The little brother couldn't stand Qin Zhenzhen's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and explained to her with his eyes dodging: "It really doesn't matter, but Requiem Lane is all about coffins and wooden offerings, and outsiders feel unlucky." ”

Intuition told Qin Zhenzhen that things must be more than that, but she couldn't say that there was something wrong there, and it was estimated that the little brother would not say anything more, so she asked him to leave in disbelief.

It's still early, Qin Zhenzhen plans to go shopping again to see if she can meet Hua Xin, and by the way, inquire about this Lion Tower and Requiem Lane.

Out of the Lion Tower, Qin Zhenzhen turned around, followed the flow of people to the exit of Anmian Lane.

I have to say that there are indeed a lot of pedestrians coming and going here, almost no less than the main street in the city - "Dajiafang".

Qin Zhenzhen is also a foreigner, and it is also taboo for the living to live with the deceased. Fortunately, the location of the Lion Tower in the middle of Anmian Lane, separated by several shops from Anmian Lane, made her feel a lot more at ease, and she no longer had to worry about walking Anquiem Lane.

"Da-da-da-" The watchbird hanging high in the alley stretched out its pointed beak and pecked at the sundial.

It's the second quarter of the day, and the streets are still crowded.

Qin Zhenzhen bought a local specialty snack nearby-skewers, and she hadn't eaten for most of the day.

After a short time, the proprietress used a thick bamboo skewer about a foot long, skewered a bunch full of round five-colored baba, and used a small wooden brush to drizzle a layer of honey syrup on the surface and handed it to Qin Zhenzhen.

"It looks like colorful rice balls, why are they sold so expensive? Qin Zhenzhen complained in a low voice, she didn't like sweets, she was really hungry and had no choice, and the other food stalls were far away, so she decided to pad the bar at this place first.

The skewers in her hand were crystal clear, Qin Zhenzhen swallowed her saliva, opened her mouth, and bit down on the red ball.

The dumplings burst open in Qin Zhenzhen's mouth, and under the soft and sweet glutinous rice coat, there was actually a layer of crispy and thin shells, mixed with the aroma of soybeans and a faint salty taste. When you bite into this crispy layer, the fine red bean paste flows between the tongue and teeth, leaving a rich red bean aroma in the mouth.

The red bean paste with glutinous rice and syrup was supposed to be sticky, but it was neutralized by the slightly salty and crispy shell made of soybean flour, and Qin Zhenzhen couldn't wait to bite into the second one.

Yellow gnocchi have a different taste than red.

The glutinous rice coat is the same, but there is no crispy shell on the inside. When you bite into the glutinous rice skin, the quicksand salted egg yolk immediately overflows, and the salty aroma of the egg yolk complements the taste of the quicksand finely. In the middle, there is also a small strong incense ball, which should be similar to beeswax.

The third purple dumpling is plum-flavored, and the sweet and sour taste arouses Qin Zhenzhen's strong appetite.

Qin Zhenzhen followed the direction of the crowd and found a lot of novelties along the way. There are wooden boxes that can't be opened, small mirrors that can be rotated and closed by just one switch, and puppet dolls that can laugh when you tap them......

Loaded with loot, Qin Zhenzhen sat down at a noodle stall, looked at the flags and flags of the store and struggled for a while, and said to the boss: "Boss, let's have a spicy mixed noodles." ”

"Okay!" the boss replied, lifted the cloth cover, grabbed a handful of noodles and threw them into the fence, and suggested, "Girl, the diners come to our house to eat noodles, all for the egg wrapped meat, do you want to try it?"

"What is omelet meat, and is it delicious?"

"Our egg-wrapped pork and spicy noodles are a perfect match, you can't forget it!"

"Okay, then add one. ”

After a while, the owner of the noodle stall took out the fence and emptied the empty noodle soup, and then took the noodles with the fence and stretched them into another cauldron together, and after stirring in the pot in a circle, he knocked the noodles into a deep plate, stacked them with bright red toppings, and served a bowl of raw eggs to the square table where Qin Zhenzhen was.

"Boss, how is this a raw egg?" Qin Zhenzhen reminded.

"It's not just an ordinary raw egg, it's our secret omelette meat. Most diners like to eat it directly into the noodles, and some like to eat it alone. If you are not used to eating it for the first time, you can try half bibimbine and half raw. ”

The boss was introducing, and another diner came, so he asked for two portions of noodles and five portions of egg-wrapped meat, and the boss turned around and returned to the front of the pot and began to cook.

Qin Zhenzhen never thought that the egg wrapped meat was raw, and there was only egg yolk, and she didn't see the meat, but she could see that the diners at the other table skillfully poured the egg yolk, stirred, and entered, and the food was so fragrant, out of curiosity, she also wanted to give it a try.

"Try it, try it, taste it first, if it's not delicious, it's a big deal not to eat it. ”

After Qin Zhenzhen persuaded herself, she followed the example of other diners, picked up the bowl with the egg wrapped meat, poured the egg yolk whole into the noodle plate, and then tossed it with chopsticks.

The moment the tip of the chopsticks punctures the egg yolk, the egg yolk liquid is mixed with minced beef, and the spicy toppings are wrapped in the well-defined noodles.

Qin Zhenzhen picked up a lock of noodles with chopsticks, circled four or five times around the tip of the chopsticks, rolled the noodles on the chopsticks, blew it, and sent it to her mouth.

The instant moment you enter the mouth, the unique sweetness of the egg yolk and the thick aroma of the beef come from the mouth, and the sweet and spicy flavor of the toppings is unusually harmonious! Even the noodles themselves are smooth and chewy, making people want to stop taking one bite after another.

After only seven or eight mouthfuls, Qin Zhenzhen ate all the food on the plate. She wanted to have another one, but she ate a lot of food along the way, and her stomach couldn't fit anymore.

Qin Zhenzhen sat contentedly on the noodle stall, playing with kitkat gadgets and resting for a while.

"This Tongzhou City is really a good place, unlike other places I've been to. ”

Qin Zhenzhen had never left Fengchuan before, and after deciding to follow Hua Xin, although she passed through many counties, towns and villages along the way, none of them were as unique as Tongcheng.

The noodle stall owner was idle, and when he heard Qin Zhenzhen's praise, he said with a very proud look on his face: "Little girl, you are right! Tongzhou is different from other places because we are a real city of inheritance." If you go to the street and point to a shop or a stall, it must have at least a 200-year heritage. Let's just say why my noodle stall is so delicious? But my ancestors have passed down the painstaking efforts of 362 years! From the collection of noodles and water to the process of turning noodles into soup, all of them have been passed down and improved by our ancestors little by little. Even if I go to the old man, I don't dare to sit and eat the old book of my ancestors, and if you come back in three or five years, what the old man made is the current taste, and it is not this taste anymore. ”

Qin Zhenzhen didn't understand whether it tasted or not, and only marveled at the inheritance year of the store: "No, right? It will not be lost for hundreds of years? How is it possible if the vicissitudes of the world change? What if the children don't want to inherit the mantle of the family?"

"Little girl, you don't understand us Tongcheng people - we Tongcheng people play elementary school skills, and we are less than twenty years old, so we can't do it ourselves. Let's just say that the alley is a watchbird, and the newcomers of the old Li family ......"

The boss was talking energetically, but Qin Zhenzhen hurriedly dropped the copper plate, and she didn't even have time to take the small items she bought, so she squeezed into the crowd like a wind.

Just as Qin Zhenzhen looked at the boss and listened carefully, a familiar figure flashed from behind the noodle stall.

She recognized that this figure was the flower she had been thinking about for a long time!