Portugal, the westernmost and last country in Europe.

Many people on the Internet say that Lisbon is very broken, and for SC Johnson, the country's presence is very poor, and it seems that there are only football and egg tarts in the impression?

I found that although the city is old, it still retains traces of its past glory, just like a beauty who has passed the flowers, although she can't resist the ruthlessness of the years, she still tries her best to maintain the beauty of the past.

This beauty can be found in the casual corners of the city, just like the grace of the past, and every smile is contained in all kinds of small details.

Huge graffiti murals can be found everywhere along the roadside, which are jaw-droppingly large. The sky was so clear and blue that it looked like it had been painted with blue paint. With such a large and imaginative mural, there is an illusion of walking in a dream.

The streets of the old town are full of blue-purple flowers, like a series of lilac waterfalls, swaggering and stunning, confirming Lisbon's unrivaled status in the Age of Sail.

The road is intricately uphill and downhill, a bit like a mountain town, and there are all kinds of trams shuttling around, along Liberty Boulevard, in the direction of the sea, and the end point is the commercial plaza.

Lined with restaurants and café bars, it's a great place to sit down with a beer or white wine and look out to sea, perfect for chilling out or spending the afternoon with a book.

Some places, some people, Johnson can't say what is good, but he thinks it can make him comfortable, and it may be the legendary occasion. In my own eyes, it's a good place.

As one of the most glorious ports of the Age of Discovery, it still exudes the charm of an ocean city, and at the end of the city is the ocean, surrounded by the ocean, with good mountains, good water, and all kinds of wheat-colored beauties.

Line up for the legendary tram 28, which perhaps expresses the atmosphere of the old city more than any other building, with its bright yellow body and short body, traversing the most prosperous center of the old town. Sit by the window, see where it is beautiful, shake the bell and get out of the car immediately. The yellow tram runs along the sloping path, and it seems that you can reach the houses on either side of your hand.

A cute cat lying on the windowsill watching passers-by, like the owner on the windowsill in the old town of Lisbon, watching the world come and go......

When you're tired of walking, pack a few snacks at a roadside bakery and buy some beautiful strawberries and cherries for four euros a kilogram from the vendor. Sit in the café and knock a little snail.

Yes, you read that right,

It's a little snail!

A whole plate of small snails, feeling like chatting with the neighbors eating melon seeds, the locals like to find a snail shop by the sea for afternoon tea, sit in the open air, order a plate of boiled snails, open a bottle of cold beer, and chat for an afternoon.

The size of the snails here is much smaller than the French baked snails, which are really similar to the big melon seeds.

Happiness is as simple as that.

The most amazing is the olive, the olive in Portugal is equivalent to the domestic betel nut, dark purple and green, 1.5 euros a portion, very fragrant and delicious, no matter how you eat it, you can't eat enough.

When you come to Belém, walk through the gorgeous monastery, and soon you will see the Belém egg tart shop, known as the best egg tart in the world, which sells more than 30,000 casually every day, with a peak of 50,000!

Outside the door, there are many tourists carrying white bags with blue store logos to take pictures, and the mosaic floor has a big 1837 written on it. This inconspicuous-looking dilapidated house, with a small façade, if it weren't for the long queue at the door, a little carelessness would have passed by the most authentic Portuguese egg tart in the world.

Walking into the blue door, the custard fragrance came to the face, and the old waiter behind the counter was eager to become a thousand-armed Guanyin, busy ordering food without touching the ground, busy packing, and busy sprinkling cinnamon and powdered sugar on the egg tart.

Trays filled with tarts are brought out of the kitchen, and the waiter quickly packs them into the special cardboard boxes at the Belém tart shop. Some of the guests packed the tarts and took them away, while others stood and swallowed them in one gulp.

Walking towards the inside of the store, the space is surprisingly large, with a hole in the sky, with tables in the corners and corners, and the walls decorated with traditional Portuguese tiles. The walls leading to the kitchen and bathroom are also covered with elaborate navy blue tiles.

The hall is well-lit, and the guests wait in a long line for the waiters to arrange their seats, and it is difficult to sit down.

Let's start with the menu, which offers a variety of traditional Portuguese desserts in addition to egg tarts. Coffee, tea, port wine, local green wine. As a famous century-old shop, the price is not expensive, and the egg tarts are one euro, which is about the same as the glamorous cheap goods outside.

First ordered thirty egg tarts to suppress the shock, the old waiter looked at a few people in surprise, Johnson smiled and patted his belly, raised his thumb, the other party smiled, turned around to prepare.

With two bottles of green wine, the egg tarts that were served looked honest and ordinary, the skin was a little burnt, the caramel flavor was very strong, and it was not as soft as the KFC egg tarts.

When you bite into it, the egg yolk heart is smooth and tender, rich and porcelain, and the skin is very crisp but tough. Swallowing it whole, the creamy flavor rushes straight to the brain, and it immediately refreshes the three views.

Looking around at the people around, they all take the trouble to sprinkle thick powdered sugar and cinnamon on the egg tart, SC Johnson usually has no sense of cinnamon, but it is very strange that cinnamon and dairy products go well together, in London I drank cinnamon apple flavored yogurt, try to sprinkle some cinnamon powder, taste, cinnamon flavor makes the milk taste of the egg tart better and stronger, it is really a very peculiar match.

Some people describe the egg tart: the first-class of the first-class, it should be puff pastry. The oil dough and water wheat dough are evenly layered, and the fragrant layer after layer of thin coat supports the trembling, swollen, plump, and swaying butter egg juice alive, but it is never dangerous to leak, and it is condensed into a slightly convex hillock.

Every shake is like breathing, and people can't help but bite when they open their mouths. You can't eat it all in one bite, take a bite first, it's so hot that your lips are frightened, but you can't swallow it. Put it in your mouth, warm and steady, and eat slowly. There will be crumbs in the puff pastry, which will be sprinkled all over the body. It's thin and brittle, and it doesn't matter if it gets wet. Take a second bite......

It is worthy of being the originator of the world's egg tarts, during the Portuguese Revolution, many churches were closed, and the nuns of the nearby Jerónimos church tried to make desserts and sell them in order to survive, but they did not expect to be quickly accepted by people, which is the earliest egg tart.

It is said that the recipe at that time is still known to only three people, and it is more mysterious than Coca-Cola.

I was surprised to find that the back kitchen can also be visited, and you can even watch the whole process of making egg tarts. Every worker is accustomed to tourists, and his face is calmly busy.

For this kind of Internet celebrity to open up the land, to so many countries, SC Johnson has its own identification standards. Simple, see if there are enough locals?

It's all tourists, and it can't be much better. If the locals like to come too, that's really good!