Middle that carving Lin Ming, Lin Ming in sculpture, grasps long spear, points to the blue sky.
In Lin Ming, two peerless females of another two sculpture carving, are similar to the dust fairy maiden are after death common, they are Mu Qianyu and Qin Xingxuan.
These three sculpture, do not know that was worshipped every year by many people.
Lin Ming stands in city gate, settles down long time.
eventually, he has stepped into this city.
The bustling crowd, the what people have, the student, Martial Artist, beggar, actor, maidservant and chair bearer, sell the sesame seed cake
„Come, look, looks, passes through to pass by do not miss, chest broken big stone, head water jar, rich holds Qian Chang, does not have money holds individual field!” Is red the capable man of upper body, is holding the fist in the other hand to the people.
„Feng Shui told fortunes, the letter had, did not believe does not have” has the fortune-teller, set up a stall divines according to the diagrams.
Lin Ming is hearing these noisy sounds, slowly, becomes in in order to crowd, his commonplace, only then the mask on his face, making the person on street occasionally note him.
The luxurious carriage, finds at everywhere, fine sedan chair, one after another.
Some people are riding the big tall horse in city gate, high-spirited walking past, some people in rags, a straw mat, sit.
„Sells the sesame seed cake, is the new pot the big sesame seed cake, two Wen Qian, fragrant fragrant, ancestor Mi Zhi, only this, does the little brother, come one?”
Lin Ming passes through a stone bridge, the aunt who sells the sesame seed cake sells the sesame seed cake to Lin Ming.
Lin Ming turns the head to look, sees only this aunt to wrap the kerchief, the skin color was exposed to the sun by Sun red, face wind and frost, she wears the simple homespun cloth clothes, the under foot is the old cloth shoes that pair of accept.
At this time, her correct use paper is wrapping a sesame seed cake, is taking in the hand of sesame seed cake, full is the cocoon.
Lin Ming sees this aunt, suddenly felt that nose acid, he traces the body, does not have the copper cash, even does not have money.
His spatial ring thing, cannot take, casual, falls on every in society, can cause a catastrophe.
Therefore, he shook the head.
The women have gawked staring, she looks at the Lin Ming attire, not poor person, but the stony broke, perhaps forgot to have money.
She said with a smile: „Did little brother forget to have money? This at noon, has not eaten meal, comes one, does not ask for money.”
The women wrap the sesame seed cake with the paper, filled in Lin Ming.
Lin Ming is taking this sesame seed cake, standing there, in the heart does not know that is the what taste.
In the past, when Lin Ming or child, the family circumstances were mediocre, the parents arranged the restaurant for the relative with same surname, every year with the case money, mother gave his pocket money, Lin Ming frequently comes on the street to buy the sesame seed cake, bought the candied fruit.
Lin Ming both hands are taking the sesame seed cake, slowly delivers to the mouth the sesame seed cake, has nipped one.
The weak taste, bringing the unique valley to be fragrant.
Flavor that has not changed, more than 100 years ago exactly the same.
Becoming person who eats the sesame seed cake
Lin Ming one after another, careful mastication.
This is the mortal unique food, does not know that many years, Lin Ming eats is the Heavenly treasure, casual little, a mortal country uses the national strength unable to afford, but as if no any same Heavenly treasure, compares favorably with today, the sesame seed cake that Lin Ming eats up.