In Mengcheng, some people say that it is not an alarm clock that wakes him up every day, but a bowl of soup. A bowl of soup, a cage of steamed buns or a sesame seed cake are the standard items for Mengcheng people every morning, and they are also authentic snacks in Mengcheng that bear the memories of those years. This soup is usually served with ingredients such as shredded chicken and wheat kernels. This soup is made of old hen, pork chops, etc. After stewing, beat the eggs in a bowl, stir them evenly, and then pour in the boiled broth to make Huang Chengcheng broth and egg scented tea. Don't underestimate this seemingly simple soup. Once it smells, it will make you smell good, it will warm your stomach and your mood will be smoothed in an instant, which is extremely addictive.
Customers who come to drink soup usually add one or two eggs to the soup, and another method is that the master beats the eggs in a bowl, stirs them with chopsticks, and then puts the spoon into the bucket to stir, because the real things such as shredded chicken will sink to the bottom of the bucket, and the master scoops up the spoon with skilled skills, sprinkles the soup, lifts it up and rushes to the bowl, and the eggs will be cooked in an instant and blended with the soup. Put it on your seat, add pepper and vinegar according to your own taste, and eat it while it is hot. This is really a daily life.
There are many legends about passing soup among the people. It is said that when Emperor Qianlong went down to the south of the Yangtze River, he occasionally tasted this soup and greatly appreciated it. Since then, Chuantang has become famous. But it's all folklore, and there's no way to prove it. However, due to its unique taste, this soup has been derived in Mengcheng area for hundreds of years, because Mengcheng people have a special liking for it. Even in hot summer, Mengcheng people love to drink it. In summer, they drink soup and sweat, and their hearts are carefree. Potted soup in Mengcheng is a fast market, but there are always crowds in front of the soup house. A soup restaurant can sell six or seven hundred bowls in the morning and close early before nine o'clock in the morning. Business is booming, which shows that Mengcheng people love to sprinkle soup.
In Mengcheng, soup is basically scattered on streets of all sizes. I really lament the habit of eating soup in Mengcheng. No matter in cold winter or hot summer, everyone will go to the familiar breakfast stall and shout, "boss, a bowl of soup, a cage of steamed buns." It's rare to see the taste of hometown in a bowl of soup. I think a small town is as good as a small town, and a metropolis has the elegance of a metropolis, but no matter where your hometown is, it is in a bowl of soup or something you miss.