At 5:13, the sacred and solemn moment has arrived.
People¡¯s eyes turned to the Jinshui Bridge not far from Yi Xiaohai and the others.
A total of 36 national flag guard soldiers, including one flag bearer, two flag protectors, one police officer leading the team, and 32 members of the honor guard, walked out neatly from the arched gate in the center of Tiananmen and stepped onto the Jinshui Bridge.
The military band played the music "Ode to the Motherland", and the escort walked through Chang'an Street to the flag-raising platform in Tiananmen Square amid the sound of music.
Walking forward from Jinshui Bridge to the flagpole fence, the number of steps is exactly 138, and the steps are uniform and precise.
At 6:17, the music "March of the Volunteers" sounded.
When the first note of the music sounded, the command "Salute" also sounded.
Almost at the same time, the flag bearer unfolded the flag and threw it out, the flag raiser pressed the button, and the escort members performed a gun salute without any pause.
At 2 minutes and 07 seconds, the last note of the national anthem ended, and the national flag reached the top of the flagpole on time;
At the same time, the "Ceremony End" command sounded, and the 36 national flag guards put down their guns
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Students in China, from primary school to middle school, have to hold a flag-raising ceremony every day. Many people feel that the flag-raising ceremony is like a task. They have to go to the playground on time every day, and then go back to continue studying after raising the flag.
But in Tiananmen, in that atmosphere, hearing the sonorous and powerful steps and seeing the five-element red flag rising slowly on the square under the escort of 36 soldiers, everyone will feel a sense of pride.
Zi Muyu came out of the square, she was still very excited and her face was red.
"Would you like to have breakfast or go back to the hotel and sleep for a while?"
"Let's have breakfast"
Zi Muyu is still in a state of excitement and can't sleep even after returning to the hotel.
"Then let's go have some authentic Yanjing breakfast"
If you want to understand the history of a city, the best place is the museum. If you want to understand the culture of a city, go to the alleys.
The Hutongs of Yanjing are not only where the native Yanjing people live, but also an important stage for the development and evolution of Yanjing¡¯s history and culture.
Yi Xiaohai took Zi Muyu into Dongjiao Min Lane and found a breakfast shop in the alley.
It was not yet six o'clock, and there was no one in the breakfast shop. The boss was frying fried dough sticks, and the wife of the boss came over and wiped the table for them.
"You three, what would you like to eat" The landlady was very enthusiastic. Before Yi Xiaohai could ask, she started to tell her what to eat in the store: "Our store is not big, but it has a complete breakfast, including haggis soup, sesame seed cakes, fried dough sticks, and fried dumplings." , fried cakes, sugar pancakes, tofu curd, pimple soup, wontons, pork and green onion buns"
"Mrs. Boss, you have quite a lot of stuff at home"
"Our store is close to Tiananmen Square. In the morning, many people came to have breakfast after watching the flag raising. You came early. If it had been a while, there might not be room to do it"
Dongjiao Minxiang is indeed very close to Tiananmen Square. There should be a lot of tourists visiting here. No wonder there are so many varieties of small shops. It is probably because of the tourists.
"What do you want to eat"
Zi Muyu said: "Just order it"
Wang Zaishi was pulled down by Yi Xiaohai and felt a little embarrassed: "I can eat anything"
"Boss, please bring three copies of everything at home"
The landlady is a real person and was shocked by Yi Xiaohai's ordering method: "You ordered too much and you can't finish it"
"It's okay, my brother and I can eat it, but this may not be enough" Yi Xiaohai suddenly asked the boss lady: "Boss boss, do you have soybean juice and charcoal rings?"
"You are outsiders, so Douzhi will not be served to you"
Yi Xiaohai grinned meaningfully: "Bean juice is also served, but just two portions will be enough"
The landlady glanced at Yi Xiaohai, smiled and went to prepare things without saying anything.
When breakfast was served, Zi Muyu looked at the table full of food and didn¡¯t know which one to start with.
"You don't have a big appetite, so you can try each one. If you can't finish the rest, I'll be with you, Brother Shi"
Yi Xiaohai tore a small half of the mutton stuffed buns into pieces and gave it to Zimu, saying: "Tofu curd and stir-fried buns are a perfect match"
The landlady brought the food over. When she heard Yi Xiaohai¡¯s words, she gave him a thumbs up: ¡°This boss is an expert and knows our old Yanjing very well¡±
Zi Muyu listened to Yi Xiaohai and took a small bite of the fire-roasted pork belly. It was crispy and salty, and paired with a bite of spicy tofu curd, it tasted delicious.??
Yi Xiaohai tore some of each of the sugar pancakes and fried cakes for her to taste, and the rest went into Yi Xiaohai's stomach.
The landlady is also a wonderful person. She served all the food. When she saw that Yi Xiaohai and the others had almost eaten, she served the bean juice, and the portions were not much
Yi Xiaohai poured out more than half of the bean juice, and pushed the rest to Zimuyu: "I specially ordered this bean juice for you two. With the burnt rings, that's the taste of the morning in old Yanjing"
Wang Zaishi had previously observed that something was wrong when the boss lady was talking to Yi Xiaohai, and he had some understanding of Yi Xiaohai's character. He was definitely very immature at times, so he chose to wait and see when he smelled the bean juice.
Zi Muyu held up the bowl and smelled the rancid smell of the bean juice. She was a little unsure: "Is the bean juice bad?"
Yi Xiaohai shook his head: "Bean juice is like stinky tofu. It smells bad but tastes delicious"
Zi Muyu also seemed to feel something was wrong. She asked Yi Xiaohai doubtfully: "Why don't you drink?"
"I ate too much. If you don't believe it, I'll drink with you"
Zi Muyu felt that Yi Xiaohai would not harm her, so she put the bowl to her mouth doubtfully.
Yi Xiaohai looked at her cautious look and held back his laughter.
Zi Muyu curiously took a sip. The moment the bean juice entered her mouth, her face changed and she spat it out.
It is astringent, bitter, and has a rancid smell, just like taking a sip of a drink that has been stored for a long time and has gone bad, or it can be said that it is like drinking swill.
The landlady knew this would happen a long time ago. She had already prepared a glass of warm water and handed it to Zimuyu: "Hurry up and rinse your mouth"
Zi Muyu asked the landlady uncertainly: "Isn't this broken"
¡°You don¡¯t understand, most people who are not from Yanjing can¡¯t get used to this taste¡±
"Hahaha¡¡"
Zi Muyu frowned, her facial features twisted together, and Yi Xiaohai couldn't help laughing anymore: "Your expression is exactly the same as my reaction to drinking soy juice for the first time hahaha"
It was only then that Zi Muyu realized that she had been tricked by Yi Xiaohai. She stepped on the instep of Yi Xiaohai angrily, and Yi Xiaohai's face immediately turned the color of pig liver.
No one sympathized with him. Even Wang Zaishi felt that he should have stepped harder. He almost fell into Yi Xiaohai's trap