Light a sandalwood, open the window cracks, into the wind and rain a few wisps, blowing up the sandalwood smoke like a skinny wild sparrow, jumping around in a panic, just like the last day of the holiday I was awakened by the biological clock, uncertain, not quiet.
The cold wave is passing, autumn is getting stronger, and you have to eat something hot. It just so happened that the platform pushed the travel guide of Cha Nan Street, and in the photo, people from afar came for a fireworks, and finally they became fireworks in the eyes of others.
Although it is rainy and rainy, Cha Nan Street is still brilliant, full of pots and pans, steaming, frying and frying, a puff of people here, a puff of people, people to drench in the rain and wait as a courtesy, courtesy of this hot fresh food.
I prefer to see the process of the ingredients being turned into food up close rather than the taste, as if I too were part of the birth of the food. Watch the bamboo sticks spread out a thin round cake on the flattened pans, watch the solidified lard slowly melt in the hot soup, watch the steaming black rice quickly knead from a lump to a spindle, watch a small piece of dough being stuffed into a large piece of meat filling, and watch the roast cake come out of the fire and the skin is cold and cracked......
Holding the pancakes that had just come out of the pot, wandering around hotly, hey, I found the version of the hundred family names on Cha Nan Street.
Shuiximen Zhangjia duck shop and Shuiximen Dujia duck shop face each other across the road, and there is a Chen Lin duck shop around the corner; It's the same bun, are you going to find Xiao Li or to find Old Man Yang? It's only a few steps away; is a cup of soy milk, you have to recognize Ren Ji; There are surnames for food, what Hu Ji Xiao Long Bao, Guo Ji Noodle Restaurant, Shen Ji Xun Fish, the passage of time and family history are kneaded into this old-fashioned shop name; There are those who seem to be kind, such as Xiao Zhong Shortbread Shop, Xiao Xu Pickles, regardless of the seventies and eighties, they are still Xiao Zhong and Xiao Xu, both selling steamed buns, and I always feel that Feng Ying is more humane than Xu Dian shouting, as well as Sanzi Spicy Soup, Liu Lao Wu Handmade Fish Balls, as if not only knowing this person, but also being related to this family.
When a surname, or even a given name, is associated with a certain food, the hanging door plaque is a promise that Tong Suo will not be bullied, for diners it is trust, and for the restaurant it is responsibility and dignity.
Swayed into the vegetable field, full of dishes, piled into a hill, fresh leaves have not yet been rolled, persimmon red, garlic white, green onions, turmeric...... It is the joy of fruits and vegetables that will not be stranded in the world. Most of the people who visited the vegetable market at this point were middle-aged and elderly people, speaking authentic Nanjing dialect, and I seemed to see their lives of calmly aging in the flow of three meals.
For Nanjing people who were born and raised in Sri Lanka, this end of the street is green silk, and the other end of the street is white hair.
Source: Mantou Red Wine Author: Dried small fish