Because I had to continue working the next day, and more importantly, I needed to hurry up the store to find the store. After a while, Kang Lixin and the others said goodbye and left soon. Wang Yiyuan still stayed.

Wang Yiyuan looked at the time and it was less than nine o'clock, so he suggested that the three of them go out to take a walk on Qibao Old Street not far away and take a look.

Du Jianfeng stood up, moved a few times, patted his bloated belly, and said, OK, we have to go out for a walk and digest it by the way.

The three of them came out of the hotel and turned from Xinzhen Road to Fuqiang Street. In the middle of the intersection, there was a tall antique archway, and next to the archway was a huge Qibao Old Street poster, with an advertising slogan on it, "Look at Pudong for ten years, see the Bund for a hundred years, and see the Seven Treasures for a thousand years."

Ren Xueming smiled and said, "It is logical that the design of this poster is still very good, but the slogan of this promotion is a bit exaggerated." He said that I have been to Qibao Ancient Town many times. If it is to be paralleled with Pudong and the Bund, it will seem like a bit of a hot topic. I think no matter which aspect is compared, this sentence still seems to have a little bit bigger tone."

Du Jianfeng said, I think the same is true. If you want to talk about the thousand-year-old ancient town, in Shanghai or around Shanghai, aren’t there many that are relatively complete?

He smiled and said, "Haha, let alone Wuzhen in Zhouzhuang, but Zhujiajiao in Qingpu alone is more representative than this Qibao Ancient Town. The biggest feature of Qibao Ancient Town is that it is more close to the city, and it is more convenient to come and go."

Wang Yiyuan smiled and said, "Haha, you two, we are here to go out for a walk, so don't be so pedantic. Is it fun to get stuck in the end with a stick?

He smiled and said, "Besides, this is just a promotional method for other people's scenic spots. I think there is no big problem for them to advertise like this. Why do you have to admit it? This is not something you can do archaeology and argumentation."

Ren Xueming raised his glasses and said, "Haha, Xiao Wang is right. We just come here to have fun. If we wear these picky tinted glasses, it will not only affect our mood, but also make it difficult to play."

Walking along Fuqiang Street not far, you will reach the core area of ​​Qibao Old Street. At this time, the temperature is obviously not as hot as the daytime, and many people take this opportunity to come out to enjoy the cool breeze, so there are still many tourists on the old street, which is as loud as ever.

Qibao Old Street was formed from the Han Dynasty, developed by the early Song Dynasty, flourished in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and has a history of more than a thousand years. The entire old street is bounded by Puhuitang Bridge across the river, divided into two parts, the South Street is mainly special snacks, and the North Street is mainly tourist crafts, antiques, calligraphy and paintings. The whole street is quaint and has become a prosperous street market integrating leisure, tourism and shopping.

At the entrance of the Old Street Square, a tall stone archway stands in the middle, with four big characters written on it, "Qibao Old Street", which looks particularly thick and powerful under the clever lights. The entire archway has a very historical heavy and ritual sense of form.

There are four stone pillars on both sides of the archway, each with an inscription on it, which is connected to four sentences. The long street also brings the Song Dynasty rain, and the alley is still heard of the Daming bell, flying gaze and connecting Puxi for ten miles, and the city sounds sing the golden rooster for thousands of years.

Ren Xueming looked around these four stone pillars carefully and said, "Every time I come to the old street, I will read these inscriptions one by one. Haha, they are all rare treasures. These inscriptions not only highlight the survival value of Qibao Old Street, but also the natural resources and cultural heritage of Qibao Old Street.

When you walk into North Street, it is full of bluestone streets. When people walk on it, they feel a little uneven. The street is very narrow, and an adult can reach the houses on the roadside with his arms stretched out.

The old street is small, but there are many people coming, and it is always crowded. Although it is night now, it is still bustling with tourists.

Du Jianfeng said that this is already great now. If it is a few hundred meters long street, people are surrounded by people and crowded with people, they have to move forward. Haha, it is what we often call "seeing the sea".

The shops sell handicrafts that are often seen at tourist sites. The three of them have no interest in these things. Walking out this long shop street that is hundreds of meters long, you will reach the core of the scenic area, the most famous Tangqiao, Qibao Old Street.

Tangqiao is a three-hole stone bridge that has experienced four or five hundred years of vicissitudes. There are many people on the bridge. The three of them stand on this Puhuitang Bridge in the Ming Dynasty. Looking around, against the backdrop of various wonderful combinations of colorful lights, the entire ancient town is like a pocket-sized version of the Jiangnan water town. The small bridge flows water, the wine flag is in the wind, and people come and go, which is very lively.

The three of them found a free place and sat on the pond bridge while enjoying the night view.

Generally speaking, the ancient towns in the water towns in Jiangnan seem to have spirit and vitality, and the charm and complex of Jiangnan as long as they have stone bridges and streams.

Wang Yiyuan looked down at the Puhuitang River quietly flowing under the stone bridge and the water waves with fine lines. He could even feel the three holes trembling slightly in the water waves, and the pink walls and black tiles reflected into the water were flowing together.

He suddenly thought to himself that the river water flowing eastward from the Puhuitang River under his feet may be the evolution of history from the top, but isn’t it a kind of inheritance of the times?

Turning around to the South Street, I saw a crowd of people, as if on the streets, I saw shaking heads. The noisy voices, mixed with oil smoke, spicy and fishy smells, spread from the narrow streets to the low eaves of green brick and green tiled houses on both sides of the old street, flew into the air, scattered in all directions.

As a South Street in Shanghai, which is famous for its delicious food, from local specialty snacks to foreign snacks, from century-old restaurants to new restaurants, they all sell various specialty snacks, and they also sell snacks from all over the country.

There are so many snacks on this old street that it is "difficult". Begonia cake, stinky tofu, rice cake, Qibao square cake, Qibao mutton, grass-head cake, dragon roe crab roe soup bun, osmanthus lotus root powder round, Qibao Old Street turban, mixed grain crispy cake, banana bamboo... It's all in one place, mixed with the strong fragrance of stinky tofu, even the air is so sweet.

The three of them sat on the bridge for only a short time. The fragrance of the air aroused their appetite again, making them unable to help but stand up and follow the flow of people to walk into South Street. Although they were not very hungry, they also had the urge to take a look and taste the delicious food.
Chapter completed!