Qin Feng said it was right. It was really lively outside today. The main street was blocked by officers and soldiers. I heard that I would like to welcome guests from the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In the small streets and alleys on both sides, there were crowds of people, and the stalls were so lively that it was no longer lively.
Before going out, Xiaoman took a piece of Ropa with half of her face so as not to be watched randomly on the crowded street.
As soon as he went out on the street, Qin Feng held her hand, and in the unique earthy buildings, amid the playful sounds of men and women, he was skillfully and familiarly shuttled through.
"Are you going to take me there?" Xiaoman finally couldn't help but ask in curiosity in his heart.
"Current" Qin Feng turned around and said
The market, as the name suggests, is a place where small stalls gather, and it is a snack stall
When I think of local snacks, Xiaoman's stomach worms start to squirm
From Earth to Nebula Continent, she is the kind of owner who loves street stalls to death. She always feels that the food is too delicate, and it is used to show off rather than eat it.
As soon as I entered the market, Xiaoman was attracted by an aunt selling cakes.
The flat and round stove in front of the aunt is exactly the same as the one selling Shandong grain cakes on the street in the morning
And the method is like Shandong grain cake
At this moment, the aunt was scooping up a spoonful of batter, spread it onto a flat, hot iron stove, and then quickly shoveled it with a shovel and flipped it around.
Then put chopped green onion, garlic paste, and hot sauce on it
Finally, wrap a green onion and hand it to the customer
Xiaoman felt aroused, remembering that the earth was covered with fried dough sticks, shortbread, or Shuanghui ham sausage. Is this pack of green onions delicious?
She didn't know, but she was very curious, so she couldn't help but pull Qin Feng's hand, pointing to the stall selling mixed grain cakes, and said, "I want to eat that."
"Scallion and grain cake?" Qin Feng frowned slightly and said, "That tastes very strong, I'm afraid you won't be able to eat it."
"I just like something delicious!" Xiaoman insisted
"Okay, go and try it, but I'll explain in advance that you are not allowed to waste food..."
Before Qin Feng could finish his words, Xiaoman jumped to the stall like a rabbit, and said to the aunt, "Auntie, I want a pancake with green onion and grains."
The aunt smiled slightly and shouted loudly: "Okay, a green onion and grain cake."