(i)
Now children shout "eat chicken and eat chicken" every day, ask for half a day to know that it is a game, boring!
We were the real materials, and the villagers said that half of the chickens lost in the village were eaten by weasels, and the other half were eaten by me.
This big sister-in-law is really fair in her speech, this "pot" has not all been memorized by myself, although it is exaggerated, when I was a child, I did have a bad mouth, and I recognized it when I ate it, and I did not regret it.
I was recognized as the most asshole and naughty "boy" in our village. People's children grew up eating hundreds of meals, and I ate baiwei chicken.
At that time, the village family raised a few hens, the babies paid tuition and relied on it to lay eggs, the New Year's Festival to fill a clothes line also relied on it to lay eggs, and women gave birth to children and confinement also carried a basket of eggs.
I stole and ate it, can you say that you can not attract hatred?
Now almost 30 years have passed, every time I go back to my hometown and enter the village, I scatter "Huazi" all the way, or I can't block the mouth of the grandfather and the grandmother, and I have to mention two "public cases" that were naughty when I was a child.
At that time, he was a teenager, energetic and long-bodied, hungry and hungry. In the cold winter like now, in the middle of the night, I stuffed the shovel head into the wood stove and burned it red.
Carrying the red-hot shovel, running from the east end of the village to the west end, the north is more than 20 degrees below zero, the shovel is still warm.
However, at this time, the chickens in the chicken coop were shivering with frost, squeezed into a ball, and put the shovel to the door of the chicken coop, and the chicken obediently lay up, not moving or barking.
The chicken still thinks in his heart, which great benevolent person sends warmth? Such a cold day.
Weasels give chickens a New Year's greeting, no peace of mind, if humans have nothing to offer, send charcoal in the snow, send hot shovels and nothing more than a meaning.
At this time, I picked up the shovel, did not hurry or slowly go out, the chicken did not bark, and the warm and drying was still enjoying the look.
Usually to go to the air raid shelter in the back mountain, the fathers dug countless air raid shelters in the mountains in the era of digging deep holes and accumulating grain, and later they were abandoned, just becoming hibernating small animals, and the paradise of our bear children who did bad things.
Wash the chicken, start a fire, bury a few potatoes under the fire, set up a roast chicken on it, roast the chicken until the skin is brown, the aroma is overflowing, pull out the sweet and soft baked potatoes underground, the little friends, eat it separately, full of mouth oil and charcoal black.
That year, Huang Rihua's version of "The Legend of the Archery Hero" was being broadcast on TV, and the nine-fingered god and the old man of Hong Qigong loved this mouth the most.
Eating delicious roast chicken, at this time we do not feel that we are a chicken thief, but a hero like Hong Lao's predecessor.
With the delicacies of the world, even after dawn, the villagers scolded and the father beat me, and then my mother held her own chicken to apologize to others, and I, who had a hard neck, also felt sour.
Now I can only say that this chicken is really tasteful, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy, five flavors of miscellaneous, tasted over and over again. Chicken with a thief flavor is worthy of the fighting chicken in the roast chicken.
(ii)
In those poor days, the taste of oil and high protein was an instinctive and fatal temptation to resist, and the chickens could not eat it, so they went to nature to find it.
After eating the taste of mountains and treasures and seas, walking animals and birds. When I grew up, I have tasted eight major cuisines, Chinese and Western food, and special snacks from all over the world, but I think the most delicious may be beyond the imagination of many people.
It's not a lobster seafood, it's not a big fish or meat, it's a "bug".
For example, the monkeys that anhui like to eat, the silkworm pupae fried beans that the people of northern Jiangsu like to eat, and the best bamboo insects in Yunnan are all people who have discovered the truth of deliciousness.
When I was a child, I ate more vigorously, fried grasshoppers, also called locusts, there is a local "early rice locust", the individual is not large, covered in emerald green, specially crouched on the tip of the rice leaf, sometimes a rice stalk on a dozen, seriously affecting grain production.
Make a large net pocket out of screen windows and wire, tie it to a long wooden pole, sweep along the rice field, and in a moment the net can be netted to half a pocket.
At this time, I also changed from a little bastard in the village to a little expert in eliminating harm, and the uncles and aunts who farmed the fields warmly greeted me to go to the net grasshoppers in their rice fields, also for eating, it seems that eating grasshoppers is more loved by the people than eating chicken.
Come back and put the grasshoppers in salt water, soak them for two days, let the grasshoppers wash and spit clean, pickle and dry, and then fry them in the frying pan.
That crispy, high-protein and oily bursting caramel flavor, there is no more delicious snack, delicious by the mouth, but also by guts, how, you also taste?
