I can't remember the first time I ate Beijing roast duck. According to my parents, it was in the shop at the gate of Dongfeng Park. At that time, the roast duck had apple strips and pear strips. It seemed that it was my grandfather's birthday. My grandmother didn't want to go to a restaurant and it was too expensive, so she said that she wanted to eat anything, and my grandfather said roast duck. So we went to eat roast duck.

At that time, going to a restaurant was just like buying a new Apple mobile phone for a small employee with a monthly salary of 3,. Fortunately, there was no camera equipment and friends circle in Weibo at that time, otherwise the photos of eating in a restaurant would be filled with a few trivial sentences on your mobile phone screen. No, there was no mobile phone and no screen at that time.

This thing, Beijing Roast Duck, actually belongs to Nanjing. The day before the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di went to Jingnan, Beijing, and drove away his nephew. When he became emperor himself, he brought Nanjing Roast Duck to Beijing, which became a Beijing dish and a world-famous China cuisine. I heard that there were many factions of Roast Duck, some of which stretched their skins with oil and some with water, but I didn't know whether it was true or not. Think about it, too. It's hard enough for this duck to travel thousands of miles from the warm boundary of Nanjing to the natural air drying field of Beijing. In the past, only oil was used for water.

It is said that the best noodle sauce used for roast duck is Huai Mao's noodle sauce in Baoding. Because the transportation is too expensive, I used Liubiju's yellow sauce in Beijing. I used to like to use noodle sauce in cooking. The big oil sauce is delicious with chicken and shrimp, and even celery and chrysanthemum are very tasty when stir-fried. Later, I asked myself to have less oil and salt, so that's all.

I remember eating roast duck as if it was junior high school. At that time, there were three roast duck restaurants in Baoding. One was particularly poor in hygiene, and the other was in a far suburb. Of course, now there is a CBD, and the other one is on May 4th Road. This one is a state-run Quanjude, with wooden decoration and big glass doors, which is elegant and expensive. At that age, I still want a set of books, but it is not.

Not expressing one's demands is the death point. Many times, I won't refuse. Probably in the summer vacation after I graduated from primary school, I saw an encyclopedia at my classmates' house and liked it so much that I went to Xinhua Bookstore every weekend to read it. However, the set of four books was plastic-sealed, so I had to touch it.

It wasn't until the first day of junior high school, one weekend, that I went shopping with my parents. When I passed by the Governor's Office, I saw that a tricycle was full of that book, and it was not plastic-sealed. Now I think it may be piracy, but I still want to say that the quality of piracy at that time was really good.

I really couldn't control it at that time, so I ran over and opened the book for the second time, the red one about humanities. Naturally, my parents followed me from behind, asked the price, 1 yuan a set, and asked me if I wanted it. I said no, I really didn't want it. My parents discussed it and bought it for me, but I went shopping first, carrying this book on my back was too heavy. After a while, my parents went shopping, and I walked home with four books. Later, my mother regretted why I had to go home by myself, but what I thought was that if I didn't come back from shopping for three rounds.

that book is still there, much thicker, but it's no longer turned over.

once after dinner at home, my mother chatted that a colleague took his son to eat roast duck, and when she came back, she told her that it was very delicious. My father began to talk about his experience of eating roast duck, how to get sauce, how to roll cakes, what side dishes and what condiments I had. I was full of eyes. I knew that I had eaten roast duck when I was a child, and it was only at that dinner table that I learned.

A few days later, my father was on the night shift, and the meal every night was no longer fancy noodles. One night, my mother came home and took me out instead of cooking.

taking a taxi was a luxury at that time. I remember that in the winter of SARS, when there was a snowstorm, my family gave me 1 yuan to take a taxi to school. I didn't want to go to school. I had already finished a class, and then after class, I listened to a classmate shouting how it was not good to take a taxi in the morning. Another classmate shouted that my father had sent me. The road was so difficult. I grabbed the 1 yuan, but I couldn't remember what it was like at that time. Later, the 1 yuan bought a book.

