Chapter 465: The Smoke and Fire of Chang'an

The next day.The morning light was faint, and the market was just beginning to stir.A few square tables glistening with tung oil were already seated with a majority of diners.There were laborers who woke up early to start work, and there were leisurely old men carrying cages and walking birds.Everyone sat around a table, a large coarse porcelain bowl placed before each of them. The mutton soup inside was as white as milk, with emerald green garlic sprouts floating on...