Food poems and songs on the tip of the tongue:

1. When I first visited Tang An, I cooked barley, and the cooking was as beautiful as the carved ones.

As big as amaranth and as white as jade, it is as slippery as a spoon and fills the house with fragrance.

2. There is no leek in Xinjin in the world. The color is as yellow as goose for more than three feet.

The Dongmen pork is even more amazing, and the fatness is not reduced.

3. Fresh crucian carp can be eaten with silk noodles, parsley and green soup;

4. No bamboo makes people vulgar, and no meat makes people thin.

Not vulgar but not thin, braised pork with bamboo shoots.

5. The crispy soup of seabass fat and wild rice is delicious, and the freshly made cakes with (Mai Qiao) cooked oil are fragrant.

Since ancient times, experts have despised wealth and status, but fell in love with the local flavor and recalled their hometown.

Food sentences on the tip of the tongue:

1. The cookies are like chewing the moon, with crispy and sweet fillings in the middle.

2. Sometimes I would go around the wheat fields looking for wild shepherds and force myself to cook mountain soup for the monks.

3. When the Yangtze River surrounds Guo, you will know the beauty of the fish, and the mountains with good bamboos will feel the fragrance of bamboo shoots.

4. There are no more plums to break in the warmth of the mountains, but only crabs to hold on to in Jiangqing.

5. Eat 300 lychees a day and live a long life as a Lingnan native.

6. Shu people value celery, buds, spinach, and mixed dove meat.

7. Qin cooks only sheep soup, while Long delicacies include bear wax.

8. Buy pig bones at Dongmen, and some orange scallions with fermented glutinous rice paste.