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Thousand miles of lettuce

Stone tongue

Xu is the reason for the long separation from his hometown, and the water of the West Lake is also deceitful.

From the "furnace" Chongqing back to the "paradise" Hangzhou, I feel even more strangely hot. In the middle of the night, I get up to take a shower, feel unwell in the morning, and my lower abdomen seems to be faintly painful. At first, it was just a piecemeal beating, feeling that it was even a slight disease, and it could endure it, but after a while, it was overturned. It seems that it is not appropriate for the old hand to protect the abdomen, there is a suspicion of the East Shi Gong, there is no public toilet around, and it is inconvenient to alarm others, after all, it is a small matter.

When I was in trouble, I met a writer's friend, and I was very happy and invited to a party. So, I forced myself and stomped with him into a hotel by the West Lake. Just sat down, the writer friend looked up at the waiter and shouted the name of a dish, asked if it was there, and the waiter smiled and replied that it had just arrived in the morning, fresh. The writer's friend said that he had not eaten this dish several times, claiming that this dish was only out of the West Lake. While wondering, the waiter brought a spoon, the soup noodles were like the ripples of the West Lake water, and the green lettuce seemed to loom. It turned out to be West Lake lettuce soup, and my eyes lit up. The writer friend did not know that I was sick in my belly, and he said that xi shi jin wu happened to have gastrointestinal discomfort and drank a bowl of lettuce soup. "You don't want to?" He didn't ask me if I liked it or not, he asked me if I wanted to. I immediately scooped a small half bowl for myself, and I did not eat in the morning, and after a few bites, I was comfortable, and then I quickly drank more. After a meal, the abdominal discomfort is almost completely gone. At this moment, I told the writer friend the truth, he was proud, and I was happy.

When he was proud, he blurted out Zhang Hanluoyang's resignation and "thoughts of the perch". I was happy not only to recover physically, but also to write down the name of this hotel, to be able to drink West Lake lettuce soup again the next time I returned home, no wonder he asked me if I wanted to.

Returning to Chongqing from Hangzhou, Ji has gone out of the ambush. However, the high temperature is still the same, the flowing gold and stones, on the street, the mountain city sister is bare. I ignored it and hurried to Shizhu Huangshui Town to see a poor student. It was this casual line that gave me a glimpse of beauty.

Although there are eighteen bends in the mountain road, although there are also peak obstacles, but it is not the same as in the past, even if it is a mountain, as long as there is a resident, the wide asphalt road can extend to the doorstep. Today, it takes less than two hours to get from the main city of Chongqing to the county seat of Shizhu County, which is 89 out of 10 times shorter than before. When we got out of the car, the people from the Huangshui town government were already waiting, so we were busy eating first. After a while on the table, I found that there was a dish that resembled the lettuce eaten by the West Lake. Immediately asked, and then the waiter handed over the menu carefully verified, convinced that it is lettuce, I immediately sent a text message to a writer friend in Hangzhou, pointing out that its world's lettuce is only out of the West Lake. According to the people of the town government, Chinese lettuce is in shizhu and shizhu lettuce is in huangshui. "Of course, you have it in Zhejiang, and you have it too." Ha ha. The mayor raised his glass with some pride. The writer's friend forgot for a moment what kind of rare lettuce was in Hangzhou, and even replied to me, is it transported from Hangzhou? This makes it even more difficult for me to let go. Lettuce is a rare thing in Hangzhou, only used for the embellishment of soup, how to be willing to be shipped? Even if it is, lettuce is like seafood, and it must be boiled on the spot to ensure its pure beauty when caught in the water, so why not carry it for a long time? I was silent. The yellow water lettuce in front of you is no different from other wild vegetables in the mountain field, and it is braised and fried in a rough sea bowl without scruples, along with eggplant, peppers, beans, and folded ear roots, which are greatly loved by the Bashu people and are mostly difficult for outsiders to swallow, and can set up a rough tea and light rice on the table.

In Huangshui Town, any household or roadside shop can see bottles and cans containing lettuce, not to mention one bottle or two bottles, even one hundred bottles, two hundred bottles can also be bought. Recall that on the edge of the West Lake in Hangzhou, in a large bowl of the sea, there are several pieces of green floating, and the most exquisite people who live will not count clearly one or two, and have the courage to estimate, that is, one or twenty pieces. If you don't deliberately do it, casually take a spoon to scoop, three or two times together, you can scoop one or two pieces is quite good. Compared to finding needles in a haystack, it is a bit exaggerated, but looking at the appearance of the lettuce in the soup, it does have the taste of monkey fishing for the moon. I know that the mayor of Zhejiang also has it, which is far from the yellow water, just like the northeast ginseng in the minds of Jiangnan people at that time.

The ancients had a soft spot for lettuce. In addition to hearing a writer's friend by the West Lake say "The Thoughts of the Perch", the poet Saint Du Fu also wrote: "Who has always sung the ode to oranges, who is with the soup? Liu Changqing, who was also from the Tang Dynasty, said frankly: Return to the road with the maple forest, and return to the hometown to read lettuce. Bai Juyi, who has always been obsessed with lychees, is also like a foodie: there are already sea bass lettuce, coming to spring or planning to go to Jiangdong. And June's shame flowers fly, thinking about the sentence of the vegetable soup, who could have imagined that it was actually a biansai poet Cen Sanshou who could laugh several times in his life? Wen Tianxiang, who lamented that life has not died since ancient times, and left Dan's heart to take care of Khan Qing, also followed by a loud applause: Lai has a wind that can be cut, and there is no flower moon and flying. The same bold to the boy's dead heart like iron, look at the test hand, patch up the cracks of the xin abandoned disease, but also rarely a gentle time: who pity the old dream of the old mountain, thousands of miles of slippery. Li Bai has a saying: Zhang Han's golden sentence, five hundred years of wind and current. Although it does not directly mention lettuce, it also tells the origin of lettuce's earliest poetry. The man named Zhang Han resolutely resigned his official position and went home when he was an official in Luoyang, Western Jin Dynasty, because he missed the lettuce and sea bass in his hometown: and he was happy to have a glass of wine before he died, why should he be famous for a thousand years behind him. A good story of "the thoughts of a perch" has been circulating for several five hundred years. In the future, the poems related to the sea bass are only nourished by this allusion.

