第二只狐狸雨巷里的食客广州这个城市每到秋雨时节,总是容易被朦胧的细雨缠绵着让人分不清方向。夜晚的雨巷在淅淅沥沥的雨声中并不嘈杂,偶有往来的行人路过,却依然没有破坏那给人以冷清安静的印象。雨巷的一头,有一家老字号的面店。铺面不大,靠着炉火的墙壁已经被熏得焦黑一片,但锅碗瓢盆倒是刷得锃亮,老板熟练地用大勺兜了面条下锅抄水,手腕有节奏地轻轻抖着,猪杂被扔下之后飞快地翻滚着,装上碗的时候肉 The second fox Rain Lane diners Guangzhou city every autumn season, always easy to be misty rain lingering people indistinguishable direction. Evening rainy lane in the patter of rain is not noisy, occasionally passing pedestrians, but still did not destroy that gives the impression of quiet and quiet. Rain Lane at the end, there is an old noodle shop. Shop is not large, relying on the walls of the fire has been smoked a coke, but the pots and pans but brushed down brilliantly, the boss proficient with a ladle pocket noodles copy of the water, the wrist rhythmically gently shaking, Pig swirling fast after being thrown off, filling the bowl with meat