(iii)
The great man said that doing it yourself, having enough food and clothing, is almost all for children to eat and play, but all the delicacies are at a cost, such as the time in order to eat, almost became a dog's plate of food.
People say that they are not afraid of thieves, they are afraid of thieves, and the uncle who plants the orchard hates us the most, and the fruit is only reddened by the sun, and we are worried about it.
Jump over the earthen wall, rip open the fence, and go into the orchard.
I stuffed the vest into the waistband of my pants, climbed to the tree to eat and put it in the vest, pretending to be like a big belly grasshopper, and I planned to slip down the tree.
Who knew that the uncle with the black heart found out, quietly untied the rope around the neck of the big black dog, and during the conversation, the big black dog was crazy and came to me.
I was so frightened that I ran on my legs, how could I run on four legs on two legs?
Without running two steps, the big black dog threw himself to the ground, and the fruit in his arms was also sprinkled on the ground, and the big black dog straddled my body with four legs, and he raised his head so proudly that he didn't bother to look down at me.
I still can't forget that scene in my mind, the arrogant expression of the dog.
It must have been thinking at the time, small sample, scare you, today the dog grandpa I raised your mouth, not fast to get out, little hairy child.
Although the big black dog did not bite me at that time, he has suffered from dog phobia since then.
(iv)
Later, mixed up, mixed into the city people, every weekend three or five friends eat crayfish, shabu a hot pot, and then can not eat a dry pot bullfrog or something, eat and eat is just like that, and when we were children, we ate the same.
Especially "frog", which is a hard dish after the opening of spring.
When the instructor went to private school, he wrote a poem:
"Aria Frog"
Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, nourishing the spirit under the green trees.
I don't open my mouth first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound?
It's a domineering leak.
Every time in early summer, by the pond, in the rice paddies, the frogs croaked and croaked, courtship noise, we could no longer control the saliva.
Just like the advertisement of a certain sesame paste, "black sesame paste alas", the hungry child direct saliva, frogs, is a gift of nature.
There is a clip in "Smiling Proud of the River", so that Fox Chong and Ren Yingying were injured, fell to the bottom of the valley, the two catch a few frogs every day, use swords to skewer up and grill to eat, sometimes roasted paste, so that Fox Chong rushed to eat, the delicious frog meat to Ren Yingying to eat.
Yingying also quipped that Ling Hu Chong, saying that the lonely nine swords of the hall, the sword of the famous Ling Fox Hero, were actually used to roast frogs to eat.
The two giggle and eat a lot, which is also the warmest and sweetest part of the whole "Smiling Proud of the Jianghu", there is no quarrel between the jianghu and the lake, there is no deception, and some only have Lang's concubine intentions and true feelings.
Regarding roasted frogs, Mr. Jin lao wrote very well, when it comes to catching frogs, we are much smarter and more experienced than Ling Fox.
If it is daytime, go to the grass nest, turn over the lush vegetation such as alfalfa, and there is likely to be a big fat frog lying on the grass roots, when the weather is not hot, the frog is not particularly active, and it is very easy to catch.
Or go barefoot, go to the pond, step on a soft thing, and reach down with your hand to take out a big frog the size of a fist, covered in black and green.
At night, I also did not catch it wrong, and I took a picture of the frog by the pond with a flashlight, and the frog honestly did not move.
In the summer, after the mating period of the frog, the frog is very flexible, jumping into the grass three times and two times and disappearing, or far away from the water.
This is about to be staged, we are all "sharpshooters", each person has a slingshot, as long as the frog is dug up, a slingshot stone hits, the frog will turn over its white belly, float on the water, in order to eat, but also practice a kung fu.
Fat frog legs on the fire, roasted oil nourishing, burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, delicious in the world!
Since our bear children grew up and walked out of the mountains, the delicious charcoal roasted frog legs have also become "absolute noises", frogs, and have also become protective animals, and no one dares to move.
Later, I could only go to the store to eat artificially farmed dry pot frog legs, the taste was several grades worse, talking was better than nothing, looking for feelings, recalling the taste of that year.
In the spring, go to the wild to eat wild vegetables and wild fruits, hunt frogs and birds in summer, roast corn and potatoes in autumn, and smash ice holes and catch fish in winter.
Cold and summer are easy to festival, relying on my hands to eat from beginning to end all year round, nature is not thin for me. This semi-primitive state of life in the mountains is full of fun fantasies and full of delicious food.
The people in the city did not believe that there were delicacies in the mountains, and later became the people of the city, and only then did they lament that the so-called big fish and meat in the city were not erer.
Once the vicissitudes of the sea were shipwrecked as water, except for the Wushan Mountain is not a cloud, and what I never forget is the taste of childhood.