After Wang Xiaorui received her work clothes, Wang Xiaorui and I went out of the night bar, and made an appointment with her at eight o'clock in the evening, and the night bar started to open and went to the bar to find her, and then Wang Xiaorui stopped a taxi and got on it and went directly back to the hotel.

I chose to walk back to the hostel, the distance between Maoming Road and the hostel, where the night bar is located, is not far, and it takes about 40 minutes to walk.

When I returned to the hostel, I said hello to the boss who was sitting at the front desk with a notebook and watching a TV series, and I went back to the room, only to find that the guy with a fresh and refined smell on his feet had left, but there was still a smell of feet in the room.

I hurriedly opened the window, and the wind from outside the room blew into the room, and the air in the room was suddenly much fresher.

The door was pushed open, and the boss walked in and said with a smile: "Didn't you have breakfast, my wife bought breakfast and came back, why don't you eat some together?" ”

I felt very hungry at this time, Wang Xiaorui was only six o'clock in the morning when she looked for me, and when she pulled me out, she was bent on helping this aunt find a job as soon as possible, lest this aunt and grandmother come up with any strange ideas, and completely forgot about eating breakfast.

Now that I'm idle and reminded by the boss, I remembered that I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and I scratched my head and looked at the boss with some embarrassment: "Is this appropriate?" ”

The boss walked up to me, put his arm around my shoulder, and said with a smile: "If there is anything inappropriate, don't dislike things ordinary." ”

I followed the boss to the front desk and found a woman sitting on the sofa holding a cup drinking soy milk, with several plastic bags in front of her, which were flatbread, fritters and rice.

These three things, together with soy milk, just make up the four King Kongs of Shanghai breakfast.

For these four King Kongs, Shanghainese people have been obsessed with them for a long time, and even more than the meaning of breakfast itself, it has become a memory of the taste of Shanghai.

The boss beckoned me to sit down, but the proprietress glanced at me, nodded and said hello, didn't speak, just drank soy milk by herself.

After I drank half a cup of soy milk, the proprietress stood up, said a word to the boss, and then turned to go upstairs. The boss seemed to be used to his wife like this, and smiled embarrassedly at me, "My wife is like that, and her temperament is relatively cold." ”

I didn't talk, but instead turned the conversation to the four foods in front of me.

When it came to these things, the boss's chatterbox opened suddenly, "Let me tell you, soy milk, flatbread, fried dough sticks and rice, do you know what Shanghainese call them?" The Four King Kongs! Although I haven't experienced it, I heard my father-in-law say that in the era of material scarcity, two flatbreads, a fritter, and a bowl of soy milk may add up to a few cents, but at that time it seemed to be a luxury. At that time, everyone would take a chopstick or a basket and walk through the streets and alleys, just to buy hot flatbread and eat it with the fritters that have just been fished out of the oil pot, which is a perfect match! ”

"Let's talk about this flatbread first, don't look at this flatbread and it doesn't sink, there are only a few green onions on it, and then I think this flatbread is very simple to make, authentic flatbread, it's all baked from the stove! How much vegetable oil to brush, how much salt to smear, when to sprinkle green onions, how much to sprinkle, etc., are all learned. A flatbread can tell how the master's craftsmanship is! ”

As he spoke, the boss stuffed a flatbread into my mouth, "You taste this cake, the master who made this cake has been making flatbread for decades, and I don't have to pick the craftsmanship, the taste of this cake is absolutely good." ”

I took a bite of what is known as scallion pancake in my hometown, and the light noodle aroma and rich green onion aroma were mixed together to create a unique aroma, but the fly in the ointment was that the flatbread was a little dry and tasted a little oily.

Before I could swallow the flatbread in my mouth, the boss stuffed another fritter over.

"Besides, there are many ways to eat this fritters. It can be eaten alone, or it can be chopped into sections with soaked rice and soy milk, and the best way to eat it is to roll fritters on flatbread. Don't look at the fritters as inconspicuous, they can be big. During the Song Dynasty, the common people hated the traitor Qin Hui who framed the loyal minister Yue Fei, and wanted him to fry it in the oil pan and eat it, so they kneaded two villains with flour, a man and a woman, and glued them back to back together and threw them into the oil pot. But I didn't expect that the fritters were so delicious, and they were passed on for thousands of years. ”

"There is also this soybean milk, hot soy milk plus shrimp skin, seaweed, mustard and other accessories, and then drizzled with a few drops of chili oil, not only looks good, but also sweats profusely on a hot day, enjoyable! I've also heard that some people love sweet soy milk, and I said they just don't know how to drink soy milk! Isn't that sweet the one to be milk! ”

As he spoke, the boss took a sip of the soy milk in the cup, looking indignant.

I bowed my head and ate the cake and didn't dare to talk much, as a person who grew up drinking sweet soy milk, at this moment I think I had better keep my mouth shut.

The boss didn't say much, when I heard or the name of the rice rice before, I felt that it was very tall and what kind of food it was, because after all, I didn't know one word of the two words, but the moment I saw the rice, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Isn't this the glutinous rice ball!" “

When I was in elementary school, I often saw a tricycle on the side of the street, and the back row of the tricycle was divided into two parts, one was a steaming wooden barrel with steaming glutinous rice, and on the other side were several bowls with brown sugar, shredded potatoes, and shredded lotus root and taro.

When a customer asks for glutinous rice balls, they will tiptoe to dig out the sticky rice from the wooden barrel with a wooden rice shovel, spread it on the disinfectant damp cloth in their left hand, and then use chopsticks to pick up the dishes that the customer wants, put in a fritter, and finally press the glutinous rice balls into a plastic bag and hand them to the customer.

When I was a child, my favorite thing to do was to take out the fritters and eat them first, then pinch and eat the remaining glutinous rice balls, making the glutinous rice balls smaller and smaller but always maintaining an oval shape, and finally throwing the glutinous rice balls, which are already only a quarter of a palm's size, directly into the mouth, which is very fun.

The boss saw that I was not interested in rice cakes, so he immediately introduced me to another kind of Shanghai food in addition to rice cakes - rice cakes, according to him, the rectangular rice cakes are about three or four minutes thick, fried to crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and when you bite into it, it is salty and delicious, and there is a fragrance of green onions. In particular, the four corners are the first to be scorched, a little hard, and the bite is very enjoyable.

I suddenly became a little interested in rice cakes.