The Small Restaurant in Chang'an

Drizzling rain, gentle breeze, a small shop with a green banner, and exotic beauties as radiant as flowers. Fine wines from Xinfeng, fresh greens and tender bamboo shoots, golden condiments and jade-like fish slices. Lin Yan, the Deputy Chief of the Capital, fixed his gaze on the fair-skinned, almond-eyed proprietress. A noblewoman reduced to selling wine by the roadside—truly pitiable and lamentable... Shen Shaoguang: Surrounded by fine wine and delicious food, with the added pleasure of watching handsome young men pass by—could life be any better? ^ Lin Yan’s expression darkened. These young nobles, dressing so flamboyantly every day, galloping through the streets, cockfight...