The Pentium Era - South to North

They arrived at Xianheng Hotel, and the door was indeed open. On New Year's Day, there were no tourists in the entire area, and the hotel was deserted, with only two tables of guests.

The commemorative significance of this hotel is probably more than the actual economic benefits and the customer's dining experience. Even in winter, all the door panels are removed and the store is open. Sitting inside to eat is no different from sitting in the open air. The cold wind blows from It was pouring in from outside, and it was freezing cold.

Inside the shop, there are black wooden tables and stools, and a row of wine jars are piled near the foot of the wall.

The store is on the street, one on the left and the other on the right. There are two square-shaped wooden counters on both sides. The one on the right retains the one described in Lu Xun's book. It is tall. Sitting inside, you really can't see the outside. He put on his coat, crossed his legs, put a cattail bag underneath, and hung it on his shoulders with a straw rope. "Kong Yiji's hands were full of mud, so he walked here with these hands."

There is also a sign hanging on the wall next to the counter, which reads "Owe Nineteen Money Kong Yiji June 3rd."

This high counter is where you order drinks and pay. The counter over there, which is lower than here, sells bags of fennel beans, dried tofu and rice wine.

Meng Ping and Chen Yaqin found a table in the corner and sat down. It was a little sheltered from the wind. The two of them sat there, rubbing their hands in the heat and tapping their feet. Today's weather was really too cold. .

The waiter brought the menu and Chen Yaqin asked Meng Ping to order. Meng Ping said I don't know what to eat, so you order.

Chen Yaqin smiled and ordered a few of the signature dishes here, which are all home-cooked dishes, such as fried stinky tofu, fish with minced chicken, braised pork with pickled vegetables, and steamed double stinky, which is stinky tofu and moldy amaranth stems steamed together. .

Finally, let’s have another dish of Drunken Shrimp. This is made of live river shrimp, soaked in a glass cup, with Shaoxing old wine and condiments added. Cover the lid and let it suffocate for more than ten minutes. The shrimp inside are all suffocated by the old wine, but The whole body is still white and translucent, which means it tastes fresh.

The waiter warmed the wine for them. Chen Yaqin drank with Meng Ping. After two drinks, Chen Yaqin's face turned red. Meng Ping also felt that after drinking the hot wine, his body warmed up and he was not as cold as before, so he started to drink. Lost appetite.

After finishing the meal, Chen Yaqin refused to let Meng Ping pay the bill. Meng Ping laughed and said, there is no reason for men and women to go out to eat together and let the woman pay the bill.

Chen Yaqin choked back and said, I am the host and you are the guest. There is no reason for the host to let the guests pay the bill.

Meng Ping couldn't argue with her, so he had to admit defeat and let her pay the bill at the high counter. He walked to the short counter and bought a lot of fennel beans, almost finishing up the inventory on the counter. Chen Yaqin was shocked when she came back. Jump, she asked, why did you buy so many fennel beans?

Chen Yaqin shook her head. She really couldn't think of anything delicious about these fennel beans.

Meng Ping smiled and said, give it away, Kong Yiji's fennel beans, what you want is not the taste, but the culture. What you want is the four words "Xianheng Hotel" on the packaging bag.

Chen Yaqin said okay, let’s put the culture on the car.

Meng Ping bought too much, and the two of them were carrying a large vest bag in each hand, and there was still more to carry. The waiter helped them carry it and put it into the trunk. Half of the trunk was filled. Chen Yaqin said to the waiter, you probably all I’ve never seen anyone buy so many fennel beans, right?

The waiter smiled and said, no, I have worked here for three years and this is the first time I have encountered it.

Meng Ping started the car, turned on the air conditioner, and let Chen Yaqin sit in the car. Meng Ping told her to wait for me for a while, and then he walked away.

Chen Yaqin sat in the car and watched him. She saw him walk to the high counter and buy four bottles of Maotai liquor and four cartons of Zhonghua cigarettes. Chen Yaqin understood that Meng Ping had already decided to have dinner at their house. At this time, he went to his house. You can’t go empty-handed, and tobacco and alcohol are the eternal gifts given during the Spring Festival. When you don’t know what to give, yes, just give tobacco and alcohol.

Chen Yaqin pursed her lips and smiled. She felt that Meng Ping was really polite, and she felt that she was very comfortable when she was with him. He was not pretentious, very honest, and did not have so much hypocrisy or quarrel with him. When women are together, they will deliberately flatter you. There is always some kind of intention behind this flattery.

Chen Yaqin pretended not to know anything. Watching Meng Ping come back, he put the cigarettes and wine in the trunk, and then got in the car. He didn't say anything, but asked Chen Yaqin where to go?

Chen Yaqin asked back: "Are you going to the museum, the former residence, the Baicao Garden or the Sanwei Bookstore? They are all very close."

Meng Ping said: "Go to Baicao Garden."

"Okay, get out of the car." Chen Yaqin said and opened the door.

"what?"

"You can just walk there. It's only a few minutes away and you can't park there," Chen Yaqin said.

The two people got off the car and walked over. Sure enough, they arrived in just a few minutes. They bought tickets and entered the garden. Meng Ping saw that there was an ordinary vegetable garden inside, covering an area of ​​about one acre, with several vegetable plots and A few tall trees, but nothing else.

