Medicinal Food Hall

A desolate old house in Luohua Hutong is what people call a haunted house. Ever since the family of Han Shilang, who was unjustly executed, fell into decline, This house has become a den for wild foxes and flying pheasants. Two Gentians who were passing by outside were frightened by the flickering will-o'-the-wisps in the house and fell seriously ill. After that, no one dared to walk around this area after dark. This house is also so deserted, with overgrown weeds and dense cobwebs. As I walked along the road paved with bluestones outside, I could only hear one or two turquoise lights hanging on the cornices protruding from the courtyard. The bronze bells and iron horses made a sad "ding... Ding..." Sound in the miserable wind and rain at high altitude. On this day, this desolate alley became lively. The long-abandoned house became alive and bustling with people. The old glory seemed to be restored. Back. The crumbling door with rusty copper nails and peeling vermilion paint has also been repaired, and the shining varnish can shine through. Got to see people. Looking up, I saw a simple red sandalwood plaque with three characters written on it: Medicinal Food Hall