Wan'er said that this was her fourth time coming to Lanzhou alone. She came from the south of the Yangtze River and spoke crisp Wu Nong soft language. She sat opposite me, spread her arms, and felt the wind blowing from the bank of the Yellow River.

Comfortable, listening to me telling her old stories about Lanzhou with relish.

There are many tea stalls under the shade of the trees beside the Yellow River. The tea stalls are equipped with lounge chairs that can be pulled out and half-lying. Friends sit together, play poker, and drink three tea stalls. Among the three forts, there are tea, red dates, longan,

Wolfberry, chrysanthemum, rock sugar, etc.

Lanzhou people are very particular about drinking San Pao Tai. They must use a covered bowl to brew the San Pao Tai.

The so-called tureen must have an exquisite base, which holds a delicate ceramic teacup. The teacup is covered with an exquisite lid, and there is a small handle on the lid.

The tea drinker drags the base with his left hand, pinches the small handle of the cup lid with the thumb, index finger and middle finger of his right hand, blows on the tea in the cup, then scrapes it with the lid, takes a sip gently, and then closes the lid again, properly

put it on the table.

Wan'er smiled and said, is this what you people in Lanzhou call "scraping bowls"?

Such a delicate gesture was actually done by a strong man from the northwest without breaking the rules.

Yes, Lanzhou’s summer would be so lonely without the tea stalls lined with trees along the Yellow River!

I drank San Paotai, ordered some butterfly melon seeds, braised peanuts, and boiled edamame, and played poker with my friends. I forgot about the time as soon as I sat down.

It wasn't until the lights of Baita Mountain and Zhongshan Bridge decorated the whole city with sparkle that people slowly left, leaving the Yellow River to dating couples and elders walking.

Wan'er said that the summer in Lanzhou is not too hot, but the wind from the Yellow River can keep her cool all summer long.

So after she became financially independent, every summer when she was not too busy, she would come to Lanzhou to escape the summer heat and experience this peaceful and comfortable summer time.

In the past ten years of living in Lanzhou, I have become accustomed to everything in Lanzhou. I accept its good and bad, just as it accepted me, allowed me to grow, and allowed me to settle down.

I have to admit that this is a city that people who like to enjoy life will not want to leave once they come here.

Some people say that in Lanzhou, you just hold a copy of "Reader", eat a bowl of beef noodles, and fall in love with the mother river.

The impression of Lanzhou is by no means such a stereotype. Its delicateness and colorfulness are worthy of every traveler’s appreciation.

Wan'er said that it turned out that there was really no restaurant called "Lanzhou Ramen" in Lanzhou. After eating at "Sibo Lake", "Bai Jianqiang", "Ma Zilu" and "Chen Ji"...only then did she understand why outsiders did not dare to move these signs.

past.

Because, without Lanzhou, beef noodles have lost their soul.

Even though every city has "Lanzhou Ramen", no bowl of it belongs to Lanzhou.

I told Wan'er that Lanzhou's delicacies are not only beef noodles, but also beef and mutton.

If beef noodles are the first ray of sunshine in Lanzhou in the morning, then mutton skewers and haggis are the last lights in Lanzhou.

Although this metaphor is not appropriate enough, it can also illustrate the status of these delicacies in the hearts of Lanzhou people.

She said she couldn't wait to find that light.

I took her to the Zhengning Road Night Market. Lanzhou is a city of fireworks, and Zhengning Road is the city’s fireworks.

I think this Jiangnan girl will have a great time and enjoy the food.