Chapter 466: The Fly House
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Meng Jinxing was extremely tired, and it was only two or three minutes after getting into the car that he fell asleep in a daze
Xu was pretending to have too many things on his mind, this sleep was not heavy, and the car kept bumping, and he felt like he was in the sea and encountered wind and waves, and he couldn't open his eyes when he wanted to wake up
In this groggy feeling, Pan Ping drove past the toll gate of Dujiangdong City, called him softly twice, and reminded him that he was about to arrive at the hotel
Meng Jinxing opened his eyes and sat upright, looked at the time, and at ten o'clock in the morning, "Find a place to solve the lunch first, you just tell me about Rong Ping's situation."
Pan Ping drove the car to Heping Street, where there are many small restaurants that are civilian, and the people of Dujiang call them fly restaurants, Pan Ping estimates that it meets Meng Jinxing's requirements for a simple working meal, but he has a big head on which one to choose
Just as Pan Ping was looking left and right to find a suitable store, Meng Jinxing pointed to a small alley full of all kinds of vehicles parked in front of the house on the right side of the street: "Just stop here, I remember that there is a small shop in the alley, roasting pig's trotters and chicken rice sprouts, and I will take you to taste it."
Pan Ping immediately found a spot on the side of the road and got out of the car with Meng Jinxing and walked into the alley
Most of the old alleys in Dujiang are narrow and dark bluestone pavement, and walking on them will make a "popping" sound
Pan Ping followed Meng Jinxing, observing the high courtyard walls on both sides from time to time, mottled with thick and thin moss, telling the long history of this alley
"Why is the door number here so messy," Pan Ping suddenly asked
"Oh," Meng Jinxing glanced back at him, "This used to be an old house surnamed Wang, when the family abandoned the house and went to Taiwan after the liberation, the old house was nationalized and lived in, and several cadres added a few house numbers to facilitate communication, and as time went by, more and more people lived in this big house, and the house numbers were added more and more, and the order was not according to the space, but according to the order of each family moving in, which has the situation that you see now that No. 2, 3, and 4 are in the middle, No. 1 is in the middle and so on."
Pan Ping smiled: "Interesting, this should be a microcosm of history, next time I have to bring the camera to take pictures here, I don't know if it will really become a historical record one day."
Meng Jinxing turned around again and glanced at Pan Ping, "Don't say it, this thing can really be done, Dujiang will speed up the pace of urban construction next, I don't know if we won't be able to find this alley one day."
While talking, the two passed by a beef hot pot restaurant, Meng Jinxing stopped first, pointed to the door above the front steps, and said, "It's here."
Pan Ping looked up and saw that an ordinary wooden board was painted with white lacquer, and the word "cooking" on the book was the signboard of this fly house
The hall was small, crowded with diners talking and laughing loudly, the wooden tables and wooden stools were greasy and black, not only the legs of the stools were lame, but the two seams of the table top were so large that they could fit into a finger that they were filled with dirty things that could not be seen clearly, and there were long cobwebs hanging on the wooden beams of the roof, dangling in front of Pan Ping's eyes
Although Pan Ping is a native of Guangyun, he has lived in the county since he was a child, and has always been regarded as the pearl of his family in the palm of his hand, he has never suffered any hardship, let alone entered this kind of restaurant, and at a glance at such an environment, he subconsciously secretly gagged, feeling that he really stepped into the breeding ground of flies
"The two of you are here," the shopkeeper said in his early forties, a thin little man, with a loud and enthusiastic voice, as if he had seen his own relatives, and while wiping the table with a rag that could not be seen as a prototype, he beckoned them to "eat something, there are freshly burned pig's trotters and rice rolls......"
Meng Jinxing smiled at the shopkeeper, "Pig's trotters and chicken rice noodles come to a pot of radish soup and two bowls of rice"
"Okay," the shopkeeper threw the rag home, turned his head to the kitchen, and shouted at the top of his throat, "Pork trotters, rice rolls, radish soup, and two bowls of rice."
Pan Ping smacked his tongue and saw that Meng Jinxing had already sat down, and had to sit down on the stool that was so greasy that it almost touched his pants
"I've never been to such a place," Meng Jinxing asked, lighting a cigarette
"No," Pan Ping replied with a deep sigh of confusion, how could Meng Jinxing like this kind of place
Meng Jinxing saw through his thoughts at a glance, raised his chin and said: "Look at this table, there are not a few brightly dressed tables, just now at the entrance of the alley, you also saw a lot of high-end cars parked here, don't look at this shop, the villain's family, but from the early Qing Dynasty to the present, the old store can survive several wars, and there is no second one in this Dujiang City."
Pan Ping's eyes widened, "Co-author, this is an antique shop"
Meng Jinxing smiled, "When you eat it later, you will know that it is not in vain."
Pan Pingxin said: If you want to say that this store has been around for many years, I believe it, but if you say how delicious the food is, it may not be
Meng Jinxing smoked a cigarette and his eyes wandered around
He didn't just come here to fill his stomach
Guangyun's central square auction is imminent, but the planning and positioning always make him feel that there is a lack of development potential, Guangyun is not Dujiang after all, the city's purchasing power is limited, and the commercial positioning of the central square of nearly 100,000 square meters is a large shopping center, and it is also a business model based on shop leasing and individual solitary
For a period of time, he has been thinking about this issue, how to package the central square in a way that the locals like to see, so that it has due commercial value from the inside, and then further promote this atmosphere to make it a commercial project with the characteristics of Guangyun and the local area, so as to attract visitors from all over the world, and he hopes to be able to settle before the auction of the central square
"Let's get a pig's trotter and a rice roll each"
With a shout, two stainless steel basins "咣" and "咣" fell on the table zhongyāng, Pan Ping was immediately dumbfounded, "Such a big two basins"
The "radish soup" shop leaned over again and put a pot of bright red radish soup on the table
Meng Jinxing took chopsticks and pointed at Pan Ping, "Eat faster, eat slowly, you will eat less"
Pan Ping looked at Meng Jinxing, who was eating a large piece, and felt like he couldn't cry or laugh, "Is this still our head?" he thought
He sniffed, and a smell of sauce penetrated through his nose and went straight to his head, and he was stunned for a moment, it was so fragrant
When the store delivered the white rice, Pan Ping had already buried his head and ate it, his lips were shining with oil, and the chopsticks had already been thrown aside, "enjoyable", he put his fingers in his mouth, and sucked it very inelegantly, and Meng Jinxing, who began to pick up rice, smiled: "I really did a world of people"
Meng Jinxing smiled and said nothing, which can be recognized by Pan Ping, who has always paid attention to cleanliness and hygiene, it can be seen that the signature dishes here are profound, and it should not be a big difficulty to conquer the Guangyun people who have never been too picky
"After eating, I'll give you a task, now tell me about Rong Ping first," Meng Jinxing finished eating and lit the flue