After lunch, Turin decided to take Chu Cheng and me to the ancient city of Dali. According to the route she planned, she stepped on a balance bike to go around the east gate of the ancient city of Dali.

I asked Turin why he didn't follow the navigation route and go through the south gate of the old city, and he had to take a detour to the east gate.

The girl gave me a blank look, and said that the south gate of the ancient city has the most tourists, and you go there to be crowded, not to mention, you can't see much of the original style of the ancient city of Dali. The best is to enter from the north gate, where there are many Bai people and few tourists, but there are too many roads around the north gate, so you can only retreat and enter from the east gate.

Longxiadeng Village, where the seaside inn is located, is about a little more than five kilometers away from the ancient city of Dali, the road conditions along the way are not bad, and we came to the east gate of the ancient city of Dali after half an hour.

As Turin said, there are not many people at the East Gate. The towering city wall is engraved with the three characters of Erhai Gate, and the color of the font is a little whitish under the wind and rain for many years, revealing a simple and majestic atmosphere with the city wall.

I asked Turin to take a picture of them by the arm of Chu Cheng in front of the Erhai Gate, but the girl Turin generously agreed, but Chu Cheng, a guy who had no prospects, instead twisted and rubbed for a long time before walking to Turin's side.

When the photo was taken, Turin smiled brightly, and the people were more beautiful than the scenery. Chu Cheng stood in place like a wooden pillar, I carefully looked at the photo and poked Chu Cheng with my elbow, "Don't say it, this is probably the first time since I met you that I have seen other skin tones on your face except black, this little face is red." Be careful, is the liver plopping and jumping particularly stimulating? ”

Chu Cheng glanced at me and didn't speak, and the next moment my WeChat rang.

Chu Cheng: Send me the photo.

Follow Turin to the city gate, and the entire ancient city of Dali is in full view. There are buildings with white walls and blue tiles, and some houses have blue and white porcelain motifs painted under the eaves. Retract your gaze and look at the city tower, where the four sides of the city tower are warped. The color of the eaves is somewhat dark and full of antiquity.

Turin leaned against the mottled and peeling pillars and said with a smile while looking at me and Chu Cheng from afar: "The ancient city of Dali is a typical type of square city in the Central Plains, which is somewhat similar to Xi'an, with four city gates and four towers. It is a typical case of learning and exchanging with the Han people in the Central Plains on the cultural and political policies of ethnic minority regimes. When you enter Dali, you may see typical Bai buildings, which is the best thing in Dali. ”

Leaving the balance bike in an inn we knew in Turin, the three of us walked into the old city. There are a lot of shops on both sides of the street, selling everything, especially fruits and snacks.

Turin bought a pineapple, Dali's pineapple selling method is different from the imperial capital, the imperial capital is cut into pieces and sold with chopsticks and worn on the block, here is the pineapple is cut off the head and sold on a sale, after buying it you can break it and eat it, the same as eating watermelon. The taste of pineapple is also different from that of the imperial capital, it is very sweet and not sour, and it is not salty because it has been soaked in salt water.

Chu Cheng was suddenly attracted by a fruit on the side of the road, "What kind of thing is this, I've never seen it before." ”

I leaned over to take a look, and there was a layer of plastic sheeting on the floor, and on the plastic sheeting were a dozen fruits that looked like dragon fruit, but the skin was red and green, and covered with black bumps.

The fruit seller is a dark-skinned middle-aged aunt dressed in the traditional costume of the Bai ethnic group. Chu Cheng raised his head curiously and asked his aunt, "What is this?" ”

Auntie was stunned for a moment, and then opened her mouth to speak a string of dialects that neither Chu Cheng nor I could understand. Chu Cheng and I glanced at each other and realized that she might not understand Mandarin, so we began to compare with my aunt.

Turin probably thought we were too funny, so he smiled and walked up to the two of us and started talking to the aunt. After a moment, she turned her head to look at us, "Auntie said that this is a fairy fruit, the big one is three pieces, and the small one is two. ”

Chu Cheng and I each bought one to taste, and the color and taste of the flesh were very similar to dragon fruit. Chu Cheng was disappointed: "What the hell, isn't this dragon fruit?" ”

Turin smiled and said, "It's different. Dragon fruit grows on dragon fruit trees, but dragon fruit trees also belong to the cactus family. It should be regarded as a homogeneous species with cacti, and both belong to the cactus family. Just like tigers and cats both belong to the feline family. ”

A bite of cactus fruit and a bite of pineapple as he walked forward, and a crisp drum beat suddenly came into his ears. If you follow the direction from which the drum beat came, you will find a shop that sells African drums. When I was doing a strategy, I once saw a travelogue describing Dali, a musical instrument that symbolizes West African culture in the ancient city of Dali, as a necessary skill for literary and artistic youth.

The drummer was a long-haired man wearing a colorful dress that I don't know if it was a skirt or pants. The background music in the store was a tune that I had never heard before, and after a round around the store, we silently walked out of this small shop selling African drums without disturbing the owner's immersion in his own world.

Good guys have the cheapest African drum nine hundred and three, and they can't afford to buy it if they want to

Keep walking. After walking a short distance, Turin suddenly stopped, "Look, that's a typical Bai building." ”

I looked in the direction of Turin, it was a gatehouse, using the shape of the Central Plains Palace, with cornices and corners, and the carved beams and paintings were extremely exquisite. The walls of the gatehouse are painted and the white walls are set against intricate patterns, making it look like a giant work of art.

Turin looked at the gatehouse and wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, "Okay, I'll take back what I just said." This is not a typical Bai architecture. It's just a cat and a tiger. How can there be a gatehouse without a little wood, what a mallet. “

I glanced at Turin and didn't dare to take a stubble. For a guy like me, who had never seen a gatehouse since he was nineteen years old, his understanding of the gatehouse was limited to going out with people after coming to the imperial capital and occasionally catching a glimpse.

Turin turned to me and Chu Cheng and said: "If you want to see the authentic Bai architecture, you have to go to Xizhou, I will take you to Xizhou in a few days, this in front of you, you should not have seen it." ”

When I arrived at the south gate of Dali, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon. Chu Cheng and I each had an extra short sleeve, and on my short sleeve was a black and white head photo of Che Guevara. As for the short sleeves on Chu Cheng's body, there was nothing in front of him, but a sentence was printed on the back.

Only into your body

Not into your life

When I cast my admiration on Chu Cheng for the twenty-fifth time, Chu Cheng finally broke out, "Don't look at Lao Tzu with that kind of eye, if it weren't for the boss saying that I would wear this short-sleeved dress for free thirty yuan, I wouldn't have died." ”

I patted him on the shoulder, "Congratulations, defending your sullen and iron image." ”

At this time, Turin walked out of the store on the side wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and said to me and Chu Cheng with a smile: "Hey, doesn't this short-sleeved suit you very well." ”

Chu Cheng and I looked over at the same time, and I was dumbfounded all of a sudden, while Chu Cheng was so smiling that he could almost see the back molars.

The girl's short sleeves are printed with a picture of the word

The word "covenant" is a covenant of good faith, and the word covenant is followed by a huge cannon.

I patted Chu Cheng beside me while looking at Turin, "Eh, you have a play." ”