On the evening of October 31st, I returned home safely and ended my one-week trip.

When I got home, my lover made a bowl of noodles and two dishes of pickles. She knew that this was her favorite bite. After eating a bowl of noodles, her forehead was slightly sweaty and her body was comfortable, and the fatigue of a day's journey was quickly eliminated.

Eating noodles made by my lover, thinking about all kinds of food wherever I went in the past few days. I ate love at home and love outside.

This trip to Beijing, Shandong, Henan and Anhui is at the invitation of my little brother, who is four years older than me. We have the intersection of literature and law. After discussion, we decided to go out and have a look.

on the morning of October 24th, I just finished attending the second golden seed selection and award-giving activity for peasant women initiated by Teacher Xie Lihua in Beijing, and I got a call from my little brother asking me to go to his residence in Beijing to eat crabs at noon.

A few days ago, when my brother learned that I was going to Beijing one day earlier to attend other activities, he decided to have lunch on the 24th early. My friend gave me a box of crabs and kept it for me to eat.

In order to prepare fresh crabs, Brother Li specially invited Sister Li to help with cooking. These big crabs are alive and will crawl out of the pot and string around on the ground if they are not careful. Sister Li has a good cooking skill. Prepare onion, ginger, garlic and pepper, and steam eight big crabs in the pot.

each of the four of us ate two of the eight big crabs. We couldn't wait to eat the steamed big crabs as soon as they were served. The big red crabs were fresh and fat. They ate crab claws and ate crab yellow. A few people quickly piled up hills on the tables, and our stomachs were full before our hometown dishes were served. This meal indicates that my little brother and I can't leave this trip without eating.

on the morning of October 25th, we started our journey to eat in Yuncheng, Shandong Province, the hometown of the outlaws.

My little brother took me to the Hejiazhuangmo Head Office to eat Hejiazhuangmo. It is said that the famous snack in this place has a history of hundreds of years, and the Hejiazhuang has raised several generations for a living.

Zhuang steamed buns are similar to pies in the mainland, except that they are fried, crispy on the outside and tender in the inside, and the meat stuffing is sandwiched in the mask, which makes you feel oily when you take a bite.

I can't help secretly having fun with my little brother, a strong model and a bowl of hot soup to settle accounts with 18 yuan.

People in Yuncheng like to eat chicken and mutton. Local friends invited us to eat firewood chicken at the boss. A large plate of firewood chicken with Chili smells delicious. If you can't eat enough, you should add a second bite.

Xiao Ge bought a new house in his hometown in Yuncheng, but it hasn't caught fire for dinner just after renovation. On the second and third morning in Yuncheng, we all ate snacks in the roadside trolley downstairs, and an elderly couple fried deep-fried dough sticks and fried pasta, a big bucket of Hu Spicy Soup and a big bucket of millet porridge on the tricycle.

at the first roadside breakfast, my little brother and I each had a fried pie and a bowl of hot soup. While sitting at a small table, we watched the diners who were drinking and making noises. Most of the diners were local farmers who got up early and office workers who didn't want to cook breakfast at home in the morning. Several sanitation workers were joking with their host while eating breakfast, and the host teased them from time to time to say that they could eat pickles without spending money.

after eating a bowl of hot soup with fried pies in five minutes, I rushed to scan the code to pay for it. Two people ate eight yuan, and my little brother and I couldn't believe how cheap it was.

On October 27th, my little brother and I were going to leave Yuncheng and have breakfast at the snack bar of the mobile car. This time, we added an extra egg, and the fried omelet always cost 9 yuan money. I joked with my little brother that we should come to Yuncheng more often just because of this snack.

at noon on October 27th, we took a bus to Kaifeng, the ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties in Henan, the only city in the world with a population of over one million.

After getting off the train, our local friend, Brother Lao Xu, dragged us directly to an alley, and a Muslim Tanji mutton steamed dumpling restaurant came into view. Brother Lao Xu said that although this store didn't come early at noon, there was really no place to eat.

Brother Lao Xu, several local friends came early to occupy a dining table. We sat down and exchanged a few pleasantries, and then we came up with mutton fried with onion. This dish was tender and fragrant. After tasting it, several local brothers said that it should not be thickened. They said that it would not have the new and tender characteristics of local mutton, and then three large plates of mutton steamed dumplings were served, which really deserved to be the birthplace of Kaifeng steamed buns.

on the morning of 28th, we visited the tallest iron tower in the world. It is said that when Kaifeng was flooded, only the top of the tower was exposed, and other places were flooded. This 55.8-meter-high iron tower with 13 floors and eight corners on each floor was built in the Song Dynasty, which is a national key cultural relic and one of the few witnesses left by Kaifeng's eight dynasties ancient capital.

Brother Lao Xu invited us to see chrysanthemums in Kaifeng. The 39th Chrysanthemum Culture Festival in Kaifeng, China is being held here. There are many varieties of chrysanthemums in Kaifeng, and there are many tourists in some squares. We also took many photos and sent them online for more friends to enjoy.

According to local people, chrysanthemum can not only be enjoyed in jiaozi, but also a famous local dish. Unfortunately, this time, we only enjoyed mutton, Kaifeng duck and other delicacies. Leave jiaozi stuffed with chrysanthemum for next time. A trip is not called a trip without leaving any thoughts and regrets. Only thoughts and regrets will inspire people to want to come again.

Brother Xu, who was careful in Kaifeng, bought us pitaya and citrus. Four pitaya for ten yuan made my brother and I smile. In the past, we used to eat pitaya by cutting it open for a quarter, at most, eating half. These days, my brother and I ate a big pitaya every morning, peeling off the skin to reveal pink flesh and eating a mouthful of it. It was even more enjoyable to watch it.

at 1: a.m. on October 29th, my little brother and I went to Bozhou, Anhui Province, the last stop of this trip, to continue our journey of watching and eating.

Li, a local friend, is always a private entrepreneur who is brave and hospitable, and can't sit down without wine. In Bozhou for one and a half days, we ate four meals together, and we couldn't live without meat, such as mutton, beef, donkey meat, dog meat and rabbit meat. We can say that we have to eat all the meat delicacies that can be eaten locally. My little brother and I have to beg for mercy from Li every time we eat. Looking at these delicacies, our eyes are full and our stomachs are disappointing several times.

My little brother has been to Bozhou several times. We took time off to see Wei Wu Square and Caocao Park, and saw the people here enjoying themselves and the historical and cultural details of the city.

Bozhou is a famous historical and cultural city. Now, one wine (Gujinggong) and one base (Chinese herbal medicine) are famous all over the world, and the hospitality here is also famous all over the world. After a few days, I ate donkey skin, which is rare in other places, because most of the donkey skin is used as raw materials for Ejiao production, and even a few people can't finish eating a sheep's head, and they can eat cow's hoof, especially the pasta here is worthy of being the wheat producing area, casserole noodles and casserole noodles.

On the morning of October 31st, my little brother and I were going to leave Bozhou. After we got up in the morning, we were going to eat quietly and then take a taxi to the station by ourselves. Unexpectedly, Mr. Li had been waiting downstairs and dragged us to a dog meat restaurant without negotiation, and each person had a bowl of dog broth to clean the buns.

When we left Bozhou, we were all wrapped in small bags. General Manager Li brought us dried moss and mung bean vermicelli, and General Manager Yuan, a local Hui female entrepreneur, brought us a tea gift made by her family.

A seven-day trip to Beijing, Lu Yu and Anhui is really about eating while walking.