The most let go is the three fathers and sons of the Su family, the father Su Xun Shiyun: drizzle full of lettuce in the village, high wind and colorful boats. When you arrive at home, you should have a pot of labor, and rely on your neighbors not to be afraid of Qing. The second elder Su Rui went further: after eating sheep for many years, he wanted to forget about the soup. Ask the king to abandon the country, how it seems that we are light. Boss Su Shi: If you ask Sanwu Shengshi, it is not only a thousand miles of soup. Still unfinished, he continued: "But the silken jade lotus, the beaded koi, are nostalgic for each other, and they have passed through the years. In the eyes of the Su family, Qingqing lettuce has been transformed into a strong nostalgia beyond the cuisine.

If one day, the three sons of Su Men left Meishan and went all the way to Suidong. The boat went ashore to Qutang and went deep into the Qiyao Mountain for dozens of miles. Early in the morning, I encountered lettuce like pepper eggplant and folded ear roots, and then continued to sail to Jiangdong by boat, moving to the west lake in a corner of paradise. Seeing the precious West Lake lettuce, I still poured out my talents and did not hesitate to spend pen and ink on this small special thing. In that situation, Su Shi was categorically unable to write a majestic text in which the moon had yin and yang, the lack of people, and the misfortunes of the day and the night. Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the distance between Qiyao Mountain and Meishan mountain and the West Lake from Meishan are almost all Su Xun's dependent neighbors. After tasting the shizhu lettuce, the father and son of the Su family left the taste in their hearts, and then mixed with the West Lake lettuce, evoking homesickness, and writing the special objects in the poems since the Tang Dynasty as a kind of acacia, three kinds of idleness.

With the taste of lettuce and the praise of the ancients, there is a thought of seeing the real body of lettuce. When I learned at the home of a poor student that there was lettuce in the deep water field under the mountain, I pulled out my leg and left. First of all, he went down the mountain and went straight to the deep water field of lettuce, and when he reached the edge of the field, he did not dare to rush into the water, and waited for the farmers who came to plant lettuce, and then he opened his eyes impatiently, stared at the farmer who planted lettuce into the water, reached out and repeatedly fished in the clear water half a meter deep, and finally fished out the lively lettuce above the ten fingers, like a green and white amber. Seeing the real body of lettuce, I understood why Li Bai, Du Fu, Cen Shan, Xin Zhiyi and Su Men's father and son, all like Zhang Han, regardless of the contempt for the poetry, must have seen the real body of lettuce, rather than simply recognizing it as a special ingredient in the restaurant painting boat.

Lettuce neither sinks to the bottom nor floats on the surface, and a small leaf bud is in the center of the water, surrounded by crystalline gelatinous softness. I can't imagine what level of water quality must be cleaned to be able to grow such a beautiful little shadow-like object, living like an elf. Farmers who grow lettuce say that the best season for lettuce is in Sanfu, tender, and now that the season has passed, there are very few lettuce in the field. He had just shown that he wanted to fish some more, but I stopped him. Such a holy thing, only one piece is enough, can be held in the palm of the hand to see a glance is a gift, why ever think more? Write lettuce and understand lettuce, understand lettuce and write lettuce, like Tang poetry and Song Ci, write as you like, without worrying about other evidence. If there is a thought of lettuce, there is a feeling of lettuce, and under the thought, why should I take care of other small belly chicken intestines.

As the saying goes, clear water is fragranceless, and great beauty is invisible. Simple lettuce is tasteless and tasteless, like a simple person without heart and lungs. Qiyao Mountain, next to the deep paddy field, the qingfeng is beautiful, how clear the water is, how colorful the flowers are, and how many trees of various kinds. Lettuce in yellow water is more convenient for time and place. Grow your own, live your own, do not compare with the West Lake, do not compare with the Tang poetry and Song Ci, regardless of Zhang Han's "autumn wind, perch fat" three thousand miles to find lettuce, do not care about Li Du they write lettuce into the unique homesickness of the land of Sanwu, even the cooking method does not eat the soup set, on their own, the method of braising and stir-frying is a unique skill. Intentionally or unintentionally, both indicate the abundance of yellow lettuce.

Having seen the real body of lettuce, it is easy to think of the rice paper in the four treasures of the study room, a white rice paper placed on a hundred years is still white rice paper, inseparable from the thick brush of ink. In this way, it is synonymous with lettuce, as if the real kung fu is outside the poem, and the key to the taste of lettuce lies in the soup accessories dissolved in it, to soup is soup, to stew that is braised, all in the hands of the cook, like rice paper, writing poems and paintings, all in the hands of the author.

The purity of lettuce is not only delicious and nostalgic, but also lies in human animals and human feelings. Wang Kan, a Song dynasty, once said that most of the people who came and went to Chang'an were people of fame and fortune. Only the flesh of pure white perch, true feelings, self-made character, self-reliance on the edge of the sky.