Every detail of life is quietly reminding people who live seriously: Adults, the times have changed.
Reminding the traveler is the only congestion long holiday; the one who likes to eat the soil is the money when the holiday wishes relatives and friends; but the awakening of the new day is definitely no longer the yearning for breakfast.
(Digression: Blessings to friends and relatives are embodied as molecular money, but instead put the blessing into a painful situation of eating soil, I don't know if it is his own tragedy or the tragedy of his friends!) ）
In this era of technology-covered rush to cyberspace, there are still traces of the primitive low-magic world. Colleagues from Wuhan chanted the mantra of "live well too early, no worries for a day" and swallowed a bowl of hot dry noodles, hoping to add blue buff to themselves and replenish the MP that they were about to consume in the day.
To gain energy and hope for a bowl of "Kaifeng dish" secretly made hot dry noodles is tantamount to smearing the pancake fruit with tomato sauce and chicken steak on the Tianjin people Amway, dooming yuanmu to ask for fish without results.
Never believe a breakfast far away from the breakfast stall, Mord soul infusion
Away from the breakfast stall of the breakfast Mode soul (excluding the "dream of the old mother's busy kitchen"), in the convenience store downstairs of the office building, a bite of a bun that has just been made half a month ago, there is always an illusion of chewing fiber paper products.
A few years ago, whenever I wanted to write about the difference between the north and the south, I had to give an example of the "salty and sweet tofu brain dispute" problem, which has long since disappeared a little splash, and the degradation of the breakfast business has directly cleaned the tofu brain out of the historical stage of the Internet.
After all, the tofu brain can not be turned into a heated and ready-to-eat industrial products, and in the breakfast stall that can be eaten, the stall owners are more concerned about how to make more money than the problem of whether the tofu brain is sweet or salty.
If the 24-hour convenience store is a warm light in the city at night, the breakfast stall on the side of the road is the fireworks that blend into the blood of the city.
Oil cakes in Beijing, intestinal noodles in Guangzhou, peppery soup in Xi'an, oil towers in Urumqi, oil tea in Chongqing, beef noodles in Lanzhou... Breakfast is a kind of imprint that life gives to the city. Only nowadays, the visibility of breakfast stalls that carry the imprint of life is getting lower and lower.
The drifting away of young people and breakfast stalls in big cities, like the gradual flattening of love until it is over, can only be said that both sides have responsibilities.
Sit back and have a lazy and laid-back breakfast? In this nine-inch concrete forest, which is nine inches of land and gold, it is too luxurious for time and space.
There is no room for breakfast stalls and convenience stores next to the office building
I don't know which old saying that "breakfast should be eaten like an emperor", and the king can "warm the spring supper in the hibiscus tent, and the greedy joy is not early", but the late arrival of the workers is deducted.
As for whether to get up 20 minutes early to stuff a drawer of hot dumplings, or to lie flat on the bed for a little longer, the comrades made the account clear. After all, the convenience store downstairs of the company can also fill the stomach, and sleeping more can really give an extra life.
As for getting up early and going to bed early? There will be no more than 25 hours in a day, it is impossible to get up early, and it is even more impossible to go to bed early in this life.
At the beginning of the new century, simple breakfast stalls, folding small square tables and rickety plastic stools supported by sitting up, piping hot oil pots sitting on the stove transformed from gasoline barrels, no one cares whether the oil in the pot is changed every day; pickles are free, soy milk and tofu brains are bowls, the amount is large and sufficient; various flavors of porridge are packed in large insulated barrels, and the thickness of a bowl can top three bowls; diners are fighting together in pairs, and the mouth of the pot has been smoking fireworks.
When the working hours changed from 8:00 stipulated by the unit to 9:00 set by the company, the time for breakfast did not become abundant, and the time to get up became later and later, perhaps this is the difference between leaving work at 5:00 pm and punching in at 21:00 pm.
The adjustment of working hours and the gradual enrichment of night life subtly affect the laws of life and cultural concepts.
Eating breakfast has changed from "the most important meal" and "leisurely moment" to "not eating breakfast is a very hip-hop thing".
Efficiency and standardization have become the main themes of life, and the slightly messy breakfast stalls have also been replaced by standard breakfast carts.
At the entrance of the subway station, in front of the office building, the breakfast experience of "sitting down and eating" has become a "pick up and go" national premature. The 6-square-meter breakfast car has a dry kun, not only "with its own water and electricity, water and garbage disposal measures, but also can make breakfast on the spot." ”
(Picture from Beijing News)
In those years, the burger sandwich was not artificial meat, the unstable compounds excreted by Xiang and the advanced animals did not intersect, and the breakfast and the pot gas remained in contact, and were not dominated by the cold chain.
"Life is changing all the time, and only three events are stable for me. Technology continues to advance, hair continues to decrease, and breakfast is more difficult to eat. A senior programmer colleague threw away the comb in his hand and took a bite of the bun in his hand while learning a new programming language.
"I'm used to not having stuffing in my first bite, but it's not right that the dough is so unpalatable." No pot gas breakfast Morde soul! ”
Steaming, hot, shouting and smashing, no more than the usual moment, for this morning is a little extravagant. Whether the tube is freshly handmade or freshly heated frozen food, as long as it meets the function of filling the stomach, it seems to make no difference.
Pyrotechnics are virtual and do not need to be grasped. Maybe we don't have to wait for retirement, a cup of hot coffee and a koan, has already blurred the impression of bun fritters tofu brain.
The disappearance of plastic stools and fritters tofu brain sounds a bit sad, but it is harmless and elegant, and it is only a microcosm of the development of the times.
Author 丨 melon
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