Upstarts and poor settlers

The Yangtze River Delta Symposium attracted a lot of attention, and countless media rushed to report on it. Shanghai has been really busy for a while.

But for Shanghai, the moment Nanjing left, the meeting was over.

Fortunately, the Shanghai Cooperation Organization summit held in Qingdao filled his emptiness at the right time, so that he would not be at a loss like a young boy, struggling in unpredictable emotional trends.

Although the Shanghai Cooperation Summit was not hosted by him this time, he still put his name on it, and created a so-called "Shanghai Spirit". It didn't cost a penny but attracted enough attention. Qingdao, which spent 5 million yuan to organize a fireworks show Very upset.

As soon as the summit was over and he was free, Shanghai inquired a little about Nanjing's whereabouts today. It turned out that he was either busy with propaganda of ideological emancipation, or he was busy attracting investment and developing industries. Watching the news, it seems that he has recently been interested in new energy vehicles. Great interest, just created a unicorn, secretary and mayor all kinds of praise.

It seems that the previous visit did not have any impact on Nanjing, on the contrary, Nanjing seemed to be more aggressive.

Shanghai smiled and decided to go to Nanjing for a vacation.

In fact, Nanjing is no stranger to many Shanghainese, especially the stretch of vegetation in the Zhongshan Scenic Area, which once made the residents of a super-large international metropolis extremely envious.After getting off the high-speed train in Shanghai, as soon as I got out of Nanjing Station, I saw Xuanwu Lake and the most beautiful skyline of Nanjing.

After taking a taxi, the driver was extremely enthusiastic, and the first thing he said was, "You look so foreign, are you from South Jiangsu?"

Shanghai smiled, "Shanghai people."

The driver didn't know whether it was a sincere compliment or a sarcasm, "That's no wonder, I've seen all Chinese tourists, and you are the most foreign-looking. How do you say that, Ala Haining, yes?"

"Haha, in fact, I think Nanjing is also quite good, with a great atmosphere."

"Big radish, shit. By the way, you just said you were going to Xinjiekou? It's extremely congested at this time, are you sure?" The driver flicked his tail handsomely, which attracted a series of pedestrians on the road. The rant at the end.

Shanghai looked out the window, "I want to eat belly noodles and chop a duck."

"Oh, skin belly noodles, Xiang Ji is enough to deal with outsiders. Xiang Ji is in Mingwalang. There may not be a good roast duck restaurant there. In this way, I will take you to the Red Temple to chop the duck first, and then you Navigate by yourself, take the duck to Mingwalang to find Xiangji, okay?"

Listening to his tone, Shanghai estimated that the distance between the two places is not far, so he agreed.

So half an hour later, he was wearing a tailored suit, holding an iPhone X in his left hand, and a freshly baked roast duck in his right hand. He was walking in the alleys hidden by tall buildings at a loss, attracting countless probing eyes from the elders and aunts around him. .

After finally navigating to Xiangji, there was a huge crowd of people inside. The boss asked him to sit on a small table outside. The person who shared the table with him seemed to be a middle school student. .

Shanghai closed its eyes in despair, thinking that the people of Nanjing, like Nanjing itself, live too carelessly.

"No. 101, No. 101!" The aunt with an obvious Jianghuai Mandarin accent looked around, and Shanghai hurriedly raised her hand, "Mine."

The aunt put the face in front of him heavily, and then took the number plate away. The whole process took less than 1 second.

The broken heart in Shanghai calmed down after the first mouthful of noodles—the soup was simple and crude but hidden, the toppings were large and rough but all-encompassing, the seasoning seemed random but ingenious, and more importantly, a bowl of belly The amount of noodles is at least equal to two bowls of Benbang noodles in Shanghai and Suzhou.

All in all, this side looks very much like Nanjing himself.

He sighed while eating, the middle school student across from him looked at him several times, and finally left in a hurry, obviously treating him as a psychopath.Shanghai also maintained its reserved and elegant nature regardless of the wolf-hungry behavior of the Nanjing people around it. In the end, he turned the table again, and he only ate half of it.

"Boss, Six Fresh Small Patties."

Shanghai suddenly raised its head—Nanjing stood in front of the cashier in an old-fashioned shirt, big pants, and flip flops, holding a box of pot stickers from nearby Qijiawan in his hand.

Perhaps it was because of a tacit understanding, or perhaps because his gaze was too hot, Nanjing suddenly turned his head, and the moment he caught a glimpse of him, his face was filled with astonishment, "When did you come?"

Shanghai raised his eyebrows and smiled, pointing to the roast duck in front of him with his chopsticks, "I just bought it at the Red Temple, do you want to eat it together?"

At this time, the surprise in Nanjing had long since disappeared. He stepped over various small benches and sat down opposite Shanghai, and opened the packing box of the pot stickers. It's my fault."

"Hey," Shanghai shook his head, "You can't say that. I guess your pot stickers cost only a dozen yuan, but my roast duck costs tens of yuan. According to the market price, I'm still at a loss."

"Every penny counts, as long as you are promising."

Shanghai curled his lips, "Anyway, I'm famous all over the country for being stingy."

"Yeah, I still remember the joke in Suzhou. You took a hairy crab on the train and took eight pieces of your crab to eat. It turned out that you had already driven from Shanghai to Beijing, and your crab hadn't arrived yet." After eating, there are two legs left."

"Tch, this is about Suzhou himself, as if he is so generous." Shanghai snorted, "Besides, that's my fineness, what does it have to do with stinginess? Are they all like you chewing peonies and ruining things? ?”

Nanjing was not happy. "You have your Yangcheng Lake, and I have mine, Gucheng Lake. Whose hairy crabs are more expensive than others? Be careful, I will sue you for defamation."

The pot stickers are oily but not greasy, crispy and delicious. Shanghai can't help but bow its head and eat several.

Nanjing watched him eat, and said casually, "What's your business here this time?"

"It's not a business trip, a private business trip, don't be nervous."

Nanjing complained in his heart that if it was due to business, it would be fine to do business, then there was really no need to be nervous, with a smile on his face, "Do you want me to contact other brother cities in the province, you rarely come to our Jiangsu , I must do my best as a landlord to let you eat, drink and have fun. You are very familiar with Su Xi, and in fact Changzhou cuisine is also very good, do you want to try it?"

"Yes, you can consider it?" Shanghai turned his head, "But according to my itinerary, I have to stay in Nanjing for five days before I consider going to other places. Why, you don't plan to entertain me a little bit as a landlord? "

Nanjing looked at him expressionlessly, and Shanghai knew that he was deflated, so he slightly raised his chin at 45° to look at the sky, and at first glance he was a bright and sad handsome man.

Finally, Nanjing took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Where do you want to go? I will accompany you."

About the Nanjing dialect, search for what begins and what ends, and carved on the wall