China is truly a land of contrasts. The buildings are tall, the cars are sleek, the number of billionaires rank second in the world and yet people hang out their underwear to dry on a street when it's sunny. It is odd and embarrassing yet kind of sweet and nostalgic.
Big zhongzi, glutinous rice dumplings, were only RMB2 to 2.50 each (RM1/USD0.30).
I stopped by a grocers and bought my Hub's favorite daediao bing, seaweed biscuits and chung you bing, spring onions biscuits.
Frozen fish. I wonder how they taste.
The market was 15 minutes' walk away and therefore very convenient for me. I bought a bit of everything, from veggies I've never seen before to goutie wrappers to glutinous rice sticks, for my in-laws.
Cutting glutinous rice cakes. The fresh wheat noodles smelt heavenly.
These are wheat flour wrappers for making Shanghainese wontons. They are eggless and mu! ch thick er than Cantonese wontons.
A tea stall.
Dried chrysanthemum buds.
I packed everything into a cardbox board because it's light.
We were ushered out of the door by Douma (oldest aunty, who's 89) who was worried that we'd miss our flight.At the exit of theshikumen, I saw a lady cook lunch, her stove and condiments placed on benches. She was frying bell peppers with chicken and it smelt awesome. As I stopped to take photos, she said to me, "You take my photos, you must try my food!" I was delighted to and about to take up her offer when Hub yelled at me from the cab and gave me a I-can't-believe-you'd-do-that look. Xiao shushu (youngest uncle, who's 82) and Douma were equally impatient (or disgusted) with me and led me away while ! the gawk ers on the street laughed at me.
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