The three of them walked all the way and ate all the way, and before they knew it, they walked to the Tang City Wall Ruins Park.

"You said that the road we have come to will be spectacular if it is made into a pedestrian street with the characteristics of the Tang Dynasty." Du Bai sat down on a brick stack: "Restore the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, this should become a particularly popular tourism project!" ”

After returning to the hotel and washing up and lying on the bed, Yanni looked at her watch and it was almost twelve o'clock.

Thinking that tomorrow's main task for the day is to eat, Yanni is so excited!

Yanni did a lot of homework before she came, mainly to collect several famous snack streets in Xi'an.

The first is Muslim Street, which is said to be the largest and most complete snack street.

The second is Yongxingfang, the most beautiful snack street.

The third is Sajin Bridge, the most people-friendly snack street.

There are a few other places that Yanni is not very interested in, so she takes these places as the main places to go.

Early the next morning, Yanni dialed the phone to Martin's room, and Du Bai answered the phone.

"Get up, go out and eat something delicious!" Yanni shouted.

"Okay, okay, my ears are almost deaf!" Du Bai hung up the phone and smashed the pillow at Martin, who was sleeping on the floor.

"Wake up, your girlfriend is coming to bomb!"

"I heard you!" Martin stretched: "You slept comfortably last night!" ”

"Hmph, of course it's comfortable to sleep alone!" Du Bai picked up his clothes and walked to the bathroom.

This habit of changing clothes in front of anyone is probably not going to change.

When Du Bai came out after changing his clothes, Martin was already dressed!

Before the two of them could finish washing, Yanni knocked on the door.

"You're not well, I'm starving!"

Martin hurried to open the door.

"Why don't you go to the café next door for a cup of coffee?" Neither Martin nor Du Bai's beard has been shaved yet.

"Well, I'm just going to experience how pleasant it is!" If you want to know Yanni, you have to say Martin, in a word, Yanni ran away happily.

At seven o'clock in the morning, there was no one else in the café except for a clerk, and melodious piano music came from the bar.

The room was filled with the aroma of coffee, as if someone had just brewed a cup of coffee to drink.

Yanni walked over to the bar, where the clerk was grinding ground coffee.

"What do you want to drink?" The clerk stopped what he was doing.

"Latte, one drink here, three glasses packed." Yanni paid and turned to the bookcase closest to her.

This row of shelves is full of books on travelogue essays and some autobiographies of celebrities. Yanni casually pulled out a copy and sat down at the table by the floor-to-ceiling glass.

It was seven o'clock in Xi'an, which had already woken up from its slumber.

The bustling crowd on the road, the flowing vehicles, and the dancing leaves all made Yanni feel so energetic.

The clerk put the brewed coffee in front of Yanni: "You use it slowly!" Then he turned back to the bar and went to make Yanni the three cups of coffee she had taken away.

When Martin arrived, the three cups of coffee they had taken with them had just been brewed.

"Let's go!" Yanni drank the coffee in the cup, took the packaged coffee, and followed Du Bai Martin out of the café door.

"How? Do you like it? Martin asked Yanny.

"Well, I like it! It's so emotional! I could sit here for a day! ”

"Okay, let's go back and open one ourselves!"

"Surely we will die!" Yanni smiled: "This has to be in a city with a lot of leisure and leisure to accommodate such a café." ”

"Just find the right place!" Martin is confident.

"Stop, shall we discuss where to go for breakfast?" Du Bai couldn't listen to it anymore, and Yanni, who was still shouting about starvation just now, seemed to have forgotten about being hungry.

"Yes. Take a taxi, Muslim Street! Yanni immediately felt like she had been beaten with chicken blood.

There are not too many people in Muslim Street, but there are quite a few people in front of the food stalls.

Yanni and the others walked in with a lot of family members and found a table to sit down.

There is a simple menu on the table.

"I want to eat biangbiang noodles, meat sandwich buns, cold skin, cheek noodles, trouser belt noodles, pot helmets, and spicy soup." Yanni said everything she wanted to eat in one go.

"Can you eat it?" Du Bai looked at her suspiciously.

"Then, just biangbiang noodles, meat buns and spicy soup."

"Isn't Hu spicy soup more delicious with a pot helmet?"

"Then another pot helmet."

"Can you eat it?" Du Bai questioned again.

"If I can't eat it, I'll help her eat it." Martin can't stand it anymore, this foodie girlfriend still has to be spoiled by herself: "Don't worry, give me what you can't eat!" ”

"Really!" Yanni looked at Martin, as if she wasn't joking: "Okay, then add a cool skin." ”

Du Bai shook his head helplessly, wrote all the dishes ordered by Yanni on the menu, and then wrote the table number and handed it to the waiter.

"You don't order both?" Yanni counted, and Du Bai seemed to have only written five dishes.

"I only ordered five dishes, but I increased the number." Du Bai turned his head arrogantly and looked at the street.

There are not many pedestrians on the streets, and except for the snack bar, other shops seem to be opening one after another.

After a while, all the dishes ordered were ready.

One bowl of spicy soup per person, one bowl of meat bun and pot helmet per person, only one serving of noodles and cold skin, and the boss politely handed over three small bowls.

Yanni tore the pot helmet into pieces and soaked them in the spicy soup, and then took a bite of the meat bun first.

This is a crispy meat bun, which has a completely different taste from the meat bun that Yanni has eaten before. The outer layer of bun is freshly baked by the boss, the skin is crispy, and when you bite into the mouth, the crispy bun and the tender meat are integrated.

"I still want a meat bun" was Yanni's first thought after taking a bite, but of course, she didn't say it.

A meat bun, Yanni ate it in a few bites. Then pick up the spoon and scoop a spoonful of Hu spicy soup with a pot helmet.

"Alas, it's so delicious!" Yanni took two more noodles with chopsticks.

The noodles in Biangbiang are relatively wide noodles, and Yanni suspects that they are pants belt noodles.

"Boss, what's the difference between this biangbiang noodle and the trouser belt noodle?" Yanni couldn't help but ask the boss.

"Almost, the noodles in Xi'an are basically the same, and the difference is in the sauce."

"Boss, tell me about it."

"Okay!" The boss pulled the noodles and explained to Yanni.

"There are three kinds of biangbiangd noodles, one is oily noodles, which is the kind you eat now, which is more Xi'an's way of eating, and the other is Zhenzi noodles, which is meat, eggs, tomatoes or vegetarian vegetables, several materials are covered and poured. Then there is the jajangmyeon. ”

"What about the trouser noodles?"

"Trouser belt noodles are just a bowl of noodles, a bowl of dipping sauce is poured into it, and you can eat it!"

"Then the face is actually mainly a face? Can noodles also be biangbiang noodles? ”

"That's right, the little girl's brain is spinning fast!"

"Ha, no matter how you hear it, I think it's the best biangbiang noodles." The three laughed.

The boss looked back at the three young people at the table, and then was happy: "It's good to be young!" ”