Chapter 68: Eat, Drink, and Be Merry

July 25th.

Half past four in the afternoon.

Xu Qing set foot on the land of Rongcheng for the first time in his life.

But he is no stranger to the climate and environment here, after all, it is Liu Changan's hometown.

If necessary, he can even speak authentic Rongcheng dialect.

Of course, it is not necessary.

At least his character doesn't need such an accent, it's not easy to explain.

Accent is a thing, imitation can't be imitated, at least you have to live in that environment for a long time to master the essence, he is a native of the island city, and suddenly he will speak Rongcheng dialect that is more like a Rong adult than the people of Rongcheng, and some people will definitely suspect it.

After landing, Xu Qing did not rush to act, but first found a hotel to stay, searched for more distinctive foods in the city, and started his food journey like a blogger visiting a store.

Not to mention, there are indeed many delicacies in Rongcheng.

Although it is spicy, numb and oily, the taste is really good, and it is extremely enjoyable to eat, and you can't stop it at all.

After eating and drinking, I rented a car and walked around the city.

Look here, look there.

The current Rongcheng is completely different from the Rongcheng a hundred years ago, if it weren't for the iconic buildings and natural scenery, even if Liu Changan came, he would be dizzy.

Xu Qing is no exception.

He has never seen such a prosperous scene in the island city, and the urban style here is completely different from the island city.

Although the island city is also a famous city, it has played a very important role in modern history, but it is really not comparable to Rongcheng, except for the sea and seafood, everything else is far behind.

The moment you set foot in the city of Rongcheng, you can feel the rich cultural heritage and historical precipitation, although almost all the ancient buildings are newly built or renovated, but the cultural symbols are real, and it looks very different.

Not to mention the scenic spots hidden in the city, for him, an island city person, he can find some surprises everywhere he goes, big or small, but it can always make his eyes shine.

Of course, there are regrets.

Some of the things in Liu Changan's memory have long since disappeared, such as a teahouse that Liu Changan once frequented.

On the other hand, I saw some time-honored brands in Du Fu's thatched cottage, such as Chen Mapo tofu.

Liu Changan has also visited several times.

It's just that the grade of Chen Mapo's tofu at that time was not high, mainly patronized by ordinary people from the middle and lower classes, and any identity of Liu Changan was not suitable for patronage when he was alive.

Now.

Xu Qing walked in with a folding fan painted by a craftsman in the night market, which was magnificent.

The waiters are also enthusiastic enough, and the bustle is very lively, and you have to queue up.

The fragrance in the air is also strong enough, much taller than Chen Mapo in Liu Changan's impression.

But it always felt like something was missing.

Perhaps, what is missing is a little bit of the atmosphere of the rivers and lakes.

During the Republic of China, restaurants and teahouses were the places with the highest concentration of characters in the rivers and lakes.

Now, a hotel is a hotel, and it has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes, and the main service objects are these ordinary people.

Times are different.

Xu Qing looked back at the conspicuous signboard, continued to stroll, and then saw the Caotang West Antique City.

In Liu Chang'an's memory, there is indeed a spontaneously formed antique market here, and Rongcheng during the Republic of China is also a landscape, although it is mixed, but there are also good things, after all, the official management at that time was not strict, and the goods of any origin dared to be taken out and peddled, and Liu Changan did not buy things here.

But now, it has been replaced by a five-story building.

And the scale does not seem to be large, although I heard that the grade is relatively high.

It's a pity that it's already closed, otherwise I'd have to go over and shop anyway.

Xu Qing walked around until about twelve o'clock in the evening before returning to the hotel to sleep.

I got up early at six o'clock the next day, just to eat a bowl of authentic bean curd.

Douhua is Liu Changan's favorite, he has to eat a bowl every morning, and it is salted bean curd, with marinade and a big spoon of chili oil, with fried dough sticks, siu mai, pot helmets, xiaolongbao or large meat buns are excellent, and it is also good with dumplings or steamed dumplings.

Xu Qing found the most famous Tan Douhua and tasted it, the taste is really good, even more exquisite, the taste of the bean curd is purer and purer, much better than a hundred years ago, the fritters and buns and even side dishes are the same, the taste is better, the craftsmanship is more intelligent, and even the quality is higher.

This is normal, society has been progressing, the diet level of ordinary people has been rising, as far as the level of these restaurants is now, only a very few dignitaries and nobles can taste it a hundred years ago, and the things that ordinary people eat can really satisfy their stomachs, and they can't talk about what color, flavor, and shape are at all.

Some people will miss the flavor of a hundred years ago, but in fact, they don't really miss those things, but miss the vicissitudes of life that stay in memory, words and even images, and the truth of antique collection.

Nostalgia, it's a trait shared by all human beings.

After eating and drinking, Xu Qing continued to play, and turned around the more interesting and interesting attractions in Liu Changan's memory.

This game is a full three days.

In the past three days, in addition to eating, drinking and playing, I visited almost every corner of Rongcheng, and took a lot of photos to send to Moments.

During this period, many people called him, Liu Lin, Ye Xiaoqing, Liu Haoran, Zhou Haiqiang, Fan Binbin, and even Yu Zechang made a phone call.

But it's nothing serious, it's just that after seeing his circle of friends, he called to ask.

Liu Haoran was very anxious: "Brother, why did you go to Rongcheng, it's a critical time here." ”

"Got news?"

"Not yet, but, but no matter what, it's not suitable for running that far, it's really something, and I can't find anyone for a while."

"It takes two hours from Rongcheng to the island city, plus more than three hours to wait for the plane, and the high-speed rail only takes eleven hours.

"Brother, you make sense, I can't even refute it, but I always feel that something is not right."

"Don't think nonsense, protect your aunt and their safety, the rest can only wait, after all, even the police have no clues, right?"

"Okay, okay, anyway, it's not my uncle, I'll help if I have the chance, I really don't have a chance, I'm too lazy to meddle in things."

"That's right, revenge has to find the enemy first, you don't even know who the enemy is, what's the use of being anxious? The more this time, the more you have to calm down. ”

"I know Brother Qing, that's it, bye-bye, I'll look for you again when I have news, I wish you a happy journey."

There is no news from Liu Haoran's side.

Ye Xiaoqing had a lot of gains: "Xu Qing, I just received the news, and the murderer is Chang Xinran. ”

"Are you sure?"

"On the night of Lao Liu's death, Chang Xinran contacted Sun Zhiqiang, and the call time was 8:25 p.m., and the call lasted three minutes and six seconds, in which Lao Liu's name was mentioned many times."