Kashgar impressed me the most is the front of the mosque the night market. In mid-July of that year came to Kashi, the temperature is high, but because dry, do not feel was particularly painful. The sun will probably have to wait until 8-9 o'clock in the Si Si Ran down the mountain, one night's activities, but also go out to more than 10 minutes after the start. At that time, I am most gratified arrangement is for the evening, hire a donkey cart, casual stroll around the edge of the town. accompanied by the Ya-Ya's donkey children hoarse voice, face to face in all directions from a picture of unfamiliar faces, all came to a slightly surprised and completely well-intentioned greetings.
Canopy to be sagging, heat fading, I will put aside his donkey cart, stroll the square tap into the crowd. At this time, daytime air Ruo Ruo-square has been filled with many kinds of street vendors, selling commodities, selling hand - Crafts, selling snacks and so forth. I am most interested are those that had stalls selling snacks. In fact, snack stalls, said to be not entirely correct, because there is not just selling snacks, such as hand pilaf, noodles, and burning mutton, baked, and so on, are sufficient cause for a hearty meal. Each evening, I stood before a different grilled fish stall, pick 1-2 of the elbow-long fish, enjoy the stall owners used their Gexinggese food cooked the way, and I, on the noisy voice, fragrance overflowing environment, to enjoy the warm of my dinner. eat it, I still love the square where Hai stroll, enjoy a wide range of characteristics of fruit, such as melon, fig, pear, grapes and the like, there are many different varieties, enough to try day by day. However, I have always kept in mind is the most amazing honey Square, where water ice! the ice on the only just a little honey mixed with ice, but it is thoroughly cold bleeding heart! According to the stall that the secret lies in the ice pick, a good ice must be in the middle of winter when the bottom of the valley in the mountains, taken out of the big blocks of ice with a donkey cart transported back to storage in the basement until after the winter's most used, so that the flavor of the ice we go. No wonder all the time to eat this ice which often feels that there are some unknown mixture of immortality miles.
Author: yatyat
