The experience of touching the big river mussel

Originally, I didn't want to talk about "earth white", because its appearance was not proud, and it was difficult to eat, and I had no impression of it since I was a child. It was only when I talked to insiders about touching stone snails and clams that I also talked about tubai and found it interesting. In the morning, I wrote "Touching the Stone Snail and clams", and the insider said that he did not talk about the soil white, so he had to reluctantly make it difficult, and also painted the soil white.

Speaking of "earth white", I really don't know how to use words to call it. I consulted the teacher to know that it should be written as a river mussel, because it is large, so it is called a large river mussel.

When I was a child, when my father went to touch the stone snails and clams, he would also bring back some very large, black-brown or green-brown, oval, two large shells tightly closed, and some slimy liquid would flow out of the gaps, which would be put in the water for a long time, and the flesh (axe feet) inside would be extended. These ugly palm-sized shellfish are earth white, because there are stone snails and clams that can be eaten, and they rarely eat earth white. Occasionally you will see the neighbor's house, the population is relatively large, the neighbor uncle will touch a bucket of soil white, and then in the alley with a knife to slaughter the soil white, first use the knife edge to pry open the soil white cover, and then use scissors or knives to cut off the meat on both sides, cut off the dirtier parts, usually leaving only the middle axe foot, cut off to feed the chickens and ducks. The cut axe feet were washed clean, smeared with salt, and boiled into "fragrant porridge" with green vegetables and "rotten strips", "rotten grains", and "bean displays". At that time, the family would occasionally cook soil white porridge, but I just didn't like it, and I would rather eat other than touch the earth white porridge. Maybe it's because of Aiya and U.

I only remember when I was a child, when I went to the rivers and ditches to touch the stone snails and clams, I would often step on a whole piece of shell, as big as a shoe, no doubt, reach out and touch, and what I fished up must be white. Because the chickens and ducks raised at home have nothing to eat, these big things, chopped up, are good feed. So I was reluctant to throw it away, put it into the washbasin, and heard the knocking sound of "popping", which was really not as good as the crisp sound of stone snails and clams. It is also strange to say, the more you don't like it, the more you touch the foot is the soil white, and in a short while, a large basin of soil white is full, and there are not many stone snails and clams that you like.

Sadly, he returned home, picked up the earth white into the iron bucket, and counted a few sounds in his mouth, and his father would be very happy. I have begun to boil the water, the boiling water is flushed down towards the soil white, the boiling water is poured out, the soil white cover that is fished up is automatically opened, and a large iron bucket of soil white is poured into the duck pen, but it is a delicious meal for the duck.

In short, when you see the earth white, you will have a feeling of nausea and vomiting, especially if you can't stand the fishy smell. But at this time, seeing the big river mussel in the picture, there is still a kind of intimate feeling. Even if you don't like the earth white porridge, but the ancestors in the era of material panic, the earth white is not lacking in delicious food!

Today's rivers and ditches will never see the soil white again, or they will miss the little things of their childhood.