Finally, I ate the legendary old Tongcheng bean skin prose.

On Qingming Day, it rained heavily, and I was very hurt by the cold. After breakfast and shopping in the morning, I was exhausted and went back to bed. This may be the first time in my life. Except for getting up for lunch, I was half awake and half asleep, and my headache was like an explosion until the next morning.

I don't know if it was because I slept for 20 hours, and the next day I was full of energy and there was no power outage. Cloudy in the morning and sunny in the afternoon. After staying indoors for a long time, I finally got up the courage to cross the river by subway, went to Jianghan Road business district in Hankou, and went to the riverside, blowing a breeze.

When I first came to Wuhan last year, I bought Fangfang's Wuhan Man, which mentioned that in the educated youth era, a folk song tampered with "I love the blue sky of my motherland". That generation remembers that they came with their mouths open and said, "I love to eat Regan Noodles in Wuhan, 20-20 candy tickets 10 cents;" The dumplings in the four seasons are delicious, and the old Tongcheng bean skin is delicious; The Wangs' biscuits are big and round, and they bite off a big edge in one bite. Ah-people in Henan love lice and people in Hunan love peppers. If you want to ask Wuhan people what they like to eat, I love Regan Noodles in Wuhan-"

Perhaps I was bewitched by the food marketing number. I saw the three fresh bean skins of the old Wuhan famous shop Laotongcheng in Qing Ji Street near Jianghan Road, and I thought I should try them. It is said that Tongcheng Restaurant was first opened in 1929, and was once the famous "King of Bean Skin" in the city. Later, it was transformed into a state-run hotel, which was demolished and closed again, and it was reopened only a few years ago.

I have never been the kind of person who would spend time trying snacks or restaurants. I always feel that the cost is high and the chances of success are not high. If you are disappointed, you will not only waste your life, but also ruin your interest. You will feel that you don't want to be taken advantage of and laughed at stupidly. Try it on the road without expectation. If it tastes good, it will be a surprise from the sky. If you don't like it, it's not a waste to throw it to your husband. As a real hedge, when it comes to eating, I am even more curious because there are no leftovers. You can always choose parent-child soup and miso soup. You can have sweet potatoes and poached eggs for breakfast for half a year, and then you can always buy the same espresso coffee beans. Since there is at least one person who doesn't pick things up to clean up the mess behind, there seems to be no reason and obstacle to rejecting new things.

However, for more than a year, I haven't eaten amazing bean skin. My favorite is actually Cai Linji from Wuchang Railway Station. At least other stores, even five-star recommended stores with high asking prices and long queues, are not as crisp, dense, soft, waxy and salty as that aunt. Delicious is delicious, but after all, it won't make greedy people feel that it's not worth taking a detour. Glutinous rice lovers, without the warm rice balls in their hometown, always hope to find some exclusive sustenance in a different world. If one day they leave, they will also be branded with homesickness. For example, stewed in Beixinqiao, homemade crispy pancakes, small noodles in Zuojiazhuang, sesame cakes in Jubao Garden, and red bean paste youth league in Daoxiang Village, with black coffee, are just right.

I traveled all over Qing Ji Street, and the Great Depression was unbelievable. Found the north through mobile phone positioning. The new "Qing Ji Street" is a real estate project with four or five buildings. There are a bunch of really old brands here, and all kinds of street performers and handymen stand in the square. The big sign says "visitor center" and "road guide", but the so-called folk handicraft area has become a place for everyone to rest. Oh, a new business concept, focusing on nostalgia and originality. I think native Wuhan people will despise another kind of "tourist-only" pseudo color, but I don't have the burden of "only what I have seen is authentic", so I skipped to the gate of the old Tongcheng and turned to my family and said, "Before I saw it, everyone said it was ordinary. I lost my previous craft, but I still want to try. If I know it's not good, I can give up, cross it, and then I die. " 」

It's not bad at all, and it can even be included in the list of all kinds of bean skins I have tasted. Didn't let me Starlight Glimmer, but one step at a time, follow the rules, without any mistakes. At least I ate half of it, instead of taking a bite and handing it over, and then arbitrarily decided that the other two were my husband's breakfast the next day.

There are too few perfect things. How can perfect things belong to you? My father told me that when I was a child, I was concerned with choosing things, making friends and choosing a spouse. You are not perfect yourself. I made mixed soup two days ago, and it felt strange. In recent years, I have done it at least three or four hundred times. Even so, I will still miss. In other words, for the store, it is still impossible to veto it. It is necessary to reserve space and allow mistakes. That's it. Leave yourself alone.

It seems that nine out of ten "authentic" Wuhan people will laugh at Cai's Regan Noodles mixed with black sesame sauce, which is far from the taste of childhood. The delicious food is the kind in the dark alley without signs. But if a friend comes to Wuhan to play and leaves by car from Wuchang Station, I will still say, "That Cai Linji is very good. Regan Noodles, bean skin and steamed buns are all delicious."

Mysteriously laughing and saying "others are not humane enough" seems to be no different from Kundera's "Ragged Vanity". If you think so, tucao and unintentional "authenticity" are sometimes the same.