In many places, no matter how far or near, the food will be labeled as authentic, but Ziyang can hardly see this phenomenon

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When Jianyang disappeared from my sight, I saw the dripping Ziyang. After writing this sentence, I was speechless, years, imagination, life, swaying. Along the way, the dog's tail flowers on the Soul Bridge still carry bright morning dew, and the Jiangxi River has drifted away from me in layers of mist.

I remember that Wu Changyou once said that youth is unbearable to Baidu. Open the mottled diary, and those colorful times that seem to be forgotten can't be carefully remembered. People have already arrived at Linjiang Temple. Yes, when I arrived at Linjiang Temple, I didn't realize it. The smell of Linjiang Temple and Douban was still churning in my insides. On the streets of Qionglai, you would be intoxicated by the smell of wine in the air. In Linjiang Temple, you would also linger for the taste of life. As a Sichuanese, the temptation of Sichuan-style pork is irresistible and fatal. The pieces of red, fat and not greasy stunners are infiltrating Ziyang.

Needless to say, Sichuan style pork has a soul, and its soul is the bright and spicy Linjiang Temple watercress. In the seemingly understated taste, the high-pitched tune of Ziyang River School is faintly scattered, and the ancient rhyme of visiting mosquitoes and asking for fun is gentle, which makes the river have nine twists of misty rain. One mountain, one water, one pavilion blindly, in the lead China washed away by history, only the taste can keep people's hearts. Once, a small jar of watercress from Linjiang Temple became a delicacy for state guests in the Great Hall of the People. Once upon a time, a small mound of watercress in Linjiang Temple became the favorite of the anti-Japanese Sichuan Army. Eating watercress, mixing Chinese cabbage, and even cutting grass roots all became delicious, spicy, warm, brave and persevering, so that the Sichuan Army became the most feared and unwilling force of the Japanese aggressors, and the "immortal Sichuan mouse" became the nightmare of the Japanese.

"There are tears in history to offer sacrifices to heroes and heroines, douban is affectionate to comfort loyal souls, and the smoke is gone. General Rao Guohua's" spicy "military soul in those days has become a monument. Legend has it that even the generalissimo in Chongqing can't help sighing that" the Sichuan army is brave and douban has a soul ".Mr. Leng Eva, a lyricist, once said that if you don't go to Linjiang Temple once, you will be sorry for your stomach anyway. Familiar with Linjiang Temple, just between the passengers' getting up and down, backpacks, shoulder poles, back clips, dustpans, these objects with local flavor are rolling in. I didn't see a woman like a peach blossom and flowing water, and I didn't hear the Sanskrit singing like a morning bell and a dusk drum. While the dust was flying, the water was flowing, and the mountains and water were combined so seamlessly. In the ups and downs of the car, I smelled the intermittent and mouth-watering smell of watercress.

if the years are like water, you can't afford to pick up the clouds. I remember that in the early years, the peddlers were carrying bamboo baskets, clicking the leaves and smoking cigarettes, shouting the watercress of Linjiang Temple while wandering in the fields. It was almost like a high-pitched Sichuan opera, and the ups and downs were quite legal. Wherever they went, they always caused dogs to bark and attracted the attention of girls' wives. In addition to daily necessities, the full basket is Linjiang Temple watercress packed in a small jar. Buying watercress, in Sichuan dialect, means playing watercress. Vendors are businessmen who walk around the streets. When they meet beautiful girls and daughters-in-law, they always try to please them a little more. By the way, they talk and laugh at each other. Girls and daughters-in-law usually turn a blind eye, laugh without answering, hehe a few perfunctory words.

In the era of material poverty, a wooden gourd ladle douban is a fresh meal, which can be used as a seasoning and directly eaten as a dish. It is very popular with people. The distance between Ziyang and Jianyang is not far away, because the Linjiang Temple Douban, which is lively and fragrant, is more closely connected with each other. From the keel mouth of Lujia Bridge in Jianyang to Huangqi River in Ziyang, and from the Dead Bridge to the Raft Bridge, the slang "Marry Han, Marry Linjiang Temple Douban" has been circulating for generations, which tells the exciting past of Linjiang Temple Douban. Compared with Chengdu, Jianyang Ziyang used to be a poor five counties. No matter how backward the economy is, the fresh flavor of watercress in Linjiang Temple in Ziyang is not inferior to that in Pixian County.

Linjiang Temple, as the name implies, is a temple near the river, with clear waves and fragrant incense. In the atmosphere of wooden fish and sound, it is so delicious that many literati are puzzled. In the 199s, a busybody once took an altar of watercress from Linqi Temple to Japan for testing, in an attempt to crack the most critical link in the production of watercress by Japanese high-tech means. It is said that after all the data came out, Japan was also blindsided, and the products prepared in proportion were quite different in taste from watercress from Linjiang City. One side of the soil and water raises one side of the people. This truth may never be understood by small Japan, just like Jianyang mutton soup. After leaving Jianyang, it is no longer the original taste. Ziyang is always a stranger to me, but watercress in Linjiang Temple is the most familiar part of my life.

From Jianyang to Ziyang, all the way to the east, I followed the taste of watercress in Linjiang Temple. Some people say that different tastes will always outline different lives. I am skeptical and fearful. In the face of the storm in the bowl of food, I have to listen to some ancient legends. Legend is never recorded, or it is inconvenient to record. N years ago, there were many temples in Linjiang Temple, and one year the monks in Wangye Temple fell in love with the village girl. When the host was informed, he was furious and hit Yuanyang with a firm stick, forcing the monk to break off contact with the village girl and thinking about it for 15 days. Suddenly there was no news of the monk, and the village girl was a little flustered. She sneaked into the city temple to find the monk many times and advised him to return to the common customs. The monk was in a dilemma, and finally he hid on the grounds of thinking too much about the wall. The village girl didn't give up, but she didn't do too much entanglement. With more time, she understood the reason. In autumn, the village girl mixed the red pepper, ginger, vegetable oil and fermented cucurbit beans on the bank of Tuojiang River, packed them in a dozen earthen jars and buried them underground. Half a month later, the village girl opened the jar, which was spicy and fragrant. She divided the bean paste into several parts and gave it to many monks.

These monks, who usually don't touch animal products, have never seen such delicious food. After eating it, they are so addicted that even the host of Wangye Temple can't help but come and eat it. After January, the village girl suddenly ran out of stock. Without watercress, the monks couldn't eat incense and couldn't sleep. The heart that usually sits on the blue lantern could no longer be calm, and they ran out of the temple to find out. The village girl cried with a runny nose and tears, saying that her own man had been put into a temple as a monk, and one really had no time and mood to make bean paste. Upon hearing this, all the monks became angry with Wangye Temple for his conduct. Ask yourself, monks are also human beings. They sympathize with the weak and can't resist the temptation of delicious food. Under everyone's bludgeon, the host agreed to the marriage between monks and village girls, and gave such disciples who couldn't get rid of love a very high-sounding name called lay disciples.

A love affair, because the watercress of Linjiang Temple has become an eternal beauty talk. A woman tied a man with her taste. After so many years, the watercress of Linjiang Temple is still slightly sweet. "Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, how many terraces are misty and rainy", now there are no temples in Linjiang, but the watercress in Linjiang Temple has been magically handed down. After walking through the Soul Bridge, the Tuo Third Bridge and Jianyang to Ziyang, you can't get out of the taste of watercress in Linjiang City after all.