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Chapter 162: Mutton Soup
"Hi, passengers! The ticket check for the D1970 train from Rongcheng to Xi'an has started. Passengers who take the D1970 train, please pack your luggage and go to ticket gate No. 6 to check in..."

Chen Xing squeezed towards the ticket checkpoint in the crowd.

At this time when the locals went out to work, there were too many people in the waiting hall, not to mention the location, even the aisles were full.

Chen Xing can only be thankful for his decision to go to Xi'an.

This train departs from Yibin West and goes to Xi’an North. There are no popular cities for migrant workers, so there are fewer talents, otherwise it is not easy to buy tickets to other places.

Find your own seat, just sit down, the seat next to you came.

Still not a beauty.

Every time Chen Xing took the train, he expected to be surrounded by a young beauty, but he never got his wish.

He was a middle-aged man on a business trip. After getting in the car, he put on a blindfold and prepared to rest. He didn't seem to want to talk.However, the person opposite Chen Xing was talkative, and soon chatted with a few people around him.

"Where did you all go?"

"Guangyuan, go home." The person beside him said.

Chen Xing said: "Go to Xi'an, let's travel, how about you?"

"I work in Xi'an and work as a chef in a restaurant. Xi'an is good, there are many attractions..."

The little brother was very chatty, he talked a lot about his life as an apprentice in Xi'an, and also told a lot about the secrets of the kitchen, but what Chen Xing remembered most clearly was the sentence he said: "When you arrive, don't let me know what you are doing." Go to Huimin Street, the food is expensive but not delicious, you can search for Dapiyuan on the navigation, everything in Huimin Street is available here, and the taste is also good..."

This allowed Chen Xing to know two place names in Xi'an.

Huimin Street, Dapiyuan.

Sounds like two food courts?

A few hours passed by in a hurry, and the scenery outside the window changed from the mountains and countless caves to the endless plains, and the view was more than doubled.

Every time he took this kind of train that passed through Sichuan Province, Chen Xing was very impressed with how difficult the ancient road to Sichuan was.

In modern times, for the convenience of travel, caves are built everywhere in Sichuan Province. In ancient times, there must be no such conditions, so they can only climb mountains and mountains.That's why there is Li Bai's eternal masterpiece, "The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the blue sky."

The train stopped slowly.

"Are you at the stop?" The middle-aged man next to Chen Xing woke up and took off his blindfold.

Chen Xing nodded and replied, "Well, it's here."

After the train came to a complete stop, Chen Xing took off his things from the luggage rack above the train, and followed the people in front of him out of Xi'an Railway Station.

Just like the railway stations in major cities across the country, the first thing tourists see when they step out of the station is not to appreciate the beautiful scenery of Xi'an, but to see all kinds of guys who come to sell hourly rooms, black cars, and restaurants to solicit customers.

Chen Xing doesn't need a car or an hourly room, but he has to eat.

So I followed a person to their restaurant.

It's not very far away. Go around the station and turn to the right. There are many restaurants lined up, and the kitchens are all outside. The fragrance is so strong that you can smell it across the street.

The guy who brought Chen Xing over said, "Boss, what would you like to eat? Our mutton steamed buns are very famous. Would you like some?"

Chen Xing looked at the menu, there were mutton steamed buns and high-quality mutton steamed buns.

According to what the person in the car said, the high-quality ones lie to tourists. If you want to eat, you can choose ordinary ones, so Chen Xing also ordered an ordinary one, which cost 28 yuan, and then ordered two buns.

There are cut and uncut buns, and Chen Xing travels here to experience new local things?

Of course you have to do it manually.

So the restaurant served a bowl of steamed buns to Chen Xing.

It's just a bowl with two steamed buns that Chen Xing ordered. It's not very big, it's about two circles bigger than the rim of a coffee cup, and it's about two centimeters thick.

What to do?Just break it?

Fortunately, the boss saw that Chen Xing didn't understand anything, so he said, "You break the steamed buns into pieces first, and put them in that bowl."

"Thank you."

After thanking him, Chen Xing began to tear the pancakes slowly. While tearing, Chen Xing asked, "Boss, isn't this just baked pancakes? Why do people like to call this pancake here?"

The little brother who brought Chen Xing in has already gone to the train station to attract new customers, and there is only one middle-aged man who looks like a chef and a boss in the shop.

Hearing Chen Xing's question, he said with a smile: "You don't know that. Don't underestimate our humble bun. There is a reason why it is called a bun instead of a cake. Based on this alone, It can prove its long history!"

The chef's mysterious statement aroused the curiosity of many people around him.

Even some locals don't know why pancakes are called buns, let alone most of them are tourists from other places?
While cooking outside, the boss said to the customers in the shop:
"This bun, it is said that it was first passed down from Gansu. People in ancient times believed that Gansu was the place where the sun sets. In the ancient Chinese, the word Mo means that the sun goes down. Mo, it means Shijiamo. The combination of this word is also called the food of the land where the sun goes down. I don’t know how it is spread outside, but in Shaanxi, Mo refers to all kinds of steamed and baked pasta.”

