Stetson once said that taste is difficult to remember, and you can only remember its full emotions and meanings when you smell it again.
For me, the town still has many flavors to remember.
Old Bank Strong and elegant fragrance located in the west of Chaoyang Bridge south, two-story small building. It used to be a bank, and later became a sugar, tobacco and liquor store. People are used to calling it the "old bank."
It was once the town's most luxurious place to spend around the 1970s. Luxury, not only is the place large, half of the counters are glass, and there are also cabinets and glass in the position against the wall; the goods are also different from other small shops. 2 cents a grain of milk candy is only there, 1 piece of 1 cent 8 pounds of wine, only there to sell, other small shops only 7 corners 8 pounds of dried potato wine. More different from small shops, here is not to sell and break up cigarettes one by one, to buy, you have to buy the whole bun; there is no salt and soy sauce to sell. On the glass shelves in the inner row, there are colorful bottles of wine all year round. The first time I knew about Riesling was in that shop — in fact, there were many other liquors that I didn't pay attention to, only the "Commander." There is also a sign with the words "local state-run" at the entrance of the store, which is also different from other small shops. The salesman there is also the head of our town.
There's something I can't afford, and I can't buy. But I especially like to go inside and see, smell, "spicy and spicy (dialect, too addictive)".
The taste there is different from other places – the aroma of wine mixed with sugar is unique in the town.
The acquisition station is mixed with the mint flavor of many other flavors. The acquisition station is located between Yongsheng Street and Xingnan Street. Cannot be written as a scrap recycle bin. Because there is not only the purchase of waste products, such as bones, toothpaste shells, etc., but also the purchase of some things that can become Chinese medicinal materials, such as turtle shells, zhi shells, etc., but also the purchase of locust leaves, neem fruit, but also because the purchase of peppermint oil here all year round constitutes a signature flavor of that place - a strong mint fragrance.
At that time, the amount of waste generated by families was not large. Many things are sent to the acquisition station after a long time at home, so the smell of the acquisition station is not bad. With the taste of peppermint oil covered up, there is nothing indecent.
Tang Siye's Ink Treasure (selected from the Internet)
Cultural shops Paper incense ink incense under the West Chaoyang Bridge, diagonally opposite the old bank. Here is a special clerk, Mr. Tang Xilao, a famous calligrapher who was called "four types of elements" at that time, and we called him "Tang Siye". Fourth Master Tang's writing is good, and the person who comes to the store to buy the pennant will ask him to write for him. Fourth Master Tang had a must, the pennant made of satin was spread flat on the counter face, and he could hang his wrist and dip the brush in yellow paint and write directly.
The cultural shop is where I like to hang out with each other. Loved the faint smell of lacquer and ink there. Strangely, the ink there is not smelly.
Xinhua Bookstore The incense of paper and the fragrance of ink - the unique smell of new books.
At that time, the town was only a bookstore. It is located on the head of the East Chaoyang Bridge. A small "Dongxing Street" separates the Post and Telecommunications Office from the Xinhua Bookstore. The Post and Telecommunications Bureau seems to be destined to be closely related to this Xinhua Bookstore: on the north side of the small street is the warehouse of the Post Office and the Xinhua Bookstore; the north wall of the bookstore is also the newspaper gallery of the Post Office.
In the bookstores of that year, there were not many varieties of books, and the beautiful binding was the works of Mao Zedong of The Mannleis, with at least two or three counters.
There will also be many scripts and main theme scores for model plays.
But those that are both unwanted and unthinkable. At that time, it was not open to sell books, and it was impossible to see books.
But there, you can smell, or feel, the fragrance of a book.
Anyway, children, not afraid of ugliness, not afraid of shame - anyway, no face, not only when people buy books, I will "pick up barley" next to them, but also dare to go to the warehouse next to the post office with a thick face, take advantage of the fact that people are not ready, take one or two books to read and turn over. He scolded me, and I walked away again.
Many years later, I can still remember the smell of the bookstore and the smell of the warehouse.
This is the score and script of the model play that I bought with the pocket money I saved, and I still treasure it.
Qiaonan Hotel and Yingchun Building Qiaonan Hotel is a popular old hotel. I have a memory of it during my two years of high school at Sheyang Middle School. Every day, in the morning, on the way to school, passing by the small riverside restaurant on the side of the bridge, what they can smell is a bad smell - they are preparing ingredients, especially in the "pork belly" and "pouring intestines", by the river, on the small bridge, it is all that indecent smell, the smell; at noon and at night, when I pass by from the county school, I smell all the oil and vegetable aroma, and also cooperate with the "squeaking" sound of stir-frying. Soon, on the other side of the river, another restaurant was opened, and most of the clerks were sent back to the city by Su Nanxia, both fried pancakes - which were not available in the previous town, and more mutton soup, which was the first place in the town to sell mutton, not used to the taste, often to avoid.
Perhaps, the old Sheyang people will mention the Chaoyang Hotel and the Sheyang Hotel. But at that time, where was the possibility of entering the restaurant? Chaoyang Hotel took the lead in selling cold drinks in the summer in Sheyang, and only went in with a few classmates to "consume" once on the eve of high school graduation. I don't remember it deeply.
