His answer, of course, was heard from others. As a lower class, people can never taste the delicious food on the table of the leisure class, but the innate right to pursue food is still intact in the subconscious. He didn't have a chance to taste it himself before making a comment, but took other people's comments as his own taste feeling. This requires some romantic imagination: I have a taste memory of the most delicious thing I have ever eaten, but it is better than that. The part beyond my taste memory can only be yearning for a better taste feeling; In this yearning, I am equal to those who eat the best food with a smile. So pure and desolate, I can't help but be moved when I think about it now, because the inequality of food as a resource has not finally erased people's pursuit of equality, which has been fully reflected in the yearning for food.
It is puzzling how beef liver and horse lung became the most delicious things in the concept of the older generation of Yinjiang people. In the recipes I came into contact with, these two things were not listed as delicacies. As for how they were made, it is unclear, as vague as ancient legends. Cattle are common, but they are all used for arable land, not meat. In thousands of years of agricultural tradition, farmers have always been servants, and plowing cattle is the only one who is willing to share the burden for them. Therefore, farmers are unlikely to eat it. Even if they are old and lose the value of farming, they will not be slaughtered for themselves, but sold to cattle dealers to subsidize their families and meet the demand of not being self-sufficient. At the last farewell, farmers often look at cows and both shed bitter tears, which I have heard countless times. The elders who came back from selling cattle expressed their loyalty, affirmation of efforts and inner disappointment and helplessness in this way.
It is rare in Yinjiang and even Guizhou (probably because the mountain can't let it gallop, and it is not good to play the speed of horses). As for who has eaten horse lung, I have never heard of it. Farmers only say that horse meat is as sour as human flesh and not delicious, but at the same time they admire the taste of horse lungs. But in the early years, I also heard my grandfather talk about horses, Otawa vehicles or mounts. Horses in transportation are to porters what cows are to farmers, and horses as mounts are symbols of the leisure class, even similes of the relationship between the bottom and the top. Since cows, livers, horses and lungs are not regarded as tasteless in other places, and Yinjiang people have hardly eaten them, so Yinjiang people regard them as delicious only with some subconscious spiritual significance, that is, poking fun at their identity as servers and mocking the served.
Turtle dove is recognized as delicious, but it is too small, and there is not much left after more than a dozen shotguns are finished. The second one may not be finished in the same day. Moreover, it is often troublesome to process, and the down-to-earth farmers do not want to lose their appetite. In the years of meat shortage, it is better to get a pheasant to solve their hunger. Pheasants have rich wings, which can be used as fans. My grandfather used to have one, which was taken from a dead pheasant that was electrocuted by high voltage. Except one wing, it was broken. When it is taken out in summer, it is particularly cold, much cooler than a cattail fan, and it is durable for many times. It didn't break for more than ten years, and finally it was burned with some of his other items. Pheasants live in high mountains and often go to corn fields or sweet potato fields near the foot of the mountain to feed. This gives hunters some convenience, at least they don't have to look around. Compared with chickens, pheasants are much more natural and unrestrained, not only without the detention of chickens, but also with wings flapping and soaring, flying for hundreds of meters, which is not easy to catch, allowing farmers to fan the air countless times; And because it cackles when flying, especially when it is frightened, it is easy to be found and often attracts farmers' covets. My father once caught one on the mountain and hit it with a stone. I took it home with a backpack and kept it for a long time. At night, I killed a pot of stew. The whole family ate very well, and the taste was better than all the chickens we had. This is a far cry from today's centralized chickens. This is probably the taste of wildness and freedom.
Bend dog is only the name of Guizhou, and it is called civet in a broader sense. It really belongs to mountain treasure, which is rare in my generation. It is said that it loves to eat dates, and people use it to catch dates when eating them. The curved dog meat is extremely tender and has no peculiar smell. After cleaning, it can be simply stewed. It is for this reason that it has been labeled as a gourmet and the whole species is facing extinction. It's a little better now, and it has been listed as a national protected animal, but it is probably only protected for a few people to eat, and most ordinary people will lose this right. In fact, eating tender tofu without eating crooked dogs is almost the same, which is not an obstacle for most ordinary people, but only a few people have the need to show their privileges. What matters to them is not the fresh taste of the curved dog, but the sense of superiority that I can still eat. A few years ago during the Spring Festival, my cousin sent me a bowl of curved dog meat, which our family tasted for the first time. There is nothing but its unique delicacy as an animal, but it is a very touching thing to send food across mountains and mountains like my cousin. Sharing food with others is a rejection of gluttony, a generosity and a value to friendship.