Anyone familiar with saury knows that saury is named after its shape like a long, narrow and flat knife. Jiangyin is located near the Yangtze River, where the Yangtze River is very narrow and the water is relatively fast, which makes swordfish swim here and the meat quality becomes the most compact. Therefore, only the saury here is particularly fat, which is incomparable in other places.
It's true. As for how many kinds of swordfish eat, I'm not a gourmet, and I can't tell you why. But now the swordfish wonton can still be eaten by ordinary families, the taste on the tip of the tongue. Swordfish all die in the wind and die as soon as they leave the river. There are not many people living to see fish in Jiangyin. To tell the truth, I haven't seen them either, but this doesn't prevent us from enjoying the delicious saury.
My colleague lives near the Yangtze River. According to her, most people there can make swordfish wonton. During the epidemic, she specially sent me a full 3 kg of stuffing, as well as supporting wonton skin, which was placed near my home. I was moved to tears. I have eaten delicious swordfish, which is fresh and I haven't eaten it yet. That delicious food is already in my heart.
I don't know how to make swordfish stuffing. It must be in a unique way. According to the old man, the really delicious noodles are swordfish noodles, which were invented by fishermen. They said that the saury, which had just set out from the Yangtze River, was still alive and kicking, and now it was killed. Swordfish were nailed to the back of the pot cover, boiled in a hurry and fell off one after another. There is only a fish skeleton left on the back of the pot cover, and you need the delicious fish soup and noodles. It is said that I never let go. I don't know if it's true or not. I didn't have a chance to try anyway.
I also heard my mother tell the story of swordfish. Swordfish was worthless at that time. In my mother's words, swordfish is eaten as a meal, just like a photo circulating on the Internet. Fishermen who suffered disasters near Yangcheng Lake in those days could only eat hairy crabs as food. Unlike now, swordfish eat. What's the price, especially now that the Yangtze River is closed to fishing, Jiangyin swordfish seems to be sky-high. It is said that in Jiangyin City, the swordfish eaten now are all lake swordfish from other places, and the taste is incomparable with that of local swordfish.
Every time I eat saury, I have doubts in my heart. I always feel that the oral dialect of Jiangyin people is "Do you want to eat a knife? (What do you want to eat) ". Is that how it came about, swordfish? At that time, Jiangyin people could get it, probably swordfish as a special guest. Jiangyin people, with strong personality, slowly omitted the word fish.
Strong personality and my mother, my mother's story about swordfish began. One day, this day, must be the day before Qingming, because before Qingming, only knives and fishbones were soft, and after Qingming, the thorns were hard and the meat was old. This is not unusual.
As we all know, scarcity is precious. On that day, my grandfather asked my mother, who was still a little girl, to send saury to Shanghai, which was my uncle's eldest brother's house. At that time, my mother went by Yangtze River steamer. On the boat at the port of Zhiwan in Jiangyin, my mother was carrying a bamboo basket with a row of swordfish in it. At that time, swordfish were almost the same, which was bought by my grandfather. It is white and bright, with shiny scales, slightly upturned beard and bright red cheeks. My mother covered it with a wet head, and everyone who eats knives knows that swordfish scales can also be eaten.
As a result, my mother said that when she arrived at Shiliupu Pier, she stood up and thought about the delicious lunch. As soon as she bowed her head, the bamboo basket disappeared.
Mother was so anxious that she scolded the thief upside down in her heart.
She hurried out of the cabin, stood on the pick board and looked around. She could see the man with a bamboo basket, which was too ordinary. At that time, people wore almost the same color clothes. She was a little girl at that time, but her feet were fast. I think it's better to try my luck in the community than to lose her swordfish and go back to be scolded by my grandfather. Maybe that man stole her swordfish, maybe he didn't know. What kind of fish is this? He really wants to sell it. I was thinking, going to the market near Shiliupu Pier and turning into the market, my mother saw the familiar bamboo basket, especially the cloth she covered on it.
There was a man squatting on a bamboo basket, apparently a thief. Several people gathered around and asked curiously what.
Good opportunity.
My mother came up quietly and asked, what kind of fish is this? The man obviously recognized my mother. When he saw my mother in the past, he panicked and mumbled, unable to speak.
How many fish are there here? My mother pointed at him loudly again and asked.
My mother immediately shouted everywhere, stop thief! Catch a thief!
The man really ignored the bamboo basket, stood up, started to run, and soon disappeared.
My mother mentioned the basket she found, got on the tram and held the bamboo basket all the way, never daring to give up. At my uncle's dinner table that day, everyone said that saury was delicious that day.
I listened to my mother's story and was deeply impressed by her wit and courage. My mother is a strong person and fearless in those days. But, on second thought, I'm still afraid of her. I said, well, it was still that time. If there were other accomplices now, my mother might have died for a few swordfish. Then there are no brothers and sisters.