In fact, the real king of the local breakfast table is the traditional "morning tea" - Camellia oleifera.

Oil is because the steamed buns used in oil tea are made from fried noodles. When stirred, the steamed buns will make a "chachacha" sound, so the pronunciation "cha" was used, and the name was chosen for the sake of sound and appearance.

Camellia oleifera.

When people here were young, because their parents were busy with work, they didn't have time to make breakfast for their juniors in the morning, so the children basically did it outside.

Camellia oleifera is what they eat the most. All the ingredients are placed directly where they can see them, so there is no need to worry about hygiene issues.

Soft and glutinous rice paste, crispy steamed buns, fried soybeans, and seasonings such as salt, monosodium glutamate, chili oil, green onions, coriander, etc. It is not only rich and full in color, but also generous in portion, perfect for breakfast.

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This kind of oil tea was once sold at roadside porridge stalls.

There are also stand-alone oil tea stalls that only need a table. Customers order, make it on site, put it in disposable bowls, and take it away.

Liu Qingshan took away several bowls. Along the way, he listened to the Chongqing dialect on the street and spoke the very down-to-earth common people's language, and he was always in a good mood.

"Don't panic, don't panic, come here one by one, here are your sauced pork buns and porridge, here are your fried dough sticks and soy milk, slow down, slow down, the oil tea will be splashed!"

"Hey, (this) glutinous rice dumpling and glutinous rice cake pieces are the same as each other. By the way, your Three Kingdoms (corner) cake is not old, so I will buy the rice cake (white).

Cake, ah, you don’t want it anymore?”

"Yeah, your baby has never been in hot pot today. Didn't your mother scold you?"

"Suffered

(Being) our grandpa, hey, Qiao Erwa's treasure dragon, he was frustrated and frustrated (stupid). If it hadn't been for him, I would have had a rough time with Camellia oleifera, but now, tsk, bean

All I can do is chew a piece of cake that no one wants."

"Hey, you idiot, don't rob me!"

Liu Qingshan couldn't understand most of these completely colloquial exchanges, so he casually grabbed a little girl who was following him to take pictures: "Do you still have the habit of eating hot pot early in the morning?"

After a moment of panic, the little girl tried to calm down and answered, but she didn't expect that she turned out to be a chatterbox. She opened her mouth and didn't listen for several minutes.

According to her, as early as the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, on the banks of the Jialing River in Chongqing, the extensive dining method of boat trackers at Chaotianmen and other docks was hot pot. After years of evolution, it has become a distinctive modern hot pot.

So people here started eating hot pot every day from morning to night, and it went on like this for many years.

However, due to such uninterrupted intake of foods high in oil, salt, calories and heavy flavors, many people have suffered from gastrointestinal discomfort and long-term physical discomfort, leading to a sharp decrease in people's sense of happiness.

As a result, a famous movement broke out - the anti-hotpot revolution, commonly known as the Chrysanthemum Liberation Movement.

After the revolution, many people removed hot pot from their breakfast menu, but there are still some old-school people who stick to their traditions.

These people are collectively known as the Morning Fire Party, and secretly they are also called the Jushuang Party.

This girl is a college student. There are many students in her school who live on campus. The school strictly prohibits students who live on campus from leaving the school. Breakfast is for convenience (convenience). In addition to the bread, cakes and beef in the canteen,

Milk, it’s hot pot.

Therefore, many students who live on campus will ask day students to help bring breakfast. A good person like her naturally becomes the best candidate for "takeaway boy".

Liu Qingshan looked at her carrying several kinds of breakfast in each hand, and asked if he wanted to send a car to take her there, but she decisively refused: "We turned two corners and arrived at the back door of the school. Girls are so early in the morning.

If someone gives it to you, it will be misunderstood!"

Liu Qingshan said happily: "I'm sorry, I didn't think well!"

The girl immediately blushed with embarrassment, "Many people say you don't have any celebrity airs, but it's true after seeing you today! So, can I ask you to sign your autograph?"

"Where to sign in? Your hands are both busy."

"here!"

Following the girl's gaze, Liu Qingshan understood the reason why the other party suddenly blushed: "If you sign it on your clothes, you won't be able to wash it in the future, otherwise it will be embarrassing if my signature is washed off!"

The girl laughed: "I really didn't plan to wash it. It's a bit cold in the morning and I'm pressed for time. What I'm wearing is my brother's school uniform, and he has two sets!"

Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded, holding the bag in his mouth, freeing one hand to find a pen on his body, and while signing, he asked: "What's your name?"

"Xue Yuqi, Yu from Yucheng, Qi from Sandianshui!"

After signing her name, Liu Qingshan waved goodbye to her, and Jin Xishan rushed over from behind, also carrying several bags in his hands.

"What are you talking about? Something very sexual so early in the morning?"

"People here actually eat hot pot for breakfast. I was curious, so I asked."

"Oh my God, I eat hot pot in the morning. Aren't you afraid of the greasiness?"

