There has always been a confusion, what is the difference between Shancheng and Shudu?

See all the ethnic minority customs, come to the mountain city, and experience the charm of the municipality. To be honest, Shu can satisfy all SC Johnson's desires for a city: mountains and rivers, business and food, developed and traditional, lazy and leisurely.

The sense of belonging that comes to you when you get off the plane always gives me the illusion of being half a local.

The latest and very popular hip-hop variety show has made Johnson also learn a sentence: This is the fog capital!

The first stop, sit on the Yangtze River cableway that once rowed across the river like a bird in "Hot Pot Heroes", opposite is the lush Nanshan Mountain, and the morning bell and dusk drum of Laojun Cave are next to your ears.

I finally understood that in this city, hot pot is indeed a life choice that you can't escape.

Under the gloomy sky, when the humid air is weak and weak, a hearty hot pot is enough to let sweat take away your tiredness. Hot pot restaurants are also like mushrooms after rain, scattered in all the humid corners of the city: on the side of the road, on the ladder, under the overpass, in residential buildings, in front of the dirty vegetable market, by the murky river, and maybe even on the river.

So no matter after the rain, on a summer night, or at noon in the scorching sun, no matter how remote and dilapidated the storefront is, there will always be a group of people sitting by the hot pot without regrets, sweating like rain, talking and laughing loudly. Good hot pot restaurants are often greasy, this is an unbreakable truth.

At the moment when I stepped into the door of the hot pot restaurant, a hot smell of butter came to my face, and a thin layer of water vapor steamed on the noodle door. Carefully treading over the slippery floor, dodging the clutter of green beer bottles, and walking deeper into the storefront to sit on a bench.

The little girl with a proud look brought a cast iron cauldron with a heavy weight, filling the bottom of the red soup pot that had already condensed into red and white blocks. With a snap of the gas stove, the blue flames rushed up, and the condensed bottom of the pot slowly turned into a pot of boiling red soup in the high temperature.

At the same time, the shopkeeper lined up seasoned salt, monosodium glutamate, vinegar, sesame oil dishes and freshly chopped garlic paste on the table, and everyone at the table talked and laughed while passing each other to take it, and one of them lowered his head and sketched classic dishes such as fresh hairy tripe, Wuchang fish, old meat slices, luncheon meat, duck intestines, bean skin, and lotus heart on the thin menu.

When the dishes are served, the meat dishes are arranged in a circle around the hot pot, then the vegetarian dishes are placed on the shelf next to the table, and finally a few beers are dragged in and out. At this time, everyone at the table smiled one after another, raised their chopsticks and stretched out their chopsticks to the pot, sweating profusely in the steaming mist, and the night of a mountain city person was announced.

Eating hot pot has a very strong sense of ritual for the locals. Other regional hot pot is just a general term for the various ways of eating and boiling in soups. But here, it has always meant just a mystical summoning from chili peppers, peppercorns and butter.

Yellow eel, pig brain, hairy tripe, and crispy meat are served in the hot pot. A successful hot pot will never be eaten by one person alone, nor will it be eaten by two people, but often 4-8 people sit around a table, roll up their sleeves and reveal their shirtlessness, and kick off in a loud noise.

Such invitations usually take place in the afternoon, either because the weather is dull, or because of boredom, or because friends are together, or because there is nowhere to go. Invitees often begin with a crisp word and a meaningful look.

If the invitee returns with a comprehensible expression, the two parties will reach an agreement by default, and the invitee will immediately say: eat hot pot. The invitee got up and replied, "Let's go."

Eat and drink, find a senior tour guide, and take it around. Every brick and tile, grass and tree also exudes its unique charm. The people's livelihood that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys is left to the proof and commemoration of the times. Those old times that can't be returned are full of memories.

Come to the Eighteen Ladders, a street on the Yuzhong Peninsula, known as the most symbolic of the real mountain city. Although the 18th Ladder can't escape the footsteps of urban construction and has completely disappeared, it still can't be ignored, because if you want to appreciate the real mountain city and old Chongqing, this is the best textbook.

Ordinary people live on both sides, and the street exudes a strong market atmosphere. Those who dig ears, those who do pedicures, those who do carpentry, those who work as tailors, those who sell baked cakes, those who sell needlework, and those who play mahjong are all presented in front of you without disguise.

In fact, the mountain city is divided into the upper half of the city and the lower half of the city, and the eighteen stairs are an old street leading from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. This old street, paved entirely with stone steps, connects the bustling business district at the top of the hill with the old town by the river down the hill.

Probably in the Ming Dynasty, there was originally a well here, and the nearby residents ate the water from this well, and this well was exactly eighteen stone steps away from the residents' residences, so people called this place the eighteen ladders.

Standing in front of the Liberation Monument, this place has endured more than six years of wanton and indiscriminate bombing, and its area is extensive, the bombing is frequent, the casualties are heavy, and it is difficult to write a lot. In the face of such a disaster, the world was moved by the people's resolute determination not to bow to suffering.

Today's Liberation Monument has been submerged in the high-rise buildings, and it looks very short. However, the commercial and entertainment center that has developed around it has become the economic heart of the city, and its popularity and status in Chongqing and the entire southwest are unquestionable.

In addition to food, there is another thing that intrigues SC Johnson, and that is the legendary Bangbang.

The two rivers here are built on the mountain, not only through the streets and alleys but also need to climb the slopes, so there is a special group, everyone holds a stick in their hands, they are called bangbang.

They recorded the development process of the mountain city with sweat and the sticks on their shoulders, according to research, due to the steep slopes of the mountain, there began to be sticks at the end of the 19th century, and even formed a large-scale bureau number.

In the twenties and thirties of the last century, when local industry tycoons withdrew from the rivers and lakes, they would enshrine the flat poles, ropes, wooden pestles, and shoulder pads used in the industry on the shrine of the ancestral hall, so that they could enjoy the worship of future generations.

The Dunkilton retreat on the Sichuan River in the early days of the Anti-Japanese War was the feat of thousands of sticks braving the indiscriminate bombardment, shoulder-to-shoulder, and the fleet of the Minsheng Company to complete the feat of rebirth of the national industry in the war.

Chongqing people are not afraid of sticks to abduct things, most of them are honest and credible, and have their own professional ethics. They move from the countryside to the city with their own hands, a stick and a pair of shoulders. Their hard work has made it easy for thousands of families.

When you go out, you climb the slope, and when you get off the boat, you get off the boat, and it becomes a problem to carry things. The locals are accustomed to such a way of life - as big as buying furniture and electrical appliances, as small as buying a few catties of meat, if you don't want to do it yourself, call a bangbang, and someone will respond.

With the development of society, the rise of urban logistics, distribution, express delivery and other service industries compress the living space, and the diversification of employment channels makes more and more young people unwilling to follow the footsteps of the previous generation.

In the not-too-distant future, they may no longer be a means of livelihood for the peasants in the cities, but will evolve into a landscape occupation that is gradually disappearing.