When summer comes in Liuzhou, white porridge stalls can be seen everywhere in the streets. Two long or short wooden benches, paired with a long stainless steel table of moderate height, are placed in the middle of the benches to attract visitors. This is a standard dish at a porridge stall.
The scene on the table is usually like this: lined up are stainless steel bowls of equal height and size. It's all filled with pure vegetables. They are all common side dishes on the table, including potatoes, winter melon, eggplant, pumpkin, water spinach stems, sweet potato leaves,...all the seasonal vegetables in the market can be found here, with about thirty varieties.
A noticeboard in a conspicuous position reads: White porridge 4.5 yuan, polenta 5 yuan. Of course, this price also changes according to market conditions.
"Boss, please have a bowl of plain porridge!" The diners who come here include a dark-skinned middle-aged man riding a three-wheel delivery vehicle, and an old woman carrying a vegetable basket selling vegetables home. They usually sit at the far side. in front of the table. Sitting inside were women taking their children shopping, and a young man from a real estate agency who was neatly dressed with a work badge on his chest...
A bowl of glutinous corn porridge in a white porcelain bowl is the favorite dish of local Liuzhou people. like. Soft and thick, crystal clear, each grain is like a white pearl, smooth and sweet, with an excellent taste.
But I like the white rice porridge. White rice porridge is usually cooked with the early rice and new rice of that year. The white rice porridge that has just been opened from the pot has a strong field flavor.
Sit on a low log stool and sip a bowl of chilled porridge to cool your throat. It reminds me of sitting on the threshold of my hometown on a hot summer day when I was young, enjoying the breeze blowing from the green rice fields, humming a familiar nursery rhyme: "Cool down, I don't want vegetables for dinner, I just want a croaker...
The person eating porridge next to him blew out a breath and exhaled a pleasant Liu sound: "Shu (Xu) Fu"!
The warm summer in Liuzhou engulfed the warm spring, and the autumn was dried up by the winter! . Therefore, we often wear cotton-padded clothes to go to work in the morning and wear short-sleeved rice in the afternoon. The white porridge that relieves fever and thirst has to be reserved after May Day.
When my daughter was five years old, I took her. We went to Bailian Cave in the suburbs to visit the site of ancient human activities. On the way, we passed a farm porridge shop, nestled among green bricks and red tiles and shaded by green trees. Next to it was a cloth flag that read, "Serving white porridge." "A few big characters. What a beautiful picture of "Thousands of miles away, the orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, the water village, the mountains and the wine flags are winding" The spring scenery of Jiangnan is in front of you!
I took my daughter out of the car and rushed to the porridge shop. I happily sat down and ordered two bowls of white porridge. . It was very interesting to put the porridge and side dishes on the plate with my own hands. My daughter looked very satisfied and said to me: "Mom, this is the cheapest buffet I have ever eaten." ”
It is indeed a “affordable buffet”. The owner puts the porridge on the table. You can take the plates and spoons by yourself, and you can decide what kind of side dishes you like. You can eat as much as you want. What’s the real appetite? For adults, even if you are full of porridge, you can eat vegetables such as potatoes and pumpkin, which are very filling and not greasy.
I have a best friend who lives in Liuzhou that day. Weilai said: "Grandma is young and newly widowed. There is a high hall above and a young son below, so it is very difficult to live. Grandma gritted her teeth and took on the heavy responsibility of the whole family. With a pair of soft shoulders and a pair of skillful hands, he set up a porridge stall at the door to feed the whole family. I would quietly go out before dawn and come back with baskets full of juicy wild chrysanthemums, button greens, and cress. Blanch the bitter water in the same way, add salt and stir-fry in a small stove with firewood. . . . .
In my dazed thoughts, the jumping firewood reflected my grandmother’s tough and soft face. , the bowls of white porridge are filled with new hope. I am reminded of Roland’s words: People with ideals can see hope in adversity and light in darkness, because for others, adversity is just a transition and darkness is just a temporary process.
Qi Fanqi’s self-media writing class