I have become popular in modern times with food

In the early morning, just after dawn, Yu Jian was already standing at the gate of the hotel.She was used to getting up early, so she stood here and waited for another two and a half hours. She clearly agreed to have breakfast together, and she must still be having a tryst with Zhou Gong at this moment.

She shook her head helplessly, the day lily would be cold any longer.

The smoke has long been rising in the alley, and the elders and mothers who got up early to exercise greeted each other and went into the familiar small shop.The words of the aunt of the wonton shop last night echoed in Yu Jian's ears: "There are many delicious shops on this road."

I also heard that they came from the capital, so I highly recommend it: "You must try the Xiaolongbao in Shanghai."

Thinking of Yu’s restaurant, there are also diners whose hometown is Shanghai, and when they comment on Xiaolongbao, there is only one sentence: "Xiaolongbao is the nostalgia of people in Shanghai, and it is their life."

Southerners call steamed buns that have stuffing but not stuffing inside, which is completely different from the north.

Yu Jian walked slowly along the bluestone road in the alley, and students carrying schoolbags passed by from time to time. It took a while to find the Xiaolongbao shop that the aunt said had been open for more than [-] years.

There is a simple blackboard at the door, with the menu and prices scrawled on it.A fat big orange was lying in the middle of the road. Seeing someone approaching, it raised its head and said "meow".Yu Jian thought its lazy appearance was very funny, squatted down and touched its head, Daju was touched comfortably, and "gurgled" in his throat.

An old man happened to come over from the side, and he spat with a smile: "This lazy cat, stands at the door of the store every day, and will be beaten by the proprietress again later—"

Yu Jian frowned, and asked, "The lady boss still hits cats?"

The uncle was beaming, and was about to say a few more words to her, when he heard the door being opened with a "wow", and a middle-aged woman who was fifty years away yelled at the uncle angrily, "I talk nonsense all day long, what am I doing?" Is it time to hit my little girl? You can ruin my reputation outside all day long!"

The uncle touched his nose, feeling bored, and muttered, "I'm not joking..."

Seeing the woman wanted to scold him again, he quickly found an excuse to slip away to show respect.The proprietress chased after two steps, threw the garlic in her hand towards his back, turned her head and saw Yu Jian staring at her blankly, and was a little embarrassed, "It's all neighbors, just kidding around. Come and eat a little Steamed buns? Come in—”

When passing by the big orange cat, he gently kicked it with his toes, and moved it a bit. Big orange looked at her suspiciously, then turned over to reveal his white and fat belly. The proprietress was amused by it, and clicked Nodding its head: "I don't have time to play with you now."

The store is also small, with a few small square tables neatly placed, and almost all of them are full.Yu Jian found an empty seat and quietly waited for the proprietress to serve the meal.Most of the small shops in the alleys are husband-and-wife shops, the husband is busy in the kitchen, and the wife greets customers.Occasionally, I also invite one or two aunts, who are neighbors who can't look up and look down, saying that they come to help out when they are free.

Yu Jian ordered a small cage, a deep-fried pork cutlet, and a bowl of small wontons. It is said that this is the standard for countless veterans of Modu.

First came the steaming steamed steamed cages, each small and independent, pierced the skin with chopsticks, dipped in the balsamic vinegar in the small dish, took a bite, and slowly sucked the soup inside the skin, only Feeling that the soup was extremely sweet, Yu Jian squinted her eyes unconsciously.

Take another bite, the skin is thin and the meat is rich, and even the meat has a clear and fresh fragrance.

After swallowing two in a row, Yu Jian took a closer look at the humble steamed bun.I heard that the authentic small cages in Shanghai have more than [-] folds on the surface. Wrinkled.

With the tip of Yu Jian's tongue, she could tell that the meat filling was made of fresh sandwiched pork hind legs, minced with a knife, with a ratio of thin, four fat, and one fat.Look at the small steamed buns left on the drawer. They are about the size of a water chestnut, small and exquisite, and the whole body is translucent, and the red meat stuffing inside can be clearly seen.

"Fried pork chops and small wontons here~" The proprietress walked steadily through the narrow aisle with a bowl in one hand and a plate in the other, and put them in front of Yu Jian. Seeing that she stopped eating with her chopsticks, she asked, "Isn't it delicious?"

"It's delicious, I'll see how it's made." Yu Jian replied honestly.

This made the proprietress amused, deep wrinkles formed at the corners of her age-old eyes, and there was a smile in her tone: "You little girl, how old are you, and you can cook?"

Little girl?

Yu Jian was startled, were you calling her?
but……

Just now, the name of the proprietress is obviously the big orange at the door...

She pursed her lips, suppressed the doubts in her heart, and replied, "I can cook."

The store was not busy at this time, so the proprietress simply dragged a chair over and sat face to face with Yu Jian, chatting with her with great interest: "Do you see what's going on?"

Shaking her head, Yu Jian was very modest, "Your steamed buns are thin and juicy, I can't make them."

Speaking of the steamed buns in the store, the proprietress is also proud: "Xiao Nan is very knowledgeable. Our store has been open for decades. I have been busy in this store since I was young. We It is the most traditional steamed steamed bun, although the appearance is not as good as the popular steamed steamed buns outside, but the taste has not changed for decades.”

The voice was neither high nor low, but all the customers in the store heard it.Some familiar customers put down their chopsticks and praised: "Oh, don't tell me I haven't found out yet, it's still exactly the same as thirty years ago..."

This tone is indescribably cramped.The proprietress glared: "Then don't come here tomorrow, go and try something new!"

The guest hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't - didn't I say that you have been like a day for decades?"

It made the customers in the store laugh.

After laughing, there was faint sadness again. The proprietress sighed for a while, and her tone was cool: "You guys, cherish the time when you can still eat this bite. I won't be able to eat it when I want to eat it when the house is demolished later!"

There was a moment of silence in the store.Everyone was quietly eating their steamed buns or drinking wonton soup, only the occasional crisp porcelain sound of spoons hitting bowls could be heard.

"Isn't it enough to find another place and open it again? We will definitely go to support your market." Someone made a sound in the silence. Yu Jian saw that it was a little boy in his teens with a schoolbag on his shoulders, and he finished speaking. He stuffed a small steamed bun into his mouth, probably scalded by the juice, and quickly opened his mouth wide and fanned it with his hands.

The proprietress was stunned for a moment, and her face became helpless: "It's not so easy to say~ The rent in Shanghai is getting higher every year. Besides, we have reached the age of retirement. We have been doing this for decades, and we also want to Take a break!"

Even though she said so, Yu Jian clearly saw all kinds of reluctance in her eyes...