Baden-Württemberg is located in southwestern Germany, bordered by France to the west and Switzerland to the south.
The entire state is at the northern foot of the Alps, so Baden-Württemberg is bordered by the Neckar plain in the north, gradually upwards in the south, and the snow-capped Alps at the end.
The capital of Baden-Württemberg is Stuttgart, and Tübingen is forty kilometers south of Stuttgart.
More than 180 kilometers further south of Tübingen is the picturesque city of Zurich.
After crossing Zurich by road across the Alps, you arrive at Milan, Italy's fashion capital.
Tübingen is the capital of the administrative region of Tübingen under Baden-Württemberg, but there are almost no uninhabited areas in Germany, so Germany's 80 million people live quite scattered, even if Tübingen is a "city", there are only a pitiful 80,000 people.
No wonder some Chinese call it "Tucun".
What is even more unfortunate is that these more than 80,000 people are not all residents of Tübingen, and more than 20,000 of them are students from the universities of Tübingen from all over Germany and around the world.
Therefore, Tübingen is a very young city, despite being a city that has been established for more than 800 years, and many of the well-preserved buildings are even five or six hundred years old.
On the streets of this city, almost all of them are full of youthful youth.
On September 25, 2000, Wang Ai had already finished reporting at the University of Tübingen in Germany, and after meeting with Professor Schwarz, Leonie Hartmann, a master's student of Professor Schwarz, took Wang Ai to the leisurely streets of Tübingen, showing Wang Ai the way and taking Wang Ai around the teaching buildings and dormitories of the Department of Philosophy.
Anyway, the city is very small, about the size of a town in China.
Leonie Hartmann is a typical Germanic woman, with blond brown hair, tall figure, handsome and elegant appearance, very fond of laughter, and seems to be very curious about this junior brother from afar.
More than half of the conversation between the two was Leonie asking questions.
When passing by an important church, Leonie didn't mean to introduce at all but kept asking questions, Wang Ai finally interrupted helplessly: "Leonie, don't you think you should introduce me to St.
George's Church?"
I guess it's still a school classroom. ” In the second year of his two-year career in the National People's Congress in China, Wang Ai consciously strengthened his German learning, with Huang Xin, an undergraduate student majoring in German, Wang Ai's German has been able to be very proficient in conversation and writing after a year of study.
Leonie shrugged; "You already know it."
"Professor Schwartz asked you to give me a guide!"
"You're going to be living here for years."
Well, Wang Ai is helpless, as a stranger, he knows that what she said makes sense, but he is still willing to have someone introduce him, which will make him feel more at ease and strengthen his sense of belonging.
This elegant German girl put her arm around Wang Ai's shoulders: "Junior brother, let's go to dinner!"
” Under the bright September sun, Tübingen resembles a city of flowers.
Unlike the monotonous colors that are common in the Chinese countryside, this old city prefers to paint the colors of the buildings in a variety of colors.
The two followed the path of the city and crossed the small bridge over the Neckar, under which was a long island in the middle of the river, which was a park.
The channel is clearly widened.
The river flows slowly, and a young German man stands in a small boat with two spiky ends, holding the boat artemisia, carrying several tourists leisurely.
"There!"
Leonie suddenly pointed to a domed tower: "Hölderlin Tower!"
” Right on the bank of the river, the ordinary tower with a black conical roof and yellow cover is an allusion to the history of the University of Tübingen, the residence of the great German poet Hölderlin after middle age, and the beacon of German literature is such an ordinary building.
After crossing the Neckar River and walking into the small town of Tübingen, Leonie pointed to a Chinese restaurant not far in front of her and said happily: "Let's go, Chinese students, let's eat Chinese food!"
” "Nanjing Hotel?
Can I still eat Huaiyang food in Germany?
Wang Ai was a little interested.
When I was in China, I have been famous for the eight major cuisines for a long time, but unfortunately I have stayed in the north for a long time and have hardly tasted other cuisines, especially the Huaiyang cuisine with a light taste, which is said to be the best for health.
The two entered the restaurant, and Leonie skillfully ordered two fried noodles with shredded pork, a coo pork, a broccoli stir-fried beef, and a tomato soup.
After I finished clicking it, I remembered that there was a pure Chinese on the other side......
"It's okay, it's okay, it's up to the host."
Wang Ai waved his hand generously, and at the same time muttered in his heart, fried noodles are easy to say, but is this dish Jinling cuisine?
Guyu pork seems to be Cantonese cuisine, and as for broccoli fried beef, I haven't heard of it.
Not much, three dishes and fried noodles came.
Wang Ai took a few bites with chopsticks and put them on his plate, and tasted it: Eh, it tastes good!
Very familiar feeling!
After walking for a long time, Wang Ai was also a little hungry, and after eating for a long time, he suddenly felt that something was wrong!
I'm a Northeasterner, how can I eat Jinling cuisine and get a familiar feeling?
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Northeast people are salty, Jiangsu cuisine is sweet, and at the same time very light, these dishes are suitable for my taste, which is not right!
Also, this bowl of red is "tomato soup"?
Wang Ai tasted it: Ma Dan, isn't this just ketchup soaked in boiling water!
"How?
This is the most authentic Chinese restaurant in the city!
Leonie said excitedly.
Wang Ai looked around, the decoration did have a little Chinese flavor, carved beams and paintings, small bridges and flowing water, signboards everywhere, and even the waiters were Chinese.
But this dish, anyway, tastes quite in line with the taste of a Northeasterner, but authenticity is definitely not talked about.
"I think it's okay, it's very delicious."
Wang Ai replied.
"Delicious, isn't it?
But, not authentic?
Leonie was keenly aware of Wang Ai's unfinished intentions.
Wang Ai took a sip of "tomato sauce soup" and nodded: "China has eight major cuisines, and China's area is as large as that of Europe combined, so the flavor of each local cuisine is much different, just like the difference between German cuisine and French, British, and Italian cuisine."
I am from Northeast China, the area of Northeast China is more than twice the size of Germany, but the latitude is about the same, so I eat German food very smoothly, such as pork, sausages, sauerkraut, vermicelli, you Germans love to eat, Northeast people also love to eat.
But as for Northeast cuisine, it is not enough for the eight major cuisines.
The restaurant we came to today should be Jiangsu cuisine, called Su cuisine, and the taste and dishes should not be like this.
So, you can think that this Chinese restaurant sells Chinese food, but it is not authentic. ” "Germany is so small?"
Leonie said in surprise as she touched her left thumb and forefinger flexibly.
Wang Ai slapped his forehead and muttered: "This German girl, what are you listening to?"
” "Tease you, you Chinese kid!"
Leonie laughed and pointed at the stunned Wang Ai.
German girl VS Chinese child, very symmetrical, isn't it?
But the question is, how did Leonie understand Wang Ai?
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