Over the years, I've traveled a lot and eaten countless delicious foods all over the world, but what I can't forget for a long time is the taste of my childhood ...

Glutinous rice cake

When I was a child, every time I was in a hurry. I'm going to grind my father to buy me glutinous rice cakes. There is only one small shop in the town that buys glutinous rice cakes. The owner of the shop is an old man with white hair. Every time he opens a shop in a hurry, the old man only makes two kinds of glutinous rice cakes, one is brown sugar and the other is white sugar. Brown sugar glutinous rice cake is covered with a thin layer of brown sugar powder. When the weather is hot, the surface of brown sugar will melt a little, and the soft glutinous rice cake will make my mouth water! The sparkling white sugar on the white sugar cake, like bright stars scattered on the orange rice cake, makes people drool. Dad can only let me choose one taste at a time, so there is always a pain in my memory that is difficult to choose! Later, the old man left! I have never eaten such a delicious glutinous rice cake again!

sandwich glutinous rice cake

glutinous rice cake

yellow glutinous rice

When I was in primary school, there was a stall selling glutinous rice at the school gate every morning, which was the kind of golden glutinous rice made by dyeing yellow rice flower water and bringing its own flowers without any seasoning. As long as you spend 2 cents, the boss will skillfully stir up a lump of golden glutinous rice with chopsticks, quickly roll it in the salty primer, insert a spoon into the middle of the glutinous rice, put a spoonful of brown sugar, and pick it up with a plastic bag. A lump of sweet glutinous rice will be firmly held in your hand and swallowed, and the aroma of the primer will be wrapped in the sweet smell of soft glutinous rice and brown sugar ...

The dyed rice flower is dyed well.

yellow glutinous rice

vermicelli

In all parts of Guizhou, there are different versions of vermicelli, which are still prosperous until now. But now the rolls of powder are always worse than when I was a child. When I was a child, the curly powder was as thin as a cicada's wing, and the taste was strong and elastic. With red oil and crisp sauerkraut, eating a bowl in summer was an enjoyable thing!

curly powder

wild white berries and raspberries

When I was young, fruit was a rare food. In early summer, the mountains will be covered with a kind of wild white berries, which we call white bubbles locally. When the wild white berries are ripe, the children will meet in groups of three and five to pick them, and each person will take a jar with a pond porcelain mouth. When they go to the wild in the mountains, they can also taste the rare delicious food.