Life is like a chocolate bean, you never know what you're gonna get. Three years ago, Su Shi, who once enjoyed a high reputation in the literary world and was famous in Bianjing, thanked the emperor when he took office in Huzhou, but his words were taken out of context by Wang Anshi's reformists and slandered as satirical New Deal. So Su Shi was taken back to Beijing and detained at Yushitai for investigation and disposal. The jade platform full of crows is also called Wutai, hence the name Wutai Poetry Case. After being detained for 103 days, Su Shi saved his head because of the group training of "Don't Kill Scholar-officials" in the Song Dynasty, and was exiled to Huangzhou, Hubei Province, where he served as Ying Yong's assistant without real power. Although the depression and unwillingness in his chest swept through day and night, Su Shi knew how to adjust his mentality. Do two poems in one word: Nian Nujiao's Red Cliff Nostalgia, former Red Cliff Ode, and later Red Cliff Ode attracted numerous praises and collected coins, plowing the east slope of the city, and felt that farming was suitable for him. Since then, Dongpo Jushi has become a major IP in the literary history of the Northern Song Dynasty. More importantly, in addition to creating and being an official, Su Dongpo also unlocked his new skill, that is, eating.
In the next Dongpo-a foodie (Dongpo didn't want to talk to you and threw a piece of Dongpo meat at you)
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In Huangzhou, Dongpo, a foodie, entered a state of "laughing for his busy mouth all his life". He fishes in the Yangtze River and makes cakes in the western hills. He spared no one of the wild vegetables in the suburbs and the pork in the market. He even wrote poems and left recipes, from "Cooking Fish" to "Dongpo Soup Fu", the most famous of which recorded the unpopular practice of "Dongpo Meat" pork. In Su Shi's words, it is "the rich refuse to eat and the poor don't know how to cook". But under the impetus of Su Shi, pork began to enter the elegant hall. In the Ming Dynasty, Dongpo's favorite pork finally became the most widely used meat in China. Until today, Dongpo pork is still famous in the whole East Asian world, but its cooking method has been greatly improved.
Dongpo is (not for heaven and earth, not for time. It's enough to have a full stomach, and it will naturally flow after a while. Why bother with worldly affairs when you are proud of delicacies? The day when the name is called, it is a panacea for the healing of the soul. )
If Su Shi crosses into modern times, he will be a gourmet with millions of fans! Think about Dongpo's laughing and cutting meat, saying that Dongpo's meat should be done like this: clean pot, lack of water, firewood can't stand the smoke ... while turning on the gas stove, talk, don't rush him, and when he is cooked and the heat is enough, he will be beautiful. The good pork in Huangzhou is as cheap as dirt. The rich refuse to eat, and the poor don't know how to cook. Touching his moustache, he said: Dongpo pork cooked by the old man himself is worth 1000 yuan!
"300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person." Su Shi has had ups and downs all his life, and has just been pardoned from Huangzhou and returned to Beijing. He also offended Sima Guang's conservatives and was exiled to Huizhou, Guangdong Province, which spans more than half of China. It's hot and rainy. In the yard under Luofu Mountain in Guangdong Province, Su Shi, who loves sweets, quickly opened the red coat of litchi, one by one. Even if he has hemorrhoids at this time, his face is fearless. However, after riding the world of mortals, his concubine may not laugh, which does not mean that he can spit lychee. At that time, in Huizhou, miasma was pervasive and diseases were frequent. As an exiled official, Su Shi's salary is meager. Because of acclimatization and lack of medicine, Su Shi was the only one who stayed with him after years of hardships, and depression was the theme of this period. Poverty, illness and fear almost overwhelmed the middle-aged man before he could get greasy, but even at the lowest valley of his life, he was interested in something. In Huizhou, in addition to litchi, there is also a story about Su Shi's own creation of "Yangxiezi". When we had a big banquet in the Yangxiezi Pavilion, it might be difficult to understand that Su Shi dragged his sick body nearly a thousand years ago and ate sheep's spine silently all day. When all this is over, there is only one sentence left: I don't think Lingnan should be good, but it is said that this peace of mind is only my hometown.
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When Guo Jingyuan was established in the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Shi was sixty-six years old. In this year, he was finally pardoned and was able to return to the capital. On the way back to the north, a painter painted a portrait for him. At this time, he has made up his mind to look back and have no regrets. He wrote a poem for his self-portrait: his heart is like ash, and his body is like a boat. Ask your occupation, Danzhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou.
Three years after his first visit to Huizhou, he was banished to Danzhou, Hainan, which is even more desolate. At that time, he was exiled to Hainan, which was the capital punishment after the death penalty. He has just arrived in Hainan Island, and his living conditions are extremely bad. He has no meat to eat. Because he was so hungry, Su Dongpo, a great writer, did such a thing. He extended his black hand to the wild animals on the island. Fortunately, his game exploration was not in vain, and he soon discovered and fell in love with Hainan's real food-oysters. He marveled at "delicious food, no beginning" and solemnly wrote a book to his son, asking him not to reveal the secret of Hainan oysters, because he was worried that the Korean literati would know. (2333, father and son's little secret), Su Shi was sent back after living in Hainan for three years. After writing poems for self-portraits, he fell ill in Changzhou, and Danzhou, Huizhou and Huangzhou became his death sentences. On his deathbed, he calmly said to his three sons, I have no evil in my life, and I will never die. He knew that dusk was fleeting and night fell from the sky. He saw the stormy waves in Chibi, the litchi forest in Lingnan and the lonely sunset in Hainan. Su Shi is a poet, politician and calligrapher, but in his own words, Mr. Wang smiled and broadened the horizon. "Gluttony" is enough to sum up his life. His life of repeated relegation is miserable, but it warms the suffering of life. He has bloomed different fireworks on the tragic journey of life, adding several unusual delicacies to the table of China people today!
The above tribute to Mr. Dongpo, a free and easy foodie.