"They think this

It’s so convenient and shows respect for traditional culture!”

Talking all the way back to the previous youtiao stall, Taylor was sweating profusely and drinking peanut syrup, with half a fried dough stick in one hand.

But after seeing the two people bringing back a bunch of food, he decisively stuffed the fried dough sticks into Liu Qingshan's mouth.

This girl was very interested in the pumpkin cake Jin Xishan bought. She obviously liked the sweet and glutinous taste.

The white sand on the outside of the pumpkin cake is very fragrant, the pumpkin is very sweet and soft, fried to a crisp on the outside and crispy on the inside. Adding a cup of oil tea that is different from peanut pulp, Taylor said: "Wow, it's all delicious. It's another wonderful day."

Start!"

Liu Qingshan doesn't like sweets very much, so he ate red oil noodles and Yucheng noodles, which were heavy in taste and sprinkled with a lot of chili peppers, peppercorns, soy sauce, vinegar, chopped green onion and other ingredients.

"Why didn't we get a lot of attention this morning?" Taylor was still eating.

Jinxi Shanle said: "People are in a hurry, and most of them are middle-aged and primary school students. They are obviously worried about not being late!"

Jiang Qinqin just walked over and took over the conversation: "Our city in Chongqing is like this. Usually there are people who are interested in me, but when I go to the breakfast shop near my home in the morning, few people pay attention to me. Mainly because I go to work and go to school.

During this time when people get up in the morning, people are very nervous and come and go in a hurry!"

Liu Qingshan nodded, "People are under a lot of pressure nowadays, especially office workers. They are most afraid of being late in the morning, otherwise the whole day will be in vain! Students will also be punished for being late. How embarrassing!"

A few people chatted while eating, but gradually discovered that as the people on the street became more and more

The more people come, the more people pay attention to them.

Finally, people started to gather and left in a hurry. Chen Jianbin, who had drank a bowl of mutton soup from somewhere, also came over hurriedly: "Shanzi, Yintao seems to be surrounded by people!"

Liu Qingshan did not dare to neglect and immediately called Feng Anyan.

The other party's tone on the phone was very relaxed: "It doesn't matter much, a few old ladies surrounded her and were talking about the Legend of Zhen Huan. My people are watching here!"

"Is the cameraman here?"

"We are currently filming. Yin Tao seems to be very popular. An old lady even cried for her role!"

Liu Qingshan was a bit dumbfounded. Yin Tao's role in the play did not appear many times, and because of his weak character, he was framed to death early on.

Audiences who can pay attention to that small character are obviously true fans of that show.

"In this case, if she wants to chat, she can chat for a while. Baoqiang and Brother Hua are also here, right?"

"Baoqiang is accompanying her. Brother Hua drove out with Shengyang early in the morning. He didn't elaborate on the reason. It was probably because of the filming location at noon!"

"Okay, take someone to keep an eye on Sister Yintao and the others. We have to evacuate quickly! By the way, I just saw the sign of Dengying Beef at the supermarket door. If it's convenient, buy some. Spicy, spicy Senge.

They can’t enjoy it!”

The Tibetan lions' daily snack is this kind of shredded beef. The next trip will be bumpy, and it's really hard not to have this thing to comfort them.

Back at the hotel, Qu Xiangling, who was looking after the Tibetan lion, was being crawled over by several little guys, but her deterrence was far more effective than that of Jin Xishan.

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Even Senger, who has the most wild temperament, likes her massage very much and listens to her words. But as soon as they see Liu Qingshan, Tibetan lions of all sizes will abandon her immediately and flock to her.

Now Xue'er has fully recovered and has returned to her previous state of following Senger step by step.

Moreover, this guy has a very obvious bias towards his children. He always takes care of Simba first in almost everything he does, because he has the only blood inheritance among the five little ones.

Compared to Xue'er, Senge is much fairer, but it's not that he doesn't favor Simba, but that he doesn't care about all the little Tibetan lions, and his temperament is strangely indifferent.

But Liu Qingshan knew that this was definitely not because it did not care for its children, but that the sense of patriarchal supremacy in the Senge or Tibetan lion category was very obvious.

This kind of personality is very common in ordinary Tibetan Mastiffs, especially in Mastiff King.

However, Senger is very well-behaved towards Liu Qingshan. Not only will he rush up to him wagging his tail and make out with him immediately, but he will also help him do things like a pet dog, such as picking up slippers and other clingy "followers".

"Serve.

However, only he could let Senger expose the softest and most vulnerable parts like his belly, something even Qu Xiangling, who often massaged it, couldn't do.

After Liu Qingshan came in, he hugged Senge and lay on his back on the sofa, rubbing his belly with his hands.

Jin Xishan understands this situation best, because Liu Qingshan only shows laziness when he is in the most relaxed mood.

More often than not, my man is either immersed in writing or drawing, or his eyes are staring at a certain place in a daze, because he is too busy and needs to do something.

He has so much love that he stays up for several days and nights, which is gradually becoming his daily routine.
Chapter completed!