Mom called a taxi, not a bread taxi, but a sedan Xiali. At that time, taxis were priced at different prices, and the cheapest one was noodles, then Xiali, then Santana, and I heard that there was also a noble car for rent, Crown Car, but I only saw it in front of Yanzhao Hotel, but I didn't see it running on the road. Xiali car has surprised me. My mother let me sit in the front row and told the driver to go to Quanjude.

I can't remember my state at that time at all, except that when I got off the bus, my mother took me into the restaurant, broke the wooden threshold, entered the glass door and led me to the second floor.

On the second floor, except for us, there was a table of guests, two people in black suits, and there were things like cell phones flashing blue light on the table, so they didn't dare to look at other people's tables for fear of being disliked.

seated, dark red table cloth.

a la carte, a heavy leather menu.

roast duck, 158 yuan a set.

I got up to leave, and my mother ordered roast duck.

At that time, a set of roast duck was not like asking questions now. Everything was served. By default, the duck rack was half pepper and salt and half soup. It was definitely your duck rack. The soup was divided into two parts, one was pure soup, and there was an ancient duck noodle soup, white soup and white noodles, and a touch of chopped green onion. At that time, shallots were hard to buy, just like crystal dishes in previous years and the nine-story tower of French parsley now, most of them were for hotels.

There is nothing in the process of eating. Master's knife is flying with a piece of duck. I'll take a closer look. I ate a mouthful of incense, but I didn't know that I was stained with sugar. The same amount of duck meat, shredded onion and melon strips were evenly distributed to all spring cakes. I was so happy that my face was shiny.

There is no doubt about the result. My mother and I ate a whole duck, all the duck racks (including duck racks in duck rack soup), all the soup and all the noodles, and the waiters looked silly.

mom eats less, but I eat more.

I don't remember how I went back that day, even forgetting the season and whether there are stars in the sky.

Later, my father took me to eat roast duck, too. I just didn't remember it so clearly. Maybe I could eat casserole.

Then I went to Beijing to go to school. Once, my classmates organized a group to go together, and each person ate authentic Beijing Cheap Square roast duck to take out a sports nightclub. I didn't dare to stay out at night and go to the nightclub. The most important thing was that it was too expensive, so I didn't go. Later, I regretted it. It seems that I must get a card in the future.

The only time I ate roast duck in Beijing was when my parents visited me at Beijing School, and then my family ate roast duck at the Da Ya Li Hotel near the school. The service was slow, the duck was unpalatable, and the waiter had a bad attitude. That was the first time I ate lobster, so I ordered one and gave it to me. I don't remember how much it cost, but it was very expensive. Maybe the lobster tasted like this? I ate it all.

In recent years, I seldom go out to eat, and I cook at home. I haven't been married for a long time, and my parents are also very anxious. Sometimes I can't eat some meat and eggs because of my physical reasons, but I can't eat them earlier, so I'm not allowed to eat them now. But sometimes I will go to eat roast duck once, and my parents will certainly remember what happened at that time. Sometimes I will sigh, and when I talk about the emotional place, I will get hurt if I want to squeeze a tear.

It's these two years. Sometimes, when my parents are not at home, I secretly buy half a roast duck on the roadside stall, fry a bag of fried cakes and Korean side dishes, open beer and white wine at home, and deliberately get drunk. Then I watch an old TV series like Legend of Wulin while watching it at the loudest, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, sometimes yelling and screaming.

I haven't eaten roast duck for a long time, and I'm losing weight recently. For the purpose of the year, I couldn't help but look at the chicken soup with poison in my heart, and immediately I didn't want to eat oil, salt, sugar and wine. It worked.

But recently, negative energy has exploded, and it's getting worse and worse. I can't stop the car, and sometimes it will explode if I can't control myself.

Does not eating meat make people feel bad? It seems that monks are really not so easy to be.

it seems that I have to plan a roast duck for myself, one person, a bunch of fried skewers, beer and white wine and strong tea to sober up.

It seems that it's time to find an episode of "Big Dyeing Workshop" and watch the roast duck at the roadside stall.

sort out what you want, what you want and what you can do.

then tell yourself that you can't always think about it.