Then the smell of the chemical plant was supposed to be in the late 1960s or early 1970s, and the taste of the town changed. It's called "The Taste Of Later"
First of all, in the east of the town, there is a pesticide factory, and from time to time there is the smell of "DDT (223 emulsion)". Then, to the west of the town, there was a fertilizer factory, and from time to time the smell of ammonia came out. Then there is the oleochemical plant, the taste of "furfural".
Later, the town no longer had its original taste.
Sounds from the town
Pull echo A sound similar to the whistle of a steam train. At that time, people called it "pulling hygiene". To this day, I don't know which factory the sound came from in the east, or whether it's a reminder that a time has come— usually around ten o'clock in the evening, or whether the safety raft is deflating.
As a child, I could hear it very rarely- when the child had not slept at eight o'clock at night, he would not be able to get it, let alone ten o'clock at night. Because it is heard occasionally, it leaves a rather terrifying impression, a bad memory.
Another sound similar to that is the sound that comes out of the ship's departure. At that time, the main way for people in the town to travel was by ship. I couldn't hear the whistle at the ship dock when the boat departed early— it was still asleep, and during the day, it didn't get noticed by us.
What remains in the memory is the sound of the city well in the town, the sound of the blacksmith shop, the bow of the Zhou family playing cotton, the sound of the white iron knocking on the south side of the old bank... There are impressions, or some shouting.
"Burn paper and fruit candy—" The voice was particularly sharp, like a female voice. The content of the call was not understood until after I worked. The sound came from a stall in front of the old Sheyang Shop in the north of the West Chaoyang Bridge. The seller was an old man, dressed in robes, guarding a small stall. The sound didn't exist after 1966. At the beginning of the Cultural Revolution, the four old ones were broken, and all the burned paper and tickets were not allowed to be sold.
"Rat poison, thousand-mile cat, rats can't run as soon as they eat—" Is also an old man, also north of the bridge. He picked up a bamboo stick on his shoulder and called all the way along the way. Someone was going to buy his rat poison, and he would take a small bag out of his pocket behind his back and give it to you. At that time, we liked to follow him and watch the dead rats of all sizes strung on his bamboo sticks.
"Sell big peppers—" That cry was mostly haimen accent. "Big pepper", is the chili sauce. The Haimen man, dressed in a long foot-length apron, shoulders a pair of burdens, and on one side is a wooden barrel with a lid, which contains red chili sauce. To this day, I still linger on that style of chili sauce, and in winter, I still like to eat beef slices with that hot sauce.
"Make up the pot ah------------ Most of the people who do this craft are Xinghua people. And for boat people. The burden they carry is that there is a small stove and a bellows. Make up pots, raw jars, curium bowls. In the past, as soon as the pot was repaired, we liked to run with it, and we would pull the bellows for him. This industry has long been extinct.
In addition, there are some special shouts that do not have to be heard by people.
Sugar change They change maltose. A pair of burdens, in front of which was sugar, and a few pieces of round cake-like malt candy were stacked. Someone bought candy, and he tapped a small iron rod on a long and wide iron knife, and the long slip of sugar was "made" down. People who buy sugar can buy sugar directly with money, but more often take the waste products in the home to exchange sugar. They put the scrap they had exchanged in the back basket.
They either beat a small gong or play a flute. Knocking on the small gong, very rhythmic, "Oh, oh, oh! It seems to be saying, "Sugar, sugar, sugar change!" Therefore, we also have the saying "knocking on the gong and selling sugar, each with its own line"; the tone of the vertical flute is very simple, "Doraemon - Mi lai doo!" When I learned to play the flute, I was often said by the old people, "It's like a sugar change!" "It's criticism. A few years later, the flute was promoted in the music class of primary and secondary schools, and I also felt that many "sugar changers came".
During the Cultural Revolution, there was an animated film in which there was a villain, that is, an "old man who sold sugar." But that's northern style, unlike in our small town.
Shovels sharpen scissors They also pick up burdens, not shoulder benches like the underground party member in "Red Lantern"; they don't shout, they don't "grind the scissors!" like in "Red Lantern!". Kitchen knife -- "Shouting, just holding a string of ringing iron, a bit like the bamboo board used in the north to beat allegro, but much larger, much longer, strung together vertically, very rhythmically playing." I like to hear the special sound of the last hit to be put away.
Castanet Boats In the town of those days, there were many rivers. The water is good, there are many fish, and there are many boats for fishing. "Old crow" boat, we don't like it. "Old crows", i.e. cormorants, are not tasty and fishy. The fish on the small fish boat are better. They first inserted the "stick" into the river, stopped the river, and then from the other direction, while moving forward, they stepped on a wooden board with their feet, knocked, and drove the fish into the basket. When the boat arrives at the pier, the man who knocks on the castanet kneels on the boat, picks up the curtain, and pours it into the cabin, and many fish will be poured out. Most are small fish, a dime can buy a lot, with pickles roasted in a large bowl.
The castanet boat, gone. Small fish grilled pickles have become cold dishes in many restaurants.
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