Not to go to Zhenjiang, can not eat. Zhenjiang's pot noodle is not like Lanzhou beef noodle, there are chains all over the world, although the flavor is not as good as Lanzhou, but at least there is a level of five or six percent. Pot noodles, in other places, even the name can not be seen. It's hard to even imagine what kind of noodles they are. Is it served with a pot lid? Or in the shape of a pot lid? It sounds concrete and too abstract.

Before I went to Zhenjiang, I saw a friend posting a picture of a movie he was shooting in Zhenjiang, eating pot noodles. The picture didn't look like anything special, it was just a bowl of noodles with quite a lot of toppings that made your tongue tingle, but not so much that you were salivating.

I don't have many friends in Zhenjiang. The friend who sent the picture is from Shandong, specializing in filming some of the movies I have not seen, said the "net big", what is the domineering president of the love of the poor girl was abused by the love and so on, he said that quite a lot of money, and had wanted me to write a script, I really can not write, not like money, but have a sense of self-awareness. In fact, although those plots look very silly, but the writers are very picky, only they truly believe that kind of silly things, written from the bottom of their hearts, in order to infect more people who believe in that kind of silly things, they do not believe, want to pretend, even fools will not believe.

The same applies to eating. Some stores may be very hot business, "net red", really someone thinks it's very delicious, or take a picture of it is very delicious, but I will not go. In Jinan, I only go to those who often go to eat, easily dare not rush to try new. Luckily, because of the light traffic, Jinan, where to eat, probably familiar with, basically has enough. The most afraid of friends invited to go to some of the places that do not want to go, in case of imprisonment, really difficult to lift, but also afraid of letting down the friends of the heart, had to be silent, hard to eat a gas.

However, if you are a reliable friend, you will know the taste of the same, and recommend the place more wrong. Some of my friends, because of the reliable recommendation, the opposite let me look at the tongue. For example, I have a brother, before in my impression is not know how to eat, and then successively took me to two or three small museums, are distinctive, hidden in the city kind of, therefore, in my eyes, the back of his head instantly lit up a circle of halo. I asked him to continue to recommend, the reply was very affirmative: no more.

So the halo flickered and short-circuited.

After arriving in Zhenjiang, I asked my friend who made the movie to recommend pot noodles. Because although I have not seen his movie, but together on a trip, those two or three days, ate Chaotian pot, meat baked cake, sheep soup, etc., the taste is basically the same. He first recommended a, Zhennan, old restaurant. I checked, not far from the hotel I stayed. However, looking at the online reviews, this one seemed to be on the salty side, and was said by Zhenjiang locals to be for tourists only. I was shocked and glad I had checked it out, otherwise I would have been a tourist like him.

For Zhenjiang, I would have been a tourist, but in the matter of eating, whatever is associated with tourists seems to be extremely difficult to eat. Regardless of which place, tourists have been placed at the end of the dining contempt chain, becoming the easiest to fool. So much so that some famous food, which is otherwise very good, leaves a bad impression on tourists. Locals never go to stores where tourists go, and those who do business with tourists don't expect locals to eat there. Therefore, many tourists will have questions after eating: how can something so unpalatable still be famous? Is it famously hard to eat?

The most famous thing in Zhenjiang is pot noodles. Of course, outside of food, Zhenjiang is also famous for many other things, such as famous Tang poems and Song lyrics, which have been written about Zhenjiang many times. A Beigu Mountain, there is Wang Wan's "the sea sun is still alive, the river spring into the old year"; Xin Qiji's "think of the old days, jingo iron horse, swallowed ten thousand miles like a tiger".

The four great masterpieces, are written to Zhenjiang: "Dream of Red Mansions" Zhang Hua accident "Jingkou boundary", Liu Bei bridegroom Ganlu Temple, Zhang Shun night ambush Jinshan Temple, but also the Tang Monk's mother will be the little Tang Monk drifted along the river to the temple ...... These are enough to make Zhenjiang The world is famous, however, for me, to Zhenjiang, do not go to eat pot noodles, or feel let down this place, but also let down their own stomachs.

I came to Zhenjiang, is to participate in an activity, the schedule is very tight, count down, only one breakfast time can be freely arranged, Zhenjiang's noodle shop is too much, at least a few hundred, so, where to eat pot noodles, have to be careful.

It is said that Dahua Noodle House is very hot, just near Xijindu. As soon as I arrived in Zhenjiang, I went to Xijindu first.

For Zhenjiang, Xijindu is a very worthwhile place to go, because of the pier, the formation of an ancient street; and because of the end of the Qing Dynasty, the opening of the port of trade, but also a lot of Western-style buildings remain.

Additionally, among the ancient streets, there is a stone pagoda from the Yuan Dynasty, the only one in the country that crosses the street, and passers-by pass under the pagoda, which is very special.

Together with the ruins of the Life Saving Society, this place mixes various cultures together.

I arrived at Xijindu in the afternoon, and Dahua Noodle House, like many local noodle shops, only sells brunch (in the evening, they have to make soup for the next day), so I didn't make it up there to eat. Instead, there were many sellers of pot noodles on the ancient street, with large pots of boiling noodles set up in front of the stores, and some of the shopkeepers, seeing us coming, whooshed and picked up a pot lid and threw it into the pot, shouting, "Zhenjiang Pot Noodles! How about a bowl?

The pot noodle really lives up to its name, as the lid is placed in the pot and cooked with the noodles. The lids are made of wood, old cedar or ginkgo wood, and are much smaller than the pots.

Some people say that this strange method of cooking adds a woodsy flavor to the noodles, while others say that when Qianlong traveled to the south of the Yangtze River, the person cooking the noodles panicked and mistakenly threw the lid of the small pot into the big pot, which made it a perfect match. I trust the most a saying, is that in the past the boat family cooking noodles, with a small pot floating in which the lid will be separated from the noodles, so that the noodles will not stick, but also stop the boiling of the stewed noodles, skimming off the froth, to prevent overflow of the pot. Customs, for the most part, are formed from practicality, I guess.

Eating pot noodles in Zhenjiang, of course, is not about eating the lid, but about eating the noodles. Zhenjiang's pot noodles are different from those in Jiangnan, which emphasize the toppings at the expense of the noodles themselves. Pot noodle is not the general alkali noodles, but with "jump noodles", not only to face, but also jump: a person sitting on the end of the bamboo bar, up and down upside down jumping, the other end of the bamboo bar fixed on the board, and so on, so repeatedly, will be the board of the business of the noodles pressed into a thin skin, and then cut into noodles with a knife. The "jumping noodles" are very taut, like the noodles in the north, and the toppings are rich and varied in the Jiangnan style. This special fusion of north and south is related to the geographical location of Zhenjiang. Zhenjiang belongs to the south of the Yangtze River, a river away from Yangzhou is the north of the river, Guazhou belongs to today's Yangzhou, should be Wang Anshi: