As an authentic Nanjing native, the most delicious street food is of course duck blood vermicelli soup. Needless to mention other things, every time I eat duck blood vermicelli soup it makes me want to eat it.

Duck soup noodles with pig lungs, beef offal, small intestine, large intestine, and duck intestine!

I am so luxurious!

It’s nothing more than rice noodles from my hometown. This photo was taken years ago. My friend drove me back to my hometown together. It was already past four in the morning when we drove all night.

Just tell him to drive!

Just a fan!

There are rows of taxis and motorcycles parked in front of the noodle shop. The fluorescent lamps are still so dim, reflecting the white steam in the big stove. The already prepared noodles are soaked in duck soup. Although the skin of the mouth is numb due to the heat, the mellow fragrance enters the throat.

.

Pair it with a little beef offal, a little pig lung, and a little small intestine!

Tsk!

What a luxurious life!

Gouache, add a spoonful of spicy beef offal!

Every time I go back to my hometown during the holidays, I always want to make fans every day.

I remember when I was a child, I would go out at 5:30 every morning, walk to the noodle stall and ask for a bowl of soaked noodles, and beg the mother-in-law who bought the noodles to add a spoonful of pig lung water. This old woman would always add some spicy water to me.

Two big pieces of pig lungs.

The winter in Jiangxi is very cold. It is not yet dawn at 5:30, but I have to rush to go to the morning reading at 6:00. I put powder in a plastic bag and put it in a foam lunch box and hold it in my hand. It is very hot, but I don’t want to

Let go.

Sitting in the classroom, sipping noodles, the rich bone soup mixed with the smell of plastic bags, it is very strange to think about it now, but at the time, I just thought it was the beginning of a wonderful day!

It seems that all the big guys are talking about foreign roadside stalls, barbecue sausages, hot dogs, etc.

But for me, the most delicious roadside stall is nothing more than a hearty bite of noodles and a bite of miscellaneous rice on a cold winter morning after leaving my hometown for a long time.