Meng Ping was disappointed and asked Chen Yaqin: "This is the Baicao Garden, the one owned by Lu Xun?"

"Yes." Chen Yaqin nodded.

"But there is nothing here." Meng Ping said.

Chen Yaqin couldn't help laughing and said, "Then what do you want here? Giant pandas or giraffes?"

Meng Ping was stunned for a moment. Thinking about it, it’s true. Do you think there should be something else? When Lu Xun was a child, this place was probably even more shabby than it is now.

Green vegetable beds, smooth stone well fences, tall honey locust trees, purple mulberries, wasps, crickets, oil lings, centipedes, cantharides, and fleece-flower root. If you look for them, can't you still find them all? If you can't find them, then It's also the wrong season. Besides, what else do you want to see when you go to this Herb Garden?

Meng Ping felt that what he wanted to see should be something else, but he couldn't tell what it was specifically, but he knew that what he wanted to see must have disappeared.

"I was deceived by Lu Xun." Meng Ping cursed, feeling empty in his heart.

Chen Yaqin chuckled.

"Where should we go next?" Chen Yaqin asked, "Sanwei Bookstore or former residence?"

Meng Ping shook his head and said dejectedly: "I don't want to go anywhere. If I don't go, I still have a good memory. When I go, I hear the sound of dreams breaking, and the dream of Baicao Garden is broken."

Chen Yaqin looked at him and continued to smile. Chen Yaqin said: "I also think that the most comfortable and suitable place to be on such a day is to sit by the stove, drink tea and eat melon seeds and peanuts while warming up. Let's go back."

Meng Ping sighed and said okay.

After returning to the parking place and getting in the car, Meng Ping started the car and drove on the streets of Shaoxing, looking around.

"What are you looking for?" Chen Yaqin asked.

Meng Ping said: "I'll find a hotel somewhere and go through the check-in procedures first so that I can come directly in the evening."

Chen Yaqin bit her lip and thought for a moment. She said forget it. You've already paid for dinner. Why don't you make the bed for you too? Otherwise, running around would be inconvenient.

"By the way, as long as you don't mind the poor conditions." Chen Yaqin looked at Meng Ping and said.

"I don't like it? I'm not a young man. I've been sleeping on the sofa in the office for several years. As long as you don't disturb me, I beg you to adopt him."

Chen Yaqin chuckled, and she said yes, I will adopt you, and you can call me mom.

They returned to Chen Yaqin's home and parked the car on the drying ground. Meng Ping took out cigarettes and wine from the trunk and told Chen Yaqin apologetically that he didn't even see an open store. Otherwise, he should give it to your mother. They buy Qingchunbao. Do you Zhejiang people all like Qingchunbao?

Chen Yaqin couldn't help laughing. She said that's enough, that's enough. For one meal, in exchange for so many things like yours, our family has already made a profit.

Meng Ping still felt guilty and continued, "Can fennel beans be used?"

Chen Yaqin laughed, "We locals can't taste any culture from fennel beans. We make them at home. I guarantee the taste is better than that. Let's go quickly."

Meng Ping sighed and said, okay, that's all.

Chen Yaqin looked at him, nodded, praised and joked, "Yes, you are really sensible."

The two of them entered the house. Chen Yaqin's grandma, aunt, and mother were all busy in the kitchen. Grandpa and father were sitting on the edge of a large brazier to warm themselves up. The charcoal in the brazier was peeling off, which made people feel warm at first sight. Seeing them When they came in, the two people quickly stood up and called Meng Ping to sit over the brazier.

Meng Ping put the things on the table, and Chen Yaqin pulled him towards the brazier, shouting, "It's so cold, so cold."

Chen Yaqin's aunt had already brought a teacup, placed it on the bench next to Meng Ping, and invited him to drink tea. Meng Ping quickly said thank you, thank you!

Meng Ping took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yaqin's grandfather and father. The two of them took it. Chen Yaqin had already used a tong to take a piece of red coal from the brazier, and approached the three people's faces to help them smoke. Light.

Chen Yaqin's father asked Meng Ping, the boss is so busy, he still has to go to work on the first day of the new year, and he still has to go to Shaoxing city to do business?

Meng Ping was embarrassed and smiled.

Chen Yaqin said seriously, yes, he came to find culture and dreams, but his dreams were broken.

Meng Ping couldn't help laughing.

My father was confused. Grandpa didn't hear clearly and asked, "What's broken?"

"Dream, dream when you sleep at night." Chen Yaqin said.

Grandpa shook his head, not understanding what it meant, but he said: "That thing is not worth a piece of copper. If it breaks, it will break."

Chen Yaqin and Meng Ping laughed.

Chen Yaqin's mother came over with a tray containing melon seeds, peanuts, and sesame candies. Chen Yaqin took it and placed it between herself and Meng Ping. At the same time, she used Ben's words to say something to her mother. He nodded and walked away.

After a while, she came over with a plate. Meng Ping saw that there was a plate of fennel beans in the plate. Chen Yaqin said to him, "Try it, we make it at home."

Meng Ping tasted it and found that it tasted better than the "Xianheng Hotel".

Chen Yaqin looked at him and smiled: "Did you hear the sound of broken dreams again?"

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