In front of Wangcheng Park, Shangguan Jing'er's beautiful eyes looked at Wang Ming in front of her, and said softly, and as her voice fell, Wang Ming nodded directly, he had also heard of this octagonal building Golden Street. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Octagonal Tower Gold Street, located at the intersection of Luoyang Old Elder West Street and East Street, also known as the cross street, self-care is the place where businessmen gather, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, it is one of the important business districts of Luoyang City, and at the same time, it is also the gathering place of Luoyang snacks, if you talk about food, come here to taste the authentic Luoyang flavor snacks, by the way feel the customs here, it is simply a great thing in life.

The two got into the car and drove in the direction of the destination, Shangguan Jing'er seemed very talkative, introducing the customs and food of Luoyang along the way, while Wang Ming listened quietly, with the passage of time, not long after, the car was already approaching the direction of the cross street.

After stopping the car, the two got out of the car and looked at the antique cross street in front of them, which was very lively, but there was no hustle and bustle in front of Wangcheng Park, and the relative quietness made people's hearts calm down.

"There are still lanterns hanging on the Spring Festival couplets, it's already April." Wang Ming said with some puzzlement, and the two of them crossed the road with Shangguan Jing'er and came to the front of the cross street.

"You don't know the customs here, every early spring, the whole Luoyang City will be integrated into the world of flowers, tourists from all over the world gather in Luoyang City, to feel the peony to bring people joy, at this time, is the most lively time in Luoyang snack street, bluestone slab road, antique face, tall red lanterns, to this small street to dress up the festive atmosphere, people who come here all praise the beauty."

"And even if it has passed the spring of March, there will still be the taste of the New Year, on this small street you can taste a variety of special meals in Luoyang, the most famous of which is still Luoyang water seat, although it is not an authentic place, but it is also possible to feel another different style, sitting on the side of the antique street, eating meat, drinking in a big bowl, all give people a feeling of traveling through time and space, and at the same time the modern city is in sight, giving people a dreamlike feeling." Shangguan Jing'er was very talkative, and extremely familiar with this place, looking at the familiar scene in front of her, and quickly introduced it to Wang Ming, while Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

"The Luoyang water seat here is definitely not as authentic as the water seat garden, right, Shangguan Chef." Wang Ming said with a chuckle, while Shangguan Jing'er nodded very seriously.

"This is nature, the water mat of the Water Seat Garden, there are only a handful in the entire Luoyang City, and you have also tried it? Can you give some advice? Shangguan Jing'er said with a smile, a pair of beautiful eyes bent into crescent moons, but Wang Ming smelled a dangerous smell from them, and after shaking his head at the moment, he coughed dryly.

"Where else do you have any opinions, the water mat in the water seat garden is indeed very good, almost every dish has its own characteristics, even if the taste seems to be the same, it can make people eat different tastes." Wang Ming said pertinently, which made the smile on Shangguan Jing'er's face even more diffuse.

"Can you, a closed disciple of the Lu Cai Confucius Mansion, say this, it seems that my water mat is doing well?" Shangguan Jing'er said with a smile, a pair of beautiful eyes fell on the antique street in front of her, and then she shook her head slightly, making her golden hair sway in the wind, and her whole body exuded the beauty of a Western woman.

"Let's go, take you to taste the food here, you may like this place in Luoyang." Shangguan Jing'er spoke, taking the lead in facing the front, her slender waist and round buttocks showed a thrilling arc, which made Wang Ming shake her head with a smile, followed behind Shangguan Jing'er, and walked in towards it.

The style of the cross street, a bit similar to the Tang Dynasty in China, some people's clothing, perhaps to make the things sold more stylish, dress is similar to ancient times, the ground paved with blue bricks, the antique stores, the sale of wine and the decoration style outside the hotel are also very antique, Wang Ming followed Shangguan Jing'er, all the way to the front, passing by the wine monopoly and some snacks, the tip of the nose is surrounded by the fragrance, even if you have just tasted some from the food street in Wangcheng Park, still made Wang Ming eager to try.

"Hurry up, if you want to eat delicious food, the inside is king." Shangguan Jing'er turned around, looked at Wang Ming who was slowly following behind her, and said with a chuckle, and as her voice fell, Wang Ming nodded, and after speeding up her steps, she walked side by side with Shangguan Jing'er.

"You're familiar with this place." The tip of his nose sniffed lightly the fragrance coming from Shangguan Jing'er's body, Wang Ming took a deep breath, and said in his footsteps.

"Of course, I grew up here, so I'm going to get familiar with it." Shangguan Jing'er said with a smile, a pair of dark blue eyes full of memories, while Wang Ming nodded and fell into a short silence.

"My father is German, but I haven't met him, I grew up on this side of Crossstreet with my mother's surname, and my mother was a wine seller, but that's no longer there." Shangguan Jing'er spoke, looking still cheerful, but Wang Ming could feel the hidden deep sadness from her dark blue eyes.

"You're strong." Wang Ming said softly, from Shangguan Jing'er's short dozens of words, he seemed to see a little girl carved in pink and jade when he was a child, shuttling through this small alley with ancient Chinese characteristics...

"yes, they all say that." Shangguan Jing'er spoke, her fluent Chinese voice sounded very pleasant, Wang Ming could see that although Shangguan Jing'er's personality was cheerful, she was extremely independent, and although she looked mixed-race, she had an extremely strong Chinese style.

"My childhood, even my life before graduating from high school, was in this cross street, here are my best memories, the best childhood, I am very familiar with every corner here, here, I can feel a strong warmth." Shangguan Jing'er spoke again, and Wang Ming nodded, although he didn't know why Shangguan Jing'er would talk to him about these things, but as a listener, Wang Ming kept the silence he should have.

"When you arrive, try the spicy soup here, you won't be disappointed."