Speaking of the yuan, I think the first thing that comes to mind will be the liberal arts and science titles in the college entrance examination; When it comes to the first, perhaps most people are half-aware, after all, the first word is some time away from us. In ancient times, and the first refers to the selection of the imperial examination, because the title on the list has a first and second grade, which is the goal pursued by thousands of students in their lives.
In Guangdong, there is a famous porridge that embraces the two together - Zhuangyuan and Di Congee. Compared with this brilliant name, the ingredients of this porridge are slightly shabby, only made of pork balls, pork liver, and pig intestines, why is this ordinary pork porridge crowned with the resounding title of "Champion and First"?
Champion and the first porridge
To solve this mystery, we must first start with a person named Lun Wenshu.
Born in a small alley in Xiguan, Guangzhou, Lun Wenshu was brilliant from an early age and loved to read. However, forced by the poverty of his family, Lun Wenshu could not receive a formal education, and his ambitious road ahead was destined to be full of thorns.
7 years old, for an ordinary child, should be the age to enter the road to the sea of books. However, Lun Wenshu had to fall into the streets, picking vegetables and selling them everywhere. Curious about the world, Lun Wenshu often patronizes playing and neglects the dishes on the table. At the end of the day, the vegetables could not be sold, and Lun Wenshu could only go hungry often.
On this day, as usual, Lun Wenshu still found nothing. Carrying a heavy burden, dragging his weak legs, and with the scream of his stomach, Lun Wenshu sat helplessly on the side of the road. Coincidentally, at this time, Lun Wenshu was sitting on the opposite side of a porridge shop, smelling the wafting fragrance, And Lun Wenshu's eyes were already shining, and his saliva flowed to the ground. Seeing Lun Wenshu's dilemma, the shop advocated that the third elder could not help but feel pity, took the initiative to buy Lun Wenshu's dishes, and sent a bowl of freshly baked pork porridge. Although it was only a porridge made of some leftover pork, broken pork liver, and pig intestines, it had already made Lun Wenshu feel extremely happy.
Lun WenShu
As a result, Zhang Laosan became a regular guest of Lun Wenshu every day, and this pork porridge became his favorite plate of Chinese food. With the passage of time, Lun Wenshu's gradually revealed talent attracted the attention of the Guangdong Inspector, opening a long road to study, no longer having to sell vegetables, and Zhang Laosan gradually forgot about this "customer".
Another decade passed, and the originally calm Alley of Xiguan suddenly became full of people, and surrounded by crowds, a brand new red palanquin slowly moved forward. Zhang Laosan, whose hair was slightly gray, also poked his head out of the store, wanting to see what was going on. Suddenly, the palanquin stopped, right in front of Zhang Laosan's shop. Thinking that it was a nobleman who had arrived, Zhang Laosan hurried to the door to greet him. The car curtain was lifted, and a familiar and unfamiliar face came out of the car, holding Zhang Laosan's hand tightly and saying, "Old Uncle Zhang, I am back." Zhang Laosan, who was in a state of surprise, stared at the man's face and looked at it again, as if he remembered something. The man then said, "I'm Renwenshu, I'm in high school now, I'm coming back to see you!"
At this time, Zhang Laosan woke up like a dream and was ready to go to kill chickens and slaughter cattle to celebrate, but was unexpectedly rejected by Lun Wenshu, saying that he only wanted to relive the former pig porridge. Hearing this, Zhang Laosan couldn't help but think back to the beginning, so he immediately cooked it himself and served a bowl of freshly baked pork porridge again. Tasting the "food" of the past again, all kinds of past events can't help but gush into the heart, Lun Wenshu unconsciously burst into tears, touched, and also waved the title of "Yuanyuan and the first porridge".
Maybe a small bowl of porridge doesn't have the magic to make you a high school champion, but the meaning of it is something we can't ignore. In your leisure time, it is better to accompany this bowl of small porridge, carrying the beautiful meaning of this porridge, and learning the sea without end may as well be bitter and happy.
The article comes from: Time Asia "Ango Talks About History".