I ate fish and shrimp from Taihu Lake, but I didn't feel anything. Before I came to jiande city, I was watching the TV movie China on the Tip of the Tongue. This movie about China's diet shows the food invented by the poor in China for thousands of years, so it's very nice. When I was watching a movie, the cut bacon, amaranth lean meat and oily golden fat were sliced under the blade and put into the pot, and the heavy iron pot immediately emitted a faint oil mist. I really want to eat jiande city's bacon. As soon as I met my relatives, I asked if there was any bacon. They just smiled at me and were moved by my delicious food. My sister bought bacon in the morning market the next day, but she didn't eat it that day because she cooked too many dishes.

I have lost weight twice. Every time, it was finally declared a failure. Originally, I had an artificial aversion to food in my heart, but as soon as I served it, I felt delicious, so I said to myself, I ate it this time, but I won't eat it next time. Or smell the meat or fish floating in the air, my stomach can't help purring and feeling hungry, and my appetite will soar. In the house where we live, hairtail is often fried upstairs, which is the kind of salty and rotten hairtail. When it was fried in oil, it immediately released an attractive aroma. I didn't know that it came to my kitchen from that gap, so I walked into a childhood feast in the haze. The taste of childhood and salty hairtail filled that era, which left me a deep and beautiful memory. Maybe it's because I'm very sensitive to delicious food, so now whenever I walk in the street of Harbin at night and am covered by the smoke of kebabs, I will suppress my inner impulse and silently tell myself that the meat of kebabs is not delicious, or eating kebabs will make me lose weight. Then I will deliberately walk past the table and oven in front of the restaurant one by one and watch the waiter turn over a kebabs in the charcoal fire. That kind of pain is like suppressing an expanding passion when facing a beautiful woman. Even I doubt my endurance.

I finally got bacon in jiande city. My sister stewed bacon and bamboo shoots together. I hardly ate bamboo shoots, but I ate meat. I don't like eating big hotels, but I like hanging out in small hotels. I walked out of this restaurant and out of that restaurant on the streets of jiande city, looking at one menu after another. My wife said, if it's not delicious, I'll leave; The wife said, you can't eat too much, I'll go; My wife said that I thought the kitchen was dirty, so I left again. I walked a lot of restaurants with great pain, and finally said, let's go to a relative's house to eat. It's clean. In my opinion, a clean kitchen can't make delicious meals. After my relatives got to know me, they specially arranged for me to go to a southern specialty restaurant and eat bacon. I was eating with relish when suddenly a dish was served, saying it was salted pig's head. My relative in the south is not fat, but he knows better than me. As soon as I eat this salty pig's head meat, it is not greasy, a little salty and hard, and it is well preserved and very delicious. Relatives say this is the characteristic of this hotel.

Traveling to a place, I won't climb mountains, and I don't want to see it in a boring river. I just want to eat local specialties. Delicious is human nature. But many people don't admit it. As soon as I had dinner with many friends, they said I liked meat and served me a plate of meat. So braised pork in brown sauce came up. But in the end, I didn't eat at all, so I ate all the meat. They ate them all. Our society is like this, laughing at the lust of others, but having a room full of children; Say that others are delicious, and when you see delicious food, you will open your arms and have a big meal. Our own unreality also destroys the living environment. My relatives saw that I loved eating, so they specially took me to Qiandao Lake to eat fish. I don't know how big Qiandao Lake is. My relatives say that fishermen can catch dozens or hundreds of pounds of fish. We found a restaurant in a mountain bend, which specializes in fish in Qiandao Lake. Because there were few people, I ordered a small fish, but it smelled good after steaming. Made a native chicken out of a clay pot. I ate fish and chicken. That delicious feeling is like Lingshan Xiushui including Qiandao Lake.

When I go home, I eat in Hangzhou. This is the last meal in the south. We ordered a bowl of rice and a dish. Just then, I saw a wax hoof on the menu. I remember when I went to Zhangjiajie, Hunan many years ago, the comrades of the Writers Association asked us for a hoof. After waxing pig's trotters, stew them until soft, and then stir-fry them with Chili. Pig's trotters are thick, smooth and fragrant. I have forgotten the scenery of Zhangjiajie, but I still remember this hoof. I think I must have a dream this time. I said I wanted this wax hoof. The wife said, we can't finish eating. I said, look at this plate. Not much. So while eating rice, I'm waiting for hooves. Here comes the hoof, son. A big plate. I took a closer look, and it was a pig elbow. I asked the waiter, what I want is wax hoof. The waiter said, here you are. I just know that pig's elbow and trotter are called la hoof here. I'm sure I can't finish it. I don't want to throw it away and take it back to the northeast. After returning home, I steamed some hoof flowers every day to express my attachment to this trip to the south.