Many people in the store are nodding their heads, and have learned useless knowledge.

Mo is food Jiamo, and this combination is indeed in line with the law of creating characters in ancient times.

And this place in Shaanxi does have countless historical allusions.Just like the city of Xi'an, it is said that even farmers in this city may dig up ancient tombs if they farm the land and turn over the soil.

The boss came over and took a look at the steamed bun in Chen Xing's bowl, and said, "Young man, your steamed bun is not good, it needs to be broken a little more, it's almost as big as a fingernail."

"..."

Chen Xing did make a big deal out of trying to save trouble.

But it’s too troublesome to make it as big as a fingernail. Does it take more than ten, twenty, ten minutes to eat a mutton steamed bun just to break the pancakes?
Ten minutes later, the boss scooped up a bowl of mutton soup from Chen Xing's bowl.

The smell of mutton soup is still good, the taste of mutton is very strong, which indirectly proves that the mutton used here is indeed authentic mutton, not some messy synthetic meat.

But the taste of mutton, after all, isn't it the smell of mutton?

Chen Xing frowned after taking a bite.

It’s not bad, the taste of the mutton is very chewy, the salty aroma is completely integrated into the mutton, and then invaded into the steamed bun below, because it is broken into pieces, the soaking time is short, it tastes chewy and tasty .

Well, at least Chen Xing has experienced the fun of making steamed buns.

But this lingering mutton smell always exists in this bowl of soup.

Chen Xing was used to Jianyang mutton soup in his hometown where he could not feel the smell of mutton, but he was not used to it when he tasted this kind of mutton soup.

It is estimated that people in other regions can accept this taste.

Apart from this point, this bowl of mutton steamed buns is still better than most of the food that Chen Xing ate outside of Sichuan Province, but you have to endure the whole day after eating, you will have a smell of mutton on your body Taste is hard to avoid.

After eating this first meal in Xi'an, Chen Xing followed the navigation, swept a car and headed towards the ancient city wall.

Xi'an, a famous city through the ages, is an important place in any dynasty, and the necessity of the city wall has been raised, and because it is located in a plain, the style is different from the city wall in Sichuan Province, so Chen Xing put the ancient city wall of Xi'an As my first stop in Xi'an.

Compared with taking the subway, riding a bicycle is a bit tiring, but you can see the scenery on the streets of Xi'an.

Compared with the crowds during winter and summer vacations and various holidays, Xi'an in February is not the peak tourist season.

Fortunately, in Chen Xing's eyes, the charm of the ancient city does not change with the change of seasons.The long wind blows over the mountains, and the thousands of years old trees and city walls intertwine in the city, which also puts colorful clothes on the ancient city.In this season, some trees still have snowflakes, the scenery is just right, and it is very pleasant.

There are many gates in the city wall of Xi'an. Standing under the city wall and looking at it, I feel that the city wall is really high.

How was the city attacked in ancient times?If this kind of city wall has enough defenders, can it really be breached?

Tickets for the scene cost 54 per person, so Chen Xing bought a ticket and walked up.

Compared with France's euro tickets, domestic attractions are really cheap, but young people can visit many attractions in Paris for free, especially many museums.In China, it is the opposite. Older people are free in many scenic spots.

Chen Xing thought about it, and the national conditions also had something to do with it.

Young people abroad have little money, while old people have money, so they are free for young people, allowing many students to visit a large number of museums.

The elderly in China also have money, but they are reluctant to use it. Instead, they are very kind to their children and are willing to use their pension money for their children.

I guess that's it.

There is an obvious place behind the wall, where there are a lot of bicycles. This is where you can rent a car.

In addition to here, there are also many colorful lights around. The first thing that catches the eye is two giant traditional lion dancers, and then the entire city wall is full of various colored lights, but it is daytime, and all the lights are not lit. It is estimated that the night will be very beautiful.

Lantern Festival?

This word flashed in Chen Xing's mind.

As a native of Sichuan province, or eastern Sichuan, Chen Xing was no stranger to the lantern festival.

From ancient times to modern times, the most powerful and extravagant lantern festival in the country is in Zigong, not far from the New Territories. His parents took him there once before, and he still remembers the bustling night scene deeply.

Is there also a Lantern Festival held on the city wall of Xi'an?
Chen Xing became a little interested and looked at the time. It was at least six hours before dark.

Let's stroll around the city wall more, Chen Xing thought in his heart, anyway, he should watch the lantern festival here before leaving.

After taking a few photos, Chen Xing walked to the car rental point.

There are two kinds of cars that can be rented here, one is an electric bicycle, and the other is an ordinary bicycle, which is driven by manpower.If you don't want to, you can also take a sightseeing bus, but this way is expensive, and you can't get off at any time to enjoy the scenery.

Chen Xing was confident in his physical strength and rented a bicycle.

(End of this chapter)