death of hope

Passing through the core area of ​​Huajie City Walled City,

The layers of neon signs and the well-proportioned advertising light boxes make you feel like you are in a time and space tunnel.

Seeing the delicious snacks all over the street, Luan Tangzheng couldn't move any further;

“It smells so good~”

Most of the residents in Flower Street Walled City are Asian immigrants, so of course the snacks here are all Asian-style.

There are Chinese stir-fry restaurants, Oriental sushi restaurants, Goguryeo kimchi, Thai tom yum soup, Siamese lotus leaf curry hand rice, Malay coconut milk fruit fish, etc...

Ah Lin pointed to a "Zhangji Baozi Shop" and said;

"It's an old store opened by Chinese immigrants. I had it when I was a kid. It has the flavor of Ah Xing's hometown."

"Just right! I want to eat steamed buns!"

Chen Xing suddenly became coquettish and begged Tetsuya in a coquettish tone:

"Young Master, please, put the tattoo aside for now and fill your stomach first~"

"Stay away from me, Axing, you are really disgusting,"

Everyone walked into the shop laughing.

·

It's said to be a restaurant, but it's actually just a shabby shack covered with plastic sheeting.

"This place is great! It smells delicious!" Chen Xing praised.

The boss knew A-Lin and greeted her cordially;

"Long time no see, Miss Saito~"

"Hello, Uncle Zhang, I'm bringing a friend over for a visit.

Here are two drawers with leeks and three delicacies, two drawers with beef brisket and carrots, and two drawers with plain stone stuffing! "

"Okay! I'll have it soon!"

"Sister Lin knows how to order! They are all my favorites!" Chen Xing smelled the aroma and rubbed his hands impatiently.

The waiter wiped the old uneven table, put the rag on his shoulder, and walked towards the steamy kitchen.

Through the curtain cut from rag strips, you can vaguely see the bamboo cages stacked high on the stove.

·

"I see, this is the smoke of fireworks..." Tetsuya said to himself:

"I have to take Yuna here later..."

Chen Hong frowned slightly and pursed her lips.

Chen Xing saw through his sister's thoughts, picked up the small vinegar jar on the table and placed it in front of her;

"It's sour~"

Chen Hong gave her brother an elbow;

"Hate……"

Che also turned his head away in embarrassment, pretending not to notice.

·

"The buns are here!"

The waiter was very quick and quickly brought three large baskets to the table;

"Please use it slowly~"

Luan Tangzheng was playing with the small plate in front of him. He didn't know how many years he had been using it, but there were countless dog-tooth-shaped gaps on the edge.

"What's it for?" Luan Tangzheng asked. "You don't even know this, it's just for dipping in vinegar."

Saying that, Saito Rinka picked up a small vinegar jar and poured it for everyone.

Then I peeled off the garlic in the plastic basket and divided each person into two or three cloves.

"Be particular about it!" Chen Xing raised his thumb; "Sister A Lin understands it very well!"

"It's necessary, we are local snakes."

·

Opening the cage, Tohru was a little disappointed.

The appearance of the steamed buns was terrible. They were twisted and bald.

Each one is different, each has its own ugliness, and is full of shoddy and cheap feeling.

Unlike the steamed buns he had eaten in high-end restaurants, the dough was white and clean, and they were all the same, with eighteen pleats.

Seeing Tetsuya's disappointed expression, Chen Xing smiled;

"Young Master, you can't just look at the appearance of this thing. Authentic and good things may not necessarily look good."

"It doesn't look very good..."

·

Tetsuya picked one up with chopsticks and found that the ugly bun skin was actually very thin, and the bottom of the bun fell off accidentally.

The stuffing inside fell into the vinegar saucer and was so oily that it was really hard to eat.

Being accustomed to high-end cuisine, he had no expectations for this, so he closed his eyes and put it in his mouth.

After chewing a few times, I opened my eyes suddenly, as if something exploded on my taste buds.

I couldn't wait to pick up another one, put it into my mouth without dipping it in vinegar, and quickly picked up the third one.

Luantang Zheng had the same reaction as him, he was in disbelief at the taste of this ugly bun;

Luantang took a bite of garlic, and the pungent taste of garlic was perfectly balanced by the filling;

"Woah! How did you mix this stuffing...it's a little too high!"

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"Actually, it's nothing special, just the traditional 'Chinese steamed stuffed buns'," Chen Xing said:

“The dishes that Young Master and Cousin Luan used to eat were just high-end restaurants piling up expensive ingredients and carefully designing their appearance in order to sell them at a high price.

The real food does not look at the appearance. It must pursue the ultimate taste within a limited budget.

You can only find places like this where there is smoke and smoke. "

Tetsuya chewed the delicious food, and his blood boiled when he thought of the scene when his father and Uncle Deng drank and ate meat on this street.

Flower Street Walled City is the origin of the gang.

And now that he is back here, retracing the path his father and the others took back then, it feels particularly ritualistic.

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After leaving "Zhang Ji Baozi Shop", everyone patted their bellies with satisfaction.

A-Lin continued to lead the way through several dark alleys, twisting and turning, and arrived at the Tongzi Tower at the deepest part of the Huajie Walled City;

"We're here." A-Lin said.

Tetsuya looked up and saw a long wooden board hanging from a rusty wire with paint written on it;

"Samurai's nobility"

(Samurai traditional tattoo shop.)