats it like this, and the younger one bought you a bowl."

Shen Kang nodded, pressed his thumb on the edge of the bowl, and pinched the bottom of the bowl with four fingers left so that he could avoid being scalded. He smelled it and nodded: "Good soup."

The person who was eating the same thing looked at Shen Kang's appearance that he had never seen the world before, and couldn't help but laugh. An old man with gray hair and long beard smiled and said, "Young Master, the first time we have come back to Bozhou County?"

Shen Kang nodded with a smile, lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, and nodded constantly.

The old man smiled and said, "This is called scattering soup. In fact, it is made of broken bones that butchers don't want, and the soup made from chicken bones. It only tastes meat but no meat. It's hard to be so happy for you to eat it."

Shen Kang smiled and said, "That's the soup! You have to taste it well."

The old man hummed and smiled, lowered his head to drink his own soup.

At this time, Wang Lucao and Jiang Liuyi came over. They looked down at Chen Kang squatting on the ground, and couldn't help but blush. They felt deeply that Chen Kang had lost all his face.

Wu Yang and Yu Mo brought food, but Wang Lucao and Jiang Liuyu were in trouble. They were not as good as eating while standing or squatting while eating. They were watched by pedestrians, and they blushed even more. They didn't know what to do.

At this time, Jiang Liuxiu frowned and said, "Wuyang, Ma Tang."

Horse stool?

Chen Kang looked over suspiciously and saw Wu Yang kneeling down, kneeling on the ground, and then supporting the ground with both hands, facing the sky, forming a human-shaped stool.

Jiang Liuyu lifted his clothes and sat openly on Wu Yang's back. The guards on the side stepped forward and knelt in front of Jiang Liuyu with both knees, holding a bowl of soup with one hand and a plate of fried buns with the other.

Jiang Liuyu smiled indifferently, and was having fun drinking soup while eating steamed buns.

However, this natural scene in the eyes of Jiang Liuyu and the two servants was unhappy in the eyes of the people in the city. Not to mention those people, even Liu Shu and Wei Wubai, who were squatting aside and eating steamed buns and drinking soup with Shen Kang, felt uncomfortable.

Wang Lucao shook his head slightly and said, "Yu Mo, let's go to that store to borrow a table."

Yu Mo nodded and turned around. After a while, the boss in the opposite store bent down and bowed like a god of wealth. The guy next to him quickly lifted out of the seat. Wang Lucao sat quietly at the table, enjoying delicious food.

He called Chen Kang and Jiang Liuyu to come over, but Chen Kang waved his hand. Without going over, Jiang Liuyu reluctantly raised his butt and sat beside Wang Lucao to have dinner together.

Liu Shu asked in a low voice: "Young Master, are you sitting there and eating too?"

Chen Kang smiled and said, "We need to eat snacks in the market. If you pay too much attention to them, you won't feel fragrant. Besides, I am the youngest son of a farmer. I used to be in Runing Mansion. I ate a bite of pork dumplings during the Chinese New Year. I thought it was great to live. How could I read a book for a few days and forget my book..."

He paused and smiled, "I am different from them. They are of noble origin and can't squat down. If I can't squat down, this study tour will be considered in vain."

Liu Shu actually doesn’t understand the meaning of Chen Kang’s subsequent words. Why did he go out for a study tour without squatting while eating?

But he didn't ask, just smiled and drank his own soup.

The old man beside him looked at Chen Kang and smiled and said, "Little Langjun, is the soup delicious?"

Chen Kang nodded with a smile: "It smells so good!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and smiled, "This old man who sells steamed buns has a good idea to make soup. Calculate that this pot of old soup is a recipe passed down from his great-grandfather. How can it not be fragrant?"

Chen Kang smiled and looked at the squatted people and asked, "Son, what are these people doing?"

The old man smiled and said, "We are all handymen, waiting for the foreigners to come and ask for work."

Chen Kang nodded and said with a smile: "The winter has come early in the past few years, and the weather has become cold before I can see enough autumn."

"Hahahaha." The old man smiled and said, "Even if our Fengyang Mansion is a small Ming Dynasty, it is different from the south of the Huai River to the north of the Huai River. For example, Bozhou likes pasta, and there are rice and grain there. If you go to northern Anhui, your customs will be different."

Chen Kang smiled innocently and said, "Thank you for your advice." After taking the last sip of soup, he stood up and smiled, "Good luck, I can find work today."
Chapter completed!