What do Chengdu people eat for breakfast?

Breakfast can best experience the temperament of a city, and breakfast in a city is the time of a city. This statement is obviously more suitable for cities like Guangzhou and Wuhan that have the habit of eating morning tea. The time and temperament of Chengdu are soaked in tea and scalded in hot pot. But breakfast in Chengdu also has its own unique flavor.

The breakfast of old Chengdu people starts with a pot of tea and a bowl of noodles. Dragon wonton soup in the 1970s only sold wonton soup, seafood noodles, sparerib noodles and three fresh noodles. When it was dawn, the master who pulled the tricycle had already lined up at the door of the Dragon Copy Hand. The people in the shop came, opened the door and started working on the stove. He stood in a row and consciously helped to remove the door panel and spread out the tables, chairs and benches.

A pot, 50-60 Jin of noodles at a time, the noodle-picking master on both sides of the pot, scooping soup with one noodle, the master who pulls three wheels naturally eats the first round, and the noodles are slightly hard. Then, some workers working in the factory came by bike, and the hardness of the noodles in the pot was just right. In the third round, it's probably the turn of an old man with a tea urn and a grandson.

Even now, many people in Chengdu still start their day with a bowl of noodles. There are many companies near Taisheng South Road, and this noodle restaurant has naturally become a place for office workers to have breakfast. A bowl of roast pork noodles is enough to overcome getting up. The stimulation and chicken blood feeling brought by the strong smell of heavy oil are incomparable to a cup of American coffee.

Noodle shop owners and diners come and go, and there is not much communication, but there is also a tacit understanding. The food cooked by the boss is delicious and the boss has a good temper. People who eat noodles are very clear. The boss still remembers the tastes of the guests and their practices. Forgot to bring money when you went out in a hurry? On the bill, come and eat together next time!

The premise of sitting down to eat noodles for breakfast is to get up at least twenty or thirty minutes in advance. For those who work at a critical moment, they prefer to have breakfast on the way to work.

The simplest fried dough sticks, steamed bread, steamed buns, soybean milk and porridge in plastic cups on roadside trolleys are enough to entertain these sleepy and tasteless people.

The breakfast opened by the convenience store downstairs in the office building makes the breakfast time for office workers fast and decent. A cup of hot soybean milk, a steamed stuffed bun with sauced meat and an egg, and a six-yuan set meal with high cost performance are the favorites of many office workers.

Girls can also have a cup of Guandong boiled, or a bottle of warm coffee with a sandwich. After a long time, it is inevitable to give birth to the superiority of CBD office workers.

In Chengdu, most people eat breakfast in a hurry, but some people put breakfast on socialization, happiness and sense of ceremony. For them, eating breakfast is like drinking afternoon tea. DIY at home is a route. Going out to eat and enjoying the morning sunshine, service and sense of ceremony is another choice that is more suitable for lazy people in Chengdu.

Wang Ying still remembers his first morning tea in Chengdu more than ten years ago. "On Sunday morning, my husband and I dated, and he took me to Ginkgo biloba opposite Jinjiang Hotel. I want to know why he invited me to that place and how expensive it is. " When barbecued pork buns, cream buns, gold, silver, garlic-flavored spareribs and boiled naked rice congee are eaten in the mouth, all the price-oriented psychology disappears.

This is the first time that Wang Ying has tasted this kind of taste. I've only seen eating morning tea in Hong Kong movies before. Those guangdong snacks are not only exquisitely handmade, but also quite exquisite and delicious. Since then, it has become the habit of Wang Ying's family to go to Ginkgo Restaurant for morning tea on